The female warrior's sword was in front of the male warrior's forehead, and the outcome of the battle was naturally like this, Silan's face could not be said to be joy or indifference, it could only be said that he didn't care about winning or losing, so it was strange. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was very unhappy with the result: "Alas, the woman wins, the man loses. Why is this always the case in this world now, the strong are all women, what do you need men for? God, he is always so cruel. ”

Slan's wail moved the eyes of the Assyrians on the sidelines, and in an instant he rushed into the territory of the warrior to rob someone, kicking the warrior's hand away with a single kick, preventing her from cutting off the head of another vanquished.

"What do you want to do!" the female warrior's figure blurred for a while, and she dodged dozens of steps away. She sneered warily as she looked at the Assyrian in front of her.

"What else can you do, chick, of course it's the one who is strong on you. The Assyrians never talk nonsense, you just wait to die. ”

There was a gray patch in her eyes, but the brown pupils kept flashing red light, "There is nothing new." Death, Demon Sword, Kill! The katana in her hand changed dramatically in an instant, and she leapt towards the Assyrians and slashed at her head.

"Hehe, this girl, it's really not a vase with a face, what kind of monster is this, it's such a big knife, but the Assyrian warriors are not easily dressed up. A red whip suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slammed it over, tightly wrapping the huge knife, "Huge magic knife, before you threaten to hurt people, please first ask you to hug the whip of the goddess Rose Naja," while not forgetting to call for support: "My hounds, come out and support the master." "From the ground there was a red triangular spiral nest, from which crawled out ugly things, they resembled a kind of wolf dog, covered in black mist, only the place of the eyes was a scarlet, and the tongue had terrible spikes, and the saliva secreted from the tongue would corrode and emit smoke when it dripped to the ground.

"Hound dogs!" the Assyrian clenched the whip in his hand, a little embarrassed by the knife that was struggling more and more violently. But he still laughed out loud fiercely, and the muscles in his body were not very ligated, but they were also very strong. There is a little bewitching beauty in the eyes, and there is complete viciousness: "Stupid little lady of the rising sun, in front of the great Assyrian warriors, all enemies will be crushed, Assyria is the iron nation of the ancients, blessed by the gods, and will be invincible." ”

Those black monsters, in an instant, obeyed some kind of command, and rushed over in twos and threes, all the way over, corroded all the way, "That's it, charge." "The Assyrians were very proud, with a helmet adorned with horns on his head, the armor of the ancient warriors of the Assyrian tradition, and the cross chain that he had inherited from his ancestors around his neck.

"What an ugly thing is this, that has made my palace like this. Slan interrupted the Assyrian's smugness with a loud roar, and he quickly stopped laughing, still slightly frightened. The female warrior glanced at Silan, looked at the other warrior who was still sitting on the ground with a cold gaze, and with a wave of her hand, she recalled the demon sword, which was tightly restrained by the Assyrian whip, emitted a ball of flame, and immediately became smaller in an instant, and quickly returned to the hands of the female warrior.

The moment the demon sword became smaller and returned, the Assyrian whip was broken, turned into a red aurora and dissipated, and he himself flew out upside down, stopping next to another warrior, and his body still had the scars caused by the close burst of sword qi, and he was embarrassed.

"Demon Sword, Thunder. The warrior's sword flickered with strange electricity, and as she swung it, a row of vertical lightning bolts slashed straight through it, killing and wounding the Assyrian hounds.

"Thunder. "Then another flash of lightning," thundered. "Another one.

Lightning rolled down the shocked look of the Assyrians, row after row, followed by lightning and the hunter's demon dog howled, and he dodged one row, and immediately found that another row had struck.

"It's embarrassing. Seeing the Assyrians fleeing in all directions, the Xianbei people who were watching the battle from a distance raised their bows and arrows, and put them down, "I will not fight with women, and a sneak attack is not the behavior of the Xianbei people." Monster dude, let's not worry about the Assyrian, he's just a hyena, a cowardly dog who loses his courage when he encounters a lion on the steppe. ”

He said to the xenomorph beside him.

