Vol 4 Chapter 141: Foreign Knife Saint

Ten thousand years is really too long-said the blood elves. [m rapid update]
All eyes are wide open at this moment.
With the help of Fei Luo, the first Moor blood elf mage was walking step by step across the obsidian skybridge formed naturally on the Gibraltar River, and towards the foot of the giant streamer crowded with blood elves.
Whether this battle needs to be fought again, to a large extent depends on the lack of virtue in the mouth of the Mage Moore.
With a strong upper body and a white cloth banner on his shoulders, Fei Luo accompanied the Moore mage to the place where the opposing army was lined, without turning back.
Fat Luo is actually not fat. He has rocky muscles all over his body, with scars crisscrossing all over his body, like pine root knots. On his trousers waist, he uses a palm-wide copper-headed leather belt to hold the seven steel long knives. These seven knives were still supported by the members of the mammoth heavy cavalry, and finally they did not make it to the point where there were no knives on the scene.
Although the back of Mammoth Knife Sage is rough, it is as clean as a piece of white paper. Except for the newly shaved stubble, there is no scar on it. Moor soldiers with a little common sense should know that the man in front of him carries a white flag. The enemy has never had the habit of running away with his back to the enemy. All his injuries were left by facing the enemy head-on.
Fat Luo tried his best to be naked. Believing in his superior martial skills, he even rejected the "Death Lord's Shield" that the Lord Lord asked the little nun to provide him.
According to him, this is called psychological warfare! Regardless of whether you can fight or not, let the opponent be shorter first.
Fei Luo thinks that his figure is still good. As for the scars, most of them were cut by himself. Fei Luo is very vain. When he didn't have a rod to beat him, he always asked the cook to slaughter the beast. Blood dripped from it.
His thoughts have had a good effect. Whether on the surface or underground, a majestic warrior like a mammoth is extremely rare. A warrior full of glory is even rarer. The tree attracts the wind, and this kind of warrior is often disabled on the battlefield. The highest rate. Most of the soldiers in the Moor army can hardly believe that there are people in this world who are as tall and strong as the King of the Hill and the Typhon Giant. The closer they are to this warrior, every gray dwarf warrior and Moore The more in his heart there is the illusion of looking up at Gao Tong.
The Fat Luolong, wearing a seven-handed long diamond sword, walked through the Ten Thousand Horses, still with the signature joke smile on his face. In order to pose, Fei Luo’s eye sockets have been covered with gold smoky crystal glasses. Even though they are covered by a pair of big copper bell-like eye blisters, the look in the eyes that is like a knife light is still from The world behind the sunglasses shot wildly on this battlefield.
Fei Luo's eyes were unscrupulous and rampant, his eyes were like sparks shot out when he hit the machete on the money, without the slightest awakening of carrying a white flag. His expression was like a general who was victorious on the battlefield, patrolling and sending off his opponent.
Liu Zhensha took all the soldiers out of the valley from the U-shaped pass and came to the north shore.
This is also to prepare the final plan in case of a collapse. Instead of guarding the valley gap, it would be better to jam the head of the beehive-like stone bridge. If the red eye is smashed, the two-material oilmelon will not retreat these guys, Liu Zhenshock has the most helpless trick-use space rings to hold the soldiers with each other, and then slip their feet.
But if you do that, Liu Shock's deliberation will be wasted.
The gray dwarf warriors on the south bank horribly discovered that in the valley on the opposite side, apart from their old rivals Takin Warrior and Typhon Giants, there are actually a whole number of ten opponents who are exactly the same as this white flag-bearing enemy. They are a model. The strong, long nose like arms, the braided beard, and the arrogant and indifferent eyes that are unforgettable after a glance.
Behind them, there stood a stronger warrior. This warrior had a fierce bald head and two whale baleens were hanging diagonally. Behind this stronger warrior stood a particularly strong warrior who had evil triangular eyes.
When did the Underground Fury Continent have so many samurai like gods?
The gray dwarf warriors advocating force and superstitious violence stared at this large group of warriors who were too forceful in appearance, their hearts sank, and all kinds of guesses were chaotic like a kaleidoscope. Land is plentiful.
Under the atmosphere of the stars and moon, Liu Zhensha stepped out of the crowd, standing proudly in the forefront of all the soldiers, staring at the Moors under the blood-colored giant flag across the river, although the light here is no longer as good as the flame. The valley is so hot, but the gaze of every Omen, every gray dwarf, and every eagle man focused on him the moment he appeared. No matter how bright the stars in the night sky, after dawn, the brightest light It will always be Di Polo.
