The Absolute Speed of a Comic

The light of the knife was like a rippling water wave, rippling out silently.

Jiang Li's figure was as fast as the wind, blowing towards his face, but he could never catch it.

He kept swinging his knife in the Morse group, no matter how the surrounding Morse gathered and surrounded him, he was like a slippery fish, tearing the surrounding ring to pieces with ease!

The advantage of numbers becomes meaningless in front of him!

If anyone who understands military strategy is here, they can find the clues.

Instead of 1v100, he repeated the 1v1 tactic a hundred times with the maneuverability strong enough to stun people's jaws!

If Yaolan is the king of the sky, then Jiang Li is the emperor of the earth!

In contrast, it is actually much harder to achieve Jiang Li's level than Yaolan's.

Because people can naturally grasp the audience in the sky, but in the encirclement, they not only need strong maneuverability, but also need the cold observation that grasps the entire battle situation like a god's perspective in the heart!

like now.

"It can't go on like this!"

Although Jiang Li was slaughtering people in the Morse group, his eyes were still looking at the audience, especially the situation at the gate of the city.

"The number of Morse is too large. Not to mention that they are constantly being born, and they keep coming from all directions. The most stressful place in Norwich is the East Gate!"

The east gate faces the sea!

And after the Great Calamity broke out, Morse was the most in the direction of the coast!

At a glance, at least a thousand Morse are slowly creeping towards this side!

A thousand Morse, even if they stood still and let Jiang Li cut them, it would take a long time to cut them.

And when only he and Muramasa were guarding the gate, one or two directions would be missed no matter what, causing dozens of Morse to gather at the gate of the city.

Jiang Li slashed out.

The ingenious strength lurked like three waves of waves, not splitting a Morse, but flying it out.

The Morse that was split flying slammed into the dense Morse group, and the stacking strength exploded like a bomb, blowing the entire Morse group away.

Seeing a pile of Morse gathered at the gate of the city, Jiang Li immediately turned around to defend.

Before opening the city gates, the Morse people were beheaded like melons and vegetables.

"Sorry, I was held up for a while!"

It wasn't until Jiang Li killed dozens of Morse that the village Zheng came back in a hurry.

He was panting slightly, and the red clothes on his body were also damaged in several places.

Muramasa's maneuverability is far inferior to Jiang Li's, and Morse's strength is not much weaker. Once surrounded, he will inevitably fall into a hard battle, and it will take time to break through.

"How much magic power do you have left?"

He swung back with a knife with his backhand, and the broken mirror surface of the space reappeared in mid-air, killing Morse who was chasing him.

"full."

"?!"

Muramasa stared at him in disbelief.

"Could it be that you have been fighting with your flesh?"

"Yes, is it difficult?"

Instead, Jiang Li glanced at him in confusion.

Muramasa stopped talking.

If it's difficult to say a word at this time, wouldn't it make you look like you're very good?

"This pervert!"

But thinking of this dreadful record, Muramasa still slandered.

He is a swordsmith, not a swordsman. Although he has some spiritual foundations of gods sewn into his body, he can't use only magical swordsmanship to fight enemies like Jiang Li. magic.

Maybe it wasn't wrong at all to lose to this guy in Camelot.

The gap in all aspects does not seem to be very large!

"Although it's hard to tell, the old man's magic power is only half left!"

Rong Zheng in front of the village stood up, with an unprecedented dignified expression.

"What are the goblins in the city doing, don't you have any support... Maybe we all underestimated this catastrophe!"

It has been twenty minutes since the battle started.

Constantly waving the magic knife, half of the magic power in Muramasa's body was gone!

This is where the heroic spirit is the most uncomfortable.

If it is a living person, the whole body's magic power is exhausted, and he can force himself to squeeze more magic power from the body with a tenacious will, but the heroic spirit does not have that kind of ability.

For them, running out of magic power means the end!

Let alone fighting, even your own form will become unmaintainable!

And the village is the Servant summoned by the Alien God, and there is no way to provide him with magic power through the Lost Belt. He has been fighting with his own magic power, and at most borrowed magic power from Guda.

But Gu Dazi doesn't have much magic power, and under the cataclysm, he even allocated magic power for Tristan and the others to use, and the magic power given to him is very little, so he can't hold on at all!

In another 20 minutes, if all the magic power is exhausted, Muramasa can die here!

"Is it difficult for you to fight only with your body?"

Jiang Li had a fresh expression on his face.

The words he said made Muzheng's face darken.

"Speaking of business, you are enough!"

Why can't this hanging man lift the pot without opening it?

Don't even look at the time and occasion!

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

Jiang Li smiled.

"If that's the case, then change your tactics!"

"Do you have an idea?"

Muramasa's eyes lit up.

"Look at me!"

Jiang Li's thoughts moved.

The spiritual item in his hand turned into a pitch-black magic sword in an instant.

"Kala clack-!"

The two swords were swung at the same time.

An endless cold current gushed out from the sword, and at the same time that the temperature dropped suddenly, Jiang Li also created a passage in front of the city gate.

The roads on both sides are blocked, and if you want to enter the city, you can only break in through this ice passage.

Morse had no wisdom. Seeing that the road was blocked, he instinctively gathered from the entrance of the Ice Passage and rushed in in a queue.

"Bear!"

The ice magic sword was stuck on the ground, Jiang Li took out his spiritual suit again, this time it became Crozzo's magic sword.

The raging flames were released from the sword, and the roaring crimson flames turned into deadly flaming snakes, covering all the Mors who poured in from the passage!

All in one pot!

"This is cool!"

Muramasa immediately became excited, and rubbed his hands expectantly.

"Anything else? Give me two for the old man!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two Crozzo magic swords were thrown over.

"Remember not to use up all your magic power, or I will be the one who will be unlucky!"

"Huh? This sword actually has its own magic power? You don't need to consume your own magic power, and the power of the sword can automatically release flames? How can there be such an unreasonable magic sword? It's an anomaly!"

As soon as the magic sword was in hand, Muramasa couldn't help but take a closer look.

Seeing that happy expression, he almost melted the sword on the spot, and studied it thoroughly.

"You're doing the right thing, that's enough!"

Jiang Li turned his head and glared at him angrily.

"Cough, I'm sorry, the old man has an occupational disease."

Only then did Muramasa come back to his senses, his face flushed, and he quickly raised the magic sword and slammed him!

If the ice passage is destroyed, it will be redone. Groups of Morse queue up from outside the passage to send in. It is much easier to fight.

However, as the magic power in the magic sword became less and less, Jiang Li's expression gradually became far-fetched.

"Not good! Inside the city, inside the city... Morse appeared!"

At this moment, a hysterical scream came from the city wall.

"what?!"

The two turned their heads at the same time, staring into the city with wide eyes.