Although Yi Jiao was physically injured, he was unambiguous in his movements. Two giant python warriors from the Medusa tribe were thrown onto the red soil bamboo shoots with their tails, and they were hit hard.
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 unexpectedly thrown out by this little thin man with an unattractive appearance, using his tail as a sandbag. Seeing this scene, the two giant python warriors immediately drew out the long-handled swords on their waists, roared and prepared to charge forward.
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!" Fei Luo pulled out a long sheathed sword and pushed it against the chests of the two giant python warriors, causing them to step back 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", swinging out of Feiluo's scabbard, and sticking it 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 clean-shaven head, he has a punk hairstyle that stands up like a shovel, a pair of long iron-scale wrist guards on his wrists, a brass-handled sword and an empty sheath hanging from his waist, and he is dressed in a swamp.
Black turtle leather armor, the ferocious turtle head was evenly cut in half by a sharp blade, forming two natural shoulder armors hanging down on his left and right shoulders. The white bone stubble on the turtle head flashed as the blade passed in front of his eyes.
The coldness.
Fei Luo's eyes tightened. The joints of the hands of the snake warrior opposite him were exposed, his back muscles were strong, and his temples were high. He could tell 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 Saint of the Behemoth Kingdom is the Mantis of the Green Party, the Yellow-jawed Snakemen of the Medusa Clan are also unrivaled masters of swordsmanship. Folks have a more appropriate name for them ----------
--"Mountain Knife"!
It is said that their swords are unsheathed with you, cutting your neck and then re-sheathing them. 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 it broke through the air, it passed by a bunch of bonfires, 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 scratched in the air by this white light.
After two and a half circles, it 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 Zhancheng 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, and Guoguo's little butt twisted.
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 made her feel suddenly strange. A terrifying light flashed across their eyes from time to time, which made Cui Bexi's heart tremble.
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"Have you forgotten something? You are compatriots! You are neighbors!" Mr. Mourinho looked at the two sword masters who were still facing each other with a little sullenness: "You actually asked your own brother for such a trivial matter.
Compatriots draw their swords?"
Upon hearing the officiant's angry rebuke, Fei Luo and Yellow-jawed Medusa immediately bowed and apologized, but their eyes still showed no intention of giving in.
"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 knife-grinding skills? If we win, we can continue to watch as much 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 didn't say anything.
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 untied his Fei Wenli python skin soft armor, revealing a body with criss-crossing scars and strong knotted muscles, and a wide bronze leopard-print belt with five knots.
O'Neill took the long knife with a cold light 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 that was stuck 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.
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"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 special proportions for counterweight. 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,
Warmaul 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, it will lose its trajectory." Mourinho took a puff of his cigar elegantly. "It's not just flying objects, it's the same with everything. If the balance is destroyed,
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 Lampard. Lampard also turned around in circles and actually offset Liu's powerful physics.
Strength, if it's not being attached to Lao Liu, the consequences are really there.
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.
Feileng Cui's heavy sword, Sheng Feiluo's long sword has been unsheathed, holding the handle backwards, Sen Leng's blade is pinned to his arm, cross hand, this is the authentic Green Party's starting knife, by his waist
There are also six long swords with sheaths, and their posture is amazing.
Ljungberg, the yellow-jawed Medusa swordsman, is much more chic. He turns his head sideways, and then faces Fei Luo in front of him. He holds the knife button tightly with both hands, with his fingers against the spring. The long knife is still in the sheath.
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 the surroundings were filled with silence.
After a short wait, Fei Luo finally couldn't hold back and was the first to take action. He leapt forward and used his best left-hand sword-drawing technique to create a rapid lightning bolt, 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-layered 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 heavy impact, 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 a flash of angry sword light was a hundred times faster than his man, 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, and is 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 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 speed, and the second strike is the first.
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 a little distracted by this so-called competition, but in fact it was a dangerous fight.
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. The opponent used the back of the two swords to slam the nose sharpener, which had weakened. 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 started to use absolute killing moves, using the "mirror image" of Fei Luo, and 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, and eight sword lights burst out at the same time, 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 "clinking" blades could be heard incessantly. The two mirror images were instantly shattered, and the Medusa Blade Saint Ljungberg also used the huge sword.
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 almost hurt the audience. "Dancing Blade Whirlwind" is about continuity. Once it stops, he must practice his "mind 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, and the two long knives shook off 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 reached Fei Luo's head in an instant.
The brilliant sword light is like a pear tree, the white color withering in an instant at the most gorgeous moment.
Although this kind of attack was gorgeous, Fei Luo was not afraid. When the three knives struck together, he felt the two long knives tighten. The elephant's trunk was curled up and the long knives were weak, and he made a "Wu Z" 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 that sheds its skin, the whole person suddenly broke away from the shackles of the leather armor. His body shrank sharply. With the inertia, he naturally pressed to the ground and flicked his tail.
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 are all masters of poisoning. As long as a blood vessel is cut by them, the secret snake venom of the Medusa family can make the Behemoth warrior with extremely high anti-venom 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.
Rolling to the side, a big crater was created in the ground. Dust and dust were scattered everywhere. Medusa Sword Saint quickly rolled on the ground and stood up again.
Rodman, the mammoth Hercules with bulging muscles, lowered his sword to the ground and stared coldly at the Medusa Swordsman.
The three braided beards that Fei Luo was proud of as the symbol of the mammoth tribe had been scattered into a flowing messy beard, and the ends of the beard were neatly trimmed.
At one point, the bronze ring on it fell to the ground and was cut into two halves.
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There is a book in Qidian.com -------, brothers, do me a favor and collect it!! (To be continued)