Liu's shocked eyes are like the dazzling sunlight, moisturizing everything in the world, but once you stare at him, your eyes will slide open involuntarily, because he is blooming with an unbelievable light all the time.
Forty Musk air cavalry drove the giant Newton bird under the crotch, spread out the stitched beggar wings, and echoed the Moor air cavalry who were riding pig-faced troll bats on the other side, and the tidal lord Grein flashed. The huge wind wings disappeared into the air out of thin air after a series of strange laughs.
No matter who it is, he will be terrified of a super-order monster that can use the "invisibility technique". The demons on the opposite bank are immediately plunged into a chaos, and a puff of mist is turning from his neck to a light ball. They broke out in their hands, spread to the sky, and sold detection magic and shields.
"Lord Lord, I've been standing with my tail around for a long time, should I come down to rest, right?" Samurai Anaconda Olajuwon suppressed his throat and muttered to the lord in the distance.
"Hold on, it's not common to be an eight-meter-tall samurai. If you curl your tail, you are not as tall as I am, and you are still deterring the other person." Before the lord could speak, the whale warrior Feigao sullied the Medusa. At a glance.
"Three breaths, half." Nedved standing behind Liu Shao, squirmed his lips slightly.
The house archer Zheqin still has dozens of armour-piercing arrows in his hands, and has just been unwilling to use it. What he meant by reporting this sentence is: at this distance, with the superb range of the flea tendon bow and his archery skills, sniping the opponent between the three breaths. These blood cells around the neck are half of the Mage Dimo. no problem.
Any army has its shortcomings, and Moore is no exception. The magician who should be intensively protected is regrettable because of the gray dwarf's height. It can never be seamless, and these blood elf wizards shouldn't ignore the power of the opponent's crossbow, standing at a distance that they think is safe. With the habit of winning weak physiques and not focusing on heavy armor of the elven warriors surrounded by these wizards, it is absolutely no problem that a powerful bow of flea tendons can penetrate several people with one arrow.
Ten thousand years ago, the custom crossbow was indeed not invented. \\mStarter\\
Liu Zhensha was speechless after hearing the words of the centaur archer. If he really got to that point, he would be farther and farther away from his original intention. What should he do?
The situation seems to be going to a bad place. Now that the white flag has been played, the hostility of the Moor army has not changed a bit. The two are desperately beating the hill dwarf king, turning around and staring with cold eyes Fei Luo came slowly. One on the left, one on the right, two huge bodies blocking Rodman's path.
The small body of the blood elf mage passed through the gap left by the two of them, of course, there is no problem, Rodman thinks it is a little smaller, and the two hill kings don’t look like a way of giving way. The dwarves use power. Known well, the strength of a dwarf with a height of one meter and two is comparable to that of a tauren. The five-meter-high hill dwarf king, even people with poor imagination, can imagine how terrifying their strength will be-the mammoth is big Compared with them, Lux is also slightly inferior.
The two hill kings are still desperately beating the war drums, as if they are demonstrating. The huge drum sound can make a normal person's hearing drop to ninety decibels. There is a suppressed and deformed hatred flame in their eyes. . In front of these four flames, even steel will be melted by the burning "squeak".
When the gray dwarf warriors all around saw this dark battle, they immediately pulled their throats desperately. Fat Luo's gaze swept across the faces of the gray dwarf warriors around, every gray dwarf who was swept by his gaze. The soldiers involuntarily lowered the volume by an octave. When these gray dwarf warriors realized the timidity and cowardice that they had unintentionally revealed, and were about to regain the situation with a louder voice, they were greeted by the corners of Fat Luo's lips. There was a faint ridicule.
The flames ejected from the eyes of the two hill kings became more turbulent, and the hostility of the twin ghosts at the door became more intense. Rodman's eyes met this provocation, and his steps were still heavy and powerful. , Without the slightest timidity, everyone noticed a detail. The majestic samurai had already lifted the two handles of the waist with his fingers, and the solid blade and scabbard gently rubbed a trace of hoarse friction. sound.
The clear expression on Fei Luo's face told everyone that if anyone dared to block his way, he must be hit.
