Chapter 1785: Turnaround

Screaming and screaming, the wind chased for life
As I was rushing for the road, I suddenly noticed a gust of wind hitting behind my head. I suddenly felt bad and kept walking, but my head dropped and I leaned forward, like a beast.
call out!
With a whistle, I passed over my head, raised my eyes and fixed my eyes, and saw that it was a crossbow arrow with a ball of blue light wrapped around it.
Cyan light is a wind attribute magic, which can accelerate and break armor.
I really can't afford this head of mine, and I even use it for piercing armor.
The chasing soldiers in the back kept clamoring and shooting with crossbow arrows. I was in front of me, and I escaped in embarrassment, like a mourning dog.
After watching a few vertical leaps, I was able to run into the airship base gate, stab in obliquely, and suddenly a knight's sword appeared. I was caught off guard. I was so frightened that I was stunned.
The long sword found the right time, and passed it forward, directly between me and the airship base.
This sword is very subtle, not only blocked my mind to enter the airship base first, but also put me in a half-enclosed.
In a hurry, I glanced at the sword-handling man. He was a young man with sword eyebrows into his temples, eyes like stars, nose high, lips slightly raised, and a handsome face with clear water chestnuts. It was a rare one. See you guys!
Everyone in the world loves beauty. Regardless of men and women, even if I am not addicted to breaking sleeves, I still have a three-point favor with this handsome guy with good features and handsome faces.
It's just that the way he looked at me seemed to see a half-dead toad.
Although the road ahead was blocked, I continued to keep walking, hitting left and right, trying to break through the encirclement and escape into the base.
When Chen's opportunity has been lost, the encirclement has become more than half of the time, only the weaker ones will seal the opening of the encirclement circle and surround me to death.
I saw all of this very real, but there was nothing to do. Whoever allowed the opponent to be crowded, the dwarf squad in the base could not interfere in foreign affairs, and could only gather in front of the door and be anxious.
The only hope of breaking the game now lies in the descendants of the legendary heroes scattered among the families. I hope that among those people who are willing to take action, they can find a way to get in, it is best to directly damage them.
But in a blink of an eye, seven or eight minutes have passed. Not to mention that I didn’t get out of trouble. Even the boss of Rennes who rescued me was also besieged. Fortunately, his old man is quite strong. Although the four people who besieged him are also masters, he really helped him. No.
But I was miserable. I had been stabbed with four swords and three swords in a row. I was also hit by a spear on my arm. I was also hit by a fire blunder on my left leg. However, there was no magic attached to the lead bullet and no blessing of fading power, so it seemed It doesn't hurt or itchy.
The damage of the fire gun is limited, but the sword bayonet cuts the spear and pierces the real damage. It is not a long-term solution to recover my ability.
Especially the young man who used the knight’s long sword to block the way before is even more difficult to entangle. He is not only exquisite in swordsmanship, but also a weakened power. Judging from his proficiency in using the power of changing, this person must have faded. Long time.
I was too busy to break through, and to avoid the attack that went straight to the point. I was already exhausted. Seeing the young man swaying and chic, dancing the deadly knight’s sword, I came straight to my point. Suddenly, I felt a sense of powerlessness. All over the body.
Always fleeing like this, always hiding like this, his grandma is really tired, it is better to stop and fight, even if it is dead, it is dead heroic.
With a flash of thought, I stopped, and a little bit of energy was charged before the sword.
The black light roared, sharp and pressing.
Seeing this, the young man who was about to take a fatal blow to me changed his complexion slightly, and backed back again and again, able to avoid the cold light. He took a quick breath, bullied himself again, and took my throat.
After a knife was taken, I hadn't recovered my strength before I saw the fatal blow. My pupils suddenly shrank, and my heart was not good. Even if this sword dodges, I can't guarantee that he will come across and make another sword.
The glaring white light on the sword is not a joke, even if I have the killing intent, it will last for a while, I am afraid it is not a long-term solution.
Once the killing intent is wiped out, it's time to separate the head and body.
Without the head, no matter how strong the self-healing power is, there is a fart?
Unless I am immortal like a certain Ninja Hidden, but I don't have one.
In the midst of all thoughts, a rapid sound broke the despair.
A roaring bullet, engulfed in the red light, accurately hit the unsuspecting young man's forehead, and then, with a pop, a handsome face was instantly destroyed by one third.
The young man rolled all over the floor in pain and wailed, while the people around him were shocked by the sudden attack, and no one came back to his senses for a while.
I took the opportunity to attack and hacked two people to death between my breaths. I broke through and pulled a few steps away. Then I glanced from behind. In my eyes, I saw a woman in her twenties, wearing a dark blue dress with an open mouth and a long chest. The skirt, the skirt swaying, a pair of big long legs looming, like the spring breeze in May, touching the bottom line of desire.
Well built.
I almost blurted out, but didn't dare to say it. After all, we didn't know each other, and she was also my savior. It might be wrong to say this suddenly.
The woman didn't seem to care about my rather presumptuous gaze. She smiled frivolously and said, "Isn't it embarrassing for more people to bully fewer people?"
Suddenly, a few people stood out from the chasing soldiers, with fierce eyes in their fierce eyes, staring straight at the waves that the woman wanted to come out, their voice pretending to be fierce, and said: "Kalan, there is nothing about you here, I advise you not to do too much. Nosy, otherwise, hum."
He didn't finish his words, but the threat in it was obvious.
"Yeah, what a big tone." The woman's frivolous smile did not change, but her slightly narrowed eyes flashed with dangerous light, murderous light.
This woman is not a good stubble, I am afraid that she did not kill people less.
This thought just flashed, the woman suddenly raised her arm, and there was a revolver in her hand. The slender index finger snapped sharply, and there was another rapid, crisp sound, and another howling bullet.
The bullet accurately hit the forehead again, and after the explosion, the face of the person who had spoken badly before was completely destroyed.
The woman still raised her lips, a frivolous smile appeared on her face, her tone of voice was tactful, but she said mercilessly: "If you haven't changed, you dare to be ruthless. This time I will give you a facial transformation. It is a lesson. But nothing..."
Before she finished speaking, one-third of the handsome face of the youth was ruined, suddenly jumped up, struck a sword, and killed her.
This young man didn't have much killing intent, but he was so angry that he could not rush to cut the woman in half with a sword.
Looking at that hideous face, I understand the reasons for the youth’s anger. They are handsome, good in figure, and strong. These are extraordinary advantages, especially the first point, which is more important than the last two points, because that It is an inherent advantage.
But at that moment, with a snap, his advantage was so gone, and whoever was replaced would be extremely angry.
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