Ten thousand years is really too long - the blood elves said.
All eyes were wide open at this moment.
With the support of Fei Luo, the first Moorish blood elf mage was walking step by step through the obsidian bridge naturally formed on the Gibraltar River, and walked towards the huge blood-colored banners piled up by a large group of blood elves.
Whether this battle needs to be fought again will largely depend on whether Master Moore is willing to keep his word.
Fei Luo, naked and with a strong upper body, carrying a white cloth flag on his shoulders, accompanied the Moorish mage to the opposite place where the army stood, without looking back.
Fei Luo is actually not fat. He exposes his rock-solid muscles, and his body is covered with shocking scars criss-crossed like pine root knots. On the waistband of his trousers, a copper-tipped cowhide belt with a palm width is used to restrain seven long gold-steel knives.
These seven knives were provided by the Mammoth Heavy Cavalry, so at last they did not have any knives to use on the spot.
Although the Mammoth Blade Saint's back is rough, it is as clean as a piece of white paper. Apart from the newly shaved stubble, there is not a single scar on it. Moorish soldiers with some common sense should know that the man in front of him is carrying a white flag.
The enemy has never had the habit of turning his back on the enemy and running away. The wounds on his body were all caused by facing the enemy head-on.
Fei Luo insisted on being naked from the waist down. Firmly convinced of his superior martial arts skills, he even refused the "Death Lord's Shield" that the lord asked the nun to provide him.
According to him, this is called psychological warfare! It doesn’t matter whether you fight or not, just make the opponent shorter first.
Fei Luo thinks that he has a good figure. As for the scars on his body, he probably cut them himself. Fei Luo is very vain. In the past, when he didn't have a stick to beat him, he always asked the cook to put it on his pants when slaughtering the beast.
There was blood dripping on it.
His idea had a good effect. Whether on the surface or underground, warriors as majestic as the Mammoth Hercules are extremely rare. A warrior covered in glory is even rarer. A tall tree attracts the wind. Such warriors are often disabled on the battlefield.
The highest rate. Most of the warriors in the Moorish army could hardly believe that there was someone in this world who could be as tall and strong as the King of the Hill, the Giant Typhon. The closer they got to this warrior, each Gray
The dwarf warriors and Moore had the illusion that they were looking up to Gao Tong.
Fei Luo, who is wearing a seven-handled Vajra sword, walks through the thousands of troops with dragon and tiger steps. His face still has the signature playful smile. In order to pose, Fei Luo's eye sockets have been covered with gold threads.
Even though the sunglasses concealed a pair of big eyeballs like bells, those stern eyes, like sword rays, still shot through the battlefield from the world behind the sunglasses.
Fei Luo's eyes were unscrupulous and arrogant. His eyes were like the sparks that shot out when hitting the machete on the money, without any consciousness of carrying the white flag. His expression was like that of a victorious general on the battlefield.
Another opponent comes to send off the train.
Liu Zhenshao led all the soldiers out of the valley from the U-shaped pass and came to the north bank.
This is also a final plan to prepare for the eventuality that the talks collapse. Instead of defending the gap in the valley, it is better to block the bridge head of the honeycomb-like stone bridge. If they are red-handed, even the double giant oil melon will not be able to repel these guys.
, Liu Zhenshao also had the most helpless trick - using space rings to carry the warriors to each other, and then sliding their feet.
But if he did that, Liu Zhencheng's careful efforts would be in vain.
The gray dwarf warriors on the south bank were horrified to find that in the opposite valley, in addition to their old rivals the takin warriors and the Typhon giants, there were dozens of opponents who were exactly the same as the enemy envoy carrying the white flag. They were the same mold.
He has a strong face, a long nose like an arm, a shiny braided beard, and an arrogant and indifferent look that is unforgettable after just one glance.
Behind them, there stood a stronger warrior. This warrior had a fierce shaved head and two whalebones hanging down diagonally. Behind this stronger warrior, there was also a particularly strong warrior, this warrior.
