"It's just me and Gