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, with his muscular upper body naked and 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 skin on the back of the Mammoth Sword Saint 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 resisting the white flag.
The enemy has never had the habit of turning his back on the enemy and running away. The scars on his body were all caused by facing the enemy head-on.
Fei Luo insisted on being naked to the upper body. He believed in his superior martial arts skills and 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, most of them were cut by him. Fei Luo is very vain. When there was no war in the past, he always asked the cook to put it on his pants when slaughtering the beast.
Drops of blood.
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 big tree attracts the wind. Such warriors often die 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 of looking up at the mountains.
Fei Luo, who is wearing a seven-handled diamond sword, walks through the thousands of troops with dragon and tiger steps. His face still has the signature teasing smile. In order to pose, Fei Luo's eye sockets have been covered with a pair of golden ink.
Even though the crystal glasses concealed a pair of big eyeballs like bells, the stern eyes that were like swords still shot out from the world behind the sunglasses on this battlefield.
Fei Luo's eyes were unscrupulous and arrogant. His eyes were like the sparks that shot out when the machete was struck on the metal. There was no consciousness of resisting the white flag. His expression seemed to be that of a victorious general on the battlefield.
Here comes another opponent to die.
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. Rather than guarding the gap in the valley, it is better to block the end of the honeycomb-like stone bridge. If they are red-blooded, even the double-heavy oil melons will not be able to repel these guys.
, Liu Zhenshao also had the most helpless trick - use space rings to carry the warriors to each other, and then slide 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 discover 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 who was resisting the white flag. They were the same enemy.
He is strong and strong, with 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 hide their frightened eyes as they stared at this large group of warriors who looked too oppressive in appearance. Their hearts sank, and all kinds of speculations were scattered like a kaleidoscope.
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 mole, every gray dwarf, and every hawk-hawk focused on him the moment he appeared. No matter how bright the stars in the night sky are, after the dawn breaks, the brightest light will always be
Or 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 Moores on the other side suddenly fell into chaos. Puff after puff of blood-colored mist swirled around the neck of Mage Moore with a bloody ball of 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 divine arrow of the Haos clan, still has dozens of armor-breaking and demon-breaking arrows on hand, but he has been reluctant to use them just now. What he meant when he reported this sentence is: at this distance, with the super range and range of the Qiaojin strong bow,
With his archery skills, he would have no problem 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 will never be able to be flawless due to the height of gray dwarves, and these blood elf wizards should not ignore the power of the opponent's bed crossbow.
Ladi stood at what he thought was a safe distance. 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 it really got to that point and it deviated further and further away 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 their 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 feels that it is a little small. No matter how you look at the expressions of the two kings of the hill, they don't look like they are giving way. Dwarves are originally
Known for their strength, the strength of the one-meter-two-meter-tall dwarves is 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 -
----------------Compared with them, Mammoth Hercules is probably a little inferior.
The two kings of the hill were still beating the war drums desperately, as if they were demonstrating. The loud sound of the drums was enough to reduce a normal person's hearing to ninety decibels. There was a look in their eyes that was so depressing that it was deformed.
The flame of hatred, in front of these four flames, even steel will be melted by the burning "squeak".
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 glanced over the faces of the gray dwarf warriors around him one by one, and every gray dwarf warrior swept by his gaze
The dwarf warriors involuntarily lowered their volume 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, they were greeted by Fat Luo Lip.
There was a faint hint of ridicule in the corner.
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 who was holding 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 holding the knife. The veins of those strong hands were already exposed. The two hill dwarf kings finally got out of the way the moment he approached.
There is a path.
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 consciously stood on the periphery. The words spoken by these blood elves were all in elven language, and he would listen even if he got closer.
If you don’t understand, you simply won’t join in the fun. Fatty’s little eyes were darting around on the neck arteries of the two hill kings not far away, as if 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 seems to have underestimated the cunningness of the fallen elves. Whether it is Liu Zhenhan or Fei Luo, it is too early to be happy!
There was no sign, perhaps because Moore's way of issuing combat orders was very covert. Several troll bats hovering above Fei Luo's head shot out at least five calyx swords wrapped with red light at this moment, which penetrated Fei Luo directly.
Luo's forehead.
