The Witcher

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he saw Lin Meng move ahead of the bald orc.

He squeezed out a weird curse with one hand, and then reached for the metal arrow on the shoulder of the bald man.

The metal arrow immediately turned into a puddle of metal liquid and drilled into the bald man's body.

"It's not good...why!"

Affected by this change, the bald man who was about to use the wind blade to attack couldn't help but change his complexion, his eyes burst, blue veins on his forehead jumped, and a look of fright flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the bald man only felt that there were countless metal drills in his body, drilling towards his chest and brain, a series of heart-piercing pains came. The bald man did not hold back for a while and let out a terrifying cry.

"This...this...what...Witchcraft?" Then he saw the bald man with painful expression on his face, his facial features kneaded tightly in pain, hissing hard.

"Hmph, witchcraft enough to kill you!" Hearing this, Lin Meng's expression became cold, and he sneered with murderous intent.

After speaking, Lin Meng retracted the golden giant bow, squeezed his five fingers, and slammed forward with a fierce fist. Immediately in front of the bald man, a golden light flashed, and a huge metal fist appeared, leading a'huhu'. The sound of the wind smashed it hard.

"Oh..."

Suddenly the bald man let out a scream again, and saw a flash of blue light in his hand, and a cyan wind blade appeared. Then the bald man showed a grim look on his face, gritted his teeth, raised the blue wind blade in his hand and put it on his shoulder. As soon as it was swept out, blood suddenly appeared, and immediately on its huge body comparable to a human bear, there was an additional blood hole the size of a skull.

Cut off so much of his own flesh and blood with a single knife, even the bald man, who grew up in the prairie orcs, couldn't help but feel dizzy and staggered. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of the foreign body in his body, and then saw a huge golden fist in front of him blasted fiercely.

In desperation, the bald man had to glow with blue light on his body, forming a blue barrier in front of him, and then he was hit by a metal fist against the blue barrier.

There was a ‘bang’, and the cyan barrier was shattered, followed by the golden fist and blasted towards the bald man.

The next moment, the metal fist struck the bald man unhindered heavily. His burly body immediately resembled a cannonball and flew backwards and fell to the ground, ploughing a long gully. .

"Ahem... "Phantom Wind""

A painful dry cough sounded, and he saw the bald man lying on the ground, covered in blue light, and then suddenly disappeared in place.

When the bald man appeared again, he was already in a no-man's land not far from Lin Meng's side.

But seeing that Lin Meng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he saw the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a touch of sarcasm, and then the curse mark on Lin Meng's hand suddenly changed.

Immediately in front of the bald man, a golden light flashed suddenly, and the original metal fist immediately turned into a golden steel ball in the sky, setting off a torrent of metal, like a gust of wind and rain, and shooting towards the bald man.

"Puffpuffpuff!" A series of meaty sounds came, and the cyan mask that had just turned out in front of the bald man was broken in a flash under the golden torrent.

Then the golden steel **** in the sky violently hit the bald man on the black armor.

Seeing the golden light flashed on the steel ball, he easily pierced through the armor, submerged into the bald man, and brought out **** holes.

"boom!"

After a while, the golden light in the sky receded, and then the bald-headed man who was trembling backwards, his burly body ‘crashed’, fell on his back, bringing up huge dust around him.

Unfortunately, the bald-headed man is also good at strength, and he wouldn't be killed by Lin Meng in two or two strokes. However, one move is restricted and everywhere. When the bald-headed man was ambushed by Lin Meng, he fell into it. Passive, and then had to self-mutilate, severely injured.

Then Lin Meng's play style, which did not give him a breath, was forced into embarrassment. There was a powerful wind witchcraft and the mystery of the beast souls in the tribe. They were dead before they could be used in the future. .

"Well, this time the delivery is not bad. Although there are not many magic stones, there are a lot of rare ores in this space bag, and you can get a good income if you take it back."

Looking at the space bag in his hand, Lin Meng's face showed a hint of satisfaction, and then he saw Lin Meng turned around and came to the place where the explosion just now.

"It's the rune crystal that has been sealed with the'burst technique', and it is quite powerful. The cyan war horse just now should be the'Wind Bear' tribe. The'Wind Chasing War Horse' specially bred is far from being comparable to ordinary horses. However, under the explosion of the rune crystal, nothing was left, but it was a bit expensive. Three rune crystals cost 15,000 magic stones."

Lin Meng stood by the side of a deep pit and scanned the surroundings with his eyes, except for a few extremely fine blood foam scum, but there was nothing left.

After Lin Meng treated the body of the bald man, he flashed and disappeared into the ruins of the Eagle Fortress.

...

At the same time, at the moment when the bald man died, in the depths of the grassland, far away from the land where Lin Meng fought.

I saw that there were densely packed tents all around, and among the many tents, among a gorgeous tent, suddenly there was an extremely angry roar.

"Rondo is dead!"

"Who is it? Who killed my son!"

"I, Karl, will find you, I will..."

In the gorgeous tent, a mighty old man with an angry face, short silver hair and knotted muscles all over his body, was looking at a crystal clear crystal in his hand, madly angry.

At this moment, the crystal was split into two halves. In the original crystal, the dripping scarlet blood also became bleak and spiritually lost.

"The Light of Tracing the Moon!"

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the mighty old man, a strange curse imprinted on his big hand, and a silver light shot out from his hand, pouring toward the scarlet blood in the broken crystal.

Immediately afterwards, the blood drop seemed to be drawn by something, and he couldn't help but ‘swish’, flying out of the broken crystal and spinning around in the air.

Then the curse mark in the old man's hand continued to change, and the silver glow of both hands surged, and a mysterious and obscure wave radiated from his two hands.

After a while, all the curse seals in the old man's hand were collected, and then a mysterious silver rune floated out of his hand.

"Hua Jing!"

Looking at the silver rune in front of him, the old man gave a low drink, reached out his hand, and saw the silver rune. The brilliance flashed and immediately turned into a disc-sized silver spot. Then the old man's hands were filled with countless silver lights, madly The silver flare surged.

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