Chapter 1218: crisis

No longer caring about the bleeding scars, and ignoring the sharp tearing pain, the corners of my mouth rose, and my hand guard was slowly put on.
I guess, at this moment, my smile must be very excited.
Because I saw the strange gazes of Yula and others, and the appearance of Lizi being scared to tears.
I smiled at everyone: "This is the first strong enemy we have encountered. We are likely to lose, but I want to win."
Fierce fighting intent and surging killing intent came out of my chest, enveloping my body and Naotato.
"I know that it may be very willful to say that, maybe it is a denial of my previous words, or it may be a kind of overthrow of my previous decision." Slightly bending my body, I slowly said: "I'm going to use my Use my flesh and blood to fight against the strong enemy in front of you with my sword!"
After that, I kicked my foot on the ground and I rushed out.
The extremely fast speed ripped the air from the middle position, and the sound of gusts of gusts of wind rang in the ears, which was the sorrow of the air being torn apart.
In the blink of an eye, I rushed to the enemy camp, but the price paid for it was not small.
The newly bought clothes yesterday had more than a dozen damaged places, and several places including the chest and shoulders were also damaged by the explosion of the magic missile.
However, all costs are worth it.
The straight sword, full of killing intent, slashed on the big shield's beast totem without warning. The activated combat skills split the totem's body into two with a frenzied force, and then continued to corrode with a brutal force. Destroying the inside of the shield.
Seeing that the entire big shield was about to be divided into two by me, but seeing the white light of the shield's hand, releasing the power of fading, in the blink of an eye, he and the big shield were wrapped in white light.
The moment the killing intent and combat skills encountered the white light, the crazy erosion and destruction were weakened, but only weakened.
The erosion and destruction are still going on, except that what they destroyed before was the shield, but now they are canceling the white light covering it.
The strength of the shield hand must be very strong, at least stronger than Harold, because the amount and brightness of the white light he can release is not comparable to Harold.
Seeing one millimeter by millimeter corroded, and another millimeter by millimeter filled with white light, I was a little worried. Killing the battle is the most boring and the most changeable. If you continue to fight in this way, when will you be heady? what!
Seeing the shields' teammates reacted one by one from shock, each holding their weapons and aiming at me one after another, I felt my scalp numb.
If there is no strong healing power, my hand will be useless with just one arrow.
Now, several weapons of the same power as just now are aimed at me. If this is a hit, I will be useless.
If the hands are broken, they can be restored. If people die, they are all over!
Thinking of this, I closed my sword and retreated quickly and jumped aside.
Just when I jumped open, there were several feather arrow magic missiles flying out one after another. The target was exactly where I was standing just now.
Good insurance, good insurance!
In a cold sweat, I subconsciously cried out repeatedly.
Looking at the feather arrows and magic missiles passing through where I was just standing, they slammed straight on the magic barrier. With a slight jitter of the magic barrier, the feather arrows lost their strength and fell to the ground. The magic missiles also consumed their magic power. Disappeared without a trace.
The corners of my mouth twitched, thinking back to that moment, I felt a little palpitating.
But at the moment in the arena, before the end of the game, there can be no wavering, otherwise the end will be miserable.
As a result, I took a halt, once again used my strength, and rushed straight to the side of the opponent's camp, trying to open the barrier of the opponent's camp with a strong offensive.
I thought it was easy to break through the flanks of the camp, because there were no strong shields, no extremely fast fighters, only crispy mages and non-aggressive priests.
However, the facts slapped me hard.
The mages are indeed crispy, but their magic is equally deadly; a priest who is not aggressive may just be the priest before the fading, but after the fading, it is different.
On the flanking side of the team, a thin and tall priest wearing round-frame glasses, seemingly weak, looked calm, raised his hand, held it slightly, and the white light gathered and gradually formed, turning into a spear in the palm of his hand.
In the next second, the golden spear threw at me with a force of breaking the wind.
This is the first time in my life I have seen a priest launch an attack with active offensive magic, staring at the golden spear, feeling the might and force emanating from it, I can't help frowning, swinging a straight sword, and slashing at the enemy spear. .
At the moment of contact, a substantial sensation was passed into the hand, and the magical spear had the same touch as the physical spear, that is to say...
A conjecture appeared in my mind, and at the same time, I exerted force with both hands and slashed hard.
There was a soft click, and the golden spear was split from it and split into two!
Two spears flew by wiping my body, causing a tingling pain in the skin on both sides. At the same time, the guess in my brain was confirmed-this golden spear is exactly the same as the physical enchanted spear!
Touch, power, speed, and even weight!
All of this can be said to be true!
This is the priest after the fading... can he throw a magical spear that is like the substance? !
As I was thinking, I suddenly felt the shock of my body, and bursts of numbness passed into my brain, pulling me back from the dullness.
I took a closer look and saw that the magician on the flanks was launching a magic missile attack on me, and the priest who had just thrown the magic spear again condensed a golden spear and prepared to throw it again.
"Do you want to use this trick to drive me away?" I muttered to myself, erecting the Nauta sword, and preparing for the golden spear.
However, at this moment, a magical feather arrow shot at me with lightning speed.
At the same time, the number of magic missiles attacking me suddenly increased!
"Is this to besiege me?" With a cold snort, Naotato changed positions, aiming at Yujian and smashed.
When the tip of the knife collided with the body of the arrow, the golden spear was also thrown out and pierced me.
"This matches..." I stared, watching the golden spear approaching inch by inch, but because of the power of the feather arrow, I couldn't do anything. I had to grit my teeth and prepare to receive the blow.
At this moment, an abrupt black figure appeared and stood in front of me.
I fixed my eyes, it was a magical spider!
Yang Ku?
Turning his head in the direction of the team, he saw Yang Ku squatting behind Jackson's shield, only his head exposed, his face serious, but not nervous.
"Heh" I breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced: "The assistance of teammates is also timely enough."
Looking at the demonized spider again, its body is trembling slightly, and it has been deeply pierced by the golden spear, but what is surprising is that the spear only penetrated, but did not come out!
Is the magic spider's defensive ability already so strong?
In astonishment, I saw a light wave of light shaking from the magical spider. This light wave looked so familiar, but it was Godot's skill, the magic barrier.
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