Rodman was in the enemy camp, surrounded by enemies. He was on defense again and again, and he didn't dare to relax at all. However, at this moment, when he saw Master Moore who came with him showing an expression that seemed to be a successful communication, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.
loose.
Although he was a little confused when he suddenly encountered a sneak attack, he had experienced hundreds of battles after all, and he did not lose an inch after all. A light sliding step brought out three clanking dragon roars, and saw several cold lights suddenly appearing in the air.
Sparks exploded from the swinging iron curtain, and all the calyx swords were cut 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, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He opened his mouth and spat out a shower of bright red blood.
A Moorish mage waved, and Fei Luo's blood spurted out like a long swimming snake, which was "suddenly" sucked into his hand, blended 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 attacked by one's own blood, all the warm blood may be sucked out of the 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 Coulee firegun 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 on his back.------------------------The two hills
The Dwarf King suddenly and insidiously attacked while Rodman's back was turned to them. The weapon of the sneak attack was the animal bone drumsticks shining with gray-white light in their hands. Driven by the powerful power of the two hill kings,
, two animal bone drumsticks flashed like lightning, wrapped in a ball of silver-gray energy, and hit Rodman's strong back hard.
"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
Collina 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 just that 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 spat out a mouthful of blood, he immediately started to look like he was drunk.
Likewise, his legs were spinning in a circle, and the three gold steel machetes held in his hands and nose, two short and one long, also slipped down weakly, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
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 dwarves!
The moment the Moores attacked Ferro, Nedved immediately responded in kind.
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, just like piercing a kebab.
It shocked the mages in the front row to the core. In just a blink of an eye, more than ten mages fell down. They were 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 fell to the ground without grace, because they could only rely on the height of the dwarves to avoid such ultra-long-range attacks.
The bat elf knights who were instilled with blood in the sky also encountered Liu Zhensha's roll call. The splattered shrapnel made the reunited bat knights burst into laughter. Nine series of water arrows and fireballs were also inside.
It took a while to get mixed up, but soon countless blood-based magics began to rescue these Bat Knights. After protecting themselves, the magicians became the best guardians on the battlefield.
The two kings of the hill did not give Rodman, who was in a dazed state, a chance to breathe. Beamon's powerful warriors have a certain natural ability to resist magic. 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 pounced on Fei Luo, who was swinging his bow legs in place.
The bronze musket 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 thundering roar.
The Moores probably couldn't figure it out even if they tried their best to figure it out-------------------------------------------The one on the other side
The long-range weapons in the hands of these Behemoths can actually be so domineering. The two sides are at least 1,200 yards apart! Magic is just that, how can even bows and arrows be used? In historical legends, it seems that only the moon
Does the Elf's bird-wing ballista have such power?
Both sides were shocked by the opponent's weak strength. For a moment, there was a brief blank on the battlefield. The only one who did not stop was the other hill dwarf king. If he was influenced by his comrades,
With a fighting mentality, he was no longer a king of the hill. Hearing his companion's howl of pain, the king of the hill didn't even blink. He was wielding a giant axe, seemingly slow but actually very fast, swinging his body three times.
In two steps, he moved in front of Rodman, who was in a dazed state. A giant ax that looked like a door panel hugged Rodman's forehead and chopped it down. The strong wind that was created when the giant ax was pressed down made the air around him tremble.
It 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 be killed by this axe.
Dead.
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 B lines, was slightly stunned.
"Dwarf!" Rodman shouted angrily, interrupting the King of the Hill's lust. With this roar, two long knives flew towards the King of the Hill's throat, 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 use several different clones to eliminate and purify all bad conditions! Rodman's "mirror image" is the second level, which can transform into two identical clones. Although they have no attack power, they are like real people.
Ordinary existence, the one whose head was just opened by the king of the hill is a complete Xibei.
As the only Zerg Behemoth that has survived from the era of the war between gods and demons, the Green Party's Mantis people, 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 something similar to
A completely different fighting method from the world, which exerts powerful lethality-------------- Whether it is mirror image, wind step, tilt, jump chop and blade storm, there is no difference.
The powerful attack patterns produced in this outstanding practice.
As the swordsmanship instructor and recognized swordsman of the Behemoth Kingdom, for countless years, in the hands of the swordsman of the Green Party clan, as a foreign disciple, there are only no more than
Ten people, nine of them are Beamon from the Munk tribe, and the other one is exactly the current Mammoth Hercules Rodman!
