Blocking is the foundation of every melee adventurer, and the main purpose is to reduce damage and continue the fight.

This skill may seem inconspicuous in normal times, but once it encounters the dilemma of a priest's lack of resources, blocking will be transformed into the key to victory.

However, there is also a premise for blocking, that is, the power and destructive power of the attack are only limited to the tolerable range, and once the range is exceeded, either the weapon is broken or the body is severely damaged.

The consequences are unimaginable.

At present, this elite cannibal tree is obviously a very awesome kind in terms of strength and destructive power, and the main pole that it uses as a whip represents a combination of its strength and destructive power.

How can you be able to block this kind of attack by a mere giant sword warrior?

Seeing this scene, and thinking of his life-saving grace to me twice in a row, I immediately bit my teeth, my heart was horizontal, and I handed Xilan's demon knife to my left hand, and pulled out the big knife with my right hand, condensing the released killing intent to the two knives as much as possible, and then went straight for a few steps, aiming at the main pole that swept over is a slash!

The two knives went down together, the killing intent was raging, and Xilan's demon knife only confronted the main pole for two seconds before it was bounced out, but the big sword was still strong.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... I gritted my teeth and resisted the constant surge of force, as if I was facing a huge wave tens of meters high, and I was just a flat boat in front of the huge wave, which would be capsized and scattered at any time.

The strength of the main rod became more and more turbulent, and I gradually felt that I could not support it, and the wrist holding the knife was already making a soft click, which is a dislocation sound that can only be made when the joint's tolerance capacity reaches its limit.

But it was not in vain that I did this, the big sword that was watered by the killing intent, in a domineering way, consumed the earth attribute magic of the main rod, and cut deep into it, and it didn't take long for the main rod to be cut into two pieces by me!

At that time, the elite cannibal tree will shift its target to me due to the severe pain, and the greatsword elves can also seize this gap and launch a deadly attack on it.

Although all of the above are my assumptions, if I succeed, I will inevitably destroy this powerful monster, and as a helper, I can also gain a lot of experience.

Thinking of this, I am even more motivated.

When manpower is poor.

No matter how hard I try, the strength is there, the strength can't keep up, and it can't be supported for long by faith.

So, the big sword and I were bounced off with a gorgeous bounce.

In mid-air, I adjusted the angle of my fall as much as I could, so that my butt landed on the ground - there was a lot of meat, there was cushioning, and the fall was not heavy.

But when the buttocks and balls touch the ground directly, no matter how much flesh there is, it still hurts.

Under the action of inertia, I grinned seven or eight rolls, and then I could stop.

Lying upright on the ground, I was dizzy and aching all over my body, and I heard a muffled sound not far away, it was the sound of wood and metal colliding, and the giant sword elf still chose to resist this blow directly, instead of taking the opportunity to attack the cannibal tree itself.

If you think about the way he fights, he has always been straightforward, and I guess the same is true of his character, and it is simply difficult for him to win in a clever way.

After the muffled sound, there were several heavy footsteps, I can guess without looking at it, it must be the footsteps of the giant sword elf when he was repulsed, I just don't know what his situation is, but judging from the motionless state of the blindfolded elf a few meters away, the giant sword elf should not be seriously injured.

I lay still on the ground, recovering my strength, listening carefully to the sound of a fierce fight, and almost every few seconds there was a dull sound of metal and wood colliding.

"It's worthy of being an elite monster, it's really strong enough" I secretly said in my heart: "Three master adventurers shot at the same time in succession, and after such a long battle, they couldn't take it." ”

"Is it strong? It's not strong at all! Da Taidao joked: "I remember that you had to use it to practice knives just now!" ”

"I didn't know it was an elite monster, but if I knew, I wouldn't have to hide far away!"

"Let's not talk about this for now" Da Taidao said suddenly: "Let me ask you, stinky boy, do you have any experience in condensing a little killing intent?" ”

I thought about it, shook my head, and said, "I don't have any experience." ”

"You elm head," the big sword sighed, "haven't you noticed that our power has grown?" ”

"You guys?"

"It's me and that demon knife" Da Taidao said: "After all the killing intent was infused into our bodies, both our toughness and sharpness have rapidly improved a lot, and even the vines that you have been powerless have been cut in two by you, haven't you noticed this?" ”

"You said this......" After a little recollection, I nodded, "I found out, but I did it in a hurry, and I can't guarantee that I can do it at other times." ”

"Since you can do it in a hurry, it means that you can still do it in normal times, but you lack training" Da Taidao said: "As long as you promise to hone your killing intent every day, it won't be long before you can control it freely." ”

“...... Why do I listen to your tone, so like a pyramid scheme? ”

"I'm teaching you how to become a strong person, and how did you get involved with me and the pyramid scheme?"

"I just think your methods are more similar, they are all constant brainwashing."

Regaining some strength, I got up from the ground, limped to Xilan's demon knife, pulled it out of the rock wall, and limped to the blindfolded elf, holding the big sword, staring at the fierce battle of three people and one tree.

"Are you alright?" The blindfolded elf asked.

"It's still done," I said, "I just fell a little badly when I fell, but it was only a few bumps, and I didn't leave any serious injuries." ”

"It's a good thing that you're not injured," the blindfolded elf said, "The strength of this elite man-eating tree has probably reached level twelve, otherwise my partners wouldn't have fought so hard." ”

I thought about it, rolled my eyes, and asked, "Dare to ask your honorable name?" ”

"Jefferson Garsier" said the blindfolded elf, "I am a fighter of the Spirit Wing Guild. ”

"An Xiaoyi" I said, "I am the honorary president of the Fearless Guild. ”

"I know you," the blindfolded elf said, "I just don't know what this honorary president represents?" ”

"It's simple," I said, "I'm responsible for all the eating, drinking, and Lazar, and if the members get into trouble, I'll settle it, and all the good things have nothing to do with me. ”

The blindfolded elf stared at me for a long time with those eyes tightly covered by thick cloth, and at the end, he laughed and said, "Hearing you say that, I want to join your guild." ”

"Welcome," I said.

The blindfolded elf shook his head with a smile and said, "Joke with you, I won't leave the Spirit Wing Guild, this is my home." ”

"I won't be strong," I followed, "Democracy, freedom, that's the motto of my guild." ”

(End of chapter)