The Devil Inside

Today -

Gushu soil only has symbolic meaning and commemorative value.

The witch-hunting agency would occasionally invite him to its headquarters to participate in various commemorative activities, but no one ever mentioned inviting him to join.

In this era, there are no more ships that can carry rotten things.

Alan raised his hand and the sword in his hand turned into dazzling silver light, like a loud thunder. The sky and the earth suddenly became bright, and the intense light forced everyone to close their eyes.

The documents on the desk flew up and were crushed into powder in an instant.

A sharp light went straight for the throat and reached the front of the Gu Sorcerer in a moment. The Gu Sorcerer remained calm and showed agility that was not in line with his age, and barely dodged to the side.

The light was unstoppable, smashing several walls, plowing deep furrows in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion, and turning over half a hundred meters of new soil before dissipating. It was extremely powerful, but it was only the accompaniment of the Sword Ghost.

He is too experienced in dealing with spellcasters.

As long as the spellcaster is within the reach of his sword, he will be just a lamb to be slaughtered.

All tactics were prepared only for close combat, and today was particularly smooth.

Taking advantage of the Gu sorcerer's evasion, Sword Ghost Alan dodged and cut to his side. The long sword in his hand turned into a black shadow and slashed at the Gu sorcerer's chest.

At such a close distance, there was no way he could miss.

The only thing to be wary of is...

"Wow!"

The sword hasn't even reached his body yet, but changes have already occurred.

The sorcerer's body disintegrated and broke into countless small pieces. The densely packed fingernail-sized pieces were not flesh and blood, but poisonous insects.

Beetles, spiders, centipedes, a strong pungent smell filled the air, all kinds of insects exploded and scattered everywhere, but Alan remained calm.

He was prepared.

The witch doctor’s methods are unique. If you see him for the first time, you will probably be shocked and not know how to respond.

But he was too old and had seen many people's methods, and many people had also seen his methods.

Such a strange technique is refreshing and impressive.

Alan had just joined the witch hunting agency when someone had told him about the abilities of a witch doctor. Now he saw it with his own eyes.

Just a little surprise.

He swung the sword quickly, and there was a sonic boom, which instantly drained the air in front of him, forming a vacuum for a short time.

Due to the pressure difference, everything around was sucked into the vacuum by a huge gravitational force, and none of the scattered poisonous insects were spared. They returned to their original positions under the pull of gravity and squeezed into a black insect ball.

Alan had a blank expression on his face.

The skills of the sorcerer are strange and sophisticated.

When facing a fatal attack, he can break his body into poisonous insects and scatter them. As long as one insect escapes, he can reassemble his body and dodge without injury.

Unfortunately, he met Alan.

Alan drew his sword to create a vacuum and forced the scattered insect swarms together. He was ruthless and swung the sword in his hand around the black insect ball to make a sword flower. Immediately, flames burst out and roasted the poisonous insects.

At that moment, there was a mixture of crazy flapping of wings and the crackling of burning wood. The stench of burnt feathers filled the air, and the pitch-black remains were the remains of insects that had fallen off under the scorching flames.

"It's over, senior."

break!

Alan raised his sword high and slashed it, cutting the burning insect ball in half.

Black and gray filled the air and drifted away with the wind.

Alan put away his sword and stood up, a great victory!

"Young people today do have some skills."

In the corner of the room, the man in the white coat spoke.

The sword ghost glanced sideways, and the eyes in the white coat turned into a bright golden color, as cold as a snake's pupils, and the tone of his voice was also very mature, completely different from before.

He tentatively called out, "Senior? Are you not dead?"

"I have lived for hundreds of years, how could I die so easily?"

White coat ——

In other words, a green rune appeared on the sorcerer's forehead, which was very mysterious and looked like a simple flying insect.

He raised his hand and touched the rune on his forehead, saying calmly: "As you can see, I have already abandoned my body. "Physical" destruction is ineffective against me. Only a mental attack can kill me. You can try.

Can you erase my spiritual imprint?"

Sword Ghost shook his head: "No one would easily reveal their vital points. Why did you lie to me, Senior? The rune on your forehead is just a deception. The real vital point must be somewhere else."

"I never deceive the younger generation, nor do I disdain to use deception to gain an advantage. I tell you this just to be fair. My advantage is too great, so I'm giving you some inside information so that you don't have no chance of winning."

"Really? I still don't believe your words, but I will try to defeat you."

Alan turned around, his arms hanging naturally, with the tip of his sword pointing to the ground.

His tone was indifferent, and he added: "All spells have a loss effect. You can't be reborn indefinitely. If I can't kill you once or twice, then I will kill you a hundred times."

Chapter 142 #141 The Clumsy Gu Sorcerer

The Sword Ghost doesn't understand the abilities of the Gu Sorcerer, nor does he need to understand.

As long as my skills are strong enough, I am strong and my enemy is weak, and my sword can break everything, then I don’t have to care whether he is singing Qinqiang or Kunqu.

He brought the power of wind and thunder and chopped with his sword!

but·-

blocked.

The Gu Sorcerer, with a mysterious rune flashing on his forehead, raised his hand and used his Gu insect arm armor to block the silver-white sword blade. The tremendous force surged down, but the Gu Sorcerer remained motionless, like a reef.

