Vol 3 Chapter 3: The tragedy of Sesman ...

In the field, the fight between the light knight and the dark snake guard also became fierce. The dark snake guard relied on the strange body and hidden attacks to take advantage of the early stage. For the first contact, there were four or five light knights lying down forever. Later, the knights gradually understood the attack method of the Dark Snake Guard, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.
This stalemate is good for the Cavaliers, and they begin to form formations and prepare to split and annihilate their opponents. For the Dark Snake Guard, there is nothing worse than a deadlock. This is a relatively special unit. It runs a thousand miles, violently wounds people, and then quickly clears the scene to retreat. This is the Dark Snake Guard's combat style. But now they can't solve their opponents with a blow, and then they will be dragged into a hard fight.
After a general understanding of the situation on the field, Xia Wei'an raised his spear and pointed at Lancelot.
Lancelot spread his hand: "Sure enough, it is a hundred years without encountering martial arts genius. It seems that I miscalculated. It is impossible to catch you!"
"It's too late to know this now," Xia Wei'an said indifferently.
"It's not too late!" Lancelot showed with his right hand, and I didn't know where to find a slender silver sword that looked like a feather. "Since I can't catch you, I have to kill you ... sorry, sword name silver Yu, advise me! "
Xia Wei'an slightly angled his mouth, mentioning the spear, the white flames burned again, and nodded to Lancelot's chest.
"Your opponent is me!"
Frowning slightly, Xia Wei'an turned the gun body and stabbed back without looking back.
Ding……
Behind him, Tulu boxed on top of the gun.
Ok? Xia Wei'an grabbed the trembling gun body and looked back.
At this time, Tulu was slightly different from the previous one. The tower-like figure seemed to have risen again, and his eyes were blood red, looking horrifying.
"Turu you ..." Lancelot stopped talking, then shook his head helplessly, "In this case, it seems I'm desperate."
"Roar!" Turu opened his arms wide, and opened his mouth in a way that no one could scream. The body was shaking, and a ripple visible to the naked eye overflowed.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill ..."
Inexplicable words, coupled with blood-red eyes, Tulu seemed to be losing his mind. $ st_type
Suddenly,
The huge body appeared in front of Xia Wei'an like the top of Mount Tai, and then the fleshy palm was photographed directly.
Xia Wei'an raised his gun over the top and ran a cross.
boom! The thin body was swung away like a thin willow in the wind.
Turu was so overwhelming that he quickly rushed to punch. The simple move is irresistible because of its sturdy, uncast power.
Bang, bang, bang ...
Xia Wei'an looked quiet and waved the flame gun to block Tulu's attack. But perhaps because the opponent's strength was overbearing, Xia Wei'an has been retreating.
In contrast, Tulu is pressing harder. At the same time, his two punches are like a cymbal drum, one punch is faster than one punch, and one punch is fierce. It seems that he will never stop without smashing his opponent.
Suddenly,
"Holy lightsaber cut!"
"you dare!"
It turned out that Sesman saw Xavian step back, thinking that the situation was not good, so he secretly sent a holy sword to Turu. I didn't want to see it, but Lanslow saw the gloomy face in front of the lightsaber, and the silver feather sword in his hands moved in succession, waving thousands of stars, breaking the lightsaber that came from the attack.
"Despicable old guy, even those dozen broken lightsabers are always displayed." Lanslow printed his hands, and the silver feather sword levitated beside him. "I'll show you what is Jianyu!"
"Eagle feather sword, open!"
With a violent drink, the Silver Feather Sword flashed brightly and began to rotate around Lanslow on its own, and then, one, two, two, four ... But in an instant, the dense silver feather sword filled the surrounding space. $ st_type
"hit!"
With the direction of Lancelot's sword, a large roll of galaxy-like sword rain swept towards Sethman.
Sethman was suddenly forced. He just threw a dozen lightsabers out. Who would have expected thousands of them? No way but to carry it.
With the cane waving, Sethman held up a round one-sided light shield outside the magic shield.
嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ...
Thousands of sword rains successively pierced the light shield of Sesman, splashing some stars.
"This is how the Wild Deity attacked?" Tang En glanced at the turbulent Turu, and then Lancelot, who turned into thousands of swords.
In the days when he was on board, in addition to hard training skills, Tang En was listening to the old housekeeper telling various integrated information.
According to a book, the people of the Northern Wild Tribe also practice fighting spirit and magic. However, I don't know for any reason, no matter how the people in Beihuang cultivate, their fighting spirit and magic are far less effective than the Bran people. First of all, people in Beihuang thought this was accidental, but over time. They finally had to admit frustratedly that the cultivation effect of Beihuang people was indeed inferior to that of Bran people.
Maybe this is the fairness of the creation gods, because the general physique, strength, etc. of ordinary northern desert people are far superior to ordinary blan people.
