The light of the sword was like a ripple of water, rippling out silently.
Jiang Li's figure was as fast as the wind, blowing towards his face, but he could never be caught.
He kept waving his knife in the crowd of Mors. No matter how the Mors around him gathered and surrounded him, he was like a slippery fish, easily tearing apart the encirclement!
The advantage in numbers becomes meaningless in front of him!
If someone who understands military strategy is here, they will be able to find the clues.
He was not 1 vs. 100, but he repeated the 1 vs. 1 tactic a hundred times with a maneuver so powerful that it was jaw-dropping!
If Yao Lan is the king of the sky, then Jiang Li is the emperor of the earth!
In comparison, it is actually much harder to reach Jiang Li's level than to reach Yao Lan's level.
Because people in the sky can naturally control the whole scene, but when they are surrounded, they not only need strong maneuverability, but also the ice-cold observation ability to control the entire battle situation in their hearts like God's perspective!
Just like now.
"This can't go on like this!"
Although Jiang Li was killing everyone in the crowd of Mors, he still kept his eyes on the entire scene, paying special attention to the situation at the city gate.
"There are so many Morses. Not only are they constantly being born, but they are also coming from all directions. The one with the greatest pressure in Norwich is the East Gate!"
The east gate faces the sea!
After the great disaster broke out, there were the most Mors along the coast!
At a glance, at least over a thousand Mors are slowly creeping towards this side!
A thousand Mors, even if Jiang Li stood still and let Jiang Li chop them, it would take a long time to chop them.
And when he and Muramasa were the only ones guarding the gate, one or two directions would be missed anyway, causing dozens of Mors to gather at the city gate.
Jiang Li struck out with his sword.
The ingenious force was hidden like a triple wave, and instead of splitting a Morse, it flew away.
The smashed Mors hit the dense swarm of Mors, and the force exploded like a bomb, blowing up the entire swarm of Mors.
Seeing a bunch of Mors gathered at the city gate, Jiang Li immediately turned around and returned to defense.
Before the city gates were opened, the Mors were slaughtered like melons and vegetables.
"Sorry, I was held up for a while!"
It wasn't until Jiang Li killed dozens of Mors that Muramasa rushed back after a long journey.
He was breathing heavily, and the red clothes on his body were damaged in several places.
Muramasa's mobility is far inferior to Jiang Li's, and Morse's strength is not much weaker either. Once he is surrounded, he will inevitably fall into a hard fight and it will take some time to break through the encirclement.
"How much magic do you have left?"
He swung the knife behind him with his backhand, and the space-fractured mirror reappeared in mid-air, killing all the Mors who were chasing him.
"Full."
"?!"
Muramasa stared at him in disbelief.
"Is it possible that you have been fighting with your body?"
"Yes, is it difficult?"
Jiang Li instead looked at him in confusion.
Muramasa stopped talking.
If it's difficult to say something at this time, wouldn't it make you look bad?
"This pervert!"
But thinking about this impressive record, Muramasa still cursed.
He is a swordsmith, not a swordsman. Although he has some spiritual foundations from the gods sewn into his body, he cannot use only his miraculous swordsmanship to fight against the enemy like Jiang Li. Every time he swings the sword that cuts through space, he consumes a lot of energy.
magic.
Maybe it was not unfair at all when we lost to this guy in Camelot.
The gap in all aspects seems to be not that big!
"Although it's hard to say it, I only have half of my magic power left!"
Muramasa's face became solemn, his expression more solemn than ever before.
"What are the goblins in the city doing? Don't they have any support? Maybe we have all underestimated this catastrophe!"
It has been twenty minutes since the battle began.
Continuously waving the magic sword, half of the magic power in Muramasa's body has been lost!
This is the most difficult thing for heroic spirits.
If he were a living person, he could force himself to squeeze out more magic power from his body with his tenacious will, but the heroic spirit did not have that kind of ability.
For them, running out of magic power means they are doomed!
Not to mention fighting, even one's own body will become unsustainable!
Murata was a servant summoned by the Alien God, and there was no way to provide him with magic power across the Lost Belt. He had been fighting with his own magic power, and at most he could borrow magic power from Guda.
But Gudazi’s magic power was not much to begin with. During the great disaster, magic power was allocated to Tristan and the others. The magic power given to him was very little and he could not survive at all!
In another twenty minutes, if all the magic power is exhausted, Muramasa will die here!
"Is it difficult for you to fight only with your physical body?"
Jiang Li had a cute expression on his face.
What he said made Muramasa's face darken.
"Let's get down to business, that's enough for you!"
Why doesn't this hanging man open any pot?
No matter the time or occasion!
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business."
Jiang Li chuckled.
"In that case, let's change our tactics!"
"Do you have an idea?"
Muramasa's eyes lit up.
"Look at me!"
Jiang Li had a thought.
The spiritual equipment in his hand turned into a dark magic sword in a moment.
“Click, click, click—!”
Both swords were swung at the same time.
Endless cold current surged from the sword, and while the temperature dropped suddenly, Jiang Li also created a passage in front of the city gate.
The roads on both sides are blocked. If you want to enter the city, you can only break through this ice passage.
Morse had no wisdom, so when he saw that the road was blocked, he instinctively gathered from the entrance of the ice passage and lined up to rush in.
"Bear!!"
The Demon Sword of Ice was stuck on the ground. Jiang Li took out his spiritual equipment again, this time it became Crozzo's Demon Sword.
Raging flames were released from the sword, and the roaring scarlet flames turned into deadly flame snakes, covering all the Mors that poured in from the passage!
All in one pot!
"This is cool!"
Muramasa immediately became excited and rubbed his hands in anticipation.
"Any more? Give me two!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two Crozo magic swords were thrown over.
"Remember not to use up all your magic power, otherwise I will be the unlucky one!"
"Huh? This sword actually has its own magic power? It doesn't need to consume its own magic power. It can automatically release flames by inducing the power of the sword? How can there be such an unreasonable magic sword? It is really a strange kind!"
As soon as he got the magic sword, Muramasa couldn't help but look at it carefully.
Seeing that happy expression, I almost melted the sword on the spot and studied it thoroughly.
"It's time to get down to business, that's enough for you!"
Jiang Li turned around and glared at him.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, I have an occupational disease."
Only then did Muramasa come to his senses, his old face turned red, and he quickly raised his magic sword and struck him!
If the ice passage is destroyed, it will be redone. Groups of Mors will line up from outside the passage to send them in, making it much easier to fight.
However, as the magic power in the magic sword became less and less, Jiang Li's expression gradually became far-fetched.
"It's bad! In the city, in the city... Morse appears!"
At this moment, a hysterical scream came from the city wall.
"What?!"
The two of them turned around at the same time and looked into the city with wide eyes.