The samurai has a pair of evil triangular eyes.
When did the Underground Fury Continent have so many god-like warriors?
The gray dwarf warriors who advocated force and were superstitious about violence could not conceal their frightened eyes as they stared at this large group of warriors who looked too overbearing in appearance. Their hearts sank, and all kinds of speculations were as chaotic as a kaleidoscope.
The land is diverse.
Against the backdrop of an atmosphere like the stars and the moon, Liu Zhenzhen stepped out from the crowd step by step, standing proudly at the forefront of all the warriors, looking at the Moores under the giant blood-colored flags across the river, although the light here was no longer as good as the flames.
It was so hot in the valley, but the eyes of every omen, every gray dwarf, and every hawk-hawk focused on him the moment he appeared. No matter how bright the stars in the night sky were, after the dawn, the brightest light
It will always be Diplo.
Liu Zhenzhen's eyes are like the dazzling sunshine, nourishing everything in the world, but once you stare at him, your eyes will slide away involuntarily, because he is always blooming with a light that is impossible to look at.
Forty musk man air cavalry drove the Newtonian giant bird on their crotches, spread out their patchwork beggar wings, and echoed in the distance with the Moor air cavalry riding pig-faced troll bats on the other side. The tide lord Geran suddenly flashed.
The huge wings of wind disappeared into the air out of thin air after a series of strange smiles.
No matter who it is, they will be afraid of a super-level monster that can use "invisibility". The demons on the other side suddenly fell into chaos. Puff after puff of blood-colored mist rolled from the neck of Mage Moore, who was spinning a ball of blood-colored light.
It erupted in their hands and spread into the sky. Detection magic and shields were sold off continuously.
"Lord, I've been standing here for a long time, holding my tail. Is it time for me to come down and take a rest?" Olajuwon, the anaconda warrior, muttered to the distant lord, suppressing his throat.
"Hold on, eight-meter-tall warriors are not common. If you cross your tail, you are not taller than me, and you are still intimidating the opponent." Before the lord could say anything, the whale warrior Feigao gave the Medusa a fierce look.
One glance.
"Three breaths, half." Nedved stood behind Liu Zhenhan and moved his lips slightly.
Zheqin, the master archer of the Haos clan, still has dozens of armor-piercing demon-breaking arrows on hand, but he has been unwilling to use them just now. What he meant when he reported this sentence is: at this distance, with the super range of the strong bow of the flea sinew,
With his archery skills, there is absolutely no problem in sniping down half of the Moore mages with blood balls around their necks in three breaths.
Any army has shortcomings, and Maul is no exception. Magicians who should be intensively protected, unfortunately due to the height of gray dwarves, can never be perfect, and these blood elf wizards should not ignore the power of the opponent's bed crossbow.
Ladi stood at a distance that he thought was safe. With the weak physiques of the elven warriors surrounding these mages and their habit of not wearing heavy armor, it was no problem that a single arrow from the strong bow of the zodiac could penetrate several people.
Ten thousand years ago, the crossbow had not yet been invented.
Liu Zhencheng was speechless for a while after listening to the Centaur Archer's words. If he really got to that point and deviated further and further from his original intention, what should he do?
The situation seemed to be heading towards a bad place. Even though the white flag had been raised, the hostility of the Moorish army still did not change at all. The two hill dwarf kings who were beating the drums desperately turned around and stared at them with cold eyes.
Following the slowly approaching Fei Luo. One on the left and one on the right. Two huge bodies blocked Rodman's path forward.
Of course, the small body of the blood elf mage can pass through the gap left by the two of them. Rodman thinks it is a little small. The two kings of the hill don't look like they are giving way. The dwarves are originally known for their strength.
Known for their strength, the strength of the 1.2-meter-tall ground dwarves is already comparable to that of the tauren. The five-meter-tall hill dwarf kings, even those with the poorest imagination can imagine how terrifying their strength would be - the giant mammoth.
Compared with them, the strong men are probably slightly inferior.
