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As usual, he started with a dagger.

Seeing the dagger that was condensed by the golden prayer and attacked through the air, Su Feng did not even try to dodge and went straight to meet it.

Ka--

The imagined scene of the dagger piercing the flesh did not happen. Instead, the two daggers were shattered in mid-air by the armor that suddenly moved, and fell like stardust.

"...Oh, you should not be underestimated."

"You are worthy of being the descendant of a warrior."

Markit praised him, but his movements did not slow down at all.

"...In that case, then die under the curse! This is suitable for a fool who allows ambition to manipulate him...!"

He raised the wooden stick in his hand and prepared to open a brain hole for Su Feng.

Dong--

The gravel flew.

It was dodged, and the wooden stick hit the ground heavily, leaving several cracks.

Su Feng had already memorized the attacks of the evil omen teacher and could recite them by heart.

In addition to the wooden staff, he can use the power of the golden tree's prayer to condense a few modes, such as daggers, long swords, long knives, and giant hammers, or swing the huge tail behind him. He is good at leaping, sweeping, smashing the ground, and fast and slow knives.

Not to mention, he knows everything.

The previous dagger and this knock were just feints. Next, the evil omen teacher will bully him!

As he guessed, the attack failed, and Markit immediately swung his giant tail.

With great force, it swept across the bridge, smashing the surrounding tombstones and abandoned weapons.

But there was no sign of Su Feng.

"——Great, Kalia!!!"

Markit raised his head suddenly, and saw that the top of his head was occupied by the azure magic light.

The tip of the exquisite pyroxene kris condensed a blue sword blade that soared into the sky, and was slashed down by Su Feng fiercely.

Swish, boom——

The two sounds sounded almost at the same time.

A blue trail streaked across the sky, and the blade fell like a galaxy hanging upside down.

The bridge was already on the verge of breaking, and at this moment, Su Feng's lightsaber cut a deep crack.

With a snap! A broken horn fell quietly to the ground, accompanied by a few drops of blood.

Markit jumped back at the last moment, barely avoiding his attack, but not completely.

A sword wound of neither deep nor shallow was left on his chest, and part of the ominous hard horn on his face was also cut off.

At this time, the eyes deep in Markit's golden pupils were deep and solemn.

He didn't think of killing the faded one with one blow.

But he never thought that the other party could actually counterattack so much, and even hurt himself!

The magic used was still the magic of the Kalia royal family.

Could it be...Kalia Knight?

Thinking of this, Markit's eyes have become deep.

If it was the Knight of Kalia, it would be understandable that he was so powerful. After all, I heard that a knight group of only more than 20 people blocked the attack of the golden tree.

But I am Markite! In my life, I will never be inferior to others! ! !

Immediately, a short knife condensed in the palm of his hand and swung it.

It was dodged.

Long sword.

It was dodged.

Giant tail.

It was still dodged.

No!

This kid is a little bit wrong!

Markite suddenly jumped back to open up a distance.

He almost used all his skills, but was dodged by this faded one?

The golden light in his hand gathered to form a golden giant hammer and swung it in a circle. With the centrifugal force, he jumped up again, like a golden meteor, attacking Su Feng.

Deliberate punch!

Boom——

A deafening roar suddenly sounded in the canyon.

The ground under his feet was torn apart, leaving a series of hideous cracks, and the golden giant hammer shattered.

At the same time

The dagger in Su Feng's hand had already sunk into Markit's chest!

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What happened?

Even Markit himself didn't know.

He only knew that when he hit him with a hammer, the opponent not only did not dodge, but instead rushed forward and took a stance.

He smashed his giant hammer with a punch, and then the dagger pierced his chest.

"Great - Kalia!"

Su Feng chanted again.

In an instant, the pyroxene crystals of the dagger condensed a huge amount of magic power.

The dazzling light evaporated the stained blood, reflecting Markit's old face with a bit of astonishment.