In the battle, the Assyrians kept scolding, but the thunder would not be dispelled by his scolding. As a last resort, in order to avoid him, he set up a protective shield, bent down and pulled up another samurai, threw him into the shield, and quickly entered himself.

Then, according to the Assyrian idea, it was time for the two men to work together to think of a solution.

"This damn magic knife. Beloved hounds, rest in peace at Abysland, for Cerberus will bless you. Damn, isn't there something missing? ”

He thought of something at this time, and reacted. He bowed his head and glared at the samurai who was still lying.

"Hey, what are you doing on the ground like a dead dog? If you don't stand up yet, you still want to sneak up on someone! There's no one here for you to sneak up on now. ”

The Assyrians ignored the rift in protection, and looked fiercely at the other warrior who had just escaped from the Grim Reaper, taunting and mocking him.

"Now that the situation has reached such a point, you don't say that you are here to help, you are no different from a dead man, do you want to hide behind the warriors and steal your life?"

"Xiao Sheng had no such intention, but he just saw that you were playing hotly and didn't interfere. The samurai stood up very simply, and said to him cautiously: "The samurai will not attack anyone, just now it was a dignified method, a strategy." ”

"What kind of strategy is a failed strategy...... You didn't claim to be under it just now, forget it, this kind of thing doesn't matter. Let's figure it out together. ”

The Assyrians continued: "There is something strange about this current, like the defensive currents peculiar to our warships there, and it is not immune at all. He threw his tattered steel helmet to the ground and tied up his long hair.

"This is derived from the power of the Shinto gods, and mortals are indeed not immune. ”

"The power of God! is it possessed by such a woman, has the kingdom of the Rising Sun fallen, and even a woman has been favored by God!" the Assyrian exclaimed, and then he groaned again: "Then it is not surprising, although we are not mortals, we cannot withstand the constant shock of thunder, but these thunders are like endless waterfalls. Won't she get tired?"

"It's endless. It can only be described in this way. The sword in her hand was the Amaterasu Daigojin, the sword that the sun goddess once held, but when all the heavens and gods fell, the sword fell into the mortal dust, and was obtained by the head of the Kikuchi family in the fifth year of Hongan, and later gave it to his samurai...... If we want to win, we have to get that knife first..." The Assyrians immediately said. "No, it is impossible for us to use the sword blessed by the gods, because it will not be recognized by it, and the Ashikaga clan once plotted against this sacred artifact of the gods, and as a result, it was cursed by the crow of the god's messenger, and the door was killed. ”

"Then ruin it. It's simpler. I couldn't beat her just now, but I didn't know her methods, but now that I've seen through the fog, as long as I know the true face of the unknown, everything is simple. "The Assyrians knew that the female warriors were constantly releasing terrible thunder, and it turned out that it was not the reason why they were very powerful, and their confidence suddenly increased, and they continued to cheer themselves up in their hearts, and the heroic spirits of their ancestors were blessed, and the gods blessed me, and my exploits would be unpredictable from now on.

"That's the Holy Sword! the Holy Sword, the treasure of the gods. There was pity in the samurai's face, and more greed hidden in pity.

"It's not my Assyria's holy sword, Uncle Sekimoto Warrior what's the matter, and even if it's Assyria's holy sword, it has nothing to do with me. In order to save you, I have fallen into an embarrassing situation, and it is time to withdraw all mercy and hesitation, and the great Assyrian warriors never shed tears or hesitate to kill. ”

"Don't you want to get that treasure, it's a ......?" Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the Assyrians were reinforcing the shield, so he stopped talking and followed suit.

After a while, the Assyrians repaired the dangerous rift in the shield, and there was a brief gap, and he quickly said nonchalantly: "What do you pity if you can't get it, the false thing will only be the moon in the water, I want the real thing, such as the reward of the employer." ”

"Now, in my opinion, it is better to kill this abominable chick at once, and then there will be one less person on whom the employer can rely and we will be more respected.

