Chapter 139: Ghost Slash Onikeri

Moline's flames were a nightmare for those wooden ladders. In a flash, he lit several ladders with his flames.
The crimson flames were Morin's soldiers. They climbed up the cloud ladder frantically, igniting the aggressor while burning the cloud ladder.
The collapsed cloud ladder and the falling soldiers crashed into the cloud ladder next to each other while falling in midair. This almost formed a domino effect. Soon, the cloud ladder on the side of Morin was mostly destroyed.
Between Molin's destruction of these ladders, although the soldiers also attacked Molin from time to time, they could not cause substantial harm to him, but instead killed themselves in the flames of death, which made these soldiers completely give up on Molin. Offensive.
Mo Lin thought that he could continue to destroy in this unscrupulous way, but at this moment a roar sounded from behind the team:
"You cowardly waste, let me go!"
With this explosion, I saw a blood-red figure rushing towards Morin.
Morin saw the red shadow magnify in his pupils, and as his body moved to one side, the hands and feet on one side also radiated impact flames.
It was almost instantaneously, under the impact of the flame, Morin turned into a phantom and moved out about 30 yards.
Mo Lin just moved sideways, and the red shadow arrived soon. The weapon in his hand quickly hit the ground. In a burst of roar and vibration, countless gravel splashed around the red shadow body, almost covering him up.
This attack failed, which really surprised the attacker.
The orc from the "rush" held a machete longer than Morin. In the middle of the gleaming blade, there was a blood-red rune, and the cloak behind this orc It is a strange red mist.
"Ah, it's Lord Ghostcutter," an enemy orc soldier near Moline exclaimed, "Master Ghostcutter is here, and the crisis here is resolved!"
"Yeah," another orc soldier said, "Adult Ghost Slash is a senior warrior, and his special abilities make him several times stronger than ordinary senior warriors."
The soldiers seemed extremely admired for the "ghost cut", but they were interrupted by the "ghost cut" just after a few words. He shouted: "A bunch of waste, I don't need you to introduce me!"
With that said, this strange warrior came to Moline with a giant blade in his hand and said, "I am one of the eight "ghost fog fighters" under the high priest of the Saglong clan of the evil fire clan. My name is Onikry. Mankind, quote your first name and last name, and the unnamed ghost will not die under my sword."
Morin stared at the orcs with glowing black and red eyes, and said coldly, "My name is Morin, and I hope this name can be your nightmare!"
"Hahaha" Onikeri laughed a few times and said, "So you are the human who escaped from the high priest. This time I saw the treasure. Go back with your head, and the high priest will definitely reward him. mine."
While listening to the orc’s words, Morin watched the situation in front of him. When he saw that the fortress wall of Gadra was almost falling behind, it was no longer a time to stick his teeth and said to Onikeri:
If you want to get a reward, It also depends on your strength. Let's talk less, let's fight!"
"Since you are in a hurry to die, let me quickly get you!" Onikeri finished, dragging the sword with his right hand and rushed towards Morin.
Morin saw that Onikeri's war knife dragged on the ground and splashed countless sparks, while his black cloak was in the red mist.
"This man must have a different method than ordinary soldiers," Morin thought, and quickly backed away. "I must be extremely careful. After I got all his information, I killed him in one fell swoop."
"call!"
Molin, who was retreating, waved his right hand, and a burst of flame shot out of the air. At the sight of Onikeri, the speed did not slow down at all, but he reached for the corner of the cloak and blocked the flame.
The flame hit the misty cloak. Although the flame dimmed immediately, it did not extinguish immediately.
"Huh!" Onikeri was surprised when he saw the situation, and was busy urging his anger. The red mist of the cloak suddenly won, and the flame was engulfed.
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But even so, there was still a hollow of flame burning above his cloak.
"Damn fellow, dare to damage the baby cloak that the high priest has given me!" Onikri roared, and his sword also slammed into the wind, and slammed into Morin fiercely.
Morin saw the red runes flashing on the blade of the war blade, and at the same time as the blade fell, a fiery flame came out of the blade. Morin escaped the blow on one side, then moved sensitively and came to the side of Onikeri.
The flames constantly flashed between Moline's hands, and turned into a blaze of fire to hit Onikeri, but with his cloak, Onikeri made the Moline's flame dissipate invisible.
"Hahaha" Onikeri laughed wildly, "This cloak given to me by the high priest is immune to magic. As a magician, how can you fight me? It's bad luck to meet me today!"
"Immune to magic?" Morin thought, "I don't think so. If I were really immune, why would I burn such a hole at first?"
Morin's guess is naturally correct. The so-called immune magic of this cloak is only within certain limits. If it encounters great power magic, it cannot be defended.
Despite this, Mo Lin still has no good way to deal with this warrior. Although his own strength has improved, but when encountering this kind of guy with special equipment, it is still a bit difficult to fight.
Not to mention, this guy is still a senior soldier.
However, Mo Lin's agile body style, plus he can quickly accelerate through the flames, which really makes Onikeri unable to attack Mo Lin. He just has ten thousand pounds of strength, but if he can't beat his opponent, then this ten thousand pounds of strength is equal to zero.
So at this time, Onikeri was also very irritable.
Under that irritable mood, Onikeri shouted violently, his body immediately rose by a third, and the red eyes of his eyes burst out.
At first sight, Morin was in a bad situation. After many battles, he already knew what the orc had done.
The advanced warriors already have the ability to cast "Bloodthirst", and the "Bloodthirsty" inspired by their own anger has a better magic effect for pizza priests.
Onikeri kept roaring, and his roar was like a real sharp blade, causing the earth around him to shoot up stones.
Just after the roar of the orc warrior, Morin saw that he was rushing towards himself like an irrational madman.
In this process, under the influence of his cloak, his body turned into an illusion, and his war knife gradually shone with dazzling light.
Morin saw that Onikeri's blow was certainly like a storm, and he didn't think about how to deal with it.
Just at this moment of hesitation, Onikeri had already come to Moline. At this time, the light on his war sword had already been maximized, and then he held the war sword with both hands, and his body began to rotate.
A dazzling white light is also mixed with the shadow of red flames. The rotating brilliance forms a gorgeous vortex of light, which almost encloses Moline.
Morin felt that the surrounding air driven by the whirlwind of the blade was like a knife, and there was a pain of cutting when it was scraped on the skin. If it was really hit by such an attack, then he would definitely become a pile of rotten meat. .
Thinking of this, Mo Lin no longer hesitated, immediately launched the impact of flames, and quickly flew into the air.
Just a moment Mo Lin flew, the sharp blade whirlwind came to the place where Mo Lin originally stood.
After the sharp blade whirlwind, Onikeri saw that Moline had disappeared, and when he looked up, Moline was held in the midair by the four pillars of fire struck downward.
The warrior in the bloodthirsty state is a little fuzzy. Although Onikeri is extremely angry, he can only vent with constant roar.
Mo Linfei looked at Onikeri like a trapped beast in the air and smiled and said, "I can't beat you on the ground, then I will attack you in the air!"