Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 726 Is this how the Transcendent fights?

Cyril knew that this veteran who was bound to win would never let the initiative of the battle be taken away by him.While he was spreading out his own "Wind Domain", the veteran had already waved his halberd again.

As Rowell O'Brien swung back and forth with his powerful arms, the whole body of the halberd turned into a golden red, like a flagpole that was heated.

And the flames continued to be thrown from the halberd, trying to regroup the banner woven by the flames.Cyril's wind element was pounding back and forth, trying to snuff out any flames that were trying to restart; so the fire on the flagpole was like sparks bursting out from the flint, "Bang bang!" "Bang bang!" Shine rhythmically.

Rowell O'Brien's eyes were wide open, and he took a sudden step forward. With this movement, all the muscles in his body swelled up, and the valuable armor even shattered due to this.As a result, his strong upper body was exposed, and the golden light gradually shone from his chest. The golden light became more and more intense, and the frequency was exactly the same as the dancing of the eucalyptus. Finally, it suddenly condensed into a bright spot of light, bursting out!
"Red Dragon Heart Flame!"

The veteran opened his mouth like a lion's roar, but his roar was far better than a lion's roar.Cyril has been watching the veteran's movements carefully, and before he opened his mouth, he floated to the other side, but saw that the roar turned into a real wave of air, like an air cannon shooting out of the sky, and his complacency instantly turned blue A passage was torn out in the field of the wind element, and a blank area of ​​magic power was abruptly cleared!
And before the wind element regained that blank area, the halberd in the veteran's hand finally ignited a complete flame flag. He pointed the flag forward, and the entire blank magic power passage immediately ignited golden flames. raging fire.

"it is good!"

The veteran seemed to be cheering for himself, and shouted again at the moment when the golden flame path was rekindled.He waved the halberd in his hand again and again, spreading out the golden flame, and in just three or two strokes, half of the sky turned into his own red again.

Cyril stared straight at what was happening in front of him. He didn't panic about the veteran's counterattack, and even felt a joy in his heart:

His own understanding of Transcendence is really pitiful, this power is completely different from the game world, it is like putting a butterfly knife in his hand, but he can only simply open the knife and close the knife, there is no power at all. Can't turn it around.

Spreading out the wind field, launching the [Leader], and calling out thousands of wind knights—this kind of trick is of course very powerful, but it is aimed at ordinary people whose power level is lower than the extraordinary level.

Now that he is Chaofan, how to fight Chaofan is blank.

Sneak charge, backstab, frontal sword duel like ever?Is the battle between Transcendents really that simple?
And the veteran in front of him, the empire's famous "Severe Finger" Rowell O'Brien, became his best teacher——

"So... the most basic thing in the battle between Transcendents is to fight for the control of the elements."

"It's like fighting for air supremacy, constantly shooting down the opponent's planes until only your own fighters are left in the airspace."

"If you are suppressed, you have to find a way to tear open the gap and re-expand your own elements..."

"After all, isn't it all about comparing whose magic power is more abundant?"

"It seems that the battle in the extraordinary world is not too complicated..."

Rowell Oberian was still cleaning up the wind elements spread out by the young marquis. These blue winds seemed to be ubiquitous and endless. He repeatedly drove them away with his golden flames, but they were inexhaustible——

Rowell couldn't help but secretly startled, but don't look at this is the coastal plain, it seems that the wind element is abundant, and the young Marquis has the "home field advantage", but the "Red Dragon Heart Flame" he ignited afterwards is not in vain - because This power really comes from the chest flame of a red dragon!

The power of this kind of dragon flame can have the effect of "element blockade". When he dances the halberd back and forth, he is not only driving away the wind of the young Marquis, but also blocking the support of external elements.

At this moment, his flames are about to weave into a simple cage, and the transmission of external elements to the interior will be greatly hindered, but the speed of replenishment of those wind elements has no tendency to slow down at all——

This young man, is it possible that he is a mobile storehouse of wind element magic power?

