Of the four, the two-handed swordsman who was the fastest was the first to reach the ash tree.

He looked up first, and saw that the chubby Paparal was trying to climb down from the tree, so he didn't think about it, and threw the big sword in his hand. The whirling sword turned into a bright silver disc and flew through the forest to hit the ash trunk with precision, thudding into it, and most of its blade sliced across the wooden trunk of the tall tree.

The latter let out a 'squeak' crack, lost its support and the massive canopy fell to one side.

The Paparral let out a terrifying scream, clutching at a branch and waving his chubby little legs, but at the last moment leaped onto a nearby cypress tree, and screamed again from the scales.

The two-handed swordsman didn't expect such an operation, and was stunned for a moment, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out his big sword. It was only when his hand touched the hilt of his sword that he saw a protruding glittering device on the toppled ash wood.

Trap –

The two-handed swordsman had a stirring in his head, and hurriedly let go of the hilt of his sword and rolled backwards.

But after rolling into the bushes, I waited for a while, but I didn't wait for the imaginary movement. When he looked up, he saw that the device cracked with a 'click', and out of it jumped a spring clown, staggering, as if mocking him silently.

Enraged, the two-handed swordsman rushed forward and drew his sword, and passed the 'clown' and pursued the Paparals.

As soon as he walked to the side, a ball of fire immediately appeared on the clown, and the swordsman was horrified, and he raised his sword to block it. But the firelight flickered, and a ball of fire only smoked the swordsman's face black, and he was really stunned for a while before looking back.

I saw that the Paparals had bent the cypress tree, landed on it, and fled into the distance. He also fell in the middle and rolled down the hill like a round ball.

The swordsman wiped the black ash from his face, and without saying a word, walked in that direction.

He parted a clump of laurel trees, only to see the little fat man fall in a big zigzag in a bush, fell on his back, shook his head before sitting up, and when he saw him, his face couldn't help showing a look of horror.

But the other party then looked behind him and exclaimed, "Miss maid, help!" ”

The swordsman's heart froze, his hand reacted faster, and he drew his sword and slashed back, but only swept one empty - where is there someone behind him? When he turned around, the cunning Paparal had already slapped his ass and got up, and fled in a puff of smoke.

The swordsman's face couldn't have been darker—fortunately, it was covered in fire ashes, and it wasn't much darker, just a little funny. He raised his sword with both hands, twisted the hilt of the sword with a 'click', and the star gem on the sword emitted a light yellow glow, and then lifted the sword and slashed downward.

The yellow light passed through the blade of the sword and into the ground like a bolt of lightning through the feet of the running Paparals, and the earth cracked, and a sharp rock rose in front of it. The Paparal man looked back at him as he ran, and when he looked back again, he found that he had not been able to dodge, and only had time to let out a scream:

"Wow!"

Then he hit his head and fell on his back.

Only then did the great swordsman withdraw his sword, and a puff of white smoke came out of the sword, and the star stone also dimmed, and he looked at it, and couldn't help but feel that he was a little too impulsive. The star stone was overheated and cooled, and he actually used his precious overload opportunity to chase a useless little fat man.

But it's also the other party who is too hateful.

He walked over with his sword, and the Paparal man staggered up from the ground, his face swollen, and fat like a pig's head—the other party squinted at him with one eye, shook his hands, and said, "You are ...... with a reckless back."

"I believe you're a ghost!"

The swordsman was furious, raised his sword and slashed at the Paparals.

But it was at this moment that a gust of wind struck from behind him, as if some beast was swinging its huge claws.

The swordsman was horrified, and at the last moment he forced his sword back, and at the same time turned around, and the horizontal sword blocked his chest - there was a loud 'bang', and a huge force slammed into his blade.

He flew out with his sword, smashed a tree with a 'click', and then crashed into the bushes behind him, rolling several times before he could stop.

Shesta was dressed as a tall maid with a cold face, watching this scene, and then withdrew her fist. Nearly every blade of the gimbal opened, and a long white steam emitted from it.

"Hugh Si Tower, Lu men are finally here." Parker's face was swollen, and he looked like he had escaped death, and said angrily.

The maid lady didn't look at him, raised her hand in one direction, and said coldly: "Wind wall." ”

With her gauntlet as the center, a cloud of white qi bloomed.

A sharp arrow flew from the forest in the distance, slashed through an arc, slammed into the air cloud, and immediately bounced to the side. Then a paladin and an Iron Guard appeared in that direction, but the Paladins and Iron Guards couldn't shoot an arrow like that—the Paparals squinted at the scene, knowing that there was a Ranger lurking nearby.

That's the Ranger leader—

Then both the Big Cat Man and Baggins appeared in front of the Paparals.

Four-on-four, now there is a wounded on both sides.

No, it should be said that it is five against five.

Parker said angrily, "Be careful, there's a nightingale on the other side." ”

His voice had finally returned to some normal.

The big cat man nodded, looking at the maid lady on the side, who looked in one direction, and then bowed his head slightly.

