243 Hard Shake Poli
The quaint and majestic momentum rose from his body, and every meridian of his body came with an overwhelmed moan, digging like turning into a balloon, constantly pouring air into it, and it was about to burst. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The consequences of this horror are, of course, powerful.
It can rival the strength of level 7!
Richard rounded his broad-bladed sword and jerked his spear away.
Polly's eyes widened in shock, what was the matter with this magician? How is it fiercer and fiercer every time?
The strength of this knife was definitely no worse than his, causing Polly to miscalculate, and Richard seized this opportunity, and his left fist exploded like thunder.
"Punch!"
Inherited from the martial arts of the god of war Ares, a move that makes the ninth-level great magician, Mexiel, look disgraced!
A series of sonic booms were heard in the air.
Polly's face changed dramatically, and a chill rose from his heart, and the cold hand of death seemed to hold his neck, about to pull his head off.
Polly yelled, forcibly changed his body's posture, and lunged forward dangerously, sliding out of Richard's crotch like a dog eating.
Boom!
Richard's fist went forward, blasting the head of a fifth-level mercenary ten meters away.
The soldier of the Blood Tiger Mercenary Regiment who fought with him blinked suspiciously, and he didn't understand how the man died for a long time.
As for Polly, in order to twist his body, he suffered serious internal injuries, and his face was as white as paper, and he vomited a mouthful of red blood.
Polly looked at Richard with palpitations, feeling like he had escaped death.
The threat brought by that punch was so terrifying that he had no doubt that once he hit it, he would be crippled if he didn't die, and at least seven or eight ribs would be broken.
Polly couldn't think of it even if he wanted to break his head, how earth-shattering martial arts did a sixth-level warrior have to use to ignore the seventh-level gap and hit such an amazing punch?
At this time, Richard beat the water dog, and in line with the idea of taking advantage of people's illness to kill people, the broad-bladed sword bloomed with cyan light and swung out frequently.
Replacing martial arts with outright strength, Polly was dizzying and embarrassed.
Rhine, who was in the center of the battle circle, hurriedly glanced at this, he was still more worried that Richard was not Polly's opponent, but when he saw it this way, his eyes widened in astonishment.
Polly... Pressed and beaten by Richard?
Even the smiling Finca stopped calling with a look of surprise.
Although he had seen the power of Richard's punch, when he was really equal to Polly, and even had an advantage, a chill surged up his spine, and murderous anger rolled in his eyes: this kind of enemy must not stay, kill him as soon as possible, and avoid future troubles!
"Look where, dead man. Goblin! ”
Robes roared, and the long knife slashed at Finca, and they fought together again.
There were people on both sides who kept falling, but they were basically balanced, and there was no clear difference between victory and defeat.
What really determines the direction of victory is the high-level fighters like Blood Tiger and Robes.
......
Let's talk about Richard.
His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, his breath had become chaotic, and a look of exhaustion appeared in his expression.
The consumption of the God of War Body is too staggering, with his current body, it lasts for a maximum of five minutes, and once it exceeds this time, it will only become a useless burden.
I didn't dare to use the explosive punch with all my strength, otherwise I would have to be deflated with one blow to Richard, and the straight left hand I used just now only used sixty percent of the power.
Polly is very shrewd, and it is not difficult to see from his old and spicy experience that Richard's sudden surge in strength will not last long, as long as it drags on, he can eat away at the other party little by little.
Therefore, he didn't attack at all, he just blindly defended, and Richard's martial arts skills were really poor, and there was no hole to exploit under that impermeable spear.
He can only rely on brute force to force Polly to fight him.
But this is not the way to go, and both sides lose.
After the God of War Body was over, those injuries were enough for him to drink a good pot.
Just as Richard was riding the tiger, he furrowed his eyebrows and smelled the familiar breath again.
The breath was close to him, and as he fought, he tried to find it, and as he got closer, Richard finally recognized the luck of the breath.
It's the breath of the underworld!
It was exactly the same as the one attached to the Holy Pattern Scroll, but it was very obscure, and if he hadn't entered the underworld, it would have been really difficult to notice.
Where is it?
His electric thoughts. The fragment of the Holy Tattoo must be on someone in the Volcano Mercenary Group.
As Richard continued to probe and search, he finally locked on to a man covered in flames.
Ninth-level powerhouse, Flame Thorn!
Richard's heart sank.
The Holy Pattern Scroll is extremely precious, and it is indeed the safest place in the hands of the opposing leader.
But... Although he knew that what he wanted was in the hands of Yan Thorn, how could he grab it?
The other party is a ninth-level powerhouse, and with a single blow, he can kill him.
Richard carefully pondered with his spare eyes, the battle between the Yan Thorn and the Blood Tiger entered a white heat, and the fighting spirit around the two of them was constantly exploding, and it was very difficult to get close to each other.
He pondered with his eyebrows, the safest way was undoubtedly to kill Polly first, and then go to support the Blood Tiger.
After killing the Flame Thorn, touch the corpse and look for the scroll.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
How easy is it to kill Polly?
