The large number of strange snakes that appeared on the island were summoned by Lancelot using ancient secret techniques. This was the ability that Dagun and this arm gave him. Lancelot now wrote down dozens of secret techniques taught by Dagun in his mind, including summoning the strange snake and strengthening the body he is now using. These are gifts from the God of Death, which are extremely burdensome to the body when used. However, Lancelot was completely addicted to this mysterious and powerful force, and he firmly believed that since he was the servant chosen by Dagun, it would definitely not let him die easily. As long as he completed his order, Dagun would definitely give himself more... more things.

"It was bounced back." Luo Jia looked at the sword in his hand in surprise. He was extremely confident in his swordsmanship. This sword was brought out from the Secret Land, forged by the world master of the Secret Land. It is a rare magic weapon in the world, but just now it was impossible to penetrate the opponent's skin...

"Roga." Liurik reminded from the side: "I have a way to deal with him, if you can suppress him and let me get closer."

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. I've seen such an opponent for the first time since I left the Secret Land, so I can only try my best." Luo Jia looked puzzled, but he still said that he would do his best.

Lancelot breathed heavily and created a circle of fog around his body. His body temperature was rising rapidly. His whole body was like a burning fire. His scales were covered with a film. Like the skin of those strange snakes, this film could make him immune to the damage of light thought strikes. However, due to layers of protection, it was difficult for the heat in his body to be lost. This transformation state was like turning the engine to the extreme overload, which could only last for a short period of time. If it was timed out, he would be injured due to overload and he had to end the battle in a short time...

"Huh!" Lancelot spit out a stream of heat, and the mist was shattered by his figure before it had dissipated. He sprinted with all his strength on all fours, and the two new arms that emerged from the ribs held the two swords.

"Here..." Luo Jia swung a sharp knife, and the powerful wind blade surrounded him and Liurik, as if forming an invisible barrier. Lancelot's rapidly moving figure turned into a blue-black line. He had no worries and directly hit the barrier head-on.

The rotating wind blade hit the opponent's scales, splashing out a layer of dazzling sparks, but it was obviously unable to penetrate his protection. Lancelot's two swords came out at the same time, crossing and twisting like a scorpion's claw pliers. Luo Jia's long sword held the opponent's attack from the middle and used his skill to remove the power. The opponent's strength was stronger than himself, and Luo Jia could only choose the competition skills.

However, what he did not expect was that the sword composed of tentacles in Lancelot's hand suddenly dispersed and turned into ropes to tie his knife tightly. In an instant, Lancelot changed the movement of his hand, and the long sword that had originally pierced out turned and cut it back like a sickle.

"Ring of Transfer!" Liurik activated his ability to pull Roga back from a distance, allowing Lancelot to hit the ground with one blow.

"Thank you..." Luo Jia nodded slightly. Unexpectedly, apart from his power, the swordsmanship of this faceless leader was no less than that of himself. His negligence almost made him fall into a desperate situation.

"How many times do you have to play a trick like you?" Lancelot let out a hoarse roar, and the long sword in his hand slashed out diagonally, waving a violent sword wind. Luo Jia did not dodge and avoided it. The moment he jumped into the air, a stream of energy rushed over, and the dark purple light illuminated his face and everything around him.

Lancelot held the sword in both hands, and his other hands cracked open at the same time like a fire dragon's mouth, spewing a scorching breath. Roga was in the air and had nowhere to hide. He glanced at Liurik and suggested that he would not have to take action. The long sword in his hand swung around, made a head-wrapped starting move, and then slashed out against the flow of energy.

"Secret Sword Technique! Empty Slash!"

The purple torrent in front of Roga broke through. He accurately cut the fragile point in the enemy's moves, like hitting the weakest gap on the rock. The sword intent kept rushing out towards the front, breaking everything in front of him in half. Roga's sword technique was like a water flow, which was smooth and smooth under normal circumstances, but the power bursting was as fierce as a waterfall torrent. Lancelot had been slashed by a sword before he could react.