The two hill kings hesitated a little, maybe they didn't expect the enemy carrying the white flag to have such courage. It was just this one who was stunned, and Rodman walked towards them without evasive. , The eyes of the two hill kings fixed on Rodman's hands. Those powerful hands were already exposed. The moment the two hill dwarf kings got closer, they finally let go. Tao.
In the front was the blood elf mage who was staggering, and behind him was Rodman with a straight waist. Until the two of them passed through, the two hill kings were still staring at Fei Luo's back in a trance with complicated eyes.
"Rodman really is a stubborn flower bug!" Seeing this scene, even the boss on the other side of the river who silently sweated Fat Luo couldn't help but applaud.
The released blood elf mage and a majestic Moor elf under the giant flag took their heads. Rodman consciously stood on the periphery. All these blood elf spoken were in elf language, and he couldn't hear him even if he moved closer. Understand, just don't join in the excitement. Fei Luo's small eyeballs were turning around the neck arteries of the two kings of hills not far away, as if choosing an incision to be cut; for a while, looking at the Gibraltar River, as if choosing one. In case of a melee, how can I choose a perfect retreat to escape the pursuit?
This round of talks between the Moors was almost at the most important moment in determining the future of the indigenous inhabitants of the Rageflame Continent and Liu’s dream of shaking the enclosure. Everyone held their breath, and the militias held their weapons and tightened them. , Loose and tight.
It was originally the discussion between the two moles that gradually attracted the participation of other moles. Looking across the river, these moles seemed to be arguing very intensely.
A smile appeared on Liu Zhensha's face. There was an argument, which meant that the Moore who had been released back did not speak nonsense. It seems that these blood elves are indeed persistent in their belief in returning to the surface.
Soon, the Moor elf, who was released back as the peace messenger, walked towards the waiting Fat Luo with a spring breeze. Although his steps were still so weak, his face was covered with a smug smile.
Fei Luo raised his eyebrows at the Moor Elf and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
All the Beamon warriors on the river bank looked at each other and smiled, there seems to be a door!
Everyone seemed to underestimate the cunning of the fallen elves, whether it is Liu Zhensha or Fat Luo, it is too early to be happy! There was no sign, perhaps the way Moore gave combat orders was very concealed. A few troll bats hovering above Fatty’s head shot out at least five calyx swords entwined with red light at this moment. Fat Luodi forehead.
Rodman was standing by the enemy camp. He was already defending and defending. He didn't dare to relax at all. But at this moment, seeing the Mage Moore who came with him showed an expression of successful communication, his heart was also relieved. .
Suddenly encountered a sneak attack. Although it was a bit turbulent, after all, it was considered a battle, and after all, it was not messed up. A light sliding step brought out three sounds of clank and dragon. I saw a few chills in the air A spark exploded on the heavy iron curtain that was swinging open, and the calyx sword was chopped into pieces of scrap iron by the diamond sword.
The furious Mammoth Sword realized that the treacherous Moore Mage was actually bewildering himself. He just wanted to rush over and this Moore Mage was suddenly hit with two heavy blows on his back. There was a huge tremor, his eyes were black, and he couldn't hold it anymore. "Wow" opened his mouth and spouted a rain of blood.
A Mage Moore beckoned, and the blood that Fat Luo spewed was like a swimming snake. Suddenly he was sucked into his hand, combined into a string of blood balls, and shot into the air on the long sword held horizontally by the sword chants riding on the pig-faced troll bat.
Blood lead!
Once attacked by its own blood lead, the blood full of blood may be sucked out of the body! Partial magic has its own malicious place!
"We need your magic teleportation array! But we don't want to give up hatred!" The blood elf mage who was released back laughed loudly: "Just catch you! Naturally there is a way for you to help us make a magic teleportation array! "
"Obis Latch!" Liu shocked and opened his clothes with a grin, and the coulee fire in his pocket flashed with moving light.
The two heavy blows that Fei Luo suffered from behind can only be seen clearly by the Beamon, who is on the other side of the river. The two hill dwarf kings took advantage of the Lord very suddenly and very sinisterly. When Man turned his back to them, he started his attack. The weapon of the sneak attack was in their hands with beast bone drumsticks shining off-white. Driven by the powerful force of the two hill kings, the two beast bone drumsticks were like electric flowers. In a flash, a ball of silver-gray energy hit Rodman's strong back.
