The shadow sword appeared behind Dean in an instant, and there was almost no distance between the tip of the sword and the armor - there was no doubt that Dean's perception was blinded by the sword stabbed behind him.

But that doesn't mean Dean is unmoved.

When the sense of danger in his heart appeared, the experience of fighting again and again made Dean not want to think about the [imitation. Dragon's Head Sword], and swung straight back.

Woo!

[Imitation. The Dragon's Head Sword] carried a gust of wind pressure and slashed the enemy behind him.

And the 'Brotherhood' assassin who came out of the shadows had no intention of dodging at all.

Bite!

The long sword, which seemed to be formed by a shadow, stabbed at Dean's [Imitation. On the armor of Western Steel, with a crisp sound, the tip of the sword formed like a shadow trembled, revealing the true face of the stainless steel sword tip, but the original shadow penetrated into the body behind the armor like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

For attacks of an energetic nature, [Imitation. The Armor of Western Steel] did not form any defenses!

A sense of tyranny and tyranny entered from the vest, instantly causing a feeling of colic in all of Dean's internal organs.

However, the giant sword that Dean slashed backwards did not stop in the slightest.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the shadow covering the 'Brotherhood' assassin suddenly came to life, and in an instant, a shield composed entirely of shadows blocked the [Imitation. Dragon's Head Greatsword].

The greatsword slashed at the shadow shield, and immediately, it sent a series of translucent ripples.

The shadow shield was not broken, but the assassins of the 'Brotherhood' retreated sharply.

The Thorn of the Wind appears in Dean's left hand. Swift stabbing at the body of the assassin in front of him. Lack of shadow protection after. The Assassin in front of him was clearly unwilling to try the taste of the blade with his body.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Throwing knives shot out of the hands of the retreating Assassins, blocking Dean's pursuit.

Every knife was fired at the place that Dean had to defend - naked. Exposed eyes, nose, and mouth.

At the same time, the shadow that turned into a shield quickly wrapped it again in a wriggling.

Burst!

Dean dodged the throwing knives that had to dodge, and because of this dodge, when the [Sharp Spike of the Wind] in Dean's hand stabbed the assassin. The other party has been shrouded in shadows once again.

And the sharp [Wind Sharp Thorn] stabbed on the opponent's body, as if it was stabbed in a flexible, layered cowhide, and after the tip of the sword pierced slightly, there was no inch.

"Drink!"

The tip of the sword pressed against the shadow, and Dean let out a low cry as his arm erupted with full force and stabbed forward.

Suddenly, the assassin who was caught by the tip of the sword was pushed back by the tip of the sword.

Half of it was the power of the [Wind Thorn] in Dean's hand, and the other half was the Assassin's active cooperation.

The two rushed forward and backward. It left deep marks on the ground - the dirt and frost on the ground seemed to have been plowed all over again. One after another.

Moreover, longer and longer.

However, the strength is also getting weaker and weaker.

After all, Dean is only an explosive force, not a lasting one.

The Assassin of the 'Brotherhood', after feeling the power at the tip of the sword in his chest begin to weaken, immediately shook the long sword in his hand and stabbed Dean again.

The steel longsword was once again covered in shadows.

At the edge of the shadow above, there were shadow air currents the thickness of chopsticks, but only half the length, like snakes with their fangs exposed.

The assassin's sword is extremely fast.

And Dean is not slow, [imitation. The Dragon's Head Great Sword smashed down out of thin air, with a burst of icy wind pressure.

Woo!

Suddenly, the Assassin's shadow-obscured eyes shrank.

He felt a very familiar aura from Dean's body—the breath of an assassin, seemingly unorganized, but closely linked.

Eventually, push the enemy into a corner.

From the moment he first played his sword, Dean was completely convinced of a lose-lose and lethal approach.

And after that, the fact that one sword for another shows that Dean is not bluffing.

However, this qiē is all for the sword that follows.

Or rather, for the sake of the current situation.

The Brotherhood's assassins knew very well that if his longsword stabbed the opponent's armor again, then Dean's frost-wrapped greatsword would be able to slash at him, and with his shadow defense, it would be no problem to block this sword, but, don't forget, there was also a longsword on his chest.

Once the shadow defense has a wave, then it is a perfect opportunity for the opponent.

He didn't have the heavy armor on the other party's body, just a cloth coat, and a long sword only needed one stab to stab the heart.

But...... Once his shadow invades Dean's body again, then even if Dean's armor is strong in defense, strong in body, and has special secret arts, it will be finished.

Because, the secret art he has cultivated is completely ignorant of these.