While he was in astonishment, he glanced over, only to find a strange light lit up in the eyes of the young Marquis.There was an alarm in his heart, and he subconsciously retracted the halberd in front of him, and the flame that turned into a banner immediately turned into a hard shield, blocking his chest.

And just as he finished this action, he heard a piercing tearing sound - the young marquis had already slashed at him with a sword, and the blue air blade tore open the fire curtain he had spread before, until It hit the fire shield in front of him straight!
He could hear the sound of his fire element being continuously dispelled. The air blade cut by the young Marquis was not just a simple wind, it was continuously eroding forward.Rowell O'Brien keenly sensed that after every few erosions, there would be a momentary break in his magic power control!

The time of this interruption is too short, but he can confirm that in this short moment, he has lost all ability to control magic power!

This discovery made his pupils constrict - don't forget that what he is using at the moment is "Red Dragon's Flame", which itself has the power to block elements.It's too much for this wind blade not to dissipate immediately after touching his own flame, but it actually cuts off his magic output in turn?
He couldn't help evaluating Cyril's strength in his heart again: his own extraordinary mastery has two elements, one is "fierce fire", which is the raging fire that can cover half of the sky; the other is Chilong Xinyan The derived "Red Dragon Flame" can "ban" elements to a certain extent.

But since the two officially fought against each other, whether it is the magical power represented by fierce fire or the blocking ability of Chilongyan, they have all fallen into a disadvantage in front of this young man!

What exactly are the elements of "extraordinary" mastered by this young man?
The veteran had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but then he realized in amazement that he was actually seriously assessing the strength of himself and that young man, and thus deduced the outcome of the battle——

And he has already put himself in a position lower than the opponent!
Wait a minute, where's the young man?Where is he now?
The veteran immediately calmed down and refocused on the battle in front of him.The wind blade was finally worn away under the pressure of the endless flames, and what remained in front of him was a blank area of ​​magic power, which was caused by the air blade tearing the rule of the fire element just now.

It's just that this scene seems too familiar to the veteran at the moment - the long magic path that was originally golden is in a magic void.

How similar is this to the scene where I snatched control of magic power from the opponent just now?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that from the moment the young man climbed out of the basin, all his techniques were imitating himself!
The veteran who noticed this became more and more furious. He only felt his heart burning. He was like a sika deer being played with. He could only jump back and forth in the opponent's trap——

"Glory of the Holy Dragon Flame!" The veteran's whole body was reddened by the flames. He thrust down the halberd suddenly, and the golden flames spreading all around rolled back at this moment. He voted.

He didn't intend to make any reservations anymore, no matter whether the other party really didn't know how to fight and copied his process, or he was already proficient in it and just teased him with it. At this time, Rowell O'Brien knew deeply that no matter how If it drags on, it will definitely be him who will fall into a disadvantageous situation.

The flames weaved in the air, turning into tiny scales, which quickly piled up.Long Yan blindfolded his eyes, and his consciousness was gradually transmitted to the golden dragon flame that rolled backwards. These pieces of flame dragon scales piled up and formed where he stood, and quickly condensed into a red line. The appearance of the upper body of the dragon!
"Half body red dragon!"

Using the most quintessential Chilong Heart Flame as an introduction, the upper body of the real Chilong is condensed. When this colossus is condensed, it will turn into a real "half dragon"!
By no means are those earth dragons who only inherited thin bloodlines and rely on brute force to create random creation, but the real upper-rank dragon clan, the red dragon clan that has not appeared in this civilization for hundreds of years!

Even if there is only a half-dragon, even if you can't use a complete dragon body, how can you compete with the highest level of the entire monster class, the red dragon?

But just when everything was going smoothly, his dragon eyes that had already ascended to the heights swept down, and found something wrong——

Why, the magic blank area torn out by the air blade is still there?Why has it been dyed the blue color of the wind element?