"Damn'Storm Mallet'!" Chief Typhon roared, his hands pulled apart a huge distance, and a ball-sized meteorite shining with flames slowly condensed into its embryonic form.
The two "Storm Hammers" that hit Rodman were really overbearing to the extreme. The huge physical power possessed by the Hill Dwarf King is really surprising. With Fei Luo's physical fitness and muscle strength, it is even a science. Rena struck an electric cannon on his chest. He had to use 70% of his strength to spit out blood from his beating, but the two kings of the hill did it with two drumsticks. ! What is even more incredible is that the two so-called "storm mallets" obviously carry a stun effect. After Fatty was exposed to two flying mallets and spurted blood, the whole person immediately began to look like drunk. The legs fluttered and turned in a circle, and the two short and one long three steel machetes pinched by the hand and the nose also weakly "Kangdang" slipped off, smashing a cloud of dust on the ground.
Dwarves can be said to be the most insensitive to elemental power. The King of the Hill can perform in this way, it is indeed a rare alien among dwarves!
The moment the Moors attacked Ferro, Nedved immediately returned the color.
The Moore mages also meant to sneak attack on Rodman, and the sharp blades of armor and feathers swept into the air into a fan, piercing through the magic shield they had already opened. Just like wearing a kebab, the mage in the front row was pierced to the heart. In just a blink of an eye, the Mage Moore fell over a dozen, all being shot together by feather arrows. A small window was opened on the chest and back, and there was still ice on it, which was absolutely cool.
The gray dwarf warriors all around rushed over, waving their shields, and the rest of the mages all lay on the ground without manners, because this was the only way to avoid the ultra-long-range blows of the opponent by the height of the dwarves.
The sky was instilled with blood to lead the bat elf knight, and Liu shocked the name. The sputtering shrapnel made the reunited bat knights a lot of fun. The nine series of water arrows and fireballs were also in it. mix. However, countless blood magics soon began to relieve these bat knights. After protecting themselves, the magician was the best guardian on the battlefield.
The two hill kings did not give Rodman a chance to breathe while he was in a state of vertigo. The powerful warriors of Beamon had a certain natural resistance to magic. These two hill kings backhanded out a giant door-like door behind their waist. The axe, holding a drumstick in one hand and a giant axe in the other, viciously rushed to the Fat Luo who was shaking his legs in place.
The bronze fire in Liu Zhenshock's hand calmly folded and loaded the bullets. With a gunshot, a hill king on the other side of the river covered his eyes in pain, stopped the pace of the charge, and let out a loud roar.
The Moores think that even if they want to break their heads, they don’t understand The long-range weapons in the hands of the gang of Beamon who are on the opposite side can actually be so domineering, but the two sides want at least one distance. Thousands or two hundred yards! Magic is enough, how can even bows and arrows come in handy? In historical legends, it seems that only the Moon Elf birdwing ballista has this kind of power, right?
Both sides were slightly shocked by the opponent's strength, and a short gap appeared on the battlefield for a while. The only one who did not stop his actions was the other hill dwarf king. It is not a king of the hill anymore. Hearing the howl of his partner, the king of the hill did not blink his eyes. He wielding a giant axe seems to be slow but fast, swaying. The body moved in three steps and two steps to Rodman, who was in a dizzy state. The door-like giant axe hugged Rodman's forehead and slashed down. The strong wind wrapped up when the giant axe pressed down let the surrounding air. Both brought out a string of screaming sonic booms.
Dwarves are expert axe players. This axe broke apart along the central axis of the top of Fat Luo's skull, and also split the spine. Even if the God of War came in person, he would die under the lore of this axe. deal.
Fat Luo's body was split in two, and there was a huge gap, like two light clouds, falling crookedly to the left and right.
While the King of the Hill admired his outstanding axe skills, he was surprised to find that this tough opponent who was split in half did not even splash a bit of blood. This made him prepare for the red color, and then used his tongue. Licking the thick blood on the giant axe, the hill dwarf king who presented a series of Boolean B lines in a pulling style was slightly shocked.
"Dwarf!" Rodero interrupted the King of the Hill's obscenity with a roar. With this roar, two long knives swept to the throat of the King of the Hill.
The two long knives belong to two mammoth saints of mammoth knives.
This is the stunt of the Green Party's sword technique"Mirror"!
This is a "mirror" that can be used with several different clones to eliminate and purify all bad states! Rodman's "mirror" is Tier 2 and can transform two identical clones. Although they have no offensive power, they are like real people. The one who has just been attacked by the king of the hill is a complete Xibei.
