Chapter 756: dry!

The anxious Archer's eyes were murderous and solemn, putting away the extra expression, leaving only a cold indifference on his face.
The shining golden light lit up again, surrounding his body, more than thirty treasures suddenly appeared in the void. All kinds of long and short weapons are spread out, all exuding shocking magical fluctuations, and the level is only stronger than just now!
Even though he knew that Archer was a rich local tyrant, but seeing him take out so many treasures time and time again, Webber couldn't help being dumbfounded. He glanced at Rider beside him and found that the other party was thinking and seems to be planning something. what.
"Rider, what are you thinking?"
"This king has a plan, I don't know if it can succeed..."
Archer suppressed his anger, his awe-inspiring aura coupled with his cold facial features, he was a real king. Condescendingly, he looked at Lancelot proudly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Bastard, let me see how many times your itchy hand can last?"
"Come on, please enjoy this king!"
As Archer's voice fell, the treasures that emerged in the void shot and killed Lancelot at the same time. After the golden portal projected the treasure, it did not disappear. Instead, a new treasure was brewed. It seemed that Archer would keep shooting as long as Lancelot was still alive.
The howling wind swept away, the treasure cut through the air, making a hissing crackling sound!
Lancelot first swung his long sword to pick up the scimitar that was the first to shoot to the face, his figure followed his steps, and he held the flying spear with one hand. With the help of the inertia of the spear, he slid back a certain distance. The knight did not die by unarmed launching, and the control of the spear immediately belonged to him. He waved the treasure with both hands, blocking the treasures that came one after another.
Then a giant double-edged big axe struck, Lancelot avoided sideways, waited until the big axe bombarded a large pit on the ground, then picked it up with the tip of the spear, threw it back on the same path, and shot down four in the air. Five treasures.
The roar of explosions sounded one after another, and Lancelot was agile and shuttled back and forth in the flames. If there is a treasure that can't be received, throw the treasure in your hand to fight it, then grab the new treasure that is flying, and constantly change it.
Knife! gun! sword! halberd!
No matter what kind of weapon, in the hands of Lancelot, he can show his magnificent martial arts. Obviously someone else's old...cough cough, it's obviously someone else's treasure, but he didn't have any vibes when he started, as if he had been in control for many years, and he knew its depth.
The shot down treasure turned into a phantom and disappeared, returning to the treasure of the king, loathing these tainted treasures, they were not worthy of being used by him anymore, and letting them fall around would feel superfluous at a glance.
Archer and Lancelot, they shot one by one, and within a short time, hundreds of treasures were shot down.
Both sides showed super-standard combat effectiveness. On the surface, Archer pressed the Lancelot hammer with fierce firepower, but it was not the case. The durability of the A-class made Lancelot know what it was exhausted.
Of course, it is Archer who always has the upper hand. He is the attacker, and the ammunition storage is large enough to allow him to shoot for seven days and seven nights without changing his face.
If there is no external force to intervene, let the two of you go there, it is estimated that it will be... well, the magic of Tosaka Tokimi is drained and it is over!
Finally, an abrupt gust of wind came, and the spiral hurricane blasted straight towards Archer who was standing on the tree like a siege hammer.
The offensive came suddenly, but Archer seemed to have noticed it, or he had already done his own defense. A thick giant buckler was exposed from the golden portal, and it tightly protected Archer's body. After hearing a loud explosion, the hurricane dissipated, and the buckler was bounced high and fell into the woods.
It's Saber!
The belated Saber stepped into the range of Yuanzang Mountain, and he noticed the surging magical collision, and he happened to see Lancelot who was crushed and beaten all the way.
Almost subconsciously, Saber unlocked the Wind King enchantment entwined with the treasure and released the Wind King Hammer at Archer.
"Hey, another rat who calls himself a king!" The King's Treasure's continuous output was interrupted, and Archer's face was unhappy.
Saber flickered continuously, moving at high speed and appeared beside Lancelot, casting a concerned look: "Qing Lancelot, are you okay?"
"Arthur..."