Under him, it is obviously the core area where the dragon flames gather, and it should be densely covered with fire elements. How could it be possible to let a group of wind elements remain in it?
What is even more incomprehensible is why, at this very moment, that young man was able to stand in front of his own body?

How did he get in?
And the young man who made him puzzled didn't give him any more time to question.

The free left hand was already shrinking back, and then, at a speed that his naked eyes couldn't catch, it ruthlessly hit his lower abdomen——

Rowell O'Brien only felt his body shake heavily, and then he disconnected from the half body of the red dragon he had just built.

With the blessing of Isis' feather, Cyril's physical strength has already reached the level of "Beast God Isis".If Rowell O'Brien really condensed the body of the red dragon, maybe he could still compare with the young marquis in terms of physical fitness.

But under the flame body of the red dragon, even if his body is already the best among human beings, how can it compete with the "freak"?
Don't forget the description of Cyril's skeleton at this time, the [Body of the Sacred Skeleton] belonging to the Sacred Skeleton Guardian: Tris has strict requirements on his subjects, and he shares his divine power with his followers.But the gods are not immortal. When they passed away, the scattered bones blessed by the gods gave birth to their own consciousness, and they had new missions.

With the body of the relic, you will have a brand new skeleton, maybe... it can be used to pierce the scales of the dragon?
Using the wind blade to tear open the blockade of the fire element, and then use the wind element to snatch its control, this point is indeed consistent with Rowell O'Brien's previous thinking.

But the next step is indeed something that Rowell Oberian can't do, and he can't even imagine——

[Gate of Different Dimensions]: Limited to the wind field, the pure wind will give you the power of space, and you can complete instant movement in the wind field.

Through the gate of another dimension, Cyril completed the act of teleporting to Rowell Oberian with the help of the magic passage occupied by this section of Fengyu.

And the next step is to use his "freak" body to pull this battle from the so-called "extraordinary" realm to the "mortal" realm.

The veteran was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, his consciousness had returned to his own body, and what greeted him was a fist as big as a casserole, which hit his face hard——

"Boom!"

This punch hit his side face firmly, and his head was tilted, and he even felt that his neck was about to be broken because of this punch.Before he could react, the young man punched him firmly in the abdomen again, punching another hole in the already sunken lower abdomen!

"puff!!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and Rowell O'Brien's heart was full of collapse—his body was soaked in pure dragon blood, and with the blessing of the Red Dragon Heart Flame, it was strong enough to resist the slash of an epic treasure.

But why is he so vulnerable under this young man's fist?
It's just a fist!
However, Cyril couldn't hear the collapse in his heart. He was worried about the impact of the astonishingly powerful flame on his weapon, so he didn't rush in with his sword, but focused on his body that had been blessed with strength.

Straight punches, straight punches, straight punches!

The veteran's body was supported by the flames, but he kept retreating, and when he finished gathering his strength and punched the most powerful punch, the flame barrier supporting the veteran also shattered.

In an instant, the veteran's body was like a shell that was blown away, and flew straight to the camp of the Ao San Emma people!
Cyril didn't intend to just let Rowell Oberian go. He immediately raised his hand and spread out his boundless wind island again. This time, he didn't make any concealment, and simply spread out the wind field. In an instant, the black dragon flag was cut to pieces by the wind blade under the raging wind.

"The door to another dimension!"

His breath was concentrated, his mind was flowing, and when he raised his head again, he was already in the camp of Ao Shengemma.Countless Austrian St. Emma soldiers below were looking at him in astonishment, and his gaze had already locked on the body of the veteran who had fallen in the barracks and smashed down several tents.

However, just when Cyril raised his sword and was about to strike the final blow, there was a sudden thunderstorm above his head, and a magical force with a destructive aura hit his head and face, so fast that he didn't even have time to dodge, and he was struck straight !

The moment this magic power touched his body, Cyril immediately understood where the magic power came from——

The second is extraordinary!
(End of this chapter)