And Red was still holding a pipe in his mouth at this time, so he took the pipe and proposed to the other party's paladin: "Knight, do you want to duel me one-on-one?" ”

The latter and his companion exchanged glances, both of which saw that it was a native paladin, and shook their heads.

Although he is also a paladin, as a Caller, of course, he is different from the former's stereotype.

Red sighed and straightened the golden ring of his gorgeous fiery mane, not knowing whether it was for the Chosen Paladin's incomprehensible pursuit—or for his own kindness, not for the other party's understanding. He turned back to Baggins and said, "So be it." ”

Before the two could react, Baggins threw a round grenade in front of him.

"Holy!"

The Iron Guard shouted.

The two of them never dreamed that the lion man paladin, who was still humble and polite just now, turned his head and came over with a yin trick.

They dodged at the same time, but instead of exploding, the grenade emitted a puff of white smoke that obscured the forest in an instant.

"Smoke bomb," the Iron Guard was anxious, and the wounded two-handed swordsman was still there: "Parma, you go and save people first!" ”

He immediately said to his companion.

The paladin nodded, but he had just gotten into the smoke when a strong wind came in front of him. He hurriedly raised his shield to block, and when there was a loud noise, the huge force made him can't help but take a step back, and when he looked up, he found that it was the lion man paladin from before.

Red misses the blow and immediately lunges and disappears in the other direction.

The paladin was shocked in his heart, as a heavy armor class, he had never thought that a paladin could be so agile.

It's just that although he was shocked in his heart, his fighting instinct was still there, and the gem on the hilt of the long sword in his hand shone slightly, and a circle of pitch-black aura spread out from all directions along his feet. Wherever the aura passed, even in the thick fog, every grass and tree was reflected in his heart.

He immediately caught a shadow that was circling behind him, and immediately turned and slashed.

Red was also a little surprised, and made a sharp stop to avoid his sword.

"The knight of Saredo," Red looked at the dull black light beneath his feet. He raised his head, took a step back, and sighed: "Young man, it's time to return the lost knowledge, the power given by the dark saints is not so simple. ”

The paladins of the Dragon Fire Guild turned a deaf ear and still attacked with a sword.

Red stopped his sword with a shout, and a streak of light appeared on the big cat-man's gauntlet, and a burst of power pushed it away. The big cat man swept his staff again, and the paladin of the Dragon Fire Guild immediately raised his shield, but the shield blocked it, but Red did not attack again.

The paladin looked forward a little unexpectedly, only to find that the big cat man was turning around, and he was still a little stunned, when suddenly the fog parted, and a whip shadow swept across.

The paladin didn't react at all, and was swept away with a whip. The whip struck his helmet with a muffled 'bang', and a dent immediately appeared in the helmet, and the paladin himself flew sideways and rolled to the ground.

Only then did the big cat man turn around and look at the young man condescendingly, with a pair of pale silver pupils flashing with a faint glow of pity.

He wagged his tail slightly—he was a lion templar from the Holy White Plains, but before he was a paladin, he was first and foremost a lionman. He told a story to Fang Ou about the young male lionmen who had to complete the trial of their fate—

Only those who survive can complete their rites of passage, and those who are unfortunate have long been buried in the wilderness of the steppe.

The paladin shook his head, but he was not mortally injured, and he coughed to get up from the ground. But he twitched his hand, but he didn't move, and when he looked down, there was a 'click' sound from his hand armor - I don't know when, there was a layer of ice edges.

There are elements nearby.

The thought immediately crossed the paladin's mind.

But a tall shadow had already appeared in front of him.

In fact, the captain of the ranger, who was hiding among the rocks, had already noticed this when Luo Yu was chanting the incantation, but he raised his bow, and suddenly a flash of light in the flat berlin on one side caught his attention.

Calmly, he lowered his bow again, picked up the communication crystal, and typed a few words. Then he looked patiently in that direction, thought for a moment, picked up a pebble, and threw it not far away. The stone fell to the ground and bounced a little.

In the distance, there was a flash of fire in the direction of Bianberlin.

A bullet hits the direction where the stone lands accurately.

Then two more bullets hit the left and right corners not far away, and a spark was fired.

"Short guns, three-stage combos, musketeers."

"Within one hundred and sixty feet."

A flurry of data immediately came to the Ranger Captain's mind, and he rolled over, raised his bow, and fired an arrow at the location he remembered.

Then turn to one side, draw the bow again, and shoot another arrow.

In fact, Baggins realized that his attack had missed as soon as he saw a spark. He was so sharp that he subconsciously wanted to roll forward - but at that moment, he suddenly sensed something. Stopped, only slightly shorter.

An arrow screeched over his head.

Then another arrow landed in the direction he was ready to roll over.

Baggins immediately threw the short gun in his hand and landed between the rubble.

Not far away, in the hollow and pitch-black vision of the Dragon Fire Guild Ranger Captain's 'Night Stalker', only a little red light flashed - that clean red light could only be emitted when metal products collided.

