Although Yi Jiao was physically injured, he was unambiguous in his movements. Two giant python warriors from the Medusa tribe were carried by their tails and thrown onto the red soil bamboo shoots.
There was a loud "pull" sound, and when the giant python warriors landed, their fingers and tails scratched wildly, and they fell to the ground covered with vines and cattail flowers.
The people around were dumbfounded and looked at them without knowing what they were doing. Several Chicyan pheasant dancers laughed loudly.
There were also two giant python warriors who were standing by and watching with smiles as their two companions beat the ugly monster with blistered face until the situation suddenly changed. Two giant pythons, both five meters tall, were
The python warrior was actually picked up by this little thin man with an unattractive appearance and swung it out like a sandbag. Seeing this scene, the two giant python warriors immediately drew out the long-handled swords on their waists and prepared to charge forward with a roar.
A machete with a longer handle was placed on their necks.
Fei Luo pointed the black iron long sword in each hand at the seven-inch throats of the two giant python warriors with incomparable precision. Although the third-generation sword did not open its edge this time, the sharp tip of the sword still penetrated the cold air bit by bit.
It passed through the skin and aroused a string of goosebumps on the throats of the two python warriors.
The tails of the two giant python warriors were pushed back sharply. The appearance of these two long knives was so strange that they felt that their eyes were darkened, and a strong and oppressive huge figure had blocked their path.
, rushing forward would be like hitting the tip of a knife. Fortunately, Medusa walks with its tail. Compared with walking with feet, the strength of the snake man's waist and abdomen is better. He braked in a hurry, but luckily he didn't.
Injuried.
"Go back." Fei Luo put away a long knife, pointed the remaining one at the two stupid python warriors and said, Fei Luo's eyes were like the wind rolling over the tip of the knife, his eyes were looking at
These two python warriors are like elephants staring at bananas.
A large row of emerald warriors slowly stood up from their seats with evil eyes. A large group of Typhon giants and takin warriors who had just come down from the high red slope were stunned when they saw this scene.
Duncan took the metal totem pole hanging on his shoulder in his hand. Penguin Butler quickly waved to them and took them into the large canteen under the red clay slope when no one was paying attention.
"Get back here!" Dan Luo drew out a long sheathed sword and pushed it against the chests of the two giant python warriors, causing them to retreat one step at a time. A look of shame and anger just erupted on the faces of the two giant python warriors.
A long knife came from the air, "clanging" and swinging out of Feiluo's scabbard. It was inserted diagonally on the ground.
This is a snake-shaped scimitar made of rare metal. The one-meter-and-a-half-meter-long blade is rolled with smooth carbon elements. The brass handle is tied with a layer of fine snakeskin using a special rope wrapping method. The back of the blade is bright.
There was also a row of copper pendants like earrings fastened to it, which made a "chacha" sound after falling to the ground.
A Medusa warrior with a yellow beard on his chin stood out from the crowd. He had a strong body over two meters tall and a pair of surprisingly large eyes. These eyes revealed the calmness and calmness of a master.
On his green and bald head, he has a punk hairstyle that stands up like a shovel. On his wrists is a pair of long iron-scale wrist guards. A brass-handled sword and an empty scabbard hang from his waist. He is dressed in swamp black.
Ao Leather Armor, the ferocious Ao Ao's head was evenly cut in half by a sharp blade, forming two natural shoulder expansions. The armor drooped on his left and right shoulders. The white bone stubble on the Ao's head flashed as the blade was swung across the ground in front of him.
Leng Ran.
Fei Luo's eyes tightened. The joints of the snake-man warrior's hands opposite him were exposed and his back muscles were strong. His temples were high and he knew at a glance that he was an expert in using swords.
He had already figured out who the Medusa in front of him was.
Although the recognized sword sage of the Behemoth Kingdom is the mantis of the Green Party clan, the yellow-jawed snake people of the Medusa clan are also unrivaled masters of swordsmanship. Folks have a more appropriate name for them... "Mountain Swordsmen"!
It is said that their swords are unsheathed with you, breaking your neck and then re-sheathing. Your sword can only be pulled out more than half of the sheath. The difference between them and the Green Party's swordsmanship is both offensive and defensive.
Winning purely by speed, using offense instead of defense, is like the wind passing through the waves.
If this group of Medusa Sword Saints hadn't been too small in number, they would definitely be able to compete with the Green Party Sword Saints back then.
Fei Luo drew out a sword with his backhand, used it as a javelin, and threw it at the yellow-jawed Medusa with a flick of his wrist. The strength of the mammoth clan is universally recognized. Although Fei Luo's strength is not ranked among the mammoth clan, his strength
It is not something other races can match.
It didn't seem like much effort was needed to throw the long knife, but after breaking through the air, it passed by a bonfire, and with a "swipe" sound, the bonfire was lowered to the ground and almost extinguished, which shows Fei Luo's wrist strength.
There was a loud "dang" sound, and a quick white light flashed in front of Yellow-jawed Medusa. Amidst the "crack" sound of the copper ring, the long knife thrown by Fei Luo was actually struck by this white light in the air.
It made two and a half circles, flew a few steps away, and stuck straight into the ground. The bright blade, shining with layers of cloud patterns, was half buried in the soil.
Yellow-jawed Medusa's eyes flashed with coldness, and the long sword at his waist was still in its sheath, as if it had never been out of its sheath.
Several Medusa priests took out their pet badges with raised eyebrows, shed a ball of light, and summoned their magic pets. Nedved and Xiao Cui jumped on the table together, and drew the long arrows with full strings. White Tiger
The priest and the Biao warriors stood aside and looked on as if the matter had nothing to do with them.
Even an idiot like Count Garnett has noticed that these two Behemoths have already shown hidden hostility, and they seem to be in harmony but not in heart.
"What a good swordsmanship!" Liu Zhancheng lifted up his robe and stood in front of the Behemoths who formed a large circle with Mr. Mourinho.
"What's going on?" The Swan Priest frowned slightly and glanced at all the Medusas one by one: "What are you doing? Has the Sacrifice Olympics been convened in advance?"
"He always stares at Miss Vivien Leigh! Those eyes have never moved away from the beginning until now!" a python warrior said extremely angrily. The python warriors are also one of the most powerful warriors of the Medusa family.
Today I was suppressed by the mammoth strongman's momentum. Just as I recovered, the higher-ups came to suppress me. Why don't these giant python warriors be embarrassed?
Liu Zhencheng hugged his arms and looked at Yitiao. Yitiao's eyes avoided him and slid to the other side. Goode, who was sitting next to him, was feeding Guoguo. Guoguo's little butt twisted as he ate.
With a twist, Goode's eyes drifted towards Vivien Leigh, and a panda warrior next to him thrust a spear into the table in front of him.
"What's going on, everyone?" Cui Bexi looked around with a blushing face. The expressions of Goode and Bellamy suddenly felt strange to her. A terrifying light flashed through their eyes from time to time. This light made Bei Bei
Qian's heart trembled.
"Did you forget something? You are compatriots! You are neighbors!" Mr. Mourinho looked a little angrily at the two sword masters who were still facing each other attentively: "You actually asked your compatriots for such a trivial matter.
Draw out the sword?"
Upon hearing the officiant's angry rebuke, Fei Luo and Yellow-jawed Medusa immediately bowed and apologized. However, their eyes still showed no intention of giving in to each other.
"Sir, it's okay." Liu Zhancheng stopped Mourinho's scolding with a smile: "Behemoth warriors have to be a little bloody. I think this Medusa swordsman is quite good. My bodyguard has always been very good.
Why don't we let them compete with each other about how to sharpen the knife? If we win, we can continue watching as long as we want. If we lose, we are no longer allowed to stare at the beautiful lady and eat tofu. What do you think?"
"Trezeguet, do you dare to accept it?" Mr. Mourinho looked at Medusa Lord Trezeguet and asked.
"It doesn't matter if we compare." The lord of Caiyu City smiled faintly and waved to the several Medusa priests around him. Several young priests gave Liu Zhenhan a hard look and put away their magic pets.
Instructor Cui Beiqian opened her mouth several times, but in the end she said nothing.
When the two sword masters heard what the senior management said, their faces showed a hint of excitement and eagerness to try.
