I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

Chapter 687 Shadow Sword Technique

"So...so strong!"

Pfft!

After saying this, the last remaining member of the Sifeng Clan, with blood gushing from his chest, fell backward to the ground.

"Ha~!"

Having activated the second stage of [True Demon Liberation], Anno stretched out his long tongue, exhaled a breath of hot air, and then slowly turned around to look at the corpse on the ground.

"untie!"

After the [Combined] state was lifted, Anno and several Tier 8 summons separated again.

"It seems the Wind Howler Clan excels at speed!"

Anno walked to the corpse and muttered to himself, "Without Kastin's ability to enter the void, it really wouldn't have been possible to kill all the Silent Wind Gods!"

Anno is already level 43, and all his summoned creatures are also level 43.

The combined summoned creature is basically at the peak of the eighth tier.

The Siwind Gods were very strong, but they could only perish one by one when faced with Anno and a group of rogue summons.

Because of Anno's increased level, the experience points gained from killing level 8 enemies are not as high as before.

After the battle, Anno only gained 130 million/750 million experience points.

"I wonder how things are going with the Sword Saint?"

After placing the corpses of the Sifeng God Clan in the Evil King's Domain, Anuo led Xue Feibai and the others who had rushed over back to Zijinlan City.

That's right, Xue Feibai and his group of seventh-level cultivators caught up with us not long ago.

They even assisted a combined summon in killing a Windwalker.

When the group returned to Zijinlan City, they found that the soldiers in the city had already gathered in the square.

There were also many mercenaries following the soldiers.

However, since the battle between the Sword Saint and the Whirlwind was taking place above, the soldiers could only look up at them from below.

Anno pondered for a moment, then decided not to risk approaching.

If Cyclone were to unleash some powerful attack and happen to be caught by him as he flies up, that would be too unfair.

air.

Two figures, moving with lightning speed, kept crisscrossing each other.

Each time they passed each other, a crisp metallic clanging sound rang out.

As the battle dragged on, Whirlwind's heart sank.

He had actually sensed the battle taking place on Anno's side as well.

Not long ago, the eighth-order magic fluctuations disappeared one by one, but he did not receive any signals from his teammates.

This indicates that the missing eighth-order fluctuations were all his clansmen.

"What are you all good for? Ten people can't even handle one person?"

After whirlwind unleashed several wind blades to force the Sword Saint back, he muttered a curse under his breath.

A gentle breeze swept by, and suddenly Xuanfeng felt a burning pain on her right cheek.

He carefully touched his chubby face with his hand, and then touched a handful of blood.

A sword wound about five centimeters long appeared on his face.

"Was it just now?"

Whirlwind's eyes narrowed, filled with disbelief.

The ninth-tier humans in this area have combat power far exceeding that of Whirlwind.

In his opinion, with his level and class bonuses, even if he couldn't beat a level 50 peak ninth-tier player, he wouldn't be being suppressed like he is now.

"Surrender!"

Christie, sword in hand, floated to the other side of the whirlwind.

Because Christie was wearing a knight's helmet, Cyclone had no idea what the enemy under the helmet was looking at.

But he knew that the other party definitely didn't intend to let him go.

"Fine, you mere creatures of this land, you dare to make me surrender?"

Although Cyclone sensed that Christie was stronger than him, he still looked down on the latter who lived on the continent of Angomulos.

"dream!"

Whirlwind's inherent arrogance prevented him from bowing his head and admitting his mistakes.

He leaned back, his hands forming claws in front of him, and his entire body burst forth with magical power.

Christie clearly felt powerful gusts of air appearing around her.

In the blink of an eye, five green tornadoes appeared around the whirlwind.

"hehe!"

Whirlwind suddenly opened its eyes, stared at Christie, a smirk playing on its lips, and roared, "Wind! Hear my command!"

As if in response to the whirlwind, the five tornadoes converged from all sides toward the center, forming a continuous tornado around the whirlwind.

The moment the giant tornado took shape, the city of Zijinlan on the ground was devastated.

Numerous houses were destroyed, and many people were caught in the blast and torn to pieces in no time.

Blood and foam flew everywhere, staining the tornado red.