The Green Party Mantis, as the only Zerg Bemun that has survived the era of the Great War. If there is no absolute strength, how can we retreat in the three world wars! Unlike the "madness" of most Beimon warriors and the "fighting" of human warriors, the Greens have always been practicing a pure "mind force" to cultivate the power of mind. To make up for the weak body, thereby creating a way of fighting completely different from the world, and exerting a powerful lethality. No matter if it is mirroring, or rushing, leaning or jumping and dancing Blade Storm is a powerful attack mode produced in this outstanding training method.
As the instructor of the sword technique and recognized sword sage of the Kingdom of Bemun, for countless years, in the hands of the sword sage of the Green Party, a foreign disciple and identity, fully appreciate the true meaning of the Green Party’s wind chasing knife and the power of thought, only no more than Ten people, nine of them are Munke Bimon. The other one is precisely Rodman, the current mammoth strongman!
The King of the Hill instantly changed from a sneak attacker to a sneak attacker.
The sword that the two saints of swords slanted over, one true and one fake, does not belong to the most powerful jump and split in the Green Party swordsmanship, but belongs to the "one-handed sword drawing" among the hobgoblin two-handed swordsmanship, Razor Mountain Hobgoblin Although they had been defeated by the Fei Lengcui militia in the battle against the soil, they also won the sympathy of Fei Lengcui. The most outstanding warrior among the hobgoblins was not only proficient in two-handed weapons, but also had one-handed expertise. Their "single-handed sword drawing technique" pays attention to the use of a tiny arc between the scabbard and the body as a lever. The sword is lifted out with instant force, and the principle of speed and lever arc is used as the explosive force. Hobgoblin warriors who are known for their strength provide an offensive method that is several times more lethal.
This kind of "sword drawing with one hand" is certainly not as effective as the traditional combo fencing skills of hobgoblin warriors in army battles, but in a one-on-one duel, it can play a tricky angle and increase strength several times. The outstanding effect.
During the practice of the Green Party’s wind chasing knife method, there is also a saying that "quietly realize a knife". Rodman used to ride in a vine boat before staying in the middle of the Sanggan River for several days without eating or drinking. To wait for a great wave rushing down from the upper reaches of the earth, with only a single blade of power, the penance of cutting the wave in half. This "slashing waves" and the hobgoblin's sword-drawing technique have the same goal in principle by different routes, and both are for the purpose of pursuing a fatal blow.
The final training form of Zhanlang aims to pursue the highest realm of "hands making a knife". Once the Green Party Clan Sword Master can comprehend the true meaning of this final form of knife, the spring serrated knife on his arm will Automatically fall off, the human and the knife are unified, and walk into the extreme.
Rodman is still too far away from the realm of Jidao. Whether it is martial arts or magic, it is very, very difficult to cultivate to the highest state. There is no limit to learning, even if you are involved in the realm.
Most accomplished people will find that they are still so far away from the ultimate goal when they exercise themselves to a certain height. If the ultimate goal is compared to the moon, then they will at most feel that they have climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking at the moon, all sentient beings are still watching from the ground. At most, there are a few who climbed to the tree to look. They suddenly look back. Maybe they realize that the historical heroes I have worshiped are actually just standing on a mountain higher than myself. .
Modest people are not necessarily master masters, but no master master is not humble. This is also the reason why Puska, the magician of San Chio, is approachable, but it seems that Ortega's half-bottle of water shakes so badly.
Rodman himself took a different approach and opened up a new way of self-cultivation. When he encountered an insurmountable training period bottleneck, he tried to master some other martial arts, and created the best sword technique for him. Pursuing a higher goal becomes so confused and painful, but inspires a kind of creative happiness.
His choice is undoubtedly the most correct. Fei Lengcui’s tense fighting career has given him the best stage to verify himself. The mentors and friends around him have also given him countless sparks of inspiration. Starting from the original "Three Sword Technique", and then The sword drawing technique conceived from swordsmanship to this day This is a genius idea! The arc curve of the steel machete is more tense than the long sword, so after mastering the sword-drawing tricks that hobgoblins are good at, this hand Fat Luo created the "reverse hand-picking knife" that increases power with speed and is fierce. Innocuous. Lord Lord personally gave the name "Fatal Knife".