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 are not only proficient in two-handed weapons, but also have 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 multiple 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.
In the process of cultivating the mind power of the Green Party's Chai Feng Sword Technique, there is also a saying of "quietly enlightening one sword". Rodman once rode a rattan boat and stayed in the middle of the Sanggan River for several days without eating or drinking.
Waiting for a huge wave rushing down from the upstream, and cutting the huge wave in half with the power of just one sword. This kind of "wave cutting" and the hobgoblin's sword-drawing technique have the same goal in principle. They are both pursuits.
A fatal blow.
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 automatically
Falling off, the human sword merges 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 height in self-training. If the ultimate goal is compared to the moon, then at most they feel that they are the only one who has climbed the ladder.
We climbed to the top of the mountain to look at the moon, while all living beings were still watching from the ground. At most, a few climbed into the trees to look at the moon. Looking back suddenly, we may realize that the historical heroes we once admired were actually just standing on a mountain higher than ourselves.
Just watching.
Humble people are not necessarily Yakuza masters, but none of the Yakuza masters are humble. This is why the Saint Chio magician Puskas is approachable, but a half-bottle like Master Ortega 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 is a genius idea! The arc curve of the gold-steel machete is far better than
The long sword needs more tension, so after mastering the skills of sword-drawing that the hobgoblin is good at, Feiluo invented this "backhand lifting knife", which increases the power with speed and is unparalleled in ferocity. The lord personally gave it the name "
"Fatal knife"!
In the face of this "deadly sword" that was as powerful as the sea of 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 moves, and finally
Hoping to face two long knives thrust at his throat and withstand 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 cause 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 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 slammed the back of the ax heavily.
It hit the King of the Hill on the chest.
"It's wrong to come and go!" Rodman immediately threw away the long knife stuck in the middle of the giant axe, quickly held the 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 King of the Hill who was vomiting blood after being hit by the back of the axe. The King of the Hill's huge body was pulled around by the sharp and heavy double knives, and Rhodes
Man's Nose 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 shattering, 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 rolled in his nose was blown out of his nostrils by a ball of anger, along with a thick ball of green snot.
Like a powerful crossbow, it pierced the side of 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 flaming meteorites were like meteors in the sky, knocking open 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 droplets from the corner of his eyes. He roared and swung a storm hammer and hit the arrogant Behemoth, Grain in the air.
They also appeared, launching dense "frost star showers", beating those pig-faced bat knights to pieces. A few desperate oxhawks flew past from low altitude, and charged the mammoth sword saint with their weapons.
.
Fei Luo, who was lying in the air, let out a series of strange screams, but he could not escape the intensive blows. He was immediately covered in bruises. The weapons that hit him bounced back in strange ways, and even that one
The Storm Hammer was no exception, and it struck heavily on the already bleeding and blurred eye sockets of the hill dwarf king.
A chaos of magic and long-distance shooting!
He saw a sausage-like nose poking into the water on the Gibraltar River, fleeing straight to the other side of the river. There were countless magic haloes above this nose protecting 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 dazzled her. How could she have such adaptability?
Helen quietly made a V-sign on the side and smiled sweetly.
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 angrily, 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-duty crossbow in his two smooth wings. The two beauties beside him made the giant crane look as graceful as a jade tree in the wind.
The Moorish blood elves are almost going crazy. How come even a bird can shoot an ultra-long-range bow and arrow? When was this long-range bow and arrow invented? Could it be that the current civilization has evolved to the point where this kind of bird can also shoot arrows?
?
"This archery technique..." Nedved sniffed and said, "...it's awesome!"
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I'm still three hours late. It seems I'm too obsessed with the word count. Please give me a ticket to support it!
By the way, let me clarify, I didn’t get married on May Day, I just bought furniture recently, I got married on National Day.
Some brothers said that Gao Cen was Gundam, why did Xiaori also come out?
Haha, Gundam is GUNDAM, and Gautem is GOLEM. Those who pay attention to magic should know that this means golem. In Hebrew, it means a body or raw material without a soul. According to the transliteration, it should be Golem. I will give it to you.
It was changed to Gao Cen.
I recommend a song for everyone to listen to, "Perfume Is Poisonous", which is very sung against women. (To be continued)