Lancelot's expression suddenly stiffened, and the moment he saw Saber, the color of horror flashed across his eyes. The ling curse lurking in the body began to work, raising the long sword that had been seized high, and slashing the dull hair on Saber's head.
Cang!
Saber's strong intuition once again made a contribution, Lancelot's attack was beyond her expectations, but the body still instinctively set up a golden sword to block. It's just that her power attribute is slightly weaker, she was swept away by a heavy sword, and after landing, she stepped back to stabilize her figure.
"Qing Lancelot, what are you doing?" Saber was both frightened and angry.
"Arthur, you shouldn't be here." Lancelot grimaced, struggling to spit out these words, his magical power is not enough to resist the curse, and now he is full of duels with Saber, wanting her to leave quickly Can't say it.
At this time, Lancelot looked savage, and tried his best to fight Ling Shu, but in Saber's eyes it had another meaning. Her will suddenly became depressed: "Qing Lancelot, even you are swinging your sword at me. ...In your heart, am I not a qualified king?"
"No, it's not..." Lancelot heard the words, the facial features were about to be twisted together, and the long purple hair was scattered on both sides of his cheeks, like a ghost that hates the world.
Saber was discouraged, and the arm holding the sword fell weakly: "It really wasn't... I really failed!"
"You, I'm not...I..." Lancelot panted heavily. After holding back for a long time, he couldn't say it. Angrily spit out a word.
"dry!"
Saber's eyes drenched, probably because he had misunderstood something, and suddenly his momentum rose again: "I understand, Qing Lancelot, let us have a fair and honest duel!"
Secretary Lancelot, even if it is you this time, I will not back down. When I get the Holy Grail, I will have the opportunity to subvert my destiny. I was apologizing to you at that time.
Saber said silently in his heart, his hesitant gaze suddenly became firm, buried the sadness deep in his heart, and rushed towards Lancelot with a soft drink.
Lancelot was flushed and yelled to the sky: "Master, I...do it!"
The two long swords collided in the air, and after the crisp sound of golden and iron cries, the two stood in a stalemate for a while.
The next second Lancelot roared frantically, his red eyes like wounded beasts, full of madness. His figure is more than half taller than the petite Saber, and his strength is one level higher. He pressed Saber with a sword in both arms, pushed hard, and slammed against the opponent.
Saber supported his feet on the ground and tried to maintain his balance. The soles of his feet plowed out two gullies on the ground, and were pushed sideways for more than ten meters.
boom!
Lancelot, who launched the charge, stopped abruptly, then kicked it out, hitting the armor on Saber's chest heavily. The difference in strength was too obvious, Saber was kicked out, smashed a big tree and fell to the ground.
Lancelot: "..."
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Lancelot yelled and rushed towards Saber with his sword.
...
"Inexplicably... boring!"
Standing at the top of the tree, Archer felt boring in every way. Lancelot, who was still outstanding in martial arts, suddenly changed his style of painting and became a brash man with only strength. He lacked interest and had no idea to continue fighting.
Looking at the stone steps extending out in the valley, Archer snorted coldly: "Damn old man, this king will kill you!"
"Archer, are you interested in forming an alliance with this king?" After not taking two steps, Rider suddenly stopped Archer's path with the wheel of God's power, and said out loud what he was coming from.
Archer cast his mentally retarded eyes and couldn't believe him: "Is this king misheard, you guys want to form an alliance with this king?"
"The king of Babylon~EbookFREE.me~ you heard you right. You have countless treasures. I have the strongest army in the world. How about you and I can create an invincible army?" Rider opened his arms. Zhen laughed and said, "Don't worry, what the king is asking for is not the Holy Grail. You can take that kind of thing."
Rider's life is very complete, he has no regrets, and participating in the Battle of the Holy Grail just wants to enjoy the pleasure of conquering.
"Funny, what qualifications do you have?" Archer let out a contemptuous murmur from his nostrils.
Rider was not angry, and arrogantly said: "Hahaha, there is no way, I have to let the king of Babylon see my king's army!"
The surging magic power dissipated, and the barrier as light as a light curtain enveloped Archer, together with Rider and Webber, disappearing in place.
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