Legendary Hero

The mountain wind was harsh, dead leaves were flying, and broken bones were flying everywhere. This was the scene where Luo Lin passed by.

Iona lay quietly on Rollin's back. Although there was a terrifying undead approaching rapidly behind her, she didn't feel any fear.

Because at the soul level, she has a strong support. Through the contract, she could feel that the soul of this human warrior was as calm as a lake under the autumn moon, smooth as a mirror.

"Rowling, this is the second time." Iona said softly. This is the second time he has come to save her desperately.

Luo Lin didn't answer, but Iona knew he had heard, she turned her head to look at his side face, it wasn't very handsome, but it had clear water chestnut angles, especially a pair of eyes which were the most brilliant, at this time the eyes narrowed slightly As he stared, there was radiance surging in his eyes, like the light of a sword soaked in water, cold and ice-clear, the corners of his eyes were slender and slightly slanted, and traces of radiance overflowed from the corners of his eyes, pulling out a faint silver light in the air.

"Did anyone say that you are actually very good-looking?" Iona said again, and at this time the undead behind her was less than a hundred meters away from her.

Luo Lin didn't hear it, and there was a cliff in front of him, not too high, about 50 meters high. Beyond the cliff was a plain that wasn't exactly wide, and at the end of the plain was the majestic Steel Front Fortress.

As long as he reaches the fortress, he should be considered safe. Of course, it is not absolutely safe, because after all, it is the Aoraki Kingdom, and some political incidents may happen, but compared with the undead, he always has room for maneuver.

With a vertical leap, one foot stepped on the rock at the top of the cliff. The huge condensed force continued to gyrate, and twisted folds appeared on the flat rock in an instant. The folds then erupted, causing gravel to splash and smoke and dust to rise.

The movement here has been spread far away, and it has already been sensed by the strong men in the Steel Front Fortress.

Sword Saint Edward had already boarded the city wall, and beside him stood Coron and three archmages.

Several people were looking at the keel hills thousands of meters away, so when Luo Lin appeared, they saw it immediately.

"Who is that?" Edward asked in surprise. The distance was too far, and he couldn't see the specific appearance of the other party clearly, but from that posture, he could feel an indescribable aura.

Standing on the top of the mountain, it seems that you can look down on the world.

He was sure that it wasn't an undead, because the power of anger surging in the other party was so huge, only living beings had such a blazing fire of life.

But when did such a powerful figure appear on the mainland?

At this time, an archmage had already released a water mirror technique. On the mirror, an image appeared. This person was wearing black leather armor, and his hair was brown and black, not too long. He danced wildly in the mountain wind. , carrying a person on his back, it seems to be a woman.

But these are not the key points. The person who attracts everyone's attention is covered with translucent air ripples. A large number of imposing curves emerged from this air flow, and the curves formed a vortex. Below his feet were scattered rocks, and beside him was the turbulent smoke and dust. The rocks shot out in a spiral direction, and there were also a lot of swirls and curves in the smoke.

"Such exquisite and huge power!" the archmage sighed, feeling ashamed.

"As exquisite as legendary magic!" Another great magician beside him praised at the same time.

Edward had already recognized Luo Lin, and sighed, "When I saw him half a year ago, he was still young, but now he is a peerless powerhouse!"

This kind of perfect power, he is ashamed of himself.

"This is?" asked the Archmage.

"It's the Marshal of the Silver Crusade." Coron also recognized it. The last time he saw Rolin, he knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, but he thought that the difference was not that big. Given time, he should be able to pass. Hard work makes up for this deficiency.

But now, the opponent has fully demonstrated his strength, and he can feel the huge gap between the two sides with just one glance. He has the feeling that if they fight with all their strength, he may not be able to withstand the opponent's three swords.

"But why is he here?" Another archmage asked.

No one knew, but at the next moment, what happened on the cliff had already given a part of the answer. As soon as the archmage finished speaking, a figure wrapped in thick black mist also appeared on the cliff.

As soon as he appeared, a silver radiance appeared in his hand. It was a sword with needle-like silver needles flashing on it. It pierced out of the black mist, wild and vigorous, just like the ancient times in the primordial chaos. The fangs and sharp claws of the ferocious beast wanted to destroy everything in front of it.

This kind of momentum, this kind of power, is extremely terrifying. The target of this sword is the Marshal of the Silver Crusade!

"It's the Undead Sword Master!" Edward was shocked. No wonder Luo Lin was running away. It turned out that there was such a powerful enemy behind him!

He immediately drew his saber, and was about to jump off the city wall without saying a word. The power of this undead was so huge, and his aura was so wild, Luo Lin might not be his match.

He is going to support each other.

Immediately behind him is his most proud disciple, Coron, who will also jump off the city wall and rush over.