This is exactly the trick Luo Jia used in the Hanging City. That time he cut off the thunder clouds gathered by the Van Helsing doll with one sword, and this time he used more power and increased a lot of power.

The blue-black monster's body was cut from the middle with a sword, and it was almost cut into two pieces from the left shoulder to the abdomen, leaving only a little bit of flesh and blood connected. Lancelot whispered something, and then saw layers of black granulation appearing from his body, and the granulation like tentacles connected to each other, pulling his body together for any quick suture, and repairing it to its original state in a few seconds.

After the sword intent penetrated his body, it stretched far back. Luo Jia's sword broke through the large forest behind the battlefield. The giant trees were broken into the middle, and the incision was extremely smooth. There was nothing but a gully on the ground that was passed by the sword intent. Even the fallen leaves were blown to both sides by the strong wind, like a transparent wall separating the earth.

Needless to say, Luo Jia's flaw was deliberately sold to him. Although his physical fitness is not as good as Lancelot, the sword technique he has practiced in the Secret Land is not a bluff. Although the enemy's regeneration ability is very strong, it at least caused an effective blow, which is good news.

"As long as I use all my strength, I can still break his protection." Roga whispered to Rurik, "I will try to cut his hands and feet in the next blow, and you can seize the opportunity."

"As long as you get close to me, you will have a chance." Liurik flew out a ring and put it on Roga's long sword. As long as Roga could approach Lancelot, he could transfer himself in an instant.

"Secret Sword Technique... Fenglao." Luo Jia waved a sword under his feet, and the sword intent that spread out enveloped him. His sword Technique was better at defense than attack, and used the enemy's offensive flaws to counterattack. Unfortunately, the strange scales on the opponent's body were very troublesome. Although the attack was effective with all his strength, he did not have the terrible regeneration ability of the Faceless Leader. Even if both sides suffered losses in the end, he was the one who suffered losses. So he simply handed over the attack task to Liurik, and he was only responsible for suppressing it.

Rogabu put a layer of protective sword energy like a barrier around him. Lancelot tentatively approached them but hit the edge of the protection. Roga did not move anyway, but Lancelot staggered, and an attack from somewhere continued to hit his legs, causing layers of ripples to spread on the scales on his body.

This attack was not strong, but Lancelot immediately retreated, which was a trap... He saw this strange layer of protection running. As we all know, there are only three modes of light thought running, straight lines, curves and spirals. This guard ring runs in a spiral manner, surrounding Roga's side and constantly accelerating like an eye of a typhoon. Any enemy entering will continue to be attacked. If he rushes in, he will immediately narrow the guard ring and turn the shield used to defend into a net. Maybe it will not be able to threaten himself, but it is enough to create opportunities for Rurik.

If that's the case... in fact, he himself couldn't leave this area. Lancelot grinned and showed an evil smile, and the rows of sharp teeth in his mouth shone with a cold light like shark teeth.

"Your form won't last long, right?" Luo Jia said sarcastically, "You wanted to fight quickly at the beginning, right? If you want to delay time, I'm happy to accompany you."

"Drag the time, no, no, I will send you to hell right away." Lancelot's hands folded, and a black mark appeared in his hand. Luo Jia smelled an extremely deep and cold breath, as if it was from hell. He had never seen such a strange thought wave anywhere.

After the mark was activated, it quickly expanded into a circular door. A group of monster snakes were summoned from the portal in front of Lancelot. This time there were hundreds of them, and they were still summoned from the door.

"What?" Although Liurik knew that these strange things were made by him, he didn't expect that he could summon so many of them anytime and anywhere.

"Stay..." Luo Jia waved his sword and drew a circle under his feet, strengthening the power of the invisible vortex. Countless strange snakes hit the wind wall one after another. Although their bodies could refract some of the light damage, they were still smashed on the edge of the circle. As long as a few could rush in, they were cut into several segments without crawling a few meters away.
Chapter completed!