The Beihuang people were not willing to be suppressed by high-end force. After painstaking exploration, the Wild Deity was established. There is a mystery in this teaching that is able to drive the Warcraft attack and can use the power of Warcraft to bless itself. This mystery makes the Beihuang people no less inferior to the Bran in high-end force. Bran Wu also wanted to learn this mystery, but then they gave up, because this mystery was almost created for the North Famine people. The first prerequisite for learning mystery is to have a strong physique as a child. Well, as strong as the North Famine people, otherwise they will explode.
Contrary to the situation at hand, Turu's violent outbreak and Lancelot's thousands of feathered swords must have triggered mystery.
boom!
Sesman's round light shield shattered, and the Silver Feather Sword started whistling at the magic shield.
Tang En is now tangled, and he is so reluctant to let Sussman die, but he wants to go out to save? Uh, let ’s not say if it can be saved, even if it can be saved, then kill him after the rescue? Nima, the eggs don't hurt ... $ st_type
Fortunately, Tang En will no longer have to worry about this, because Xia Wei'an broke out ...
Tulu came down in a row, except for letting Xia Wei'an retreat continuously, nothing was gained. Gradually, the long-lost Tulu seemed more and more impatient, and his fists were not as dense and orderly as before, making it impossible to fight back.
"Are you tired?" Xia Wei'an shot his arms at Tulu's fist and said coldly, "It's my turn now!"
The blaze of flames rose up enchantingly on the gun, followed by a sting, pointing directly at Tulu's heart.
This is a shot that is very modest and peaceful. Except for the enchanting light flame, it doesn't look a bit special, and even you will feel that it runs a little slow, and it should be easy to escape.
But the attacked Tulu didn't think so, this gun seems to lock something, letting you do nothing but raise your hand to fight it.
Ding!
The fist was opened and the spear was retracted.
Immediately afterwards, the spear shot up again, pointing straight at Turu's heart. This time, it seemed even slower.
"Damn, this woman has changed from Warcraft. How could there be such great power ..." In secret, Tulu gritted his teeth and waved his fist again and hit the tip of the gun.
clang!
Like the sound of the impact of Hong Zhong Daluo, Tulu's fist was shaken again, and the spear slightly backed away.
Immediately afterwards, Xia Wei'an, who was not in the old well, handed out a spear again, and the target was still the heart of Tulu. But this time it seemed to be a bit difficult. The spear was moving forward and forward at a speed that was visible to the naked eye ...
Slowly advancing, but with the power to crush everything.
Xia Wei'an with a gun changed in Tulu's eyes, no longer so thin, but suddenly turned into a deep mountain old dragon, Tulu himself became a little ...
"Roar!" With the roar, Turu quickly tightened his mind, and then exhaled again, raised his fist, and stepped hard.
Fear death or fear ...
puff!
The gun penetrated directly through Baru's right arm, and the tip of the gun protruded from his back shoulder.
This is the first time that Baru has completely broken the steel-like physical defense since the war began.
The steel teeth clenched, Tulu didn't hum, and stepped forward again, waving his left fist and smashing into Xia Wei'an's charming face.
Xia Wei'an pouted his mouth, slaps the tail of the gun, and the white cricket body flickered. He came behind Tulu and grabbed the light gun that passed through the right arm of the latter.
Blazing ... The flames rose, quickly evaporating the blood on it. Turn around, wield a spear, $ st_type
Bang, bang, bang ...
The situation turned into an overwhelming brutality. This time, Xia Wei'an stepped on this change, while Tulu could only be passively beaten at this time, and couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
"Stop!" Lanslow, who was about to break the magic shield, waved his sword and turned the thousands of silver feather swords to Xia Wei'an. UU reading books www. uukanshu. com
Bang, bang, boom!
Xia Wei'an seized the time and completed another combo, leaving several huge visible wounds on Tulu's body, and then swept the gun and shocked him.
Ding, Ding, Ding ...
Immediately after, Xia Wei'an sprayed the spear with water, and refused to keep all the feather swords out of her body, and continued to advance towards Lancelot.
Lancelot's eyes leaped wildly, at this time he finally understood how ridiculous the idea of ​​catching the woman in front of him was. Damn, let's not get caught. Can you retreat today ...
"What are you looking at? Get out!"
It turned out that Tulu was flying in the direction of Sesman. Looking at the guy holding the magic shield next to him, Tulu didn't even think it was a left uppercut.
"Damn!" The desperate Sesman was punched in a punch with a magic shield. This heart is aggrieved, anyway, it is also a patrolling inspector of the bright temple. Why is it so inviting to be seen? First, it was shot with a paw, then with a sword, and finally it was blown with a punch ...
Of course, this is no wonder Xia Wei'an. At that time, she was hurrying to combo. How could she care about the direction of Zhenfei ...
The endless resentment of Sesman hurriedly balanced his body, supported by a magic shield, and Turu's fist could not be hurt at all, uh, at most it would hurt his self-esteem. at this time,
puff--
A darkened crossbow hits a magic shield ... (to be continued. $ St_type