Chapter 108

Chapter 108

2014-08-16

The fight between Light God Knight and Dark Snake Guard in the field also heated up, and Dark Snake Guard relied on a strange movement The method and stealth attack took a lot of advantage in the early stage, and at the first contact, there were four or five Light God Knights lying down forever. Later, the Knights gradually figured out the attack methods of Dark Snake Guard, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

This stalemate is beneficial to Knight, and they begin to form a continuous formation ready to divide and annihilate the opponent. For Dark Snake Guard, there is nothing worse than a stalemate. This is a relatively special unit. It runs for thousands of miles, violently injures people, and then quickly clears the scene and retreats. This is the combat style of Dark Snake Guard. But now they failed to solve their opponents with a violent blow, and they were about to be dragged into a hard fight.

After getting a general understanding of the situation on the field, Savian raised his long spear and pointed at Lancelot.

Lancelot spread his hands: "As expected, he is a genius of Martial Dao that has never been seen in a hundred years. It seems that I have miscalculated. It is impossible to arrest you!"

"I only know this now. , it's too late." Savian said indifferently.

"It's not too late!" Lancelot showed his right hand, and out of nowhere took out a slender silver sword that looked like a feather, "Since I can't catch you, I'll have to kill you. I'm sorry, the sword name is Silver Feather, please advise!"

The corner of Savian's mouth twitched slightly, mentioning the long spear, the white flame burned again, and pointed towards Lancelot's chest.

"Your opponent is me!"

Frowning slightly, Savian turned the gun and stabbed back without looking back.

Ding...

Behind him, Tulu punched on the tip of the gun.

Huh? Saviian grabbed the trembling body of the gun and looked back.

Tulu at this time is a little different from before. The Iron Pagoda-like figure seems to have risen again, and at the same time, the eyes are blood red, which looks terrifying and terrifying.

"Tulu, you..." Lancelot hesitated before speaking, then he looked at the head helplessly, "In this case, it seems that I have to work hard."

"roar!" Tulu opened his arms wide and opened his mouth to let out a roar that didn't sound like a human being. The body shook violently, and a wave of naked eyes overflowed.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill..."

With his slurred words and blood-red eyes, Tulu looked like he was about to lose his mind.

Suddenly,

The huge body appeared in front of Savian like a Mount Tai, and the fleshy palm containing the ripples was directly photographed.

Savian raised his gun over the top and parried.

Bang! The thin body was swept away like a willow in the wind.

Tulu takes the lead and rushes to punch. The simple moves are irresistible because of their sturdy and unforged power.

Bang, bang, bang...

Savian's face was silent, and he kept swinging his flame gun to block Tulu's attack. But perhaps because the opponent's power is really strong, Savian has been retreating.

On the other hand, Tulu is pressing hard. At the same time, his fists are like drums, one punch is faster than one punch, and one punch is fiercer than one punch. It seems that he will never give up without smashing his opponent to death.

Suddenly,

"Holy Light Sword!"

"you dare!"

It turned out to be Sethman, seeing Savian step back , thinking that the situation was not good, so he secretly sent a holy sword light to Tulu. He didn't want to, but was seen by Lancelot. The latter stopped in front of the lightsaber with a gloomy expression on his face. The silver-feather sword in his hand swayed repeatedly, swung down thousands of starlights, and shattered the lightsaber that was rushing in.

"Despicable Old Guy, the dozen or so shattering lightsabers are always on display." Lancelot both hands forming seals, and the silver feather sword hovers beside him, "I'll show you, What is called Sword Rain!"

"Eagle Feather Thousand Swords, open!"

shouted out loudly, the silver feather sword suddenly lit up, and began to spin around Lancelot on its own, then immediately , one point two, two points four... But in an instant, the densely packed silver feather swords filled the surrounding space.

“Blow!”

As Lancelot pointed his sword in the direction, a large volume of sword rain swept towards Sethman as bright as a galaxy.

Sethman was in a hurry. He just threw a dozen lightsabers out, and who would have expected thousands of them to come back. No way, only to bear.

With the swing of the cane, Sethman held up a circular one-sided light shield outside the magic shield.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Thousands of swords rained toward Sethman's light shield one after another, splashing the starting point of starlight.

"Is this the attack methods taught by Desolate God?" Tang En thought to himself as he looked at the violent Tulu, and then at Lancelot, who transformed into thousands of feathered swords.

In the days on the boat, Tang En, in addition to practicing his skills, was listening to Old Butler's narration of various integration information.

According to a book, the people of the North Desolate Tribe are also cultivation Battle Qi and magic. But for some unknown reason, the people from Beihuang are far less effective than those from Titus in terms of cultivation, Battle Qi and magic. At first, the people in Beihuang thought it was an accident, but as time went by. They finally had to admit with dismay that the cultivation effect of the Beihuang people was indeed not as good as that of the Titus people.

Perhaps this is the fairness of the God of Creation, because the overall physique and strength of ordinary Beihuang people are far superior to ordinary Titus people.