The two kings of the hill were still beating the war drums desperately, as if in a demonstration. The loud sound of the drums was enough to reduce a normal person's hearing to ninety decibels. There was a flame of hatred in their eyes that was suppressed to the point of deformation.
.In the face of these four flames, even steel will be melted by the "squeak" of burning.
When the gray dwarf warriors around him saw this scene and were fighting secretly, they immediately started shouting at the top of their lungs. Fei Luo's eyes scanned the faces of the gray dwarf warriors around him one by one, and every gray dwarf he glanced at
The soldiers involuntarily lowered their voices by an octave. When these gray dwarf warriors realized the cowardice and cowardice they had inadvertently revealed and were about to use a louder voice to turn the situation around, what greeted them was the corner of Fei Luo's lips.
There was a faint hint of ridicule.
The flames spurting from the eyes of the two kings of the hill became more turbulent, and the hostility of the two ghosts slamming the door became more and more intense. Rodman's eyes directly met this provocation, and his steps were still heavy and powerful.
, without the slightest timidity, everyone noticed a detail. The majestic warrior had opened the two handles of the sword at his waist with his fingers, and the solid blade and scabbard gently rubbed a trace of hoarse friction.
Voice.
The clear expression on Fei Luo's face told everyone that anyone who dared to block his way would be stabbed by him.
The two kings of the hill hesitated for a moment, perhaps because they did not expect the enemy carrying the white flag to have such courage. Just because they were stunned, Rodman walked towards them without dodging.
, the eyes of the two hill kings were fixed on Rodman's hands. Those powerful hands were already exposed. The two hill dwarf kings finally gave way to a path when he approached.
road.
In front was the shambling Blood Elf Mage, and behind was Rodman, who was straight and stiff. Until they passed through, the two kings of the hill were still staring at Fei Luo's back in confusion, with complicated eyes.
"Rodman is indeed a generous spendthrift!" Seeing this scene, even the boss on the other side of the river, who was silently sweating for Rodman, couldn't help but cheer.
The released blood elf mage connected with a majestic Moorish elf under the giant blood banner. Rodman stood consciously on the outside. The words spoken by these blood elves were all in elvish. Even if he got close, he wouldn't be able to hear them.
I understand, so I might as well not join in the fun. His fat little eyes were darting around on the main arteries in the necks of the two hill kings not far away, as if they were choosing an incision;
As he looked at the Gibraltar River, he seemed to be choosing a perfect escape route in case of a melee.
The talks between the Moores were almost the most important moment in determining the future of the indigenous residents of the Raging Flame Continent and Liu's dream of shaking up the land. Everyone held their breath. The militiamen held their weapons tightly and loosened their grips. , loose and tight.
What was originally a discussion between two Moores gradually attracted the participation of other Moores. Looking across the river, these Moores seemed to be arguing very fiercely.
A smile appeared on Liu Zhensha's face. The argument meant that Moore, who was released, did not talk nonsense. It seemed that these blood elves were indeed persistent in their belief in returning to the surface.
Soon, the Moorish elf who was released as the messenger of peace walked towards Fei Luo who was waiting on the side with a happy face. Although his steps were still so shaky and weak, his face was filled with a proud smile.
Fei Luo raised his eyebrows at the Moorish elf and smiled.
All the Behemoth warriors on the river bank looked at each other and smiled, it seems there is a way!
Everyone seemed to have underestimated the cunning of the fallen elves. Whether it was Liu Zhenhan or Fei Luo, it was too early to be happy! There was no sign. Perhaps Moore's way of issuing combat orders was very covert, above Fei Ba's head. Several troll bats were circling, and at this moment they shot out at least five long calyx swords wrapped in red light, which went straight into Fatty's forehead.
Rodman was in the enemy camp, surrounded by enemies. He had been on defense again and again, and he didn't dare to relax at all. But at this moment, when he saw the mage Moore who came with him showing an expression that seemed to be a successful communication, he felt relieved. .
