For the Minotaurs, although the plan proposed by Drunken Wind is tempting, and even promises to solve their old enemy Centaurs, there is a question mark in terms of credibility - although there are prophecies from the Ancestral Spirits, the prophecies are always vague and ethereal, and cannot be used as the most powerful evidence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So...... You're ready to fight a game!

Coming to the outside of the tent, many minotaurs spontaneously formed a large circle, and Hamuel Rune Totem also used the power of the earth element to strengthen the ground.

Drunken Wind and Kane face each other, standing ten meters away.

"It's not that I want to take advantage of you, I'm used to using my family heirloom halberd, the Rune Spear, to show off your weapons."

"Good!"

Drunken Wind relieved his ...... Sash?!

No, it's not a belt, it's a bamboo branch that goes around the waist twice! The bamboo branches of just the right thickness are verdant, with a few bamboo leaves on top and a wine gourd hanging from the end.

"Be careful, this bamboo stick is called the Misty Language, although it looks inconspicuous, but it is a weapon refined by Lord Yulong - uh, you can understand it as a weapon blessed by a demigod."

Kane nodded in understanding, then took the lead. The huge hooves trampled the earth, stepped on the reinforced ground and burst through the cracks, lifted the halberd himself, and rushed towards the drunken wind with the help of the huge force of recoil.

Charge!

An ordinary move in itself looks magnificent when Kane uses it, and his indomitable posture seems to crush all the enemies in front of him.

Drunken Wind was not in a hurry, jumped high with his chest and abdomen, showing his extremely high combat quality and experience - it is difficult to dodge by an opponent of Kane's level, and even if he barely dodges, the Minotaur's own talent war trampling can make him fall into dizziness after being close to him, so he will completely fall into Kane's combat rhythm.

Seeing Drunken Wind dodge, Kane grabbed the end of the halberd with both hands and slashed into the air, the sharp moon blade slashing out a dazzling light.

The drunken wind in the air stretched out a bamboo stick with nowhere to borrow strength, blocking Kane's battle attack, and with the help of the elasticity of the bamboo stick, he fell 5 meters away, and turned his head and opened his mouth.

"Drunken clouds!"

The rich mist of wine filled the battlefield, and the sweet aroma of wine made the surrounding minotaurs intoxicated on the one hand, and very excited on the other. Magassa Terror Totem quickly summoned a gust of wind that dispersed the overflowing wine mist.

At this time, Kane, who was taken care of in the field, began to struggle to exert his strength correctly as if he had drunk too much, and he was crooked. Calling out to the spirit of the ancestors, Kane first struck a heavy war trample to prevent the drunken wind from taking advantage of the opportunity to attack, and on the other hand, he pulled out a huge totem pole behind him and stood on the ground. After the totem pole was erected, Kane seemed much more sober, and although his level of control over his strength seemed to have weakened, he was already drunk.

Drunken Wind secretly screams admiration, in fact, the drunken cloud sprays out the wine and "qi" of the panda people, so that the warrior is restrained, the caster is not focused, Kane faced it for the first time, and solved it very decisively, which shows the rich combat experience of the Minotaur Chieftain. That being the case-

"Flame Breath!"

Behind the drunken wind, the phantom of the red spirit of the divine bird appeared, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large fire, the flames spread rapidly with the help of the wine mist, and the battlefield appeared to be distorted under the high temperature.

"Drink! Yikes! Ha! Kane roared, not afraid of the fire, but strode towards the drunken wind with his halberd, and with Kane's roar, the flames seemed to actively separate a path, not blocking his path in the slightest.

Drunken Wind also seemed to have expected it, and also waved a bamboo stick and fought with Kane.

Kane Bloodhoof is the most powerful minotaur warrior, his wielding and controlling power, his heavy halberd seems to have a spirit in his hands, and the moonblade is like a bolt of lightning that points straight at the drunken wind. Shockwaves, war tramples, rage, sweeps...... The use of the skills of various warriors is even more appropriate, and there is a gushing of anger like substance in the wide eyes, which is fascinating.

Drunken Wind is in a different state, his chubby, round body is like a piece of paper, a feather, light and fluttering, Kane's every heavy slash that is enough to crack the stone has been taken by him, but he is still unaffected. Flashing and moving between square inches, every step is at the pinnacle, there are not many counterattacks, but each time is enough to make people frightened, or the shattered jade lightning, or the red spirit flame, or the Kunlai heavy snow, can always make Kane have to be forced to defend even the smallest gap between Kane's attacks, disrupting the rhythm of the attack.

The most surprised person in the crowd was Cam, he didn't expect that the drunken wind who only knew "playing tricks" along the way would be so capable of fighting, and he could go back and forth with the big chief, and for the first time, he found that this panda man's body seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog.

Gulda Mane saw his confusion and walked over and patted Cam's broad shoulder: "Child, this panda man is not simple, he seems to have seen through his fate to a certain extent, and perhaps some of the fate of this world. It seems that he is the object of favor of all the ancestors of their race, which is really hard to imagine. ”

Cam nodded in understanding.

The battle intensified, and both sides ended their tentative assault and began to go all out. The back and forth between you and me is no longer an ordinary skill, but your own unique combat skill. Relying on his natural recovery and stamina, Kane began to try to trade injuries for injuries; Drunken Wind began to control the rhythm of the battle quickly and slowly, focusing on bamboo stick points, pokes, hooks, and tripping, and no longer fighting head-on.

"Be careful!" At this time, Kane took off another totem pole behind him and stood on the ground, "It's hard to deal with this injury!" ”

The halberd in Kane's hand suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, and then this light covered Kane's entire body. After leaping high, Kane slammed down on the drunken wind.

Under the locking of the qi machine, Drunken Feng found that it was difficult to dodge, so he simply sank into the dantian, "The body is not bad!" There was a faint metallic sheen all over his body, and a roaring bull seemed to appear behind him, holding the ends of the bamboo stick with both hands, and hard to catch Kane's halberd.

The earth-shattering collision that everyone had imagined did not occur, and after the bamboo stick bent at an exaggerated angle, Zuifeng let go of his left hand and transmitted the vast majority of the force of the blow to the earth, making a dull sound - and of course, a shudder.

The two men stopped at the same time, and then laughed.

"As much as I hate goblins, I think I can talk to you now, Drunken Wind—don't mind if I call you that?"

"Of course, Kane!"