We don't care about the Xianbei man, he is a dangerous fellow, and the alien can't see the strength, but this chick is the only woman among us, listen to me, we Assyrians have a description of women, they are the messengers of disaster, the mother of failure, take her with you, you can't do anything.

So we might as well deal with her, and we can get more of it. Compared to that chick, I am a bold person, and when we work together, it will be very precise, just like a machine with exquisite workmanship, and the parts in it are not good if they lack that. ”

"I think you're even more untrustworthy, just like the bamboo-patterned viper in your hometown. "The warriors did not intend to follow the advice of the Assyrians, but were wary of him, believing him to be a very unreliable man.

"Whatever it takes, I'm going to go. The Assyrians seemed to be indifferent, and since he had regained his faith and the confidence to defeat his enemies, he should strike decisively: "Now that God is with me, the chick has lost her heaven, and the destiny of heaven is in Assyria, my lovely foal." He stepped out of the shield with a cold face, then glanced at the samurai inside with a slight disgust, and stretched out his finger to touch the already crumbling shield, and then the shield shattered like foam.

The thunderbolt knocked the unprepared samurai out of the way, causing it to slam into front of a statue of a soldier on horseback, vomiting blood. At this time, the samurai vomited blood, and at the same time said, "Hateful, hateful, contemptible people are just a mere mercenary, why are they so punished by the gods in front of the emperor, shame, shame." ”

Now he finally made up his mind to follow the Assyrians and kill that hateful woman, the legendary warrior, one of them was enough.

"I inherited the foals from my ancestors. The Assyrians on the other side laughed while stroking a horse that came out of hell, it was covered with scales, and there was a blue phosphorus fire burning on its hooves, standing quietly on the Assyrian, and after he turned over and rode on, the red horse's eyes revealed the actual ripples, and the surrounding environment became extremely violent, the Assyrians held a three-meter-long spear in his left hand, and a black banner on a white background in his right hand, and he also shouted excitedly: "For my king!" One horse and one man, thus standing in unison, the Assyrians raised their spears, "My martial fortune will prosper, and ignorance will be fearless", and the horses charged rapidly.

"The ancient Frost Knights of Assyria are really malicious. The battle flag is Beruvin, and the armor is also Beru. Si Lan commented, and then he pretended to exaggerate the imitation and said: "My martial arts will prosper, and if you are ignorant, you will be fearless~"

Slan leaned against a pillar, tilted his head, and his gaze swept over the Assyrians like a fool. He sighed and said, "That's how the Beru people shouted before they charged, and they always regarded defeat as victory. ”

"You don't think favorably of the Assyrians. "The redhead, or rather the secretary, said lightly.

"Yes, the guys who bleed the blood of Belu are all as arrogant as the Berus, and they are all doomed. I'm here to watch his jokes. And then laugh at him like crazy. ”

The Assyrians rode through the barriers of countless rows of thunderous walls, and rode to kill, followed by galloping warriors, their target, female warriors.

"I will unite men and horses, Alucia. ”

The war horse was unstoppable, he rushed to the female warrior, and the spear was blocked by her knife, but the war horse still rushed forward, pushing the female warrior against it and retreating, he was condescending, and his cold and handsome face revealed a complete cruel color, "God bless me, the farce is finally over." With that, he shot a ray directly from the eye, hitting the female warrior, piercing her left shoulder, looking at her somewhat painful look, especially the weak side of the woman's inside, after he finally discovered it through his soul, he laughed wildly, and finally swept away the depression just now.

"Hahaha. A rough and wolf-like evil smile came from the innate evil voice of the Assyrians, blasphemous like a demonic laugh.

He threw his banner on the ground and stood with his spear behind his back, and smashed a chain-chain sledgehammer down on the head of the warrior to smash her head.

The female warrior's form was unbelievably divided into countless flames, converging in the sky behind the Assyrian and slashing at him with her sword.