Alan didn't think twice.

He drew his sword and turned around, slashing out more than a hundred swords in an instant. In an instant, the silver light was as bright as the sun.

In the strong light, countless shadows showed their ferocious faces and rushed towards the vital points of the sorcerer.

A black shadow is a deadly sword move.

The styles of these hundred sword moves are different and even completely different. Some are open and upright, while others are sinister, vicious and cunning. All of them have tricky angles and refined techniques, and each one can be called a "unique skill."

If a swordsman can master one of the skills in his lifetime, he can open a school to teach disciples and gain a little fame.

And Alan—

He was able to display all of them in just a breath, and every move was precise, meaningful and tangible, truly worthy of the name "Sword Ghost".

just.

Once again, all blocked.

Faced with hundreds of killing moves, the Gu Sorcerer held his breath and concentrated, without panicking at all. He countered the moves and used the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force. He only moved in a small area and actually resolved the overwhelming killing intent one by one without any damage to himself!

Even Alan was shocked.

He did not try to hide his mistake, his face was a little dull: "Really - unbelievable! Senior, the headquarters' judgment of you is not objective. My boss once talked about you, she said you were dull and stupid, but now it seems that you seem to be hiding your incompetence."

"Your boss is 'Rose Girl', right? The five-star combat specialist."

"".Yes."

The sorcerer remained calm, even his breathing remained unchanged: "What she said is absolutely correct. But you shouldn't blindly follow her judgment, especially her judgment of other engravers."

Alan held the sword upright behind him: "Why?"

"A millionaire thinks a handful of copper coins is not a lot of money, but for the poor, even a single copper coin is precious." The sorcerer smiled, "Rose Girl is a natural talent, but you are not."

"interesting."

Alan rushed forward with great force and split the sky with one sword.

Before the sword reached him, the surging sword intent had already lifted the floor. The sorcerer blocked it with his arm. The shock wave generated by the collision of the two forces overturned everything, swept in all directions, and easily destroyed the house.

The beams and tiles fell down with a loud bang, and a corner of the city lord's mansion collapsed completely.

In the rising smoke and dust, the air currents collided and stirred. Looking at the flowing smoke, one could get a glimpse of the fierce and stalemate of the battle.

Gu Shutu fought and retreated, his white coat was torn, revealing the dark armor underneath, and his eyes had a little more——

dignified.

Such intense battles have been going on for decades.

No.

This should be the first time in my life!

As the Rose Girl said, the sorcerer was dull and clumsy, and his talent was only average.

One hundred years ago, the witch hunting agency was established.

It is said that "the elite troops of ten countries were drawn together", but in fact it is just a propaganda gimmick. The Zelmon continent is an extraordinary continent, and powerful engravers are the foundation of every country.

No country will send its true pillars of the country and the cornerstones of society to this organization.

Captain-level characters, such as the Flower Sword Master, are indeed top-notch experts;

The remaining ordinary combatants are at most "city-level" engravers, top-notch masters.

Even under that standard, the sorcerers did not immediately become combatants, but merely joined as "clerks".

Is the sorcerer hiding his abilities, or is he just not interested in the limelight?

of course not!

The reason was blatant and cruel. The witchcraft of a hundred years ago was not even first-rate, let alone the top or the best.

The sorcerer knows his weaknesses, but also understands his strengths.

He never sought fancy martial arts, but instead practiced the "Engraver's Self-Defense Technique" for a hundred years.

The Engraver's self-defense technique is an extremely simple Kung Fu. Its value is to provide an entry platform for children who aspire to embark on the path of the Engraver. It only has a few simple moves, and it is more like gymnastics than Kung Fu.

After you get the hang of it, you will soon have more aggressive and lethal martial arts to choose from.

only·-

This introductory textbook compiled by a famous author is not entirely useless.

It has been streamlined to the extreme, which highlights the concept of simplicity. After a hundred years of experience, the sorcerer has mastered its use to perfection. No matter how tricky and fancy the attack of Sword Ghost Alan is, he can just chop and hit him and block it.

Alan felt puzzled.

He was a true genius. He could learn all the sword moves at a glance, whether it was the fierce slashing of the northern plateau or the deft stabbing of the Far East islands. He had dabbled in them all.

From just now till now, he has changed more than ten sword techniques into four or five styles.

What he was facing was an old machine.

Pi Gua, Pi Gua, nothing else.

Dull and clumsy, his boss was absolutely right.

But from a practical point of view, Alan felt that he was facing a tall wall painted white. It was monotonous and flawless, simple and heavy. There was no way to break through it. It was discouraging!

He was quite bored and said, "Senior, show us your real skills. Your self-defense skills can't kill anyone."

“That’s all I know.”

"I don't understand, how are you going to kill me?"

The sorcerer was very serious: "I won't consider this issue, because my life is long, I can outlast you."

"Your life is over. I am here to send you to hell."

Alan declared, shaking his head.

As a member of the headquarters, he is very familiar with combat and is good at interpreting the battle situation.

The previous fierce attack could not be defended by "technology" alone. The fact that Gu Shutu had been fighting for so long and had not shown any signs of defeat showed that his physical fitness was also quite good.

The body that the sorcerer is in now is not his own body. It was taken away by force by transferring his consciousness through runes.