During the confrontation between the 83 regiment leaders
Staring at the ten-foot-long blue-purple vindictive blade that was constantly advancing towards him, Ruosiluo shook his fluffy golden hair and curled his lips in disdain, then raised up his more than 30 kilograms of black indigo-edged vindictiveness in his hand.
The silver spear was aimed at the middle of the blue-purple fighting spirit blade that was flying towards him, so he had to fight harder! The black shadow of the sixth-grade Dark Sky Leopard stood above Ruosiluo with his teeth and claws spread out, and his face also showed a touch of disdain.
With Ruosiluo's nonchalant look, black fighting energy suddenly surged out in the air. If you look closely, you can find that this little bit of black fighting energy smoke actually flows out from the tip of the silver spear. It's not just
It is flowing, and the black smoke of fighting spirit follows the vigorous piercing of Ruosiluo's silver spear. Under the action of the air flow, a somewhat sparse black cage shield extends from the tip of the spear, and then the black cage shield follows the silver spear.
The sharp thrust of the tip of the spear suddenly turned into an extremely powerful lion. The black vindictive lion charged forward fiercely with an indomitable attitude, and then the black vindictive lion finally fought with the dozen flying ones.
The ten-foot-long blue-purple vindictive blades met in the air!
There was no simple collision. The black vindictive lion condensed from vindictiveness twisted its head to the side and bit into the ten-foot-long blue-purple vindictive blade, as if the blue-purple vindictive blade was its food.
Normally, no one can snatch food from a lion's mouth. The astonishing aura exuded by the black fighting spirit is sending out its silent warning to everything around it, even the stones and trees, with its eyes that can intimidate everything.
.If you take a peek from the gap in the black fighting spirit, you can find that this sudden twisting and biting attack was just a slight side move of the spear in Ruosiluo's hand.
Huang-level intermediate fighting skills can be so powerful when used by the Soul King!
Even though the black vindictive lion bared its teeth and claws and kept biting, it still couldn't easily bite off the blue-purple vindictive blade with a silver snake that was more than ten feet long. It clearly knew that "the autumn sword cuts off the water and the water flows again" but it still wanted to bite.
How can a sword that cuts off water be easily broken? Long Zhan's yellow-intermediate fighting skills demonstrate this unquestionable belief.
The fighting between the two sides continued for a long time under such a collision. The strong air convection stirred up on the field made the surrounding tall trees and even low shrubs appear to be swaying, and even the slightly smaller stones were shaking.
The ground is constantly running around, and scenes of flying sand and rocks are constantly being staged. The showdown between strong men, even this momentum is so powerful. The members of the ordinary mercenary group, whether they are members of the Chameleon mercenary group or the Skybreaking mercenaries
One side of the regiment had withdrawn from the sidelines early. This kind of battle between strong men was not something that unknown people like them could intervene casually. They still had this kind of self-awareness.
After the strong air convection continued for a while, the blue-purple and black fighting spirit finally disappeared from the field, and then two tall figures finally reappeared in a sunken soil with a radius of two meters - one holding a heavy knife.
The green-haired Long Zhan, and the blond-haired Ruosiluo holding a silver spear. The two people with two hair colors, one green and one gold, are particularly conspicuous in the forest of monsters with swaying trees. However, whether it is Long Zhan or Ruosiluo,
Luo, but in their eyes, they only have an opponent who is breathing heavily. A duel between strong men can always be decided by a simple move. Both of them know this very well. Despite this, the strong and uncontrollable
The desire to win still keeps the passion in their hearts alive. Although the hope is slim, they still want to see their opponents defeated. This is also a strong mentality, even for Long who advocates a low profile.
The same goes for war.
"Be low-key. Look at how we made the trees in this forest stagger. What does it look like?" Glancing at the surrounding environment with the corner of his eye, Long Zhizhi frowned and then said in a deep voice, but
All he got was a roll of eyes from Ruosiluo.
What's going on now, how can anyone still care about this kind of thing?
After letting out a little breath of bad breath, Ruosiluo raised the silver spear in his hand, and then he attacked Long Zhan again. Long Zhan opened his mouth and sighed, and raised the heavy knife in his right hand to attack Ruosiluo again. A strong blow
The momentum spread out around the forest again, and the blue-purple fighting spirit and the black fighting spirit continued to clash again, but only the gravel, fallen leaves, panicked low sounds of various birds, beasts and insects were left in the area.
Wave after wave of dust floating under the pale moonlight...
The night was getting darker, and on the other side of the Warcraft Forest, Hong Jianghe, a key member of the Skybreaking Mercenary Group, and Lawton, one of the top five members of the Chameleon Mercenary Group, known as "Bear Clay Doll", were fighting.
