Turn the tiger away from the mountain! This was the first thought that popped into Hercules' mind, and the young man's sober eyes, clear goals, and decisive actions were all announcing to Hercules that this was a plot, a plot against him! The purpose was to isolate him, a super-first-class warrior stationed in Bohulaban, which was not a clever plan, but it had been tried and tested in Pande's long-term war practice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWithout the force of a super-first-class warrior who is enough to overturn the battlefield, the strategy can shine with its own brilliance.

This is a blatant conspiracy, but Hercules had to bite the bullet into the unfolded net, for no other reason, the sword that swept over like a frenzy made Hercules smell a hint of danger, the opponent's knife was extremely aggressive, and even reminded him of the pair of sabers in the hands of Saint Daman, who seemed to be two wolves dancing wildly. This is not an opponent who can be dealt with by fighting and retreating in the direction of the grain and grass pile, and if you are not careful, you may be swallowed by a violent blade! The only way out is to face the storm of metal, and then-

Fight to the death!

Hercules took a resolute step forward, and the next moment, the sparks burst violently in the dark night, and the storm of metal came to an abrupt end with a sharp trembling sound. The twin knives were set up in front of Hercules, but it was difficult to enter!

Is that...... The moonlight fell from the clouds again, and Esher saw clearly the weapon that Hercules had parried—it was not strictly a weapon, but a slender and vicious arrow, with a dull black, and the moonlight fell on it as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and even the feathers of the arrows were black, and the thin, sharp edges were reminiscent of the edge of a sharp knife. No wonder it was able to block Estheu's inferior sword instead of being cut in three, and it was also a demonic equipment, or part of a demonic equipment: an Avenger's Arrow made of stainless steel!

Hercules let out a low cry and used one hand to shake the blade away. Eshu reacted almost synchronously, his wrist flipped, and the double knives were slashed flat along the body of the arrow, wanting to directly cut off the opponent's fingers, Hercules did not hesitate to let go, allowing the arrows to land, Eshu stepped forward decisively, and the double knives stabbed straight at Hercules' lower abdomen, but Hercules turned his hand and pulled out two more Avenger arrows, holding the arrows like holding a sword, "Zheng Zheng" twice, and waved the blade at the last moment, and then brazenly fought back! The tip went straight to Eshu's left chest, and Eshu had to take a step back, parrying his blades horizontally in front of him, but the hard cluster of arrows still carved a gap in the blade. The offensive and defensive positions were reversed in an instant, and Hercules brandished his arrows, as if they were delicate and deadly stabbing swords, forcing Eshu back and forth, all the way out of his attack range, and without pursuit, he stood in place, coldly staring at the somewhat embarrassed Essho, and the two shoddy long knives were already covered with scars and on the verge of cracking at any moment. At this point, the thrilling confrontation between the two came to an end, facing each other several meters apart, their eyes intertwined in the center, and it seemed that they could burst into sparks.

It's so strong...... Ai Xiu thought that he had seized the opportunity, but he did not have the slightest upper hand, and was even forced back. In the end, the other party is the existence of the title of "strongest", both the reaction and the strength are the only ones seen in Ai Xiu's life, and what is even worse is that the weapons in the hands of the two are not of the same grade at all, if Ai Xiu rashly attacks again, it is very likely that the knife will be ruined.

It's so strong...... Hercules also thought that although he had succeeded in forcing Esher back, the tiger's mouth was aching in the successive collisions. It is worthy of the existence of a Valkyrie who can easily subdue Mariss and slaughter a squad by the way, the strength and reaction of the other party are the only strength seen in Hercules's life, if it weren't for the fact that the weapons in the hands of the two were not of the same level at all, it was very likely that he would suffer a heavy blow in the first round.

This distance...... Hercules tentatively took a step back, and Esher also took a step forward, and the two still maintained an embarrassing distance that was not far away, this distance had a considerable buffer room, Aecules did not dare to attack rashly, but Hercules did not dare to rashly fight and retreat directly towards the grain and grass pile. Hercules tentatively took another step back, and this time Esher took three steps forward! That buffer was already in jeopardy. Sure enough, Hercules sighed in his heart, and the other party also saw his intention to entangle with him, if he took a step back, I am afraid that he would be involved in the storm of metal again.

"I hear weapons clashing, what's going on? Who drank too much? Wrapped in only a bathrobe, Maryse strode out of the tent and saw Esher and Hercules facing each other. The Valkyrie armor on Eshy's body made Maryse stunned for a moment, but when she saw the hateful man's face under the helmet, her mind seemed to be shattered, and the red-hot rage like magma rushed in all directions, and the strings of reason disappeared in an instant. "How dare you humiliate them!" Maryse roared angrily, ignoring the fact that she was only wearing a bathrobe, and rushed straight towards Eshufei with her bare hands. Hercules was shocked, but it was too late to stop him, and he couldn't turn around and leave in cold blood, leaving Marith dead by Estheau's sword, and could only rush towards Estheux as well. The seemingly stalemate was broken in an instant, but instead of developing in a clear direction, it slid into the abyss of chaos between the flying blades, the pitch-black arrows, and the wheat-colored arms and thighs.

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"It's already started over there." Kia took a deep breath and gestured, and the mercenaries quickly followed him, pacing the shadows of the base of the wall towards the depths of the Porhulaban. The women of the West Coast have always been tall and burly and not inferior to men, and the armor of the Valkyrie wears on the body of Kia and his party without any sense of disobedience, which can be called a perfect disguise - if you don't consider Anson, who hangs at the end of the line, his movements are stiff and his feet are staggering, although he has been rigorously trained by Salaman, he is not strong enough to be able to wear a full set of heavy armor and move freely, not to mention that among the Valkyrie armor captured by Esher, the smallest one is a few laps larger than his figure, and it is not easy for him to hold on to it without falling behind. Fortunately, the night was hazy, and the eyes of the Fieldsweins, who were full of wine and food, were also hazy, and they were occasionally bumped into by people, but they didn't see the flaws, but they also whistled a few times in this direction with the strength of the wine. Kia effortlessly found the place where the grain and grass were piled up, and the guards guarding it were quite loyal, not drunk, and raised the short axe in their hands vigilantly after seeing Kia and the others: "Password!" ”

"Where are the apples dancing?" Kia said in a thin voice, and walked out of the shadows, and the guard froze: "Clothes...... cabinets. Ma'am, you're really--" he thought for a moment, and said humbly, "manly. ”

"Hehe, Fieldsway's heads are really full of muscles." Kia regained his voice and smiled, and when the guard realized that something was wrong, there was a soft "boom", and a crossbow bolt had pierced his skull. Salamane withdrew his light crossbow and nodded at Kia.

"Find a place where they put their drinks, and act fast!" Kia took a burning wood from the nearby fire, and the light of the fire reflected his calm face and the faint uneasiness in his eyes. Essho, you must hold on! Kia prayed silently in his heart as he listened to the violent metal clash coming from the other side of the village.