You really don't want to know who I am? "The figure felt very strange. If someone suddenly wanted to kill him, he would definitely want to know why the other person wanted to kill him, but An Fei seemed not to care about secrets.
"Are you an idiot!" An Fei has reached the point where he can't bear it anymore. There are so many people who want to kill him. Now that they are here, they are his enemies, and his goal is to knock down the enemies. As for other things, he has no energy to do it. think.
"You are very rude." The figure slowly turned the long sword in his hand, but his tone had become cold. He was obviously very angry. As a peak powerhouse, he was called an idiot. This was something he could not do no matter what. unacceptable. But before leaving, the teacher once told him not to kill An Fei easily, but to let An Fei taste the cruelest punishment in the world until An Fei regrets why he didn't die early. This is also his attempt to balance An Fei physically and mentally. But now it seems that it has no effect. On the contrary, he himself is very angry.
"I'll be more rude!"
"To tell you frankly, my name is Descheret, and I am Lord Philip's student." The figure bent down in an elegant posture, as if to show respect for Philip in the distance, and his eyes were fixed on him. Looking at An Fei, expecting to find panic or fear on An Fei's face, he will be very satisfied.
"Is it over?" An Fei asked, and then sighed: "It's finally over." In terms of strength, there is a certain gap between An Fei and Deshelet, but when it comes to how to make people crazy, the gap between them is even greater. big.
"You shouldn't have killed Zeda, absolutely not!" Deshelet said coldly. He had been trying to make An Fei regret his recklessness that day, but he didn't realize that he was purely using his own shortcomings to deal with the other party. If he had launched a crazy offensive as soon as he came up, An Fei would have been out of breath.
"I have killed, and I used a sword," An Fei said with a smile on his face, his subconscious intention was obvious. I kill with my sword, not with my mouth, he said in front of Descheret in mockery.
"I know." Descheret replied enigmatically: "So now I'm here!"
Yi Anfei was so calm that he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He never expected that Deshelet could give such an answer. In his impression, the peak experts he had come into contact with were all refined figures, even Buzuliano, who was famous for his loyalty. He also has his own scheming, and being loyal does not mean being stupid. But the Deschelette in front of him couldn't even hear this hint, which was simply incomprehensible!
"Sorry, I have to remind you. Susanna will be back soon." An Fei said softly. As a victim, it seemed funny to remind his opponent to hurry up. There is no sense of weakness at all.
"Since you want to die early so much, I will help you!" Deshelet's tone became sharp, and he swung his sword with hatred. Although he was a little clumsy, he also heard the ridicule in An Fei's words.
An Fei waved his sword to meet him. It was still a head-on collision, and his inner energy was operating to the extreme, hoping to take advantage of this rare opponent. Judging the sheer disparity in strength.
There was a loud bang. The fire sword in An Fei's hand has turned into countless exploding elements. Only the empty crystal hilt was left, and his mental power could no longer control the condensation of elements. Descheret took action with hatred. All the fighting spirit has been released, without any reservation. In the violent impact, not only the elemental turbulence was splashed, but also the residual light of fighting spirit. The exploded mixed light group instantly swallowed up An Fei and Deshelet, and the force of the explosion hit the cave wall and ceiling crazily. , causing this secret room that had been in disrepair to begin to collapse piece by piece.
An Fei has released the fire shield. The fire element will not hurt him. The fire shield is to resist the residual light of fighting spirit, and both of them flew out involuntarily. An Fei crashed into a tunnel, and Deshelette It hit the cave wall.
Compared with An Fei, Deshelet's recovery speed was much faster. When An Fei just stood up, his figure had already passed through the collapsed gravel and shot straight into the corridor. The white sword light pierced like lightning. Towards An Fei's chest, he no longer cared about how to torture An Fei.
Regardless of whether Deshelet's IQ is problematic or not, it cannot affect his strength as a peak powerhouse. Although An Fei pulled out the long sword tailor-made for him by the great alchemist Jacob in time, the chaotic inner energy was still there. It didn't calm down. This time the impact was decisive. Deshelet only took two steps back, but An Fei rolled and flew out, smashing the wooden door at the end of the corridor, banging, and hitting the wall inside again, while Deshelet Shellette shot in immediately, and there were continuous roars behind him. The secret room began to collapse, followed by the corridor.
"Hahaha..." Deshelet laughed proudly: "Anfei, let's see where you are escaping now!" This is a dead place, a stone room of more than 40 square meters, without any passages, and the collapsed corridor has already With the only road blocked, and with Deshelet blocking it, An Fei was indeed unable to fly.
No more fun! An Fei shook his head and stood up slowly. Although his inner breath made his body very strong, it was not yet to the point where he could perform a trapeze casually. The few bumps made him feel dizzy. a feeling of.
"An Fei, please beg for mercy, I don't have to kill you!" Deshelet said with a smile, and now he was in a good mood again.
An Fei took a deep breath, and a rotten smell hit his face. This place is not ventilated all year round, so it is not surprising that the air quality is not good.
"I really don't have to kill you, as long as you beg for mercy and keep your word." Deshelet was tempting An Fei again.
"I'm very surprised how you became a peak powerhouse." An Fei said slowly, and then suddenly started breathing rapidly, like a dwarf blowing a bellows.
"Are you questioning my strength?" Deshelet didn't care about An Fei's actions. Even if An Fei used any tricks, he was confident of defeating An Fei. If it were Ernest, he would never be as careless as him. An Fei's advantages lie in his skills and speed, as well as his extraordinary mind. Having the upper hand in strength does not mean anything.
In a short period of time, An Fei had breathed dozens of times, then waved his hand and released a big fireball, and then another. Before the first big fireball flew in front of Deshelet, he had already Six or seven fireballs were released one after another. This release speed has reached the limit of magic common sense.