The magic emblem of the royal family of Kalia suddenly appeared on that majestic chest.

Then, a dazzling light followed.

Hiss!

The azure blade of light pierced through from behind and pierced the sky.

After a moment, it shattered quietly.

Plop!

The evil omen demon who had hunted countless faded ones and frightened everyone knelt at his feet, and blood was slowly dripping from his red chest.

His strong hands hung down helplessly.

It was unimaginable that the evil omen demon Markit was pierced through by Kalia's magic sword at this moment.

But Su Feng was not satisfied yet. He reached out and grasped the evil omen hard horn on the other's face, lifted his head and put it in the right position.

He whispered softly in his ear:

"See you in the Royal City of Rodel, Evil Omen Demon... Oh no, [Blessed King] Mungert, I will gladly accept the fragment of the magic ring of your nephew Greg."

"You...!"

Markit raised his head suddenly and punched Su Feng in the chest with all his strength.

But at the moment he punched, Su Feng had already let go of the hard horn and took a step back lightly.

"Oh, are you anxious?"

Looking at the unsuccessful sneak attack and kneeling on one knee again, Su Feng raised a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth.

But his smile aroused Markit's deeper anger, and his face showed a ferocious look.

The clone of the Evil Omen Demon is his biggest secret, and it is also a secret that he cannot admit to anyone in order to consolidate his own rule and status.

Because of the past events, the Golden People hate the Evil Omen Hard Horns that are bred in the furnace, and it can even be said that they hate it deeply.

So, no matter what.....

Thinking of this, Markit had already formed a will to kill, and had no intention of letting him go, but the next second, he saw Su Feng slowly flying up.

".... Gravity magic?"

A faint purple glow lingered on his body, which was exactly the same as the magic glow used by [Star Crusher General] Latan who had attacked the royal city, so he could be sure.

But, what was the other party going to do?

Soon, Markit got the answer.

Su Feng used gravity magic to float in the air, holding the pyroxene Kris in one hand and the golden tree mark in the other, and raised both hands to the sky.

It seemed that he was praising the sun, the starry sky, and the golden tree.

The pair of indifferent and deep black eyes overlooked the earth, like a god looking down on all living things.

"Fall, sky."

Buzz——

An invisible wave spread out.

The air seemed to be boiling, magic power was gathering, the rolling clouds stopped in an instant, and even the storm covering the city of Stonewell stopped suddenly.

Time seemed to freeze.

It was gravity.

Gravity made everything stop as if it was still.

At the same time, this heavy pressure fell from the sky, and instantly crushed Markit's huge body to the ground, sinking deep into the ground like a photo.

There was no time to dodge, and he could only let gravity ravage and crush his body.

Even trying to resist was useless.

Excessive blood loss, coupled with the heaviness, made Markit unable to use any strength at all.

Even consciousness gradually faded away.

But he still knew everything that happened in front of him, so he gave up struggling.

"What on earth is that..."

I saw a golden beam of light rising from the ground and extending into the sky, and then spreading like a tree, differentiating into countless branches, covering the sky like a miracle.

.... Golden tree?

Such a terrible conjecture popped up in Markit's mind, and she was immediately shocked and sweating.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

How dare a mere fader...!

At the same time, a huge dome-shaped three-dimensional magic circle appeared in the sky, with Su Feng and the illusory golden tree behind him as the center.

The rings like golden ribbons were lingering around in an orderly manner. The magic circle above was emitting different lights at this moment, and translucent patterns similar to words or symbols appeared. These patterns kept changing and dazzling, and the shapes and colors were different every second.

The emblem of the royal family of Kalia, the emblem of the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic, the emblem of crystal magic, the emblem of Gemir's secret magic, the prayer of the ancient dragon...

It was as if countless kinds of pyroxene magic and prayer were kneaded together and surrounded the ring around the illusory golden tree.

These emblems can even appear at the same time!

What the hell is this? !

"Everything is ready."