Chapter 213: Gang fight

This bear-like man is so powerful!
This is the first thought that has flashed in my mind so far.
What followed was my evaluation of my combat skills, which rose to another height-like touching tofu, his huge sword was cut by a half.
I grinned, grinned coldly, and said in my heart: "Tell you to pretend to be forced, it's a second time, I didn't expect it, I'm hanging up!"
My hang is this set of combat skills that I got accidentally.
The bear man on the opposite side didn't seem to believe it, my Naotato had such a coaxing effect, staring at the two swords with a pair of bullseye and a constipation expression.
However, the fact is the fact, Naotato, under his gaze, cut his proud giant sword inch by inch.
The reason why I think this is because I found that every inch of the great sword is cut, his eyebrows will shake unnaturally. So far, his eyebrows have been shaking continuously seven or eight times, and it is only the right eyebrow. Shaking, like an overcharged caterpillar.
I almost laughed when I saw it, but I couldn't resist it.
The reason why I forcibly held it back is not only for my own sake, but also for the sake of the other person. Imagine that the enemy suddenly grinned and showed a happy smile, and this smile was not because of the fight. And the pleasure aroused is not because of the feelings that germinate in the fight, but just a simple and flawless smile, without any emotional color, this kind of scene, just thinking about it, makes people feel the creeps... ....
With a choke, a section of stainless steel fell to the ground, agitating every inch of dust, and my Tachibana perfectly completed its mission this time.
On the opposite side, the bear man's expression is no longer as simple as constipation, it is more like inattentive, pulling his pants pocket.
I finally couldn't hold it back, my entire face was swollen and swollen like an angry toad, and then I made a series of unpleasant chirps, grinned and laughed.
The bear man's face became even more weird. This time, not only was it ugly, but it also gave birth to a dish--his face was already green with anger.
I don't know how the bear is angry, but the anger of the bear man is coming like waves.
With a big mouth, the bear man uttered a roar, his hand interrupted his sword dance like a big windmill, and rushed towards me impermeably.
At the same time as he rushed, his body burst into bursts of dazzling light, which was even more dazzling than Harold.
rub!
I said angrily in my heart: "One by one, the fight is full of white light, and the shot is white light dazzling, you are all flash bombs reincarnated!"
I was furious, but his aggressive momentum still made me feel frightened.
Putting my posture away, my eyes are scorching, and I'm waiting.
The bear man only took two steps before he came to me. With a big wave of his hand, the broken sword slashed across, and with strong wind, he slashed his head.
My brows are furrowed, and my hands are too high to hold me.
Choke!
When the swords collided, I was pushed down four or five inches by his brute force, and his huge sword was also cut by the ripples on my blade.
At first glance, the two of me seem to be evenly matched, each having a victory or defeat, but in fact, I still took advantage of combat skills.
Looking at the cold light flowing on the blade of the giant sword, I feel very dangerous. If I didn't have this sword, if I didn't obtain this combat skill by chance, if I didn't know how to drive this combat skill, I'm not sure what would happen now. Embarrassed!
Looking up, the bear man's face was even more ugly, and even his sword hand began to tremble. I don't know if he was nervous, excited, excited, or afraid.
However, these do not matter to me, because now, he is just my enemy.
For me, the enemy, either pays blood as punishment, or loses life as the price!
Without stagnation, I waved the knife again and cut to his legs.
This is my usual trick: don't ask for one to kill, but one strike to defeat the enemy!
When I hit it, I felt the bear man's difficulty in front of me. I saw his sturdy legs suddenly lifted, jumped away from the place, and severely slashed towards my head with the broken sword.
In desperation, I had to close the sword and face it. With a bang, the broken sword was split from the middle again. However, the strength that passed into the broken sword section was borrowed by the bear man and flew backwards. It's about three steps away from me.
It's hard to imagine that such a strong and sturdy man, he still knows how to use force, which really surprised me. Even if it is an enemy, I have to praise him: this is a beautiful trick!
The bear man gained three moves by sacrificing his sword. However, in my opinion, three moves only takes a moment.
My figure flashed, I bullied myself again, the cold light flashed across, and went straight to the bear man's chest. This time, I planned to give him a pair of clothes.
However, I was too belligerent, but I forgot the additional combat power he brought behind the bear man.
I saw that a group of adventurers, dressed like bear men, immediately took out their weapons and attacked me.
Yes, it is a group!
At this moment, I finally understand that they are members of an entire team, with more members than Harold and Jin Siqi temporarily formed.
Moreover, judging from the way they attacked me, all of them are extraordinary, and their level is definitely not low.
In my intuition, the condensed magic of several of the magicians even poses a great threat to me. Although it may not be fatal, it is very likely to hurt me severely.
This intuition is not my own conjecture, but something to investigate.
Because, I once met such a magician who frightened me, although that magician was my companion at the time.
After a few seconds, magic missiles, lead bullets, arrows, and crossbows, like a rain curtain, smashed across the sky.
Your uncle! More people bully fewer people?
I let out a sigh of indignation, my body trembled, my eyes shrank, my feet kicked, and I retreated in an explosive manner. At the same time, the Nauta sword and the handguard swayed again and again, blocking the oncoming attacks one after another.
There was a loud crackling noise, and the attack I smashed was evaded by 30%, blocked by 30%, and was inexplicably resolved by the killing intent. The last 10% was really inevitable, and I had to grit my teeth.
Two crossbow arrows, one inserted into my left shoulder and the other inserted into my right chest.
Three magic missiles, one fire, one ice, and one pure energy, hit my right rib at the same time, first it was burning and stinging, then it was frozen by the ice, and finally it was exploded again, with the skin open and fleshy and bloody!
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