Although I was a little confused when I suddenly encountered a sneak attack, after all, I had experienced hundreds of battles, and I didn't lose an inch after all. A light sliding step brought out three clank dragon sounds, and I saw several cold lights suddenly appearing in the air. Sparks exploded from the swinging iron curtain, and the calyx sword was chopped into pieces of scrap metal by the diamond sword.
Only then did the furious Mammoth Sword Saint realize that the treacherous Mage Moore was actually confusing him. Just as he was about to rush over and kill the damn Mage Moore, he suddenly received two heavy blows on his back and chest. There was a huge earthquake, his eyes went black, he couldn't hold it anymore, he opened his mouth and spat out a shower of bright red blood.
A Moorish mage waved, and the blood spurted out by Fei Luo was like a long swimming snake. It was sucked into his hand "suddenly", mixed into a string of blood balls, and shot into the air on a pig-faced giant. On the long swords held horizontally in the hands of the sword chanters on the demon bat.
Blood leads!
Once you are attacked by your own blood, all the warm blood in your body may be sucked out of your body! Side magic has its own viciousness!
"We need your magic teleportation array! But we don't want to give up hatred!" The blood elf mage who was released laughed loudly: "As long as we catch you! There will naturally be a way for you to help us make a magic teleportation array! "
"Obislaqi!" Liu Zhencheng grinned and opened his clothes, and the Guli Fire System in his pocket shone movingly.
Only the Behemoths on the other side of the river could clearly see the two heavy blows Fei Luo received behind him——————————The two hill dwarf kings took advantage of Rhodes very suddenly and very insidiously. Man made his move when his back was turned to them. The sneak attack weapon was the animal bone drumsticks shining with gray-white light in their hands. Driven by the powerful power of the two hill kings, the two animal bone drumsticks were like electric sparks. In a flash, a ball of silver-gray vigor hit Rodman hard on the back.
"Damn 'Storm Hammer'!" Chief Typhon roared, and his hands immediately opened a huge distance, and a meteorite the size of a ball that glowed with flames slowly condensed into a prototype.
The two "Storm Hammers" that hit Rodman were indeed very domineering to the extreme. The physical power possessed by the Hill Dwarf King is really astonishing. With Fei Luo's physical fitness and muscle strength, even the most powerful
Rina hit him on the chest with an electric cannon, trying to beat him until he vomited blood. He had to use 70% of his strength, but these two kings of the hill actually managed to do this with just two drumsticks.
! What’s even more unbelievable is that these two so-called “storm hammers” obviously have a stun effect. After Fei Luo was hit by two flying hammers and spit out blood, he immediately started to act like he was drunk.
, his legs fluttered around in a circle, and the three gold steel machetes held in his hands and nose, two short and one long, also slipped weakly, throwing up a cloud of dust on the ground.
Dwarves can be said to be the race that is most insensitive to elemental power. The King of the Hill can perform like this, and he is indeed a rare exception among the dwarves!
The moment the Moores attacked Ferro, Nedved immediately retaliated.
The Moore mages originally had the intention of sneak attack on Rodman, and the sharp armor feather arrows swept through the air like a fan, piercing through their already opened magic shield. It was like piercing a kebab.
This shocked the mages in the front row to the core. In just a blink of an eye, more than ten mages fell down, all shot together by arrows. Small windows were opened on the chest and back, and there were still
With ice, it's absolutely cool.
The gray dwarf warriors around them rushed over waving their shields, and the remaining mages all lay on the ground without grace, because they could only rely on the height of the dwarves to avoid such ultra-long-range attacks.
The blood-baiting Bat Elf Knight was instilled in the sky, and he also encountered Liu Zhensha's roll call. The splattered shrapnel made the Bat Knights gathered together make a fuss. Nine series of water arrows and fireballs were also inside.
Blended. But soon countless blood magics began to rescue these Bat Knights. After protecting themselves, the magicians were the best guardians on the battlefield.