Fei Luo took off his shaman claw gloves and unbuttoned his Vivien python skin soft armor, revealing criss-cross scars and strong knotted muscles. Five handles were tied on a wide bronze leopard-print belt.
O'Neill caught the long knife and a metal folding fan with both hands, and caught an empty scabbard thrown by Fei Luo from a distance.
The yellow-jawed Medusa walked slowly and methodically to the long knife with a brass handle inserted on the ground. She reached out and pulled out the knife, then inserted it back into the scabbard at her waist. She raised her fingers and scratched her cheek, scratching her own yellow hair.
Beard, he gently pinched it with his hands, and his joints crackled like popcorn.
The two Behemoth Sword Saints were five yards apart, turned in a circle, kicked away all the unnecessary things around them, stepped forward, and stood firmly. Each other's breaths were long and calm, and only their eyes were
From time to time, a sharp light shines through.
Seeing the excitement, Count Garnett immediately shouted, applauded loudly, and Mr. Mourinho glared at him. The werewolf nobleman immediately scared the rest of the laughter back into his belly and turned it into a dry laugh.
"Ljungberg is the number one swordsman in Medusa. You just saw that there are no copper rings on his long sword. The blade is added to the blade according to a special proportion to balance the weight. You can rely on these copper rings.
The leverage gravity combined with the sword style can easily break through a layer of heavy armor." Mourinho smiled faintly and noticed Liu Zhensha: "This is the first time I have seen an Orephian warrior use a sword. According to his body shape,
The battering ram should be more in line with them."
"I'm just wondering, how did this snake man fend off the knife throw just now?" Liu Zhanchen asked, frowning.
"Every flying object has a balance point. If this balance is destroyed, the trajectory will be lost." Mourinho took a sip of his cigar childishly. "It's not just flying objects, it's the same with everything. If the balance is destroyed, the trajectory will be lost."
, it doesn’t even need you to exert any more strength, it will break through without attacking... Almost every high-ranking warrior in the kingdom knows this truth clearly."
Liu shook his head and nodded with enlightenment. The words of the Swan officiant reminded him of the scene during the battle with the dragon knight Frank Lampard. Lampard was able to counteract the power of Old Liu by spinning in circles.
Physical strength, if it weren't for Lao Liu's personal touch, the consequences would be really hard to say.
One is to break the balance, and the other is to relieve the force. They are both excellent ways to compensate for the strength with skills.
The God of War is indeed just! Liu Zhanchen thought to himself.
The discussion between the two heavenly king priests did not affect the practice of the two sword masters. After the starting sword posture was arranged, the two sword masters carefully waited for the other party's attack, hoping to find a flaw, but the two sword masters were obviously more competitive.
He was cautious and had quite a lot of fighting experience. He could see the opponent's weight at a glance and did not take the initiative to attack.
Fei Lengcui's heavy-armed sword Sheng Feiluo's long sword has been unsheathed. He holds the handle backwards and Sen Leng's blade is pinned to his arm. Shiyu holds his hands. This is the authentic Green Party's starting knife.
There are also six sheathed long knives beside the waist, with an astonishing posture.
Ljungberg, the yellow-jawed Medusa swordsman, was much smarter. He turned his head sideways, and then his head faced Fei Luo in front of him. He held the knife button tightly with both hands, and his fingers were against the spring. The long knife was still in the sheath, just
This action shows strong self-confidence.
Although he did not look directly at Rodman, Medusa Knife Saint Lungberg was still able to capture Rodman's movements extremely keenly, turning his position lightly without revealing anything.
The great power exuded from the two swordsmen was like two sharp long swords, and there was silence all around.
After a short wait, Fei Luo finally couldn't hold back and was the first to take action. He leapt forward. Using his best left-hand sword-drawing technique, he unleashed a swift bolt of lightning, which sliced towards Mei from bottom to top.
There were two crisp sounds on the back of the head of the swordsman Dusha. Still keeping his back to Fei Luo, he pulled out the sheathed long knife with his backhand, inserted it behind his back and used the hilt of the knife to hold Fei Luo's long knife away.
