Chapter 1819: Angry man-eating tree

The priest finished the treatment in a dazed expression. He looked at my leg suspiciously, then continued to stare at the wand in his hand in a daze.
The blindfolded elf squatted down and checked my right leg. After confirming that the muscles and bones were healed, he turned to the priest and said, "Thank you."
The pastor who was in a daze came back to his senses, answered perfunctorily, and then continued to be in a daze.
"Are there any questions?" The blindfolded elf asked in confusion, "If you have any, you might as well say it."
"Ah? Ah...no, no, I was just a little surprised, when has the healing technique been so powerful?"
The blindfolded elf smiled and said, "Your healing skills have always been great, but I have personally experienced it."
"No, it's still something wrong," the priest murmured, shaking his head.
"Don't doubt yourself anymore," the blindfolded elf said: "You have to believe in yourself. Perhaps you have unintentionally realized the true meaning of the healing technique before you let it go to the next level, but you haven't noticed it yet."
The priest pondered for a long time, nodded slowly, and said, "Maybe."
Listening to the conversation between the two, I was a little funny, and I felt even more thankful.
Fortunately, the blindfolded elves admired the healing skills of this elf priest, and fortunately the elf priest was too confident in his own strength, otherwise the self-healing ability of my body might be exposed.
I just recovered from the leg injury here, and I couldn't sit still there. I grabbed Xilan's demon knife and went straight to the elite cannibal tree.
The blindfolded spirit did not stop me, but inserted the dagger back into the scabbard, leaning on one side of the rock with his arms around him, and quietly watching the battle with his so-called mind.
The Great Sword Elf was smashing the wooden thorns smashed by the Elf Tree Spirit. The roaming gunner had a cold expression on his face, holding a revolver in each hand, while avoiding the constantly emerging wooden thorns, he tilted the magic bullet to the cannibal. On the trunk of the tree.
The sturdy tree trunk crackled with bullets, and sawdust flew across, quickly blasting a piece of bark the size of a washbasin, but the trunk of the cannibal tree was too sturdy, and it was exaggerated, just a piece of bark. , It is impossible to cause substantial damage to the cannibal tree.
However, this wheel projectile is not completely useless. The ice attribute magic and light attribute magic contained in it can affect the movement of the man-eating tree and slow its attack speed.
However, even so, fighting an elite cannibal tree with their power is still a bit far-fetched.
As for my joining...I can only protect myself, and practice the sword technique while protecting myself. At most, try to mobilize the killing intent to see if I can manipulate it freely, that's all.
It is too difficult for me to reverse the situation. In the face of this level of battle, I can at most act as a strong soy sauce party.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, a vigorous and familiar figure broke into the battlefield, a female elf holding a knight's sword before.
As soon as she entered the battlefield, the female elf used her powerful means. She twisted her waist and charged up a little. Then she shot her eyes brightly, raised her great sword, turned around and cut it for three consecutive times. .
In an instant, three crescent-shaped arcs of white light, purple light, and yellow light came out one after another, killing the elite cannibal trees at the speed of the tide.
The outermost white light was the first to be hindered by the wood thorns. After cutting off the four wood thorns, the white light disappeared.
Purple light is different from white light. It seems to have magical properties. After touching the wood thorn, it turns into a purple electric current and winds around the surface of the wood thorn. At first glance, the surface of the wood thorn seems to be covered with purple snakes.
The yellow light that follows is similar to the purple light. It has the same magical properties and is also an electric current. But unlike the purple electric current, the yellow electric current is like a time bomb when it comes into contact with the purple electric current. With several snaps, the three wooden thorns were blown into pieces one after another.
The seven wooden thorns were solved at once, this woman said so powerfully!
Once again, I was amazed by her moves, and for a while I forgot to resist, and finally I was pierced with a hole by the wood, but this time it was okay. It didn't hurt my body, but just pierced one of my trouser legs. .
There is no injury, just unsightly.
Don’t look at some cartoons and comics, there are often characters with lack of trouser legs, or lack of sleeves. They were once extended to be synonymous with cool, handsome and free and easy. In practice, you can try it. Looks very twisted, no one will praise your clothes and pants when you walk on the street. Those who are handsome are okay, at least handsome faces can be eye-catching. If it is that kind of terrible, wear a set of missing sleeves and trouser legs. Clothing, not being grabbed by passers-by and beaten up is considered light-affect the city appearance.
With the addition of female fighters, the elite cannibal tree finally felt the pressure.
Female fighters have fancy moves and have a wide range of attacks. They are especially effective against small-scale attacks like wooden thorns. Almost every time they attack, they can cut three or four wooden thorns.
The roaming gunner also no longer needed to stare at the trunk to attack because of the female warrior, and instead launched a counterattack against the wooden thorns that attacked him.
His methods of attack are equally diverse, shooting for a while, kicking for a while.
The roaming gunner’s kick is not a joke at first glance. The calf is lifted back, and the force is charged. During the process of charging, there is a strong force of fading attached to it, and it is comparable to attaching to it. The bullet that exploded magic instantly kicked the thorn off.
This wooden thorn had just been kicked off, and three new ones appeared over there. The roaming gunner was not in a hurry, he was lowered, his hands resting on the ground, and he kicked in an inverted posture.
With three crisp noises, he kicked the three wooden thorns, even though they didn't break.
The Great Sword Elf got rid of the wood thorns and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at me. I happened to look at him and grin at him, but he did not respond, but immediately turned away his face and strode. Run toward the elite cannibal tree body.
When he was still four or five meters away from the cannibal tree, he suddenly jumped high, just avoiding a row of abrupt thorns, his body adjusted slightly in mid-air, and then he put the knife in front and the body behind. Smashed down.
He jumped out of thin air not only to jump high, but also to jump far, plus the length of the giant sword, it happened to be cut on a main pole of the cannibal tree.
With a few crackles, the main pole was cut with a sword.
This blow directly reduced one-fifth of the wood thorns.
The cannibal tree grinned in pain, and the big mouth on the body roared like an angry bear.
The angry elite cannibal tree picked up one of the main poles and smashed it at the Great Sword Elf. That momentum and power, once hit, would not die or be seriously injured!
However, the Great Sword Elf brazenly raised the huge sword in a blocking posture, intending to take the blow with the huge sword and his flesh and blood.
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