The two kings of the hill did not give Rodman, who was in a dizzy state, a chance to breathe. The powerful Behemoth warriors had certain natural anti-magic abilities. The two kings of the hill withdrew a huge door-panel-like handle from behind their waists.
He held an ax in one hand, a drumstick in one hand, and a giant ax in the other, and fiercely rushed towards Fei Luo, who was swinging his bow legs in place.
The bronze fire system in Liu Zhenhan's hand calmly folded and loaded. When a gunshot rang out, a hill king on the other side of the river covered his eyes in pain, stopped charging, and let out a thunderous roar.
The Moores probably broke their heads and couldn't figure it out——————————————————The long-range weapons in the hands of the Behemoths on the opposite side can actually be so domineering. Both sides want to be at least a distance away.
One thousand two hundred yards! It’s just magic, so why can bows and arrows be used? In historical legends, it seems that only the moon elves’ bird-winged crossbows have such power, right?
Both sides were slightly shocked by the opponent's strength. For a moment, there was a brief blank on the battlefield. The only one who did not stop his actions was another hill dwarf king. If he was attacked by his comrades,
The fighting mentality was affected, and he was no longer the king of the hill. Hearing his partner's howl of pain, the king of the hill didn't even blink. He was swinging the giant ax, which seemed slow but was actually very fast, swinging.
He moved his body in three or two steps in front of Rodman, who was in a dazed state. The door-like ax hugged Rodman's head and chopped it down. The strong wind wrapped up when the ax was pressed down caused the air around him to rise.
They all brought out a series of screaming sonic booms.
Dwarves are all experts at playing with axes. This ax broke open the skull along the central axis of the top of Feiluo's head, and also broke the spine. Even if the God of War came in person, he would die under the fatal blow of this axe.
deal.
There was a huge gap in Fei Luo's body that was split in half, like two pieces of light clouds, falling crookedly to the left and right.
While the King of the Hill was appreciating his excellent ax skills, he was also surprised to find that this powerful opponent who was split in half didn't even spill any blood. This made him prepare to be covered in red, and then used his tongue.
The hill dwarf king, who licked the thick blood from the giant axe, then made a cool pose and spoke a series of Boolean lines, was slightly stunned.
"Dwarf!" Rodro shouted angrily, interrupting the King of the Hill's lustful thoughts. With this roar, two long knives flew towards the throat of the King of the Hill, one from the left and the other from the right.
These two long knives belong to two majestic mammoth sword saints, and they slashed the Hill King's Adam's apple from the left and right sides of the Hill King respectively.
This is the Green Party’s unique skill in swordsmanship——“Mirror Image”!
This is a "mirror image" that can be used to eliminate and purify all bad conditions by using several different clones! Rodman's "mirror image" is the second level and can transform into two identical clones. Although it has no attack power, it is like
He is a real person, and the person whose head was just opened by the King of the Hill is a complete Xibei.
The Green Mantis tribe is the only Zerg Behemoth that has survived from the era of the war between gods and demons. How could they survive the three world wars without absolute strength? Compared with most Behemoth warriors,
The difference between the family's unique skill of "madness" and the "fighting spirit" of human warriors is that what the Green Party clan has always practiced is a pure "mind power". They use the power of their thoughts to make up for their weak bodies, thereby creating
A fighting method that is completely different from the world, exerting powerful lethality————————Whether it is mirror image, or wind step, or jumping chop and blade storm, all of them are in this kind of fighting style.
A powerful attack pattern produced by outstanding training methods.
As a sword master of the Behemoth Kingdom and a recognized sword master, for countless years, in the hands of the sword master of the Green Party clan, as a foreign disciple and as a foreign disciple, he has been able to fully appreciate the true meaning of the Green Party clan's wind-chasing sword sword skills and telekinesis.
Ten people, nine of them are Beamon from the Munk tribe. The other one happens to be Rodman, the current mammoth Hercules!
In an instant, the King of the Hill changed from the attacker to the one being attacked.
The sword that the two sword masters, one true and one false, swung over at an angle was not the most powerful jumping slash among the Green Party's sword techniques, but the "one-handed sword drawing technique" among the two-handed sword techniques of the Hobgoblin. The Hobgoblin of Razor Mountain
Although they were defeated miserably by the Feilengcui militia in the battle to defend the land, they also won the unanimous sympathy of Feilengcui. The most outstanding warriors among the hobgoblins were not only proficient in two-handed weapons, but also had one-handed skills.
Their "One-handed Sword Drawing Technique" focuses on using a tiny arc produced between the scabbard and the body as a lever to pull out the sword with instantaneous force, using the principles of speed and lever arc as explosive force to give a force that would otherwise not be possible.
The hobgoblin warriors, known for their strength, provide an attack method that is several times more lethal.
This "one-handed sword-drawing technique" is certainly not as effective as the traditional combo sword technique of the hobgoblin warriors in a large army battle, but in a one-on-one duel, it can be used to create tricky angles and increase the power several times.
outstanding effect.
There is also a saying of "quietly enlightening one sword" during the practice of the Green Party's Wind Chasing Sword Technique. Rodman once rode a cane boat and stayed in the middle of the Sanggan River for several days without eating or drinking.
To wait for a huge wave rushing down from the upstream, and to cut the huge wave in half with the power of just one sword. This kind of "wave cutting" and the sword-drawing technique of the hobgoblin are in principle different approaches to the same goal. They are both pursuing the same goal.
To hit a deadly target.
Zhanlang's final training form is to pursue the highest state of "making a sword with your hands". Once the Green Party Sword Master can understand the true meaning of this final form of swordsmanship, the spring serrated knife on his arm will become
It falls off automatically, the man and the knife merge into one, and enters the ultimate path.
Rodman is still too far away from the realm of the Yakuza. Whether it is martial arts or magic, it is very, very difficult to practice to the highest realm. There is no end to learning, even if you are involved in the Yakuza.
Most accomplished people will realize that they are still so far away from their ultimate goal when they have reached a certain level of self-training. If the ultimate goal is compared to the moon, then at most they will feel that they have just climbed to the top of the mountain.
When looking at the moon, all living beings are still looking at it from the ground, and at most a few climb up trees to look at it. Suddenly looking back, you may realize that the historical heroes you once worshiped were actually just looking at it from a mountain higher than you.
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Humble people are not necessarily Yakuza masters, but none of the Yakuza masters are humble. This is why the Saint Chio magician Puska is approachable, but like Ortega, who is half a bottle of water, he is very powerful.
The reason is.
Rodman himself took a different path and opened up a new way of self-cultivation. When he encountered an insurmountable bottleneck in his training period, he tried to master some other martial arts and created the sword technique that best suited him.
Pursuing higher goals becomes less confusing and painful, but instead inspires a creative joy.
His choice was undoubtedly the most correct. Fei Lengcui's intense fighting career gave him the best stage to prove himself, and the mentors and friends around him also gave him countless sparks of inspiration. From the time he created his own "Three Swordsmanship", to
Today, the sword-drawing technique conceived from swordsmanship——————————————This is a genius idea! The arc curve of the gold steel machete is more tense than the long sword
, so after mastering the skills of sword-drawing that the hobgoblin is good at, Fei Luo invented the "backhand lifting knife", which increases the power at a speed and is unparalleled in ferocity. The lord personally gave it the name "Deadly Sword".
In the face of this "deadly knife" that was as powerful as hell, all the King of the Hill could do was to shrink his head subconsciously, open the door with the giant ax and bone hammer in his hand, and fight back with all his strength, making blind attempts, hoping
He faced two long knives pointed at his throat and blocked the disaster.
Although one of them is a mirror image with no attack power, the King of the Hill does not know which one is real and which one is fake. At this moment, it can only be said that it all depends on fate. If the bone hammer meets this sharp machete
, even if you think about it, you know what the consequences will be.
I don’t know if it’s luck or not, but the King of the Hill really got it right. The real Rodman’s long knife and the door panel-like giant ax had an intimate wet kiss, and the mirror image of the long knife passed through his body.
However, it did not bring any trouble to the dwarf king.
The most terrifying scene happened!
The giant door-panel-like ax in the King of the Hill's hand was actually like a piece of papyrus. Rodman's long knife forcibly cut into half of it, with sparks exploding in his eyes, and the reaction force hit the back of the ax heavily.
It hit the King of the Hill on his chest.
"Come back and forth!" Rodman immediately threw away the long knife stuck in the middle of the giant axe, quickly held two long knives upside down from his waist and quickly pulled them out, and used his backhand to pull out the crossed "Big Cross Slash"
", opening up two terrifying gaps in the belly of the blood-vomiting King of the Hill who was being hit by the back of the axe. The King of the Hill's huge body was pulled to the ground and spun around by the sharp and heavy double knives. Rodman
With his nose, he pulled out the last long knife from his side, and it hit him with a heavy jumping chop!
The King of the Hill's head made a sound of bones breaking, and a lock of gray hair was chopped off and flew into the air.
Rodman held out a knife with both hands, and with a loud sound, the long knife was sheathed. The long knife was curled in his nose, and he blew out a ball of anger from his nostrils, along with a thick, messy and green snot.
Like a powerful crossbow, it pierced the frightened Moorish liar ten steps away and impaled him upside down on a stone.
"What do I do?" Fei Luo pointed at his nose, looked at the Moore mage and cursed bitterly: "I just came here to see you, you bitch!"
I don’t know how many brilliant auras flashed on his body, and I don’t know how many evil auras flashed on the bodies of Moore’s army. The pyrotechnic meteorites were like meteors in the sky, pulling out the rain of fire all over the sky.
Rodman, who was in the center of the focus, smiled, jumped upside down, and jumped into the cold Gibraltar River.
The remaining hill dwarf king didn't even bother to wipe away the blood drops from the corner of his eyes. He roared and swung a storm hammer and hit the brave Behemoth.
En also appeared, launching a dense "frost star shower", beating the pig-faced bat knights to pieces. A few desperate oxhawks passed by from low altitude, and soared their weapons towards the mammoth sword saint who was showing off.
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Fei Luo, who was lying in the air, let out a series of strange screams, but he couldn't miss such intensive blows. He was immediately covered in bruises. The weapons that hit him bounced back in strange ways, and even the
The Storm Hammer was no exception, and it struck heavily on the bloody eye sockets of the hill dwarf king.
A chaotic battle of magic and long-range shooting!
He saw a sausage-like nose poking into the water on the Gibraltar River, running straight to the other side of the river. There were countless magic haloes above this nose to protect him.
"What a sacred armor!" Liu Zhencheng approvingly gave the little nun a thumbs up: "The halo of thorns reflects 50% of the attack power! We don't have this ability in Behemoth's war song! It's just that the cooling time is fast.
point."
"It's not me!" The little nun Jeanne's face turned red. This series of lightning-like changes had dazzled her. How could she have such adaptability?
Helen quietly made a V-sign on the side and smiled sweetly at Liu Zhen.
On the other side of the river, the King of the Hill, who had been stabbed three times by Fei Luo, stood up unsteadily, roared, scooped up the squirming large intestine with both hands, and stuffed it back into the cross gap on his stomach.
A heavy flaming crossbow arrow shot into his chest, causing him to let out a shrill scream.
One stood lazily on the ring-shaped mountain of the Flame Valley, holding a heavy crossbow in his two smooth wings. The two beautiful women beside him made the giant crane as quiet as a jade tree in the wind.
The Moorish blood elves are almost going crazy. Why can even a bird use a super long-range bow and arrow? When was this long-range bow and arrow invented? Has the current civilization evolved to the point where this kind of bird can also shoot arrows?
?
"This archery skill..." Nedved sniffed and said, ".........Ganggang!"