Chapter 438 This sword is called Tai’a
The Violent Sword Deadpool is all black, whether it is the skin or the outer layer of corpse armor, even the swords they hold in their hands are completely black.
Only those eyes emitted a strange red light, with a strong meaning of ferocity!
brush!
A dead swordsman rushed up to Xu Fang and slashed him in the shape of an X with both hands.
Xu Fang punched it up, and the dark sword light that seemed to be full of force was swallowed up by the golden light, and the violent sword Deadpool also flew backwards under the power of this punch.
"A war general is a war general. You were a war general before. One day you were a war general, and you will be a war general all your life!"
TNND, it’s amazing how beautiful the armor is!
"Kakaka! Kakaka!"
Another large group of ruthless swordsmen rushed up, making unpleasant sounds like skeletons' chirping mouths.
"Group fight?"
Xu Fang dissipated his light aura, and an extreme chill surged out: "You undead number 100 are not qualified!"
Pale and withered, frozen coffin!
A huge gray coffin fell from the sky, and three or four Deadly Swordsmen had no time to dodge and were crushed and crushed.
"Young undead, it's time for you to be reincarnated!"
Xu Fang put his right index finger and middle finger together and made random gestures in the air.
The gray coffin was like an out-of-control dump truck, rushing between the violent swords and dead men, catching and hitting whoever they could!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The Deadpool's speed is not slow. When he moves, he can even pull out a black afterimage, which can blow up the gray coffin purely based on his speed.
But the great soul species of Pale Withering is too disgusting... Under its amplification, the gray coffin exudes the aura of withering, covering the entire group of Violent Sword Deadpools.
They tend to move around, their joints become brittle and turn into bone powder, and they collapse into a pile of black parts. They are only hit by collisions, so there is no room to dodge.
"Build a camp." Xu Fang said.
This is the third camp, approaching the ten-kilometer area of the pyramid.
The other mages are gradually unable to keep up with Xu Fang's pace. The next road is too dangerous for them, and they will also encounter the most terrifying resistance and siege from the undead!
An old military mage said: "Xu Juntong, preliminary calculations indicate that there are about 500 dead swordsmen in this pyramid mirage..."
"Now there are four hundred."
"Yes, yes, these four hundred violent sword dead warriors are far more difficult to deal with than ordinary undead. The swords of darkness in their hands are the most difficult death barrier to overcome!"
Four hundred brutal swordsmen!
I'm afraid even a super-level mage may not be able to handle it!
This military mage is indeed older, and his speech is a bit long-winded.
Xu Fang didn't listen carefully, and looked straight at the pyramid, thinking about a reasonable way to enter in broad daylight.
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The dusk was like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, like flowing blood, filled with an atmosphere of terror and ominousness.
There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if there was an invisible force squeezing every life.
The large force successfully set up camp in the third camp.
At this moment, they must attack the pyramid and establish a fourth camp under the pyramid surrounded by undead!
The last five kilometers!
"rush!"
Blue light slowly rose into the sky, and the army turned into a raging torrent, rushing through the Forest of Crazy Corpses in one go. The battle situation also gradually changed from orderly to extremely chaotic.
The undead are like mountains and forests, making it impossible to see the direction of the pyramid. Many military mages only know how to instinctively fight with the undead after getting lost.
To be honest, this kind of battlefield is not suitable for Xu Fang, because most of his skills are actually indistinguishable between friend and foe.
A shadow string song, a wave of frost wind, and a mad insect storm were thrown down, and it was very likely that the mummy and the military mage were wiped out together.
When the time comes, what greets him will not be a military medal, but the Magic Tribunal!
Fortunately, the undead are always so considerate, and Xu Fang's troubles quickly disappeared with the appearance of a black shadow.
————That was a dark figure riding a black ghost horse.
Dark Sword Master!
It was shrouded in a thick aura of darkness, like a hazy black battle robe, blending into the night that had just fallen.
It was as wild and wild as a knight, and the long black sword in its hand was raised high into the dark red sky.
As if summoning the power of the God of Night with a sword, I saw the black aura under the clouds stirring more and more violently!
"Zongheng Mingjian!"
The Dark Sword Master spoke the language of ancient Egypt, and no one present could understand it.
But that black sword wave that runs through the sky, has surging cutting power, and is full of domineering power, everyone recognizes it!
"Reversal of order!"
Just when the black sword wave was about to turn this place into a purgatory on earth, a chaotic surface lay in front of the sword wave.
The raging black sword energy instantly reversed itself and slashed towards the dark sword master, blending into the darkness just before it struck the body.
"It's Xu Juntong!"
The military mages who survived the disaster burst into tears.
"You guys retreat quickly, I will deal with the Dark Sword Master." Xu Fang said.
"How is this possible!" A high-level military commander shouted: "The Dark Sword Master is at the monarch level. Even if you are a super-level mage, you cannot be his opponent!"
All the mages in Egypt know that a creature like the Dark Sword Master in the pyramid will definitely not be his opponent without the cooperation of four super mages!
"Quickly retreat!" Xu Fang emphasized again.
Grandma, please leave quickly. How can I proceed to the next step if you don’t leave?
Fortunately, the considerate Dark Sword Master once again raised his giant sword high: "Si Ye rules!"
A sky-reaching light burst out from the tip of the giant sword, and suddenly the night fell, covering the entire basin area near the pyramid!
The thick dark aura roared, and under this night, all the violent swordsmen were covered in black sword robes.
Their pupils become more vivid, with that terrifying look that directly touches people's hearts!
"Deadpool of the Violent Sword has become stronger!"
There was even more despair in everyone's eyes.
The original vicious sword deadpools were the executioners of darkness, and their swords could easily kill mid-level mages.
At this time, after the Dark Sword Master's Si Ye bonus, the strength was doubled, so powerful that it made people despair!
"Retreat, leave this to me!"
Xu Fang grabbed the mirage-eliminating instrument in his hands, and his voice sounded slightly tragic with the addition of music magic:
“In times of crisis, there is only responsibility!”
"Dark Sword Master, I'll bear it!"
At this moment, his figure was infinitely tall in the eyes of the military mages. I don't know how many people's eyes were blurred, and they could only retreat back while wiping away tears.
All they can do is live up to the dying efforts of the internationalist fighters around them...
"Finished."
No one noticed at all that Xu Fang's face was facing away from them, with a smile indicating that the plan had been accomplished.
The Dark Sword Master saw it, and its IQ was no longer considered low, but it was still confused.
Is this human crazy?
Frightened?
"Your horse looks good, come down and let me ride it." Xu Fang said.
The Dark Sword Master was furious. Although it couldn't understand Xu Fang's language, it could guess the general meaning by looking at his movements.
Dare you touch my horse?
"Don't be so rude, how cute you were when you were considerate..."
Listening to these useless rubbish words, the murderous intent in the eyes of the Dark Sword Master became more and more intense.
Clang!
There was a crisp sound of metal clanking, and an ancient long sword appeared in Xu Fang's hand.
"This sword is called Tai'a." Xu Fang's voice became colder and colder, and pieces of armor appeared on his body: "Now, do you want to fight or not?"