"The ignorant have no fear. "The Assyrians turned their horses and made a magnificent turn on horseback, which was dodging. Then he pulled out a gun from his waist in great annoyance, and with the sound of three popping and popping sounds, the figure of the female warrior suddenly appeared, and then she threw herself on the ground, she struggled to get up, and could only half-kneel, and the red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"This is the result of your enmity against me, and I also tell you that the Assyrian knights never took captives and did not spare women. Lando Dononi drew an Assyrian crescent scimitar from his horse's arsenal and slashed it with a swing.

"I slay the enemy in the name of the family of Alette de Iruranya, and the spirit of the Father and my ancestors bless me. As a result, at the moment when he slashed the neck of the female warrior, he didn't feel the feeling of flesh and blood being cut open at all, and he cut it empty.

He looked around again, his whole body tensed, and the war horse under his crotch also felt the anger of his master, exhaling red and black smoke to regulate his emotions.

"Found it, here. Sensing a strong soul fluctuation, the Assyrian immediately drew a heavy javelin from his horse, injected some fighting spirit, and threw it, and he immediately strode forward, followed by the warriors behind him.

With a strong dark gray fighting spirit, the heavy javelin roared like a fighting snake through many hidden areas of the field, smashed heavily somewhere, and shook the surrounding area of dozens of meters into a depression, and then the javelin inserted in the ground began to tremble wildly, and the fighting spirit on the gun flowed out of the gun along some kind of traction, and invaded the surrounding stone slabs in a large area, and the continuous explosion began.

In the midst of countless gray flames, the Assyrians began to appear, he rode directly through the flames, and the iron armor all over his body was scorched by the gray flames, but he looked around nonchalantly, "Not here, hey, the boy of the Rising Sun Kingdom behind, can you spot him?" The Assyrian, who had not found his target, shifted his vision to the warrior behind him and asked.

"Under the perception that the scope of this field is too large and it will take some time. ”

"Well, do you think I'm going to wait for you? The Assyrians know the power of unity, but have always preferred to go alone. The Assyrians were already laughing and rode deeper.

Visibility was low, but the Assyrian eyes had the ability to see things in the dark, and the Assyrian eyes were glowing blue, and there was a layer of red covering his pupils.

He continued to ride his horse, and suddenly he felt the world turn, and his horse let out an angry roar, "I... Fell into a trap. He realized.

When the whirlwind of the earth stopped, he saw a woman standing in front of him, although on a horse, condescending. Can you still feel that the other party has a sense of oppression on him, a real warrior, can he be afraid of women? It's a joke.

The samurai plunged her sword into the rune-covered sheath, apparently not intending to use it. The Assyrians immediately asked, "Isn't that the source of power?" After saying this, he clearly felt the difference between the female warriors, and then saw her smile and said, "Who told you that my strength comes from the sword? It must be the villain next to you who wants to trap you." ”

This sentence alluded to the fact that he had been deceived, but when he heard this, he only laughed and said, "You are telling me that the samurai behind me are my enemies." ”

It doesn't matter, when they are on the battlefield, the Assyrians no longer act with the sanity of their brains, they don't think about who the real enemy is, they only focus on the enemy in front of them. Come on, chick, let me kill you and go back and settle the samurai again, in the name of God. That's what I was going to do anyway. ”

"In that case, let's fight, since whoever of us wins will kill him, it doesn't matter to me whether we win or lose. ”

"Then you're not going to give it your all. The Assyrians, with a battle axe, charged forward.

"Sorry, it's the opposite...... I will, kill the enemy quickly!" the female warrior looked as lonely as a cold moon, and she sang in a language that the Assyrians could not understand: "No moon ~ no moon this night ~ There is a moon ~ This month has no flowers." Finally took out another knife, could it be another artifact, the charging Assyrians saw this scene and couldn't help but think. When this thought came to him, he had already knocked the female warrior out of the air, and he still had the other party's blood on his face, and of course he could ask about the taste of blood.

"But, as expected, trouble came. He looked up at the silent starry sky, and couldn't help but feel that this field was so powerful that even the starry sky was simulated. As for the huge bright moon in the starry sky, it is naturally the most beautiful and the most dangerous.