The other party is not a half-baked product like Wu Kado, but an old seventh-level product!
He regretted a little that he didn't bring the old man with him, he knew that this trip was so dangerous, even if he pulled down his face, he had to invite the old man.
While thinking, Polly, who was blindly defensive, made a move.
Seeing Richard's distraction, he smiled viciously, and the spear struck sharply, piercing him in the shoulder.
Richard didn't react in time, and even with the blessing of the crystalline shield, he was still injured.
A cut was made on his left shoulder, half a centimeter deep, but fortunately, in the state of the god of war, he was not afraid of pain, otherwise his movements would really be affected.
And all this, in the eyes of Polly, thought that he was well-trained, and his fear of Richard had risen a few points.
......
As time passed, Richard could not maintain the consumption of the God of War body, and the strength of his sword swing dropped from level seven to level six.
Poli's counterattack began.
A spear knocked him back again and again, and Richard didn't even have time to bless support magic such as intermediate strength, thanks to Alice's free hand, otherwise he would have lost faster.
Boom!
The broad-bladed sword and the spear collided together, and Richard's face did not have a trace of blood, and he took seven or eight steps back, and the weapon in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Polly smiled evilly, and a lunge rushed forward, and the spear stabbed Richard in the chest.
"Punch!"
The move from the God of War Technique, even without the increase of the God of War Body, easily reached level seven.
Poppy had to avoid it, and Richard regrouped and blessed himself with a healing technique, and the wound on his shoulder suddenly stopped aching.
Polly looked hated and angry, but he couldn't do anything about him.
Who would have thought that Richard was a healer with dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?
Although Polly's strength is superior, Richard is completely able to fight a protracted battle with the magic of healing, delaying for twenty minutes and half an hour, waiting for the support of the Rhine.
Finally, Polly was annoyed.
He roared angrily, the light of the fighting spirit soared, the small pebbles on the ground trembled, and many mercenaries in the outer circle who were fighting desperately noticed the abnormality and looked at this side in horror.
Alice cried out in fear, "Lord Richard, be careful! ”
The magicians who belonged to the side of the Blood Tiger immediately turned their spearheads and released their magic in unison, giving Richard a chance to breathe.
"Crystallized Shield!"
"Crystallized Shield!"
Unleashing two low-level spells in a row, coupled with the previous consumption of beam energy, his mana was almost exhausted.
Polly dodged the magic attack in anger, and the spear slammed out, like a long rainbow through the sun, bringing up a string of green rays!
The long hair snorted, tearing through Richard's defenses, and the invisible fighting spirit was practiced, and it hit his chest hard.
Fighting spirit!
This was the only thought left in Richard's mind, and the blood spilled from the corners of his mouth grew, and he held the broad-bladed sword in front of him regardless of the injury, and as soon as he had done it all, the spear flew over.
When!!
The sound of the steel clashing that made the eardrums hurt, Richard flew upside down like a cannonball, spanning more than 20 meters, and rubbing a shallow groove in the ground.
His back was so hot and painful that he almost wore off a layer of skin, and if it weren't for the high texture of the +7 magic robe, Richard would have turned into a bloody man long ago.
Despite this, resisting the strong shock brought by the spear still made him unable to move for a while, and his whole body was unconscious.
Coincidentally, the place where Richard fell was not far from the battle circle of Yan Thorn and Blood Tiger.
To be exact, it was very close to the Flame Thorn, only five meters away!
For a ninth-level powerhouse, what is the concept of a five-meter distance? I'm afraid I won't need to breathe!
Although the battle between the Firethorn and the Blood Tiger was extremely fierce, it did not affect their observation of the battlefield.
As the boss of the volcano, Flame Thorn naturally pays attention to the enemy's piercing guys.
And Richard is exactly one.
The instantaneous magic at the beginning of the game, with that strange pillar of light, killed and injured at least eight people, forcing Polly into a bitter battle...
Everything shows that this kid with a double cultivation of magic and martial arts, with a strength comparable to the seventh level, is an important figure on the Blood Tiger side!
Yan Thorn grinned and sneered, and glanced at Richard with murderous eyes: "I found it myself and sent him to death, no wonder others." ”
Rub!
The flame thorn left the blood tiger behind, and the big knife was mixed with the aura of destruction, slashing at Richard's neck!
The sound of breaking through the air struck, and Richard's eyes were glazed and he couldn't breathe. In his pupils, only the sword light that was getting closer and closer remained...
The full force of Polly's throwing spear made Richard feel numb, and in the face of a ninth-level powerhouse like Yan Thorn, it was too late to escape.
He bit his tongue viciously, biting out blood, and the intense sting pain brought him back to his instincts.
Richard thought hysterically, both horizontal and vertical are dead, it is better to open the body of the god of war and use explosive punches to have a good time!
"Richard!"
A roar calmed him, and he saw the blood tiger's eyes cracking, his eyes glowing with terrifying blood, obviously urging the madness to the extreme.
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