Crossbow or knife, which one is more powerful?

To be more specific, which is more powerful, a short staff crossbow that can shoot ice, fire, electricity, and light poison that penetrates arrows of six attributes, or an electric blade formed by condensing thunder and lightning?

It's hard to say. There is no such thing as the most powerful weapon, but there is the right manipulator!

A weapon that may be relatively weak, in the hands of the right person, can burst out with an effect far beyond its original power, and this is the role of the manipulator.

Obviously, Freya and Plaice are both naturally good manipulators.

Burst Arrows and Frozen Arrows shot out from the two spear-shaped staffs one after another, blasting clouds of fireworks and ice chips in the air, while the two electric blades swung in the air impenetrable, and the sharp blades cut off all ice and fire, unable to penetrate the slightest.

A ranged gunslinger, a melee swordsman, a athletic man who tries to keep his distance and maintain the advantage of a ranged attack, and a natural winger who is extremely dexterous and tries to close the distance in every way and finish off the opponent with a thunderbolt blade.

Both of them are extremely conscious fighters and excellent fighters, so for a while, there was a draw, and no one could help anyone.

Although Freya maintained the advantage of distance, it was actually a win, because the plaice was being kited all the time and could not get close. But in fact, Freya's consumption at the moment is very large.

Although after getting the Flying Arrow Staff, she showed excellent gunner talent and awareness, playing with several short staff very slippery, and with the use of the short staff, the wood energy turned into fire attack and became more proficient, however, her energy sum did not increase!

At this moment, maintaining two short canes to launch arrows is a lot of consumption, and the water chestnut on the opposite side seems to be being kited, but in fact, she has been sneering, has been at ease, and has been ...... Fly Freya's kite!

That's right!

The plaice consciously approached in various routes and ways, constantly consuming Freya's energy and, most importantly, her spirit, so that she could not relax for a moment, but all of this was just a piece of cake for the plaice!

She's flying Freya's kite! When the energy, physical strength, and spirit of the elf in front of her are exhausted, it's time for her to make a clean move!

Plaice is well aware of its strengths, which are unrivalled physical strength and patience. Fighting again and again, dangerous life-and-death battles, let her temper and exert her advantages to the limit. So she developed such a fighting style of grinding the dead.

The elf in front of her was not the first enemy she had grinded to death, let alone the last.

The plaice was eager to see the other party dragging his tired body to run for his life, but he couldn't dodge his electric blade, and he was cut one small wound after another. The pain of the cut and the burning pain of the lightning burn, the double pain tormented the other person physically, and I was able to dodge the illusion of the fatal attack "hope" and support the other person to continue to "dodge". Until she got tired of playing with the plaice, she personally ended the other party's hopes, smashed the other party's illusion, and easily cut the opponent's throat with an electric blade.

At that time, the despair after the hope is shattered will be the most wonderful enjoyment and reward for the water chestnut!

Just thinking of that scene, the plaice was full of blood, extremely excited, and even a little wet!

She licked the corners of her lips, looking at the graceful figure of the elf not far away, and became even more excited. Her favorite enemy type is such a beautiful woman. Watching these women collapse in despair can make her feel a blast of accomplishment.

Freya struggled to persevere. Feeling the energy in her body steadily decreasing, she was a little worried. Is it going to be called a salary?

Forget it.

Freya quickly shook her head and dismissed the idea. At this time, maybe Meng Xin has already been against that powerful guy, how can he be distracted? As an eldest woman, she must also be able to take charge of herself, and she can't expect to be paid for everything!

Freya felt like she had grown and matured in an instant.

When this side is finished, I want a reward!

Freya snorted, suddenly thinking of her colorful dragon. Call her to help, this must be fine, right?

Freya's eyes lit up. Although the colorful dragon is not as able to change its body color as the Phantom Dragon for stealth, the colorful scales also have a certain visual psychedelic effect. In a special environment, the effect of camouflage can also be achieved.

Calling her here, can you achieve a surprise attack effect?

was so stunned, he was caught by the plaice.

The corners of the plaice's mouth curled, and she felt that it was time. This elf is obviously "powerless", otherwise why would the output suddenly be sluggish?

Although she didn't save it immediately, and her firepower instantly became a little stronger, she was obviously exhausted and was about to die. It's time to go.

Rushing up at this moment, it will make the elf on the opposite side lose its inch, and then output more frantically and uncontrollably, and then ...... It's time for her to enjoy.

With this in mind, the plaice opened up with full firepower, and the Thunder Twin Blades danced phantom after phantom, forming a thunderbolt light curtain, shattering all the attacking metal, and then rushed towards Freya at a very fast speed under the action of the wings. The plaice could even see the panicked look on Freya's face.

That's what I want!

The water chestnut's pupils contracted with excitement, and he couldn't help but add strength, his wings fluttered, and his speed increased by three points.

The distance is finally close enough to be able to melee combat. The two electric blades of the plaice were pinched, and on the two electric blades that were close to them, several currents were automatically formed, and they traveled on the blades, making a crackling sound, and the next moment, the water plaice flicked its arms, and the length of the two electric blades suddenly skyrocketed, and the length of the original length of about one meter was stretched to about two meters, which was taller than her height.

The blade of the plaice blade, strong muscles and skilled knife skills made her just enough to cut through the clothes of the elf on the other side, and gently cut a hole in the skin.

At this moment, the plaice is in control, but this mood of victory is far less exciting than what he is about to do to this elf.

Scratch, bleed, scream, pain, hahaha!

The plaice looked at Freya as if it were a fish on a chopping board. A fish that has run out of strength and has no ability to resist.

On the blade of the electric blade, the electric light flickered, and the dazzling light waved, pulling a dazzling band of light in the air, and in the crackling explosion, the tip of the blade slashed against the fragile leather armor.

In the eyes of the plaice, he had even seen a pitch-black scorch mark on the leather armor by the sharp electric blade of the high temperature, and even the flesh was torn open with a thin opening, and a smell of meat came out of the leather armor.

However, the expected picture did not appear!

The plaice was stunned, looking blankly at his electric blade, and the leather armor, the razor-sharp electric blade that had never been blocked by anything, was blocked for the first time?

By that leather armor?

That's leather armor, when did leather armor become so hard?

Unable to accept the facts in front of him, the water chestnut stared at the boss, and suddenly roared, and waved its twin blades again, this time with both hands in unison.

Sparks exploded and clanged.

The electric blade sliced through the leather armor again, but it didn't leave the slightest scorch mark, just two intersecting X-shaped electric sparks.

"How...... Perhaps?" muttered the plaice, a look of lost soul, a perfect contrast to the smug smile on Freya's face.

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