Brooke said: "We have many magicians, so we should be able to deal with this guy."
While they were talking, the three slow-moving magician groups finally arrived at the scene, surrounding the surrounding streets tightly and chanting spells.
I saw thousands of magical rays of light shining in mid-air, including wind blades, fireballs, fire pillars, lightsabers, rolling stones and other countless magical attacks, all of which were frantically bombarding the Blood Sword Master.
The attack power of the three magician groups with a total of 3,000 magicians is enough to fight against a strong man at the beginning of the holy level. However, the cultivation level of the crazy blood sword master has already entered the middle level of the holy level, and his power is far greater than that of the three magicians.
above the group.
The blade storm gradually stopped rotating, and was surrounded by a sea of blood piled up by corpses. Blood flowed all over the ground, almost submerged to the knees, and countless broken corpses were floating in it.
At this time, it saw countless magic bombardments, shouted loudly, and suddenly turned into six sword shadow clones.
The six clones stood in a small circle, slashed out the blood-red heavy sword in their hands, and smashed the magic attack in front of them into pieces.
Mu Bai and others stood aside and watched the battle from a distance.
The magician group and the Bloody Sword Master fell into a brief stalemate. The entire building near the Marshal's Mansion was almost destroyed by countless magical blasts. No one came near there, but such a dense magic bombardment, even the crazy buildings were destroyed.
Not even a single hair on the Blood Sword Saint's body was hurt.
Mu Bai felt an inexplicable nervousness in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. The Blood Sword Master seemed to still have some strength, but why didn't he take the initiative to attack those magicians? Or...
"Run!"
Mu Bai's expression suddenly changed, and without saying a word, he took Jian Wuhui and Ying's hands, turned around and ran away.
"Where are you taking us?" Jian Wuhui asked in confusion.
Mu Bai said: "If we don't run away, we will all die there!"
Running all the way for nearly a kilometer.
A suffocating cold air suddenly came from the bottom of Mu Bai's heart. He was shocked to find that he had almost lost the ability to move, and his steps stopped uncontrollably.
Jian Wuhui and Ying were in the same situation as Mu Bai. The three of them stopped running and turned around to look back.
I saw an arrogant figure standing upright in the air, pointing the sword in his hand towards the sky, condensing a terrifying sword energy a hundred meters long, and the golden light emitted by the sword energy shone across the entire sky.