[Long lost update, sorry]

"Ahh

Before Aragon could react, he heard Frodo beside him scream, blood gushing out, staining his sleeve red, and a ringed index finger flying in the air......

The diminutive hobbit is true that he knows nothing about combat, but he has a natural instinct for danger. When Zhao Yukong appeared in front of several people, Frodo's fingers secretly stretched out to the chain on his chest with the Supreme Ring...... His intuition told him that the other party was coming for the Ring, and if he didn't put on the Ring and run away, then it would be all over!

At such times, a voice seemed to come through Frodo's head, and this voice kept calling him: "Put on the ring, put on the ring, and you will be safe......"

Under this voice from nowhere, Frodo seemed to be enchanted, forgetting the repeated warnings of Gandalf, Elon and Aragorn and others, and slowly put on the ring with the smallest possible movement.

But just as Frodo's index finger was inserted into the ring, his right hand ached. Then he was horrified to see his fingers detach from his body and float in the air, and although he could see clearly, he was powerless to change them......

"No! No!"

At the same time, the voice in his head roared in disbelief, but it was only a moment before disappearing. The next moment, I don't know what means Zhao Fukong used, the three of them only felt a flower in front of them, and the ring was in Zhao Fukong's hand, and at this time, Frodo's finger had just landed.

Zhao Weikong played with the ring, as if he didn't put the Aragon and Canaan in front of him in his eyes at all, but he was slightly stunned for a moment, as if he showed a slightly surprised look, and then laughed, and said to himself: "It turns out that this ring has this function...... It's fun, it's fun, it's fun. ”

"Give the Ring back, that's not something you should hold!"

Aragorn shouted angrily, and a surging fighting aura suddenly emanated from his body, like a flame, and even the holy sword Anduriel Western Flame in his hand burned. I saw his figure flickering by, incredibly fast, almost instantly, he crossed this distance, and a sword slashed towards Zhao Fukong.

"Boom!"

There was only a loud bang, followed by a splash of rubble, smoke filled the air, and when you looked down from mid-air, Aragon's sword actually cut a large pit more than ten meters in diameter in the ground. But there was nothing but gravel in the pit......

Yaragon naturally knew whether his long sword had been slashed or not, only to see him holding the long sword to protect the vital parts of his body, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly, trying to find Zhao Fukong's figure from the dust.

"Are you looking for death? huh...... In that case, let's kill you here. ”

In the next second, Aragon only felt an incomparably dangerous feeling coming from behind him, which he felt for the first time in his decades of life...... That is, a feeling that there is only a thin line away from death!

"Ahh

At this moment, Aragon suddenly roared loudly, only to see that his eyes turned blank in a thousandth of a second, and the light of the fighting spirit on his body skyrocketed a few points again, and then he swung his sword behind him without looking back......

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and sparks flew everywhere, which was the light of the collision of blades.

Zhao Weikong held a short sword in his right hand, blocking Aragon's seemingly indestructible and powerful holy sword, the expression on his face seemed to be joy, and it seemed to be surprise? No one knows, but in Aragorn's eyes, it doesn't matter what expression is, what matters is that the person in front of him is the enemy!

"Drink!"

Aragorn twisted his body, slashed sideways like a whirlwind, poured all the strength of his body into the long sword, and with another roar, the whole person pressed towards Zhao Fukong fiercely!

In the face of Aragon's full force, even Zhao Fukong frowned slightly, although he didn't lack the strength to deal with this blow, but it was not necessary. Aragon is not a member of the Samsara Squad, killing him will not reward points, and will even have bonus points reversed, and most importantly, ...... That's not fun.

"Actually, I'm curious...... Why do you turn on the gene lock? And it doesn't seem like the first time you've seen you. ”

Therefore, for the heavy pressure coming from the Yaragon Sword, Zhao Fukong just smiled slightly, and his body was like a feather, and he flew out without any force with this power, away from Yaragon.

"What are you talking about? what gene lock?" asked Aragorn subconsciously.

"It's nothing, it doesn't have anything to do with me...... Bye. Zhao Shukong shrugged his shoulders and said, at the same time, his eyes wandered away from Aragorn's body, and his body moved slightly, as if he was planning to leave.

"Leave the Ring behind!"

Legolas, who was on the side, had already placed two arrows on the bowstring and was waiting for them. Maybe it was because the elves disdained to sneak attack, or maybe it belonged to the dignity of the elven prince, seeing that Zhao Fukong showed signs of escaping, Legolas let out a loud cry and shot the two arrows in his hand.

I saw that these two arrows were fired at the same time, and the latter was fired at the tail end of the previous one and exploded violently, and under this acceleration, the speed of the previous arrow suddenly reached an incredible Cheng dù, and it shot through Zhao Fukong's ...... Afterimage?

"Very good archery skills, but unfortunately ......"

As he spoke, Zhao Fukong suddenly waved the short sword in his right hand, and then there was a clanging sound in front of him, accompanied by a faint light, like rain hitting plantains. If you look closely, every blow of Zhao Weikong is a small black ** force bullet, and none of the bullets can break through his short sword, this kind of dynamic vision and reaction ability is really a bit terrifying.

“…… This doesn't work for me either. ”

After that, Zhao Fukong's eyes stared at the expressionless face, and he slowly put down the small one-handed ** Canaan in his hand, and said the last sentence with a smile. At this time, Aragorn had regained his footing, and formed a pinzi formation with Legolas and Canaan, surrounding Zhao Fukong in it.

"If so, then why is your hand shaking, and what is that scratch on your sleeve?"

For Zhao Sukong's understatement, Canaan just said coldly, and the other two also stared at Zhao Sukong's sleeve and left hand at the same time, as Canaan said, it seems that Legolas's three-edged arrow still had some impact on Zhao Sukong after all.

"Oh, what are you talking about, that's just a sign that I'm about to go on a killing spree!" Zhao Fukong's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and his right hand moved slightly again.

"Little ......"

At this time, Sam, who was holding Frodo, suddenly trembled and shouted subconsciously, but before he could finish shouting, blood rose from the crowd, and a member of the Arctic Continent team ......

It's a different place!