"Goblin! What a goblin!" Seeing an elf scout riding a white unicorn war horse, walking on the forest path, the swordsman in white at the head felt that his heartbeat began to accelerate.
It was the first time for him to see such a graceful figure and such a beautiful face as a female warrior. It was also the first time for him to have the original impulse and sigh that the road was long and I felt so lonely.
The swordsman in white swallowed his saliva and pressed down his companion who was about to stand up subconsciously due to daze.
"There is something...Senior Brother, it is not just what you say but what you say..." He lowered his voice, looked at the Junior Brother beside him, and spoke with difficulty.
"Senior brother... Junior brother has respected you for more than ten years... Some things still depend on fate." The young swordsman who was stopped said with a raised eyebrow.
After saying that, he reached out and stroked his temples, looking confident that there was nothing he could do about me being handsome.
"You may not believe it, junior brother... In this world, the strong will be respected after all." The senior brother sneered and puffed up his chest proudly. The three stripes hanging on his heart filled him with excitement.
Pride.
"You are strong...but you are already bald!" The junior brother did not focus on the third-level mark, but looked at the senior brother's rather sad Mediterranean hairstyle.
Anyway, in terms of strength, the two of them are equally matched. Although he can't beat this senior brother, he may not dare to fight with his life.
"Junior brother! Senior brother, how about giving Junior Sister Ziyi to you...?" After feeling the other party's gaze and feeling that he had no chance of winning in the "beauty" competition, the senior brother made a decision.
I can't help it. Although there are many girls these days, they are all rouge fans after all, and there are really not many who can take notice of them.
Junior sister Zi Yi looked pretty good before, except for being shorter, with a slightly thicker waist, a slightly rounder face, and slightly smaller eyes... she still stood out from the crowd.
However, compared with the one riding a white horse in front of me, it is completely unsatisfactory. The one in front of me is completely... just... the best!
"Senior brother, are you kidding?" The handsome junior brother had a disgusted expression on his face: "Are you kidding me?" "In life, you don't have many opportunities like this..."
Junior Sister Ziyi? Don’t be kidding me! Is it fun to sell goods off as inferior? You buy a Golf, but you have the nerve to comfort yourself that you are driving a Phaeton with the same standard?
"Have you had a good chat?" A voice sounded behind the two of them. They were both shocked at the same time. When they looked over, they found a female warrior with a better figure and even more gorgeous and attractive pointed ears.
Looking down at them from horseback.
The swordsman known as Senior Brother looked at the other side and found that they were surrounded. The first female warrior to appear in the distance had blocked their way.
"Two?" He didn't frown, but his face was full of surprise. There were actually two of these beauties! There was no need to argue this time, one for each of them was just right!
"You mean two per person?" The younger brother's expression was even more wonderful. He saw that he was surrounded, surrounded by a group of young ladies who were as beautiful as angels!
This tragic scene made his blood boil! Only the coal boss who walked into the heaven and earth with his handbag could experience this sinister Shura field!
"Hahahaha!" The senior brother also saw the female elven warriors who were surrounding him. He couldn't restrain his ecstasy and laughed loudly: "Two for each person! The rest will be dedicated to the master... We are prosperous!"
"It makes sense! It makes sense!" The sword flew out from the junior brother's waist and hung on his shoulder, with an expression of a sure victory: "In any case, we have made a profit this time! We have gained both human and financial resources, and both wealth and color!
"
The bald swordsman jumped up and unsheathed the long sword at his waist. He wanted to shout loudly to strengthen his momentum, but before he could say anything, he saw a gorgeous talisman light up on the opponent's palm.
Array.
A bolt of lightning struck directly at him. He had no time to dodge, so he could only control his flying sword and take the seemingly powerful blow.
At the same time, he also activated the spiritual energy in his body to protect his body and was ready to receive the blow.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and lightning struck his flying sword, emitting a shining light. Because of the short distance, the bald swordsman could even smell a burnt smell.
Before he could hit the ground, a series of fireballs struck him after the thunder and lightning, which made him extremely embarrassed and kept retreating.
When he regained his footing, he no longer had the free and easy look of his flowing white clothes, and even half of his belt had been burned off.
"..." The bald swordsman frowned slightly and had already stopped teasing. He knew that he had to show some real skills to conquer these beauties.
Unfortunately, before he could hold back his ultimate move, the numerically superior Elf scouts over there had already enlarged their moves... The leader, a Dharma Saint from the Elf clan, waved his slender arms gently, and six or seven lightning bolts were connected in a row.
A piece of it formed, covering the place where the swordsman in white was.
The bald swordsman who was unable to escape quickly parried, but the aura that protected his body was penetrated by lightning, and he fell to the ground with a scream. The lightning was as sharp as a knife, and with scorching temperature, it directly cut the bald swordsman away.
arms and half body.
What's neat and tidy is that the cut wound was charred black, and even the blood didn't fly out. It was cooked directly and the blood vessels were sealed.
On the other side, the swordsman in white, who considered himself handsome, still had a confident smile on his face. However, his head was held in the hands of another elven magic saint, and his body fell to the side.
The wind magic was as sharp as a knife and easily cut through his body. His flying sword struck the defensive magic circle and he had no time to defend himself.
Because he underestimated the enemy, he didn't even attack with all his strength. Also because he underestimated the enemy, he was killed without even releasing the spiritual energy to protect his body.
"The other party's scouts are too weak... So far, not a single one has escaped." Looking at the charred corpses, the female magic saint from the Elf tribe who had just thrown away the thunder and lightning skills as if it was free commented disdainfully.
Another Elf Dharma Saint, who threw away the head in his hand and dispersed the wind magic wrapped around his body, didn't even look at the corpse at his feet, and said: "The order is not to let anyone go! Clear the entire forest!"
As if she had thought of something, when she pressed the horse's belly to urge it forward, she added: "Don't underestimate the enemy!"