The moon emits a magnificent light, "the cold moon has no flowers", can the moon still speak? Strangely, the Assyrians understood this language full of alien colors.

"This wheat-skinned beauty, her language, is so charming. ”

Now the moon grew bigger and bigger, and the Assyrians saw it clearly, and it was more like the human eye than the moon, because there was still a half moon in the month, like the pupils of the human eye.

"Bless me, Lord. The Assyrians excitedly raised their guns and rushed towards the moon.

When the moon inside the moon changes from a half-moon to a full moon, an extremely dazzling aura emanates from the periphery of the moon, and the halo detaches from the moon, showing a semi-circular arc of light.

"As God pleases. The Assyrians shouted and continued to rush forward. For in the deepest part of his gaze, he saw the warrior in the middle of the moon, "Look at my bow and arrows," and the Assyrian drew a bow with great speed, despite the arc of light slashing coming at him.

This bow is full of curses and ominousness, representing the sins of ancestors and countless fathers, and the cruelty of the Assyrians can be explained by the cruelty of the Assyrian conquest.

Assyria of steel, cruel and abnormal, chariots of steel trample the earth, whistling whips the peoples, and indifferent dynasties are built on the mountains of corpses.

As a result, the Assyrians fled from the realm with scars and scars

"This guy ......" Xianbei people watched the Assyrians escape with a nervous breakdown, covered in wounds and blood, and there was an inexplicable horror.

"Assyrians, will they run away too?" came the cold voice of the female warrior.

"Shut up...... You devil who killed my ancestors' horses. O dignity of Assyria! I have abandoned it to a woman. The Assyrian turned around like this, and at this point, his "partner", another warrior, finally came into play, and he stepped forward in time to prevent the female warrior from killing the Assyrian on the spot.

But then, it was almost over, and the golden lightning knocked the samurai away, "Oh my God, all of Shinto's favor is focused on the enemy below, and that's not good. The samurai retreated in horror.

In the air, the rumbling sound was mixed with the sound of Siss, and in this noisy sound, Silan saw that some golden long snake-like currents continued to gather together, turning into huge long snake-like currents with sharp claws and horns on their heads.

"This is the image of a 'dragon' in some kingdoms, which is a little different from the dragon we know. The full-time female secretary on the side did not forget to explain that she was very dedicated and dedicated.

In the eyes of the Assyrians, this monster in the air is an out-and-out 'horned serpent monster', the incarnation of the snake demon Abera, a subordinate and pet of the Valkyrie.

The 'horned serpent' roared and fell. Most of the Assyrians couldn't avoid it, and as for the other companion next to him, let's just say that it was a companion, and now the stupid warrior who called himself Suga Baixiu couldn't be counted on at all.

When the Assyrians saw that he was shouting something for the heavens, a ball of fire flew out of the blade, neutralizing some of the thunder, and nothing else.

"It's really damnable, am I destined to work with this kind of pig teammate all my life, last time I was a mage who claimed to be from Ani, but I killed all of my own people when I cast a spell, and this time I met a weak Rising Sun Samurai.

Damn, there's also a Rising Sun Warrior on the other side, why is she so strong? It's definitely not just because of the artifact, I'm going to settle accounts with that guy later. The Assyrian stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and he was like a venomous snake ready to attack.

The thunder struck the Assyrian and caused him heavy damage, but he didn't care at all, and the frivolity on his face disappeared, "It seems that I have to pray to my ancestors again." Now his face was full of piety and calm, and he stood there silently, regardless of thunder, ice and fire, or anything else, like an ancient god statue, at the mercy of the wind and rain.

The chain around his neck emitted bursts of light, and most of the injuries caused by the thunder and flames all over his body, including the knife wounds caused by the previous hand-to-hand combat, were instantly healed. Dense fragments emerged from the bodies of the Assyrians, and those fragments formed a traditional knightly armor of ancient Assyria, which revealed magnificence and nobility in its hideousness.

"The spirits of the ancestors, the masters of my destiny, the gods, my fathers, my patrons, those who follow the will of the gods, prevail. ”