If you look at Randil now, you will find that its eyes are no longer dark green, but red like blood, and there is also a light with a bright light, which is the obvious feature of the Blood Elf attack.

Randir is not like Isha, who has only recently fused his own bloodline, but has fused it a hundred years ago, and he can be said to be very familiar with the bloodline of the blood elves in his body, and he is also quite good at training.

Therefore, for the two big sword phantoms coming in front of him, not only did he not have a little timidity, on the contrary, he was quite excited and excited. The blood in his body was boiling, and he also felt a tremor of wanting to fight strongly for the strong enemy in front of him.

He hadn't felt that excitement in a long time, and the other party was still on par with him in close combat. For this, he can fight him slowly.

He thought he'd enjoy the fight!

Poor baby, he has completely forgotten that there is still a game waiting for him, and he proposed it himself before, but now he has forgotten it for the sake of an enemy.

Mourn for the pitiful results he had afterward.

Here, Arendt is very good at dealing with the enemy, and when he sees his son's excited appearance out of the corner of his eye, he knows that the battle factor belonging to the blood elf in his body has surged. Looks like you've forgotten about the bet......

Does he want to show mercy to his subordinates, after all, it's his own son, isn't it good to hit him too hard?! He pondered the question for a moment, and it took him three seconds......

Ay...... He's also his own son, who told him to gamble casually without recognizing the reason for the matter, he is giving him a bloody lesson, and he won't gamble with others so easily in the future. In that case, then it is no wonder that his subordinates are ruthless!

Looking at the lewd smile on his face, he knew that whatever reason was good for his son, it was all an excuse. It's clearly for Randur to take out the color head.

Hanr was already hidden behind the others, and he was pleased with Hans's decision to bring everyone here. It's kind of knowing that he belongs to the type who shoots secretly, otherwise, his advantages won't be revealed. Though. His melee combat is also okay, but after the previous period of time, he clearly realized that his melee ability is scum in front of the other party!

So let's get back to his original position, and if I don't know if I can still succeed in the sneak attack.

The man in black gradually decreased in number under the casual attack of Arendt's left hand and right hand wave. Although the speed was not fast, the balanced speed still made the black-clothed man who surrounded and suppressed Arendt panic. Obviously, they are all specially trained secret guards, and obviously their strength has been suppressed, why do they still have no power to fight back.

Bang!

The movement on Randyer's side was much louder than Alendt's. Randil's fist shattered Hans's Sky Slash. It was Randil's reason. In Hans's surprise.

Hans originally thought that Ling Tian Slash, who would pick him up directly like that, would be slightly injured even if he was seriously injured. I didn't expect that there was no injury at all, this is not scientific!

When did the ** strength of an elf become so strong, is it still a weak and easy to push down elf?

It's better to say that it's a demon! Bump!

Hans's combat factor was also inspired. Since the other party is good at hand-to-hand combat, then he can also start fighting freely, fighting with the previous elf, it is not interesting at all, and he will use magic.

The thought of his wounds darkened his face, and his teeth itched with hatred for that elf, and it was better not to let him see her again, or else. He would definitely make her die a painful death, and then make a specimen to sell to others.

Peng Peng Peng!

Whew!

Hans had already put away his broadsword, and both sides were bare-handed, one punch and one leg of yours, and the punches and legs that were swung out carried a sharp wind whistle. The figures of the two of them could no longer be seen clearly, and only a black afterimage could be seen.

Sensing a hint of crisis, both sides stopped at the same time, and then dodged a wind blade in a hurry, and a cold sweat almost broke out on Randil's head.

Well, the wind blade was almost attached to his head, and if he hadn't dodged in time, wouldn't his beautiful and perfect face have a chance of being disfigured.

In an instant, he was scared to pee!

At the same time, a cheap voice came, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't notice!" ”

Randuil glared at his father helplessly, is there a father like you who dragged his son back?

Hans and Randur looked at each other and stuck together again, Randil's right hand blocked Hans's flying right leg, and his body took a step back with the impact. Then he quickly glued on, seized the opportunity, and slammed his right fist into the opponent's left chest, and if the blow was real, it was estimated that Hans would be seriously injured.