In the face of the "deadly knife" in this mighty Hellland, what the King of the Hill can do is to shrink his head subconsciously, open the door with the giant axe and bone mallet in his hand, and one struggles to swing back, blindly and blindly. Meet the two long knives leaning towards the throat and fend off a catastrophe.
Although one of them is a mirror image with no attack power, the King of the Hill does not know which one is true and which one is false. At this moment, it can only be said that it is all by fate. If the bone mallet meets this sharp machete, the toe thinks and knows the consequences.
I don’t know if it counts as luck. The King of the Hill is right. The long knife that Rodman pulled out and the door-like giant axe gave an intimate wet kiss, and the mirrored long knife passed through him. However, it did not cause any trouble to the dwarf king.
The scariest scene happened!
The giant axe that resembles the door panel in the hand of the hill king is actually like a piece of papyrus. It was cut into more than half by Rodman's long knife, with sparks bursting through the eyes, and the reaction force drove the axe heavily. It fell on the chest of the hill king.
"Come and ignore it!" Rodman immediately threw away the long knife stuck in the middle of the giant axe, and quickly pulled out the two long knives from the waist and waist, and pulled out the crossed "Great Cross Cut" with his backhand. ", he opened two terrifying gaps in the belly of the blood-spitting hill king who was being hit by the axe. The huge body of the hill king was rotated in place by sharp and heavy double knives, Rodman His nose drew the last long knife from under his side, and it was a heavy leap!
The skull of the King of the Hill made a sound of breaking bones, and a lock of gray hair was chopped and splashed into the air.
Rodman pulled out a knife with both hands, and screamed, the long knife returned to its sheath, and the long knife curled in his nose was blown out of his nostrils with a cloud of anger, with a thick and messy and green nose. Like a crossbow, it pierced the silly Moore liar ten steps away and stabbed it on a rock.
"What am I doing?" Fei Luo pointed to his nose and looked at the Mage Moore and cursed bitterly: "I just came to see you as a girl!"
I don't know how many brilliant auras flashed on him, nor do I know how many evil auras flashed on the body of Moore's army. Fire meteorites are like meteors in the sky, pulling and knocking open the rain of fire all over the sky.
Rodman Shiran, who was in the center of focus, smiled and jumped backwards towards the cold Gibraltar River.
The remaining hill dwarf king didn’t even care to wipe off the blood drop from the corner of his eye, roaring wildly, swung a storm hammer and smashed it at the dreadful Beamon, Ge Rui in the air. En also showed up, launching a dense "Frost Star Rain", and the pig-faced bat riders beat the falling flowers and flowing water. A few desperate Bull Eagles passed from low altitude, and drove their weapons to the mammoth knives who were in the limelight. .
Fat Luo, who was lying in the air, made a series of strange screams, but he couldn't shoot the intensive blows. He was immediately embarrassed, hit his weapon, and bounced back strangely, even that The Hammer of the Storm was no exception, it was heavily cut into the fuzzy eye sockets of the hill dwarf king.
A magical long-range shooting!
I saw a dachshund-like nose poked on the surface of the Gibraltar River and fled straight to the other side of the river. There were countless magical auras over this nose escorting him.
"What a sacred armor!" Liu shocked and gave the little nun a thumbs up: "The Halo of Thorns, which rebounds 50% of the attack power! We don't have this ability than in the Meng War Song! Just the cooling time is faster. point."
"It's not me!" The little nun, Joan of Arc, flushed~EbookFREE.me~ This series of lightning and flint-like changes made her look dazzled. Where does she have this resilience.
Helen quietly made a V-sign from the side and smiled sweetly at Liu Zhen.
On the other side of the river, the king of the hill who had been stabbed three times by Fei Luo stood up again, with a roar, grabbing the squirming large intestine with both hands, and then stuffing it back into the cross in the upper belly.
A heavy flame crossbow shot into his chest, causing him to let out a scream.
Standing lazily on the ring-shaped mountain in the Valley of Flames, a heavy crossbow was held in its two bare wings, and the diarrhea giant crane jade tree surrounded by two big beauties was so throbbing in the wind.
The Moor blood elves are almost crazy, why are even a bird playing a super long-range bow and arrow? When was this long-range bow and arrow invented? Is it true that the civilization shown in it has evolved to the point where this bird also shoots arrows?
"This arrow method..." Nedved sniffed and said, "......Ganggang!"