But in the next moment, a new change appeared in the water mirror technique.

The sword of the undead sword master stabbed, Luo Lin's hand that was holding the sword suddenly clenched the cloud pattern sword tightly, and the sword was unsheathed, and a bright sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword light is so dazzling that even if you don't look at the water mirror technique, you can feel the light from the cliff on the opposite side of the city wall with your naked eyes.

As soon as this sword appeared, it met the sword of the undead at a speed that even Edward couldn't fully see clearly.

Both Edward and Coron couldn't help squinting their eyes, their forward steps stopped, their hearts were filled with horror, they asked themselves that they would never be able to launch such an attack.

In terms of strength, they may not be far behind this sword, but they can't achieve the huge momentum that opened up the world when this sword appeared.

In a flash of effort, he saw that the light of the sword had disappeared, and the sword in the hands of the Undead Sword Master was broken bit by bit. The claws and teeth of the ancient fierce beast were cut off by this epoch-making sword, and it was as sharp as possible.

The black smoke billowing 'Ominous Beast' was forced to retreat from the cliff, all the way down the cliff, from the beginning to the end, he did not stand on the cliff for more than two seconds.

Then Luo Lin was about to jump off the cliff, but just as he rushed forward a few steps, hundreds of black spots appeared in the sky behind him.

More than 50 of them attacked him on the cliff, and more than 200 were blocked between Luo Lin and Steel Front Fortress.

The face of the knife saint changed drastically: "It's a gargoyle, we must go to support him!"

He was about to jump off the city wall, but a wall of air was raised in front of him to block his way, but it was an archmage who shot.

"Marshal, be careful of the undead trap!" the archmage shouted anxiously.

They don't know the specific situation ahead. As the commander of an army, the most important duty is to guard the steel front fortress. How can they take risks?

As soon as the great mage finished speaking, everyone saw that Luo Lin on the cliff had already caught a gargoyle, and at the same time there was a flash of sword light.

In a flash of sword light, seven or eight gargoyles fell, and in the chaos, he drove the gargoyle out of the encirclement and flew towards the north where there was no interception.

A gargoyle followed behind him, and several liches followed at the same time. The undead sword master on the ground also mounted a gargoyle and followed.

In an instant, the figures of the group disappeared from the sight of everyone in Steel Front Fortress, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. In this situation, they had no choice but to support them.

"Mentor, let's dispatch the giant eagle, we can at least help him deal with those gargoyles!" Coron shouted anxiously.

Edward nodded, it was the only thing they could do. He immediately issued an order, and shortly after the order was delivered, the falconer's whistle sounded, and nearly 400 giant eagles flew out of the canyon. This was all the giant eagles that survived the last war. The disappearing direction chased after him.

"Rolin, I hope you can live." Looking at the giant eagle going away in the sky, Coron muttered in his heart. How much he wanted to ride a giant eagle to help, but unfortunately these eagles were rebellious and only obeyed the orders of the falconers.

This is also the idea of ​​everyone present.

If the commander of the Silver Crusade falls, the Mosaren Bridge is very likely to be lost in the face of the Dark Legion's offensive. This is simply a disaster for the entire continent!

this side.

Luo Lin's one hand tightly grasped the gargoyle's neck. He used the power of anger to stun the opponent's head, making the opponent fly by instinct. The other hand held a sword. As long as the gargoyle approached, he would be a flame cut.

The speed at which he released the flame slash was very fast, and his movements were extremely flexible. The gargoyle had tried to siege him three times, but he had cracked them all three times. The consequence was that another thirteen gargoyles were shot down, and the opponent was only driven by another gargoyle, and remained unscathed.

This person is too flexible, he has been avoiding the most important things and taking the lightest ones, hiding when he sees something is wrong, and never fighting recklessly, so since the battle, he has not had a single scar on his body.

Disentas and Samael followed a hundred meters behind him, and they were a little afraid to approach.

"Samael, I use magic to interfere with him, you rush up?" Disentas said.

"Wait a minute, my magic power of death hasn't recovered yet." Samael still had lingering fears about the sword just now.

He originally thought that he could beat this man, and he had 12% confidence before the fight, but in the real confrontation, the opponent's sword directly shattered all his confidence.

It is true that he is not inferior to his opponent in terms of martial arts, but with the overpowering aura that appeared with that sword, for a moment, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

A martial sage is a martial sage, his skills reach the holy realm, and his heart also reaches the holy realm. Skills can be tricked, but the cultivation of the mind cannot be easily cultivated by tricks.

So with one sword strike, Samuel retreated with the sword shattered, and suffered a huge blow to his mind.

After more than three minutes, and devouring the death magic power in the second gargoyle, Samel regained his fighting spirit and said, "Okay, I'm ready, you can cast a spell."