The people of Beihuang were not reconciled to the suppression of high-end martial power, and after struggling hard, the Desolate God religion was established. There is a secret technique in this religion, that is, it can drive the devil beast attack, and can use the power of the devil beast to bless itself. This secret technique makes the Beihuang people not inferior to the Titus people in high-end martial power. Some Titus Martial Artists also wanted to learn this kind of secret technique, but they gave up immediately, because this kind of secret technique was almost created for the people of the Northern Wilderness. The first prerequisite for the acquisition of occult arts is to have a strong physique as a child. Well, with a strong physique like the Beihuang people, otherwise they will explode and die.

Comparing with the current situation, Tulu's violent outburst and Lancelot's Thousand Feather Sword must have motivated the secret technique.

Bang!

Sethman's circular light shield shattered, and the silver feather sword roared toward the magic shield.

Tang En is now in a tangled state. He is unwilling to let Sethman die like this, but he wants to go out and save him? Uh, let's not say whether it can be saved or not, even if it can be saved, then kill him after saving it? Fuck, it doesn't hurt...

Fortunately, soon Tang En won't have to worry about this, because Savian broke out...

Tulu punched down, Nothing gained except for Savian to continuously back off. Gradually, Tulu, who was attacking for a long time without any success, became more and more impatient, and his fists were not as dense and orderly as before, making it impossible to fight back.

"Are you tired?" Savian said indifferently after parrying Tulu's fist with a gun, "Then it's my turn now!"

The fiery flame enchanted on the gun body , then stabbed straight into Tulu's heart.

This is a very neutral and peaceful shot, except for the enchanting flame, there is nothing special about it, and you may even feel that it runs a little slow, so it should be easy to dodge.

But Tulu, who was attacked, didn't think so. This shot vaguely seemed to lock something, so that you had no other choice but to raise your hand to parry.

Ding!

The fist swings open and the long spear retracts.

Immediately after, the long spear resumed, another stab at Tulu's heart. this time , seems to be slower.

"Damn, this woman was transformed by devil beast, how could she have so much power..." Thinking to himself, Tulu clenched his teeth and raised his fist again, hitting the tip of the gun.

clang!

Like Hong Zhong Da Lu's crashing sound, Tulu's fist was shattered again, and the long spear retreated a little.

Immediately, Savian, who is ancient well without ripples, handed out a long spear again, targeting Tulu's heart. However, this time it seems to be a bit difficult to pass. The long spear slowly moves forward and forward at a speed visible to naked eyes...

It pushes slowly, but it has the power to crush everything.

The gun-wielding Savian has changed in Tulu in the eyes, no longer so thin, but suddenly turned into an old dragon in the mountains, Tulu himself has become a little...

"roar!" With the help of a roar, Tulu quickly tightened his mind, then exhaled again, raised his slightly trembling fist, and stepped hard.

Allow death, but not fear...

pu!

The gun entered the cockroach, directly piercing Baloo's right arm, and then the point of the gun passed from his back shoulder probing out.

This is the first time that Baloo has completely broken the steely fleshy body defense since the start of the war.

Gritting his teeth, Tulu stepped forward again without humming, and smashed his left fist into Savian's attractive face.

Saviian pursed his lips, slapped the gun's tail, and the white slender figure flashed repeatedly. He came behind Tulu and grabbed the flame gun that passed through the latter's right arm.

The blazing...the flames rose, quickly evaporating the bloodstains on them. Turn around, wave long spear,

bang, bang, bang...

The situation has turned into a one-sided madness, this time it is Savian who is pressing step by step, and Tulu At this time, he can only be passively beaten, and he can't keep up with the rhythm even if he blocks.

"Stop!" Lancelot, who was about to break the magic shield, waved his sword fingers and turned the thousands of silver feather swords to Savian.

Bang, bang, bang!

Savian took the time to complete another combo, leaving a few massive, bone-deep wounds on Tulu, and then swept the end of the gun. Shocked him.

Ding, ding, ding...

Immediately, Savian danced the long spear that the water couldn't get in, and refused all the feather swords to be ten feet away from the body, and kept going to Lan. Slough moves forward.

The corners of Lancelot's eyes twitched wildly. At this time, he finally understood how ridiculous the idea of catching the woman in front of him was. Damn, don't say caught, can you get out today...

"What are you looking at? Get out!"

It turned out that the direction that Tulu was knocked flying was Sethman's The location, looking at the guy next to him holding the magic shield, Tulu didn't even think about it was a left hook.

"Damn!" Flustered and exasperated Sethman was punched away with his magic shield. I feel aggrieved in my heart. After all, I am also a Patrolling Envoy of the dignified Light God Temple. Why is it so unpopular? First, I was slapped with a claw, then stabbed with a sword, and finally I was punched and flew away...

This is of course no fault for Savian, at that time she was hurrying to make a combo, how could she care to see the direction of the flying...

The infinite resentment Sethman hurriedly balanced With the figure and the magic shield propped up, Tulu's punch simply won't hurt, uh, at most, it will hurt his self-esteem. Just then,

Pfft——

A dark crossbow bolt hit the magic shield...