Deshelette also looked a little surprised, but the fireballs could not cause any harm to him. He swung his sword casually and shattered one fireball after another.
An Fei seemed to be addicted. It kept releasing large fireballs, almost twenty or thirty of them, and then released a wall of fire at Deshelet's feet, followed by another large fireball.
Wright felt that An Fei was at the end of his rope. With this kind of judgment, he seemed surprisingly good, and he was looking forward to the moment when An Fei was exhausted. Anyway, it will take some time for Susanna to come back, and it won't be too late even until Susanna shows up.
The brightness of the big fireball released by An Fei became darker and darker. Finally, a big fireball disappeared as soon as it left An Fei's hand. Unexpectedly, he started releasing small fireballs again.
With a puff, Deshelette couldn't help but laugh. Is An Fei scared to death? Oh my god...use a small fireball to attack a peak powerhouse, are there still such stupid people in the world? Descheret was too lazy to make a move. Letting the small fireball hit his protective fighting spirit, this kind of attack was not even a mosquito bite to him.
In the end, An Fei couldn't even release a small fireball. Seeing An Fei waving his arms helplessly without even a single spark, Deshelet burst into laughter: "Exhausted of magic power? So fast? You are still a magic swordsman!"
I don’t know when. An Fei became a person who cherished words like gold. Let Deschelet continue to ridicule. He kept his lips tightly pressed and said nothing.
"Is it my turn now?" Deshelet looked at the tall An Fei. Waving the sword in a demonstrative manner, he knew that An Fei was about to collapse.
An Fei slowly raised his head, still didn't speak, just hooked his fingers at Deshelet, then folded his arms in front of his chest, pretending to be indifferent.
Deshelette smiled slightly and jumped towards An Fei. This sword did not use much force because he was not going to kill An Fei all at once. He at least wanted to cut off An Fei's limbs first and let him experience it. What is pain.
An Fei remained motionless until the sword edge was less than a foot away from his shoulder. Then he slipped out like a fish. His toes touched the wall behind him, soared into the air and landed in the corner on the other side. at.
"Yes, the body is very flexible." Deshelet said with a smile.
An Fei stretched out his finger again and hooked Deshelet.
"Looking for death!" Deshelet swept out with a sword. He wanted to release the sword light, first force An Fei to dodge, and then look for the right direction and then catch up. This time, he must cut off one of An Fei's legs!
But an unexpected scene appeared. His sword silently passed through the air, and nothing happened. Not only that, he found that the fighting spirit in his body was depleting at a very fast speed, and he also felt dizzy and nauseous. ground feeling.
"What's going on..." Deshelet raised his head in horror and yelled at An Fei: "What did you do?" He already understood that it must have been An Fei's fault that made him lose his fighting spirit.
Unfortunately, when he questioned, he told An Fei that the strategy had already worked. An Fei walked slowly towards Deshelet, and walked to about two meters in front of Deshelet as if no one else was around. This time he stretched out his It wasn't his fingers, but his fist, which he waved in front of Deshelet's face, and punched Deshelet's ground door violently.
Deshelette barely stretched out his arm to hold An Fei's fist, but he could not hold the other one. An Fei's left fist hit Deshelette's nose accurately, causing Deshelette's nose to bleed, and then a Punch after punch, like a professional boxer hitting a punching bag. As a peak powerhouse, Deshelet really turned into a sandbag. His head and body collided with the wall, making a banging sound. He was still unable to resist, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. .
An Fei bent down, grabbed Deshelet's feet, and wheeled with all his strength. Deshelet's body turned half a circle in the air, and hit the stone slab heavily. Blood spattered in all directions, and he lost his protection. Protected by Dou Qi, his body was not as hard as a stone slab, and a dent had been created in the back of his head by the heavy impact.
Deshelette moved his fingers. This was his last strength. He looked at An Fei with dull eyes. He hoped that An Fei could give him an explanation, just like he wanted to explain to An Fei at first, but he couldn't. An Fei's move was very ungentlemanly. He raised his toes, picked up Deshelete's sword, and sent it straight into Deshelette's chest.
The peak powerhouse of a generation, Philip's right-hand man, and the secret weapon he had painstakingly cultivated, lost his life in such an unexplained manner.
As the final winner, it stands to reason that An Fei should make a declaration of victory, but instead he rushed towards the collapsed corridor in a very graceless manner, picking up gravel like crazy.
Fortunately, with the protection of the inner breath, An Fei's fingers were not damaged, and he picked up the gravel very quickly. It wasn't until he leaned into a gap supported by an arch stone that An Fei suddenly vomited. He said: "You have no fighting spirit, you are a fart!" After saying that, An Fei took a few quick breaths, closed his breath again, and continued digging forward.
After advancing a few meters, An Fei suddenly stopped and carefully sensed the movement in front. The gravel next to his body was trembling, and the trembling became more and more severe. An Fei thought for a while and stepped back again. He went back and retreated into the secret room, standing firm against the side of the corridor, tapping the wall with his hands, and waiting patiently.
The tremors were getting more and more violent, but his breath-holding time had reached the limit, but he just didn't dare to speak. The concentration of carbon dioxide in this secret room should be astonishing, and carbon dioxide exceeding a certain concentration can paralyze a person's respiratory center, and even directly trigger Sudden death, this must not be careless, otherwise it would be equivalent to dying together with Deshelet. He only hoped that Susanna could hear the sound he made, and that the direction would not be wrong.
Just when An Fei's body trembled slightly, there was a bang, and the collapsed corridor was forcibly opened, and then Susanna's cry came in: "An Fei!"