However, how could Hans give him this opportunity, he leaned slightly and kicked his right hand hard with his right leg from the bottom up. Breaking his trick, he saw Randil's right leg kick up, and at the moment when his right leg was about to hit the ground, his left leg was also raised high, wanting to do a roundhouse kick.

The legs of the two collided fiercely in the air, bang!

The two of them took a step back, looking at each other vigilantly, and when the figures of the two sides were about to collide again, the two sides dodged at the same time, and then helplessly flashed the magic attack blades one by one, really in addition to guarding against the other party's attack, but also to prevent the magic attack flying next to them.

Anyway, isn't there a lot of magic attacks flying towards them now, which doesn't make people fight!

It's too much fun, isn't it?

The two looked at each other fixedly, made eye contact for a while, and decided very tacitly to keep the venue away from Arendt and them, if they were still here, they wouldn't have to fight at all. Dodged and came to a clearing almost several kilometers away from the original place.

If you're here, they'll be able to attack as much as they want!

Randyr smiled slightly, seeing that the other party took out the big knife, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, is this an upgrade? He decided to attack with his sword, and in that case, he took out his weapon.

With a shake of his hand, a silver-white spear appeared in Randil's hand, and Hans looked at his weapon and looked at the spear for a while, and then looked Randil up and down, the other party ......

Is it really an elf?!

Seeing the other party's suspicious eyes, Randir wanted to roar very ungracefully, saying that the elves could not use spears.

Well, it's true that there are very few elves who use spears, but it's not for nothing, like him.

Hum! After all, I still don't know anything, don't think that the elf's weapons are bows and arrows in addition to magic staffs. That's because when many people mention elves, they generally talk about natural elves, and few people know that they are also divided into many types, and night elves and blood elves belong to that kind of battle elves. However, they rarely appear in front of other races, and generally those who come out are natural elves, and outsiders know the habits and characteristics of natural elves.

Hans still couldn't hold back and speak, "You...... Is it really ...... "elf?"

If you don't say it, I believe both sides will understand.

"Don't look at it, I'm an elf." When he said this, he felt the urge to vomit blood, and when was he still suspected by the enemy that he belonged to the elf clan?

This is the way he opened his eyes, right, otherwise his appearance is so obvious, how can he still be suspected, could it be that he has not maintained much since he came to this planet, and the top of his face bag is not perfect.

However, it seems that there is indeed a bit of a lack of water, after all, the weather here is too hot.

Hans didn't understand how their topic had come to this, and besides, what was the matter with that male elf?! Why did he touch his face, and then look at the sky with grief, what was wrong with him? Is it a snake spirit attack?

Should he stay away from him, what if he gets infected?

Well, let's just kill him, and don't do specimens, a snake spirit is estimated to be not liked by the customer, so don't consider the integrity of the other party's corpse.

Licking his lips, his eyes flashing a ghostly light, he began to get excited, which was different from the excitement just now. Just now it was the excitement of meeting the opponent, and now it's ......

Slaughter!

He wanted to cut the elf, he wanted to see the blood, but the elf's blood was very fragrant, and he didn't know if the other party's blood was as fragrant as the female elf.

Randyr was very keenly aware of the change in the other party's body, which was the breath of killing. Moreover, it didn't matter if people were ugly before, but oh my God, now it's even uglier, it's just unsightly!

Gripping the silver spear tightly, his figure moved, it was better to solve it sooner, it hurt his eyes too much. Don't go out and walk around if it's so ugly, I don't know it's going to pollute others!

Boom!

The passionate collision of the broadsword and the spear, and occasionally there will be sparks, Randil keeps attacking, the spear is in Randil's hand, constantly picking and stabbing, because the speed is too fast, only patches of afterimages can be seen.

Because of the stimulation just now, Randuil didn't think about stabbing other places, but only stabbed the other party's face, and that persistent look was a rhythm that would disfigure!

Hans was also frightened by the other party's rhythm, why did he keep picking on his head, he could only use the big knife to block, and he couldn't separate himself to attack the other party. Because he was too fast, he fell into passivity, and if he didn't have a hammer, he would have to defend all the time. He doesn't want to be stabbed in the head by the other party, that's the key thing, if he doesn't pay attention, he will die and his head will bloom.

However, if Hans knew that Landier was picking on his head in order to disfigure him, I wonder how he would feel?!

It should be exciting!