The blow that was ready to be fired before has already been explained.

Defense?

Still is...... Offensive?

Such hesitation appeared in the mind of the 'Brotherhood' assassin, although it was only a slight hesitation, but in such a battle, any moment is the key to determining victory or defeat.

Just when the 'Brotherhood' assassin hesitated slightly, and the long sword in his hand paused, [Imitation. The Dragon's Head Greatsword had already slashed down with layers of frost, leaving the 'Brotherhood' assassin with no way out.

Even now, it's too late for him to draw a sword.

Clang!

The steel longsword that was hastily defended was smashed and bent in a burst of metal clashes, and then flew into the air.

And the shadow energy above is the same as that of [imitation. Dragon's Head Sword] on the frost ability collided fiercely in a qiē.

Black, white.

It's like two whirlpools that appear out of thin air, unyielding to each other, each exuding its own unique power.

Cold, tyrannical black. It's like a wind blowing from the battlefield left behind. It's not just that it makes people shiver. And the anger, unwillingness, and anger of the dead soul turned into tyranny, which makes people's souls seem to freeze.

And the white color is the bone-chilling wind blowing from the extreme north, without the slightest mixture, it is completely cold, as if it is about to freeze a qiē, even the souls of the dead in battle are no exception.

Bang!

Ultimately, two very different energies. It exploded in mid-air.

A series of black and white air currents, like sword blades, began to pierce the ground, and the air currents were full of holes.

And Dean did not dodge in this air flow that seemed to pierce the heart, and the [Wind Thorn] in his left hand moved forward again, and the [Imitation. The Dragon's Head Sword] once again carried the wind pressure and slashed it out of thin air.

This time, the Brotherhood's assassin didn't dodge as before, he knew it perfectly. If it was the same as before, he could only be in the same unfavorable situation - the shadow that hung over the Brotherhood Assassins. Instantly condensed in his chest, not only resisting the penetration of [Wind Thorn], but also producing a huge suction, and he himself became like a bone in an instant, like a snake, twisting his body and burrowing under Dean's [Wind Thorn], and his two white fingers turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced into Dean's eyes.

And at this time, Dean held the [imitation. The Dragon's Head Greatsword was under his command, and the [Wind Thorn] in his left hand was sucked by the shadow energy, and he didn't have time to defend at all.

"Die!"

The Assassin of the 'Brotherhood' had a crisp voice, apparently a lady.

However, Dean was not surprised—he had already seen the other person's figure clearly when the shadow over the other party's body turned into a shield.

Although the face is still covered, the body shape is enough to explain a qiē.

After all, a lady's body shape, no matter how tall she is, is different from a man's tallness.

The lightning-fast fingers instantly dyed a layer of black, covering the miserable white completely, and a strong fishy smell appeared on the tip of Dean's nose.

Poison!

And it's some kind of animal toxin mixed with corpse poison!

With his wealth of pharmacological knowledge, Dean was able to identify most of them in an instant.

Almost subconsciously, Dean was about to use the [Giant Roar Technique] to block the opponent's attack, but just as the muscles of his face were slightly agitated, Dean suddenly felt an extra impatience in the breath of the assassin on the other side - the lightning-fast fingers paused slightly, as if waiting for something.

Pitfall!

In an instant, Dean had a realization in his heart.

[Giant Roar] is not the first time he has used it, and when he fights the 'Wind Sword', it has even become the key to victory or defeat, and every time he is surprised, he has a good harvest.

With the style of a 'brotherhood', it is impossible not to be on guard.

Especially the other party's silver-level identity, it will not be like this!

Open his mouth and shout at close range, if the other party can be unaffected by the sonic attack, it should be him who is unlucky; After all, that big mouth is really a weakness that can't be bigger.

Call!

Scorching flames erupted from the [Wind Thorn], invading every qiē within a 55° angle in front of them, within twenty-five feet.

Including the 'Brotherhood' assassins under the sword.

However, as if the Brotherhood assassin had been prepared, several red gems appeared in her hands, turning into fields of power that blocked the scorching magical flames.

"Lord Zelgan, you've been fooled! My true intentions ......"

The female assassin said with a slight smugness.

However, before the words could be completely settled, a loud roar sounded.

Roar!

Buzz, buzz!

The female assassin's ears buzzed.

PS First Update~

The decadent cat ran back by itself, but there was a strangulation mark on its neck, and the hair around it was worn off a lot, probably because someone grabbed it and tied it, and then broke the rope and ran back......

Alas, looking at the decadence for a while, it hurts! (To be continued......)