I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Fang Sheng held the big sword, trying to regulate his disordered breathing, feeling his slightly trembling legs. This was not the first time that his physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion in a battle, but before, he had Lewan to help him regain his physical strength, but now he doesn't. !

To make matters worse, mental fatigue also followed, eroding Fang Sheng's will.

I really want to rest where I am for a while...

When the thought appeared, Fang Sheng immediately threw it away. If he showed this kind of behavior, I'm afraid he would die immediately!

Fang Sheng clenched his sword and attacked the Balrog again. Only this time, his speed slowed down...

Naturally, Yan Mo saw Fang Sheng's movements slowing down, and he hesitated. Something like Shenghui could obviously heal the body's fatigue, but Fang Sheng attacked him despite his fatigue.

He was not sure if this was Fang Sheng's conspiracy, so he flew into the air with his bat wings, waved his right hand, and the fireball hit Fang Sheng!

Because of exhaustion, Fang Sheng managed to avoid the blow, but the explosion of the fireball still affected Fang Sheng!

Yan Mo showed suspicion. He was very afraid that Fang Sheng would be like that cunning priest and use his flaws to trick him! After all, if he was hit by the Holy Glory again, he would not have enough magic power to defend himself against the Holy Glory.

Damn it, if you hadn't injured your origin in the abyss, causing the inheritance of magic to be cut off, I would have been flying in the air to kill you with magic by now. Do I need to fight you with a big sword and a whip?

Balrog thought angrily, but he didn't dare to go down, so he could only carefully rub the fireball to test.

Fang Sheng was dodging the fireballs in a panic, and his continuous dodging pushed his physical strength to the limit! Finally, Fang Sheng was unable to dodge the sixth fireball thrown by Balrog and was blown away!

Hiss, it really hurts.

This time without the protection of Shenghui, Fang Sheng truly experienced the power of the third-level fireball. At this time, he was hit by a move and lost the ability to move, and even almost fainted!

The manager in the distance saw this scene and was stunned for a moment. Then he immediately reacted, took out the magic ball and started chanting.

Seeing Fang Sheng who looked miserable on the ground with his armor blown to pieces, Balrog was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood that Fang Sheng no longer had the power of the Holy Glory!

There was joy in his eyes, his bat wings shook, he raised his sword on the door panel and struck Fang Sheng hard.

Looking at the Balrog getting closer and closer to him with blurred vision, Fang Sheng laughed miserably, he had failed the country's hopes. I hope Lewan can run away quickly and at least survive.

"Cang!" A loud voice sounded, and the pain Fang Sheng imagined did not appear. He reluctantly opened his eyes, but saw Le Wan's panicked face.

"Hold on!" Lewan shouted with a hint of crying, squeezing the little power of faith in his body to heal Fang Sheng.

Balrog looked at the shield in front of him, snorted coldly, rounded his sword, and hit the golden shield in front of him hard.

As for the magic spells cast by the managers, Balrog didn't even look at them and just chose to bear them.

Click click click.

Cracks appeared and began to gradually expand, until they finally let out a cry and completely shattered!

Yan Mo looked at the cleric in front of him who was blocking Fang Sheng with his weak and delicate body. He smiled sarcastically. No matter how cunning you are, you are still trapped by your feelings!

The giant sword was raised high, and just when she was about to bring it down, Balrog noticed that the priest in front of her had moved, and she sent an arrow into Balrog's abdomen.

The Balrog felt the arrow getting hotter after entering his abdomen, and his eyes were covered with fear, but before he could react, the Balrog dissipated between the sky and the earth like melting snow when spring comes!

"Cang!" The giant sword fell to the ground, and the flames burning on it also dissipated. Lewan quickly picked up the giant sword and put it into the space bag. Then she lifted up Fang Sheng, who was as angry as silk, and walked outside.

The manager on the side looked at Le Wan with some fear. This woman's decisiveness made him frightened, but the Nameless One was his only hope of returning to his homeland.

The manager gritted his teeth and stopped Le Wan: "Miss Witch, put down Mr. Nameless One, and I guarantee that you can return to the church intact..." After thinking about it, he said earnestly: "Otherwise, with your power of faith exhausted, you will face me and Shi Too many guards and they will die!”

Le Wan was silent, glanced at the dying Fang Sheng, lowered her head and said: "Fang Sheng did not abandon me after learning that you were from the Harvest Church, and now, I will not abandon him!"

Lewan gently put Fang Sheng aside, then took out the long sword that Fang Sheng used before, held it in her hand, and killed the manager!

The manager quickly backed away to prevent Lewan from getting close to him. After standing still, the manager took out a cylinder-shaped object from his arms.

The sword flashed, the cylinder was cut open, and the clothes on the manager's chest were also torn by this sharp blow! He looked at Le Wan who was already in front of him in astonishment.

"How could you be so fast!" The manager said in disbelief as he blocked Lewan's next blow with a short knife.

Lewan didn't answer. She swung her sword randomly and without any plan, but the manager was beaten back step by step!

If I had known, I would have practiced sword skills before! The manager roared in his heart. He naturally saw that Le Wan was playing blindly, but he was also a dabbler!

Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, Lewan attacked crazily, and the manager hurriedly counterattacked. The two rookies actually fought back and forth.

clang!

The short knife was used to open the long sword. The manager seized the opportunity and stabbed Lewan with the middle door wide open, as if he was going to kill him with one blow!

In response to this cruel blow, Le Wan did not dodge, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, and the long sword struck the manager with an indomitable momentum!

At this critical moment, the manager suddenly thought that the flame whip of the Balrog had not been able to break Fang Lewan before, and it was even more impossible for his ordinary short sword!

The thought was gone in a split second, and the manager quickly retreated and dodged, only for Lewan to cut his chest.

Feeling the pain in his chest, the manager narrowed his eyes and wanted to retreat to apply a healing technique to himself, but Lewan once again stepped forward to fight in close quarters!

At this time, the manager had some regrets. He did not expect that this witch had such physical fitness!

"Little witch..." Before she could say anything, Lewan's next blow had already arrived, and the manager hurriedly responded.

Seeing that the manager's rhythm was messed up, Lewan narrowed his eyes and decisively chose to resist the manager's blow to the face, while at the same time kicking the manager's calf hard with his right foot.

The short knife sliced ​​his cheek, and feeling the burning pain, Lewan just frowned, and then stabbed the long sword into the manager's heart without hesitation. The long sword pierced the skin, and Lewan continued to push the hilt of the sword until it penetrated his body.

Withdrawing the sword, Le Wan wiped the blood from her face, turned around and walked towards Fang Sheng.

The manager who fell on the ground looked at Le Wan's leaving figure and looked at the two of them unwillingly.