"Cut, really."

I complained secretly: "After years of fighting alone, I forgot that there are solid teammates behind me."

Thinking, glanced at his teammate, and muttered: "Thanks."

Move one's feet and kill towards the opponent's flank.

The killing was unstoppable, and the flank defense was broken.

I didn't want to take human lives, so I took the lead to attack the priest with the back of the knife.

The light spear in the priest's hand had just taken shape and hadn't taken shape yet, and he found that the sword with a strong killing intent was approaching, and he was so scared that he withdrew his magic immediately. With a pair of hands, a first-class magic shield was born out of thin air.

The back of the knife slammed on the surface of the shield, and the shield shattered with a crash.

I can't help being stunned: this shield, compared with Godot's, is so weak!

...Could he be Pastor Meat?

The so-called meat pastor is a very meaty pastor. He is usually a pastor and can also be a meat shield at critical times.

Such priests will focus on physical fitness, some extreme, even more muscular than a real meat shield warrior.

However, ordinary flesh priests have very strong physiques. Fighting is their characteristic, and showing muscles is their hobby. But in front of them, no matter how they look at them, they don’t look like flesh priests. They have thin physique and tall looks. Wearing a pair of round glasses.

Perhaps, under his generous robe, there is a physique of tendons, right?

There is a saying that is not the case: what is concentrated is the essence.

Maybe he is a concentrated meat priest.

Thinking about it this way, I let my heart go: I don’t need to keep my hands, anyway, using the back of a knife can not kill you. At most, it will make you painful, and perhaps even a fracture will not happen-there is no strong muscle blocking it.

So, he raised the knife and dropped it on his thigh.

There was a muffled sound, it was the sound of broken bones...

Looking at the priest on the ground who was in a coma from the momentary pain, I looked confused.

It broke the bone in one blow... Pastor Meat doesn't seem to be so vulnerable, right? !

Did you guess wrong?

He is actually a priest of pure healing and attacking type?

Just as I was thinking, two soldiers attacked me from the left and the other.

One of them uses a sword, and the other, like me, is also a straight sword.

Bai Guang wrapped them together with their weapons, like two heavenly soldiers, coming towards me with a strong sense of oppression.

This scene, I seem to know each other?

The killing intent broke out in the body, and the black and red mist was once again blessed. I have reached the limit of the killing intent used when fighting against the ghost face spider in Ai Rui City, but this is not my current limit.

Fortunately, Odachi persuaded me to continue to condense the killing intent, and I raised my grasp of the killing intent to a higher level.

Although I can master a larger amount of killing intent, I don't want to use it in this battle-its sequelae is too extreme: all physical strength is exhausted.

Unless Remy is there, I would never use it, especially when rushing into the enemy line and embarrassed on all sides.

Swords collided, knives collided, gold and iron cried, ear-piercing.

In a daze, the feeling of deja vu became stronger and stronger, after a little thought, suddenly remembered: Yes, feel! It's this feeling of being oppressed by momentum!

I remembered that once, in the imperial mausoleum of Eri City, the battle with Xu Tengbo.

At that time, Xu Tengbo had completed the fading and possessed a lot of super-ego strength. When facing him, the momentum and oppression I endured were the same as now!

In that battle, I won very simply, and he died very happy.

However, this battle will not be so easy.

Because Xu Tengbo underestimated the enemy, but the opponents in front of him were fierce.

I even saw anger in their eyes.

Are you angry at your teammate's injury?

Want to make me the culprit punished, right?

The enthusiasm and restlessness in the body continue to rise, and the bewitching light words continue to be heard in the ear: kill! kill! ! kill! ! !

The sense of pleasure, while softly speaking, gradually spread throughout my body, paralyzing my body, paralyzing my nerves, and paralyzing my thoughts.

The sound that accompanies the killing intent is eroding my sanity step by step and taking control of my body step by step.

kill! kill! ! kill! ! !

"No...can't kill..." I regained my senses abruptly, frowning as I tried my best to resist the attack of the two, constantly resisting the voice.

"They are not people who must kill, they are not enemies, but opponents... Yes, they are just opponents." The light words seemed to weaken, and I continued to mutter: "The enemy must die, the opponent cannot kill... the opponent Don't kill..."

As I murmured, the light words finally disappeared without a trace.

While there was no more bewitching sound, I felt as if a stone fell to the ground in my heart, and it was extremely relaxed, and the battle with the two became more and more handy.

At first, when I was fighting with the two, there would be some interference with feather arrows and magic missiles. However, as our battle became more intense, the feather arrows and magic missiles were finally no longer mixed in, and even specially set aside for us. Fighting space for the three of us to fight.

It's inevitable to go hand-to-hand, especially one-to-two.

However, my self-healing ability is awesome!

Even the **** right hand with visible bones has healed unconsciously, let alone trauma?

This is my advantage, but it is their nightmare.

I saw that the brilliance in the eyes of the two fighters became hesitant, perhaps because the wounds left by them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Haha, it feels good to hang.

Being proud, suddenly the right rib was hit hard, and at the same time, there was a muffled sound, the sound of flesh and blood breaking!

After a pause, I staggered, and I backed back again and again, and when I looked down, I saw a blood hole suddenly appeared on the right rib. Looking down, there was a broken feather arrow on the ground.

Is it a feather arrow with explosive magic?

I raised my eyes sharply and shot straight at the only archer in the team.

It was a girl with a pretty face, bright eyes, a long bow in her hand, and a feather arrow going up.

For an instant, there was an idea in my mind: I must take the lead in getting rid of her, otherwise, it might change.

Holding back the severe pain, the force under his feet, like a cannonball out of the chamber, aimed at the girl and killed him.

In the air, magic missiles continued to interfere and intercept me, but I completely ignored them, letting them hit and wound my flesh.

Just after three steps, two fighters stood side by side, each holding a sword, blocking my path.

Damn it!

I cursed secretly, and I was about to force it through, but I saw a red light, falling into the opponent's camp at an extremely fast speed, and smashing between the two fighters.

The moment they landed, the fire was everywhere, the explosions roared, and the air wave shook the bodies of the two soldiers.

It's Yura!

Good job, Yura!

I secretly said in my heart, with the power of the explosion, I forcefully rushed through the air wave, brushed the bodies of the two fighters, and rushed toward the archer.

The archer is still four steps away!

Just two more steps, I will be sure to break her bow!

She will lose her ultimate strength if she breaks the bow!

Without her, the scale of victory will lean towards us!

Therefore, this knife must be hit and there is no room for loss!

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