The darkness in his eyes receded, and he immediately retreated from where he was, and then took his bow and made a circle in the other direction, and dived in the direction of Bian Berlin.

At this time, in the middle of the battlefield.

Only the Iron Guard was left complaining.

He and the nightingale who had been lurking nearby had been instructed by the Ranger early in the morning to go around and find trouble with the elemental.

But that's easier said than done.

The pretty maid with a cold face in front of her is a big problem. Before, the other party only waved his hand, and with an inch blow, the trunk of a pine tree not far away exploded, forcing out the nightingale hiding there.

He was trying to get the other person's attention, but only then did he realize what kind of monster he had provoked. The maid lady was not polite at all, and immediately rushed to attack.

The shield shuddered heavily with each punch he blocked. And the Iron Guard was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the maid's left fist came again, and the force was not lessened, but heavier - the other party did not have any tricks, and did not even look for his weakness, but only punched him in the face on the shield.

He was dressed in heavy armor like a fortress, but he still took three steps back when the great force came.

Before he could stand firm, Shesta's right fist came out again.

This punch directly knocked him out.

It doesn't take more than a second before and after.

The Iron Guard had already fallen to the ground, and his heart was still full of incredulity, his physique was amazingly high, but he was not injured. But if you can knock yourself away with three punches, what kind of monster does this have to be on the other side? He looked up and saw that the maid lady still had a cold pretty face—beautiful is beautiful, but it is too powerful.

Shesta seemed to be an amazingly efficient fighting machine, and her face was expressionless, and she continued to move on.

And at this time, the nightingale of the Dragon Fire Guild reacted and stretched out his hand as soon as he could—the shadow under his body suddenly stretched out and wrapped in this direction.

But the maid didn't move, only clenched her fists. To the top of the magic furnace, the light patterns all over the body lit up.

A wave of air exploded.

The nightingale's control immediately broke inch by inch - the explosion of the martial artist, within the range of the air wave shock, eliminated all magic and ability effects. Shesta turned her head at this time, and her cold gaze made the nightingale subconsciously stop.

"We're no match for her......"

At this time, the Iron Guard finally got up from the ground and coughed.

He looked at the nightingale and nodded lightly to the other party: "I'll drag her down, you go to carry out the captain's order first." ”

The latter immediately understood what he meant, and did not say much, but only raised his hand.

When Shesta saw this scene, she immediately understood what the other party was going to do, and immediately closed her eyes.

At that moment a strong flash of light emanated from the nightingale's hand, and at the same time as the flash of light, a shadow formed on her body and slipped in one direction into the shadow of the bushes. A moment later, she cast a second shadow and dived in the foggy direction.

The next moment, Shesta opened her eyes, and there was still a calm look in her eyes. She saw the other party's second shadow at a glance, stretched out her hand and struck it, and then smashed the shadow with another inch blow.

But she was about to pursue it again, but the nightingale had turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Then the Iron Guard raised his shield in front of her.

When Shesta saw this, she no longer moved, but turned around and faced the Iron Guardian of the Dragon Fire Guild.

……

Only then did Fang Yu retract his gaze, and there was some silence in the woodland.

He looked up at the sky, where a golden clockwork elf flew back and landed on his hand.

After the elite brigade of the Dragon Fire Guild was split in two, he knew that there was a group of people coming towards his side—no, or should it be said that from the beginning, he and Luo Hao deliberately stood in the way of the other party's advance.

Baggins and the Big Cat Man are the strongest combat power of the Seven Seas Brigade, and their combat experience is far richer than that of their opponents, even if he goes all out, he may not be able to win favor with the Big Cat Man or Shesta.

In a one-on-one situation, the odds of that side winning are high. And what he has to do is to work with Luo Hao to buy as much time as possible for the big cat people.

And let the battlefield create opportunities in their favor and form local superiority.

The key to determining the outcome of this battle -

In fact, it is the battle at the moment.

This was also expected from the beginning - of course, if the opponent had misjudged, the battle might have been easier, but the opponent had clearly shown the level of what a brigade should be, so the battle had to enter the final stage.

And the chest and Kitta still need time to regain their magic, Alyssa and Parker are not here, and Attila and Sylvid have other plans to execute.

In other words, at the beginning of this battle, all he could rely on was himself, except for Luo Hao, a fat man who had not been joining the team for a long time.

With two against five, or even with two against six, it is impossible to say that there is no tension.

Fang Yu subconsciously adjusted his control gloves again, and this action subtly revealed his slight uneasiness. After all, he didn't have such an experience in confronting the Elector head-on, but if the other party was a member of the elite brigade, there would be more enemies with fewer enemies.

That's another story.

"Someone's coming." At this time, Luo Hao suddenly whispered.

"Three." He added.

Fang Yu also raised his head, the first thing he saw, but there was only one person.

The one who appeared in the woodland at this moment was the nimble swordsman he had seen in the Clockwork Elf's vision before. The other party was carrying a sword, and when he saw the two of them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Fang Ou, on the other hand, couldn't help but take a light breath.

……

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