Chapter 117: Fat Beat the Iron Head Baby
With an extra sword in his hand, the masked man slashed at the oncoming Lin Huang, who took advantage of the inertia of the sprint to meet him, and then a shuddering sound of friction sounded in the darkness.
"Wow," Lin Huang looked at the masked man with a bloody streak on his chest, "The material of this handrail is really hanging." ”
The masked man angrily threw away the broken sword in his hand, and was about to concentrate on concentrating on the lightning, when a wooden chair suddenly flew next to him.
"Bang!"
With the shattering of the wooden chair, the masked man flew out with a blurred gaze.
Lin Huang shrugged, this is a group fight, how can there be time for you to stare at people.
The remaining four masked people chose to huddle together, smashing the ice wall of stones, and smashing magic directly with the aura shield, although the morale and number are superior, but there is nothing they can do for a while, their purpose is to delay time, so it must be solved quickly.
Lin Huang thought for a moment and shouted, "Rush with me!" ”
At this time, if there is no one to lead, they will definitely not dare to rush.
On the way, a red light lit up on the left side of Lin Huang, and a fireball came in an instant.
"Fire again?" Lin Huang waved his hand and extinguished the fireball in the same way as before.
Not far away stood a very embarrassed masked man.
Lin Huang looked back, although he was intercepted, but those people had already rushed up, and they were surrounding the four of them in the middle and didn't know what to do, and then turned around and said, "The head is very iron, can you still get up when everyone is flying?" ”
"Don't be verbose," the masked man said in a hoarse voice, "you must die." ”
Why?
"I heard that mathematics can exercise people's logical thinking, you must be bad at mathematics?" Lin Huang said frivolously as he approached the masked man, "But it's okay to be good or not, come on." ”
The masked man stretched his hand back, and pulled out another sword from somewhere, "Hehe, are you sure you want to fight me in close combat?" ”
"Hmm," Lin Huang pretended to be pensive, "It's okay, although my weapon is not good-looking, it is of good quality, so I'm sure." ”
Anyway, they're all idiots throwing fireballs on snowy days, how strong can they be?
The masked man yelled at the front, but before he could finish his roar, he was slashed twice in the back.
Lin Huang shrank back, dodging the masked man's counterattack, "Ah, I'm pretty fast, have you lost your memory?" Do you dare to scream at me here with your eyes closed? ”
I don't know why, every time I get into a fight, I can't help but start talking trash.
The masked man swung his sword again, and it could be seen that although he was very angry, he still maintained a certain degree of discipline when he drew his sword.
And this was obviously a defensive sword move, and Lin Huang's attacks from all angles were bounced off.
The masked man muttered as if to cheer himself up, "It's too weak." Then he turned to the left and raised his sword as he dodged a stab.
Lin Huang lowered his head, and the blade of his right hand stabbed in the air turned, starting from the masked man's left waist and pulling down the hole that was not deep or shallow, until his right thigh stopped to prevent being kicked, and then flashed to the right side of the masked man, raised his left hand, and slashed at his raised right wrist.
The masked man took a step forward to dodge the combo, and then turned around and threw a straight left punch, Lin Huang felt that he couldn't dodge, but he still symbolically stepped back, only to find that the masked man didn't calculate the distance, his hand was not long enough, and his fist stopped in front of him.
After being stunned for a few tenths of a second, Lin Huang held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and also made a cut on the masked man's right wrist, and then rushed to a safe distance after a second.
It felt like he only cut off the carpal artery in his right hand, and he made a mistake just now, and the cut was relatively shallow, so it should only break a little skin.
The masked man gasped, looked at this side vigilantly, and then raised his right hand to prevent blood loss and death, and with his left hand, he picked up his sword and pointed it at Lin Huang, his eyes flashing with determination.
Uh, am I the villain?
Forget about this, hurry up and send these people on the road, go back to see if there is anything wrong with the City Lord's Mansion, Qianxu and Nastya are still there, it is difficult to say whether they are in danger or not.
Lin Huang put away his smile, and made a short encounter with the masked man again with an expressionless face, the latter still used that set of defensive sword moves, but his left hand was not his dominant hand, and it was obviously very rusty, Lin Huang didn't want to consume it, so he made a false move with his left hand, and the knife in his right hand went up from under the masked man's left ribs.
In the next second, Lin Huang pulled out his knife, and the masked man fell to the ground.
Lin Huang thought about it, he was aiming at the heart just now, but he didn't know if he had stabbed it, so he stabbed the masked man in the back of the neck for safety, and then ran towards the encirclement next to him.
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