It can't be an enemy at all, it is stronger than the general sense, or it is not strong at all limited by the laws of this world. There are no superfluous movements and excessive embellishments, and the so-called strong is like this, naturally shattering all the obstacles in front of him, and Yuejiu, who felt a great panic from it, can only snort and wait quietly for death.

However, a voice suddenly came out, and it was impossible to tell from any direction, and it was probably louder under the ground. The voice was crisp and soft, encouraging Tsukihisa over and over again, as if it were hypnotizing her. Affected by this dance, Tsukihisa's heart was filled with strength, and even if his body didn't recover immediately as the fairy tale says, he gradually ignored the pain.

It's like the pain of a tooth, the touch of tearing a muscle can make a sensitive person go crazy, and Tsukijiu held on to this bottom line and desperately stood up straight to find that terrifying target. No fist could break through his defenses, no action could escape the eyes of that thing, and the monster in the collapse was still as unhurried as it was just now, and Tsukihisa had to think of something else.

The method of fighting for weapons has become the primary one, and it is not advisable to always try to defeat an enemy who has lost once with empty hands. There were piles of rubble and flames everywhere in front of him, and the slightest inattention to this chaotic scene could hurt Tsukihisa himself. But there are no weapons reserved here, no matter what the swords, guns, swords, halberds are, Yuejiu, who is familiar with the rhythm of the battle, can control them to a certain extent, and it makes people feel frustrated to have nothing.

The eaves of the roof raised in the rubble, the pillars of the stalks baking on the fire. Is this stuff available? If it was just wood and simple stone, it would be impossible to deal with that guy's muscles more effectively than a fist. It has to be metal, even if it's something that makes people uneasy, it doesn't matter, and Tsukijiu's psychology is as if even the golden photo frame in the Temple of the God of War can be pulled out and used as a weapon.

She really didn't care about the way, the weapon finally still had some eyebrows, and she turned around and ran a long way back to the wreckage of a collapsed building. The eaves had been completely submerged in the depths of the flames, and in the very center of the building there was something that should have been placed, but now part of it had been destroyed and popped up like a pipe in the mouth of a sailor.

The thickness of a cylindrical saucer, calculated as long as a person's height. The most important thing is that this stick for unknown reasons has a sheen from the fire. It proves that it is definitely made of metal. There were no gloves, no prior cooling, and Tsukihisa reached over to endure the heat and insignificant burns, and she was exerting her strength to expose the green tendons on her forehead.

The babbling and shouting was crisp but with a venting roar. The girl's arm seems to have divine powers. Who would have thought that even such a powerful fist would not be able to penetrate the monster's chest. Here Tsukiku struggled to move his body to match the metal stick where it was broken. She used the soles of her feet, and the rough cloth shoes felt the heat and damage, but they stepped on it with more force, easily crushing the metal itself.

After two attempts, this weapon is considered qualified. It's a bit heavier than the one-handed sword you often use, but it's still inferior to the big sword that doesn't often appear in the army. The palm of the hand adapts to the temperature for a while, and the body spontaneously becomes numb and submits to the heat itself, which is one of the reasons for the long victory of the moon.

She brandished the stick and didn't wait for the monster to come close to meet her head, and because she realized the opponent's amazing reaction speed, the girl just made a false move, and when she spontaneously began to move the stick to the correct position, she decisively observed the direction of the opponent's movements. That monster is worthy of being powerful, and when he saw that Yuejiu's fake movements began to change, he immediately defended his fist against the position of changing direction, and at this time, Yuejiu would fall into the opponent's unilateral trap if he continued to fight.

Witty, she changed her mind again and became compliant, because she turned the fake action into a real action, and the initial position of the head and face was the direction she was about to swing at the moment, so that the other party thought it was a fake action to take precautions, so that the virtual and real made the other party even more unprepared.

The first trick would have worked, and the monster shook a little, and the stick struck him at the last moment, both in the shoulder and in a heavy slam. If it were an ordinary person, a stick of that magnitude would inevitably break a few ribs when it fell from the air, and the monster here was in the middle of the month, and he shook to express the dilemma of defeat.

"Do you dare to come, I'm a different person with a weapon?" Tsukihisa put on a stick posture that he was proficient in, and it was still a bit bluffing to look at it, in fact, even Tsukiku knew that her level was just an ordinary attack, and there was absolutely no magic, and that kind of mage would hit a set of stick techniques in a few minutes with a fire effect that didn't exist at all.

As if in response to Tsukiku's words, the monster shook its shoulders and made a pimpling sound, but it did something that Tsukihisa didn't expect. I saw that the tall figure became a little taller like a mountain, and then from behind the back that Yuejiu couldn't see, the huge arms groped for something to come out. I didn't know much about the weirdo who looked naked before, but now I realized that the guy was taking out a shell.

If you think it's a turtle shell, it's really wrong.,This size is close to the back of the guy and the same skin color.,Look at the unique shape of this weapon, it's really a shield.,A shield that can make monsters more distance.。 Waving this thing like a toy, he took a rare step to speed up his pace, and it seemed that speed was more than just what Yuejiu wanted.

According to her understanding of the stick method back then, Yuejiu waved the stick to find his head and hit it, and according to her guess, the sound of the round shield clanged and the stick rebounded far from the original way, and the strength of this guy's rush over made Yuejiu stand unsteadily. Dodging the onslaught, Tsukiku continued to launch a counter-attack against the weirdos, her clubs initially clanging in an ineffective protest, reminding Tsukiku of the uselessness of these things.

Later, for some reason, it began to glow, not a phenomenon often mentioned by stick magicians, and the warrior named Tsukiku began to use the same fancy tricks as mages. With the power of the dancing wind, beyond the whirring wind, the tip of the stick rubbed and burst into flames.

Flame of magic? The flames followed the flick of the stick and ejected into a majestic red landscape painting, which was a phoenix, a fairy bird of the ancient gods, burning with flames, screaming terrible, heading straight for the strange man and igniting the other party??? (To be continued.) )