Chapter 1220: tornado

Just when my knife was about to hit her bow, there was a sharp pain on both sides of the scapula, and at the same time, I heard the sound of crushing flesh and blood.
Really, both weapons penetrated my body?
That dare to love...
They had no chance to stop me.
With a bitter laugh, I slashed with all my strength.
There was a crisp sound, and the longbow broke.
The girl was also at the same time, staring in place, staring at the longbow in her hand, and was speechless. A few seconds later, her knees suddenly weakened and collapsed to the ground.
It seems that this bow is of great significance to her, but sorry, in order to win, only sacrifice you-who called you my opponent.
With one hit, I leaned forward, broke free from the sword, and rushed to the other side of the team, where there were still two wizards to solve.
After running less than four steps, I suddenly noticed that my physical strength dropped sharply, as if being continuously pumped by a water pump!
Damn, too much blood loss?
Although my self-healing ability is extremely strong, the blood in my body is limited after all, and excessive blood loss is still fatal.
In this battle, I was wounded a lot, and I was fatal several times. I changed to an ordinary person and rushed to the street early.
As my footsteps softened, I coughed slightly, and again felt blood flowing out of my back trauma.
Is this the last straw that overwhelms the camel?
I was talking to myself, finally feeling a kind of fatigue.
Is that the end?
Countless ripples suddenly appeared in my heart, that was the desire for victory.
Behind me, there were two more breaking wind sounds. Presumably, the two soldiers attacked me again.
Ugh.
With a light sigh, I turned around and handed it out with one hand. I just grabbed the knight's long sword, and raised the straight sword at the same time, colliding with the chopped straight sword.
However, at the moment of the encounter, I actually felt the strength of the other party was so huge, no matter the straight sword or my arm, I couldn't help shaking.
He suddenly became stronger?
After I was shocked, I couldn't help asking myself, but immediately, I found the reason: No, I was almost out of energy.
It seems that it really ends here...
Ah, I'm so unwilling!
If, if not too much blood loss, if there is still some physical strength, if...
Perhaps, it's time to go all out?
Put all your physical strength on the next blow, and let your attack sublimate in an instant, turning it into a domineering scenery on the arena?
Suddenly, I ignited my fighting spirit again. Okay, just do it. Since I can't beat it, let my final blow become the most unforgettable scenery in the top 100 competition!
I plan to fight.
At this moment, a strong wind blew past me.
It's the sound of an arrow, not like a feather arrow, but... a crossbow arrow!
Turning his head sharply, he saw that the crossbow arrow was impartial, just hitting the right chest of the magician who was casting a spell.
The crossbow arrow pierced into the chest interrupted the magician's chanting, and at the same time took away all her fighting power-she was hit by the arrow, and she was unconscious on the spot.
At the same time, there was another crossbow sound, and the second crossbow arrow was shot in the lower abdomen of another magician in surprise, and then came out.
With a cry of pain, the magician fell to the ground, clutching his abdomen, rolling all over the floor.
However, this is not over yet.
The sound of the bow and crossbow stopped, but the sound of the curse did not stop at all.
Yura, standing still, holding her magic wand high, singing loudly.
An inch from the head of the magic wand, a light blue ball of light appeared, and in the light ball, there seemed to be countless phantoms spinning continuously.
The phantom was spinning extremely fast, so fast that it was indistinguishable, and so fast that it was almost invisible.
This magic is...
I am not proficient in magic at all, and I can't see any routines at all, but the sore and sweaty magician who covers the wound knows that, he said in pain: "This, this is wind magic, whirlwind... .No, it's not right, it's high-end, tornado!"
As soon as the voice fell here, the Yura magic wand on the other side lightly tapped, and the light blue ball of light hits the opponent's shield at a very fast speed. The moment the ball of light hits the shield, a violent wind magic burst, a burst of three meters How high a tornado appeared in a violent posture, and within a few seconds, swept half of the field.
Two magicians, a priest, an archer, and even the warrior with a sword were swept out together, colliding with the surrounding magical barriers, and finally, was abandoned in a corner.
At this time, except for the sword warrior, everyone else was unconscious.
"It's time to end," I said lightly, with a smile from the corners of my mouth, and I leaned back and lay straight on the spot: "I'm killed, and your battle is next."
Naotato warrior's nose was almost flat and crooked. How could one be so shameless?
It seems that he rushed into other people’s camp with the determination of death, and made a mess of the formation completely. At the same time, he cooperated with his teammates and eliminated most of his opponents. During the fight to the death, Ah actually lay on the ground and pretended to be dead!
"You...you get up, get up quickly, and fight to the death with me!" The Nauta Warrior was furious.
"I'm already dead." With an expression that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, I said: "You can find someone who hasn't died yet."
"You!" He said angrily: "Don't you have the spirit that an adventurer should have!"
I happily said, "No."
The Naotato warrior was furious, his expression on his face was old and wonderful, but I didn't mean anything, he couldn't bully a guy who was lying on the ground without threat-even though this guy was the culprit who completely ruined his team's hopes.
With a deep and weak sigh, the Nauta Warrior walked away, and the only remaining, and the shield hand, who was able to fight, gathered together and launched a final wave of attacks on my team.
I just lay on the ground, watching the two rush into the enemy camp, fighting and struggling, and finally, the whole army was wiped out.
This game ended with the opponent losing all combat power.
I don't know if our battle is considered a tragic victory. Anyway, I am miserable. Although the wounds all over my body have healed, the symptoms of excessive blood loss continue.
Weak, with soft feet, Jackson had to walk off the arena.
As soon as I stepped off the stage, I met several Phoenix women with red eyes. Apart from anything else, Kagali slapped me hard, and I almost died on the spot.
Barbara was also merciless and gave me a cat's claw, leaving several bloodstains on my body.
Then Kagali said angrily: "Why are you so impulsive, what if something happens to you?"
I laughed and said, "Isn't it all right?"
"Well, everyone is tired, go home first, and talk about something after you go home." Lilea persuaded.
At this time, I said to Godot: "Go and help treat the team that we are fighting against, especially the priest, whose leg seems to be broken by me."
"...Oh" Godot curled his lips: "Fortunately, it hasn't been cut off, otherwise I won't make a mistake."
On the way back, I asked Lizi: "How does this battle feel?"
Lizi was nervous and speechless, Yula patted Lori on her head and boasted: "She can work hard. Since you rushed over, she has been releasing auxiliary magic until the end of the game."
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