At this time, Hong Jianghe was blowing his brown beard on his chin, holding up a large silver ax and breathing heavily, looking very helpless. Ever since he fell behind in the last Xuan-level primary fighting skill competition with Lawton,
He kept being beaten by Lao Dun, and he felt extremely depressed. Originally, he and the tall and thin Lao Dun were only about the same strength. It was because of the disadvantage he suffered last time that his momentum weakened.
The rhythm was involuntarily handed over to Lao Dun's hands.
Originally, battles between fighters of equal strength are very focused on momentum. If it weakens again and again, it will be exhausted. This is an established fighting principle. Once the momentum is released, the initiative in the battle will be lost, and one will be at a disadvantage.
It was a natural thing. Even so, Hong Jianghe still wanted to recover. This was Hong Jianghe's competitive temperament, but he didn't want to take advantage of it and hit him fiercely. This led to
The current situation was like this. Although the two sides were of equal physical strength, the passive side would be more easily fatigued. Hong Jianghe also knew that, despite this, he was still fooled. It is conceivable that Lao Dun's provoking method is definitely not at the level of a novice.
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Holding the thin short stick in his hand, Lawton tilted up his big nose that was somewhat similar to a bear's nose and gasped and smiled proudly. The slightly hunched waist became more obvious with the rhythm of his breathing, and the long orange
The coat was also wet with sweat and clung to his body, making Lao Dun's thin body look even more ferocious. Despite this, Lao Dun didn't care about these trivial matters at this time, because the joy of being about to win could bring him the most.
His little inferiority complex was diluted and diluted.
He gently stepped on a soft pebble on the ground, stared at Hong Jianghe's embarrassed appearance, and said with a ferocious smile: "Hong Jianghe, Mr. Hong, what kind of mood does it feel like to be about to lose? Say it, haha, say it.
Huh?" His proud look made Hong Jianghe's unwilling heart twitch violently.
Despite this, Hong Jianghe still pretended to be calm, and said with a chuckle: "Are we going to be mature? Who is going to be mature? I, Hong Jianghe, have no interest in human flesh." Hong Jianghe couldn't help but pretend, this scene would have been terrible if Hong Jianghe
If Jiang He surrenders, then Hong Jianghe will definitely lose in the end. Even if it is just for the slight possibility of launching a counterattack, Hong Jianghe must pretend, because he is a key member of the Breaking Sky Mercenary Group!
Lawton was obviously stunned for several seconds by Hong Jianghe's sudden cold joke, and his words were suddenly choked. With this suffocation, Lawton's momentum suddenly dropped, which made Lawton couldn't help but feel a smoldering fire in his heart.
"What's going on? Could it be that Hong Jianghe still has some trump cards that he hasn't revealed just to lure me out?" Laoden was suspicious, and his slightly hunched back suddenly became even more curved. Laoden couldn't help but be careless, as he was also not careful when dealing with Hong Jianghe.
It's not a matter of a day or two. He knows that Hong Jianghe, a big man with long brown hair and a beard, is full of bad things. If he is not careful, he will fall into his trap. He doesn't want to win in this rare opportunity.
At that moment, Hong Jianghe suddenly made a ruthless reversal.
Lao Dun's suspicious expression immediately made Hong Jianghe breathe a sigh of relief. Even so, Hong Jianghe did not dare to reveal the slightest flaw in this empty city plan, otherwise the words he tried so hard to come up with to deceive Lao Dun would have no meaning.
Already.
What does a strong man who is not strong enough need in addition to strong fighting skills to win? The smart Hong Jianghe stroked his brown beard and calmly gave the eternal answer he knew in his heart - know how to fool others.
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Deceiving the strong is definitely not a kingly way, it is an evil way! Only relatively weak people will learn this seemingly meaningless skill. However, in Hong Jianghe's view, it doesn't matter whether a black cat or a white cat catches mice, it is a good cat.
He will do whatever it takes to win! It is from this moment that Hong Jianghe's nonsense bombards Lawton's suspicious little head!
"I have no strength to move anymore. What's wrong, why don't you come over quickly and give me the final blow?" Hong Jianghe said feebly, and then his left foot seemed to move a few centimeters to the left unconsciously. Although it was only a small
Details, but Lawton immediately saw this "fatal" flaw - this bastard said he didn't have the strength to fight again, but his left foot was still moving!
Seeing that Lao Dun didn't come near, Hong Jianghe laughed secretly in his heart, but pretended to be serious and sighed: "Oh... I won't fight if I don't want to fight, everyone is tired. We are all old men, why should we fight? This
A war is meaningless in the first place. It is about fighting and killing. In fact, it is not just some boring little onions chattering in the dark and making some messy little moves! If there is still a war, the worst is to kill everyone and sell salted duck eggs together...