Seeing this, Christie glared at Whirlwind and roared, "You're asking for it!"

Swish!

After saying that, Christie held the longsword horizontally in front of her.

Then she closed her eyes, and with her left hand, starting from the hilt of the sword, she swept it towards the tip, and the sword was covered with a layer of red light.

"Damn woman of this land, prepare to die!"

Whirlwind's moves were almost ready. He raised the short sword in his hand, spun around in mid-air, and then threw the short sword out.

The tornado centered on the whirlwind transformed into a bird-like wind demon, attaching itself to the dagger and charging towards Christie.

The distance of several hundred meters between the two sides was covered in the blink of an eye.

The Wind Demon Beast had already opened its beak, formed from wind blades, and was pecking at Christie, who was right next to it.

But at the very last moment, Christie opened her ruby-like eyes.

"Ninth-tier sword skill [Shadow Sword Technique] - [Illusory Phantom]!"

boom!

In an instant, the sword in Christie's hand 'exploded' into countless identical phantom swords that crashed into the wind demon beast in front of her!

ding ding ding ......

For a moment, the sky was filled with the sounds of sword blades colliding and breaking against the wind demon beasts protecting the short sword.

In no time, the Wind Demon Beast was forced back dozens of meters and could not advance any further.

At that moment, Christie changed tactics again.

"[Shadow Sword Technique] - [Shattering Shadow]!"

Splash!

All the phantom swords that were split off from Christie's hands were covered in a layer of red light, instantly tearing apart the Wind Demon Beast.

The short sword inside was reduced to dust by the collision of countless phantom swords.

"What?"

Whirlwind stared wide-eyed at the scene.

He couldn't accept that his ninth-tier combat skill had been broken in just a few seconds.

This is a ninth-tier combat skill from the legendary thief!

A ninth-tier combat skill that can theoretically penetrate the defense of a ninth-tier knight in an instant!

"Who exactly is this woman?"

The moment his move was broken, Whirlwind turned around and tried to escape.

But a sound sent chills down his spine, and a cold sensation instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"[Shadow Sword Technique] - [Slash: Shadow Slayer]!"

A sword aura that seemed to slice through space instantly swept past the whirlwind's body.

Then the whirlwind's body split into two parts, upper and lower.

boom!

The severed body fell from the sky and landed right in the city square.

Blood gushing from his mouth, the whirlwind stared blankly at the knight who had landed before him, stammering, "Mere...territory...people!"

After saying that, Whirlwind tilted his head and became still.

Christie stepped on Whirlwind's corpse with her boots and observed it for a while, then took off her helmet, revealing a delicate face and a head of fiery red hair!

"People from the Earth Realm? It seems Anno was right, they really did come from the God Realm!"

Christie sheathed her sword, and seeing the bloodstains on the boots, kicked the corpse away with disgust.

She then walked toward Duke Howell, who was watching, with her helmet tucked under her arm.

Just then, Christie saw a look of fear on the faces of Duke Howell and the nearby soldiers.

Christie immediately sensed that something was wrong.

But just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly found that her body was like that of an ordinary person trapped in a swamp, unable to move.

"Mere locals!"

Whirlwind, now only his upper body remaining, was covered in blood and appeared to be insane.

He and Christie were connected by their blood.

Through his blood, he channeled the magic within him into Christie, using the [Wind Rope] to bind her!

As a master thief, he has the ability to conceal his magic for a short period of time so that Christie won't discover it.

When Cyclone was knocked away by Christie, who had just appeared, he knew he was no match for her.

For a thief, even a master thief or a knight, a head-on confrontation is the worst possible strategy!

So from the very beginning, Cyclone was prepared to feign defeat and then launch a sneak attack.

However, Cyclone underestimated Christie's strength, and her feigned death almost turned into a real one.

But at least the goal was achieved.

"Die! [Dark Strike Wind Slash]!"

Whirlwind produced a dagger and threw it toward the immobilized Christie.

Buzz!

When Christie was in danger, the longsword, which had been sheathed, trembled violently, as if it were about to leap out of its sheath.

Whoosh!

Just then, a streak of crimson light struck the whirlwind in an instant.