The sword-drawing skill can be regarded as one of Fei Luo's self-created special skills. It is not only fast, but also powerful and heavy. According to his strength, even double-layer heavy armor can definitely be cut in half with one sword. With his speed, even if
Cutting a gadfly flying in the air in half won't be a problem at all.
Under the impact of a huge force, Medusa Swordsman Ljungberg did not fly out as others imagined, but made a gyro-like furious spin, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, sideways
His body finally turned towards Fei Luo, and with a flash of anger, the sword light was a hundred times faster than his own, and it slashed towards Fei Luo's face.
The Green Party's Zhui Feng sword technique emphasizes the coordination between the king and his ministers, both offensive and defensive. The Green Party's sword masters are all folding natural bone knives, and Fei Luo's hand-held knife with a reverse grip on the handle also imitates them. The reverse-grip blade also has the function of a wrist guard.
It happened to be both offensive and defensive, and he deflected this swift and fierce sword with a flick of his wrist. The "hill knife" was indeed a "rocket knife". Fei Luo's reaction would have been even an inch slower, or he would have failed to hold the long knife in his hand.
In his hand, this knife had already opened a gash in Fei Luo's chest.
Ljungberg, the Medusa swordsman, has two long swords. The first sword is just a cover. The real killing move is the subsequent sword. This sword is faster than the previous one. The light of the sword is like a sword, and the second one is the first one.
Finally, a horizontal stab hit Fei Luo's navel.
Compared with other sharp swordsmen who focus on the so-called first blow that is fatal, Medusa swordsman Ljungberg's second blow is faster, more sinister, and more deadly.
Fei Luo's long nose was finally able to pull out the knife. Although the knife was only half drawn this time, he finally managed to get rid of the life-threatening straight knife.
Both sides immediately retreated after missing a hit. Fei Luo's nose and hands had already drawn out three knives, and the opponent's two swords had been sheathed again at some point. His strong and powerful body was still facing Fei Luo, his head
The punk blond hair on the top swayed with the night breeze, and was full of indescribable coolness.
The people around were excited as they watched a series of swift and fierce sword strikes, each sword almost hitting the vital point. The audience was somewhat attracted by this kind of fighting, which was called a martial arts competition but was actually dangerous.
Ljungberg, the Medusa swordsman, did not wait for an attack again. Before the spectators around him could take a breath, he backed up and took small steps, approaching Fei Luo. He made a short body and
He was half the height of the mammoth warrior. The long sword was unsheathed with a clank, like intertwined scissors. Without turning his body or head, he swiped at Fei Luo's feet with cunning and precision.
Fei Luo used an agility that was extremely inappropriate for his size. He did a somersault, driving a huge shadow that covered the sky, and flew over the Medusa sword hand. While successfully dodging the attack, his three long swords turned upside down.
Down, like a plowshare, it struck at the forehead of Ljungberg, the swordsman of Medusa.
Ljungberg, the Medusa swordsman, made an agile forward roll to avoid the three-knife situation. The two swords in his hands rolled out in an arc, and the two sword backs with inertial power hit the fat.
There was a crisp "ding" sound on Luo Yi's weakened long knife. Fei Luo fell to the ground and stood firm, causing the earth to tremble with his heavy step. The long knife he was holding with his nose curled up had disappeared.
A long knife, like a stream of autumn water, was thrust upside down not far in front of him.
Mourinho had a smug look on his face and looked at Liu Zhenzhen with a smile.
In the first fight, Fei Luo used all three swords, but his opponent only blocked the fast attack with two swords.
In the second fight, Fei Luo was shot down with a long knife, and the opponent used the back of the two swords to slam the nose sharpener, which had lost strength. Although it was a bit tricky, strictly speaking, this ability to capture fighter opportunities has made this fight
The competition is decided.
Judging from the competition, this is indeed the case.
"Keep watching, the show is just beginning." Liu Zhensha laughed loudly.
The two Sword Saints, who were hugely different in size, collided hard together again. This time, both of them began to use absolute killing moves, using the "mirror image" of Fei Luo. The three huge figures simultaneously scraped out a "dance"
"Blade whirlwind", wrapped into three giant gyro-shaped balls of rotten silver knives, took a step in the air, and threw himself at the Medusa sword Saint Ljungberg.
Medusa Sword Saint, who was wrapped in three "Dancing Blade Cyclones", instantly entered the mad state. The punk golden hair on his head stood up like a brush. At the same time, eight sword lights burst out, hitting the three "Dancing Blade Cyclones" from all directions.
"The whirlwind" carries the fat and the mirror image.
"Fight in all directions at night!" Several Green Party monks exclaimed, and the sound of clanking blades could be heard incessantly. The two mirror images were instantly shattered. And the Medusa Blade Saint Ljungberg also used the huge
The impact bounced far away, and he bent down in the air. His two swords pushed back the ground, lifting up a pile of empty soil. At the same time, his whole body also rushed higher into the sky, avoiding the sweep of the dancing blade.
height radius.
Fei Luo's "Dancing Blade Whirlwind" was wrapped in virtual dust and rushed over his head. If he had not stopped the momentum in time, he would have hurt the audience. "Dancing Blade Whirlwind" is about continuity. Once it stops, practice "Psychic Power"
Naturally, it is impossible for the Sword Saint to perform the Blade Dance again immediately.
It can also be said that the skill of dancing with blades has been broken.
How could the Medusa sword Saint Ljungberg break Fei Luo's whirlwind blade? He was like a kite in the air, turning sideways. With his body as the axis, the two long knives opened a sideways shape.
The big windmill rolled down from the sky like the blade of a meat grinder, and the cold light of the knife had reached Fei Luo's head in an instant.
The brilliant sword light is like a pear tree, the white color withering at the most gorgeous moment.
Although this kind of attack is gorgeous, Fei Luo is not afraid. When the three knives strike together, he only feels the two long knives tightening. The elephant's trunk is curled up and the long knives are weak, and the cloth makes a "Zhizhi" sound.
With a violent tearing sound, two long copper-handled knives flew to both sides, and a piece of black turtle leather armor cut in half covered Fei Luo's head from the air.
Except for Fei Luo, everyone clearly saw the Medusa Blade Saint Yungberg spinning down in the air, bringing out a waterfall of swords, and when he was about to hit Fei Luo's head, he suddenly shrunk and used his two swords.
After letting go, the huge snake's tail wrapped around a red clay bamboo shoot next to him. Like a big snake shedding its skin, the whole person suddenly broke free from the restraints of the leather armor. His body shrank sharply, and with the inertia, he naturally pressed to the ground, curling his tail and flicking.
Just like a stringed crossbow, electricity shot across the ground towards Fei Luo, who was guarding the top with three knives. While Fei Luo shot down two falling knives and a piece of leather armor, the Medusa Sword Saint Yongberg's hands
Stretched straight, after a cross friction, it cut towards Fei Luo's legs.
After rubbing his hands together, from the edge of the back of the hand to the edge of the arm, all the steel scales on the wrist guards bounced up, forming two sharp blades radiating cold light. The scale blades shined with the poisonous blue!
No one thought that this kind of article could be made on this wristband!
Fei Luo has already used all three swords. Although his legs are protected by soft armor and he is born with stone skin, these are as fragile as pieces of paper under the swords of high-level Medusa warriors. The Medusa clan
They all use poison. As long as a blood vessel is cut by them, the secret snake venom of the Medusa family can make the Behemoth warriors with extremely high poison resistance ability fall to the ground in seven steps.
Before anyone could scream in surprise, the fat belly with both hands still raised in the air suddenly formed a thin inner arc, barely avoiding the edges of the two intertwined hand knives. At the same time, his jaw jerked sharply.
With a flick, the three-meter-long braided beard on his chin hit the "hand knife" of the Medusa Sword Saint like an iron whip. There was a crack and the Medusa Sword Saint Ljungberg flew sideways.
It rolled to the side, creating a big crater in the ground. Dust and dust were flying everywhere. Medusa Sword Saint quickly rolled on the ground and stood up.
Rodman, the mammoth Hercules with bulging muscles, lowered his three swords to the ground and stared coldly at these Medusa Sword Saints.
Feiluo's proud symbol of the Mammoth tribe...the three braided beards have been scattered into a fluttering mess, and the ends of the beard have been neatly cut into one section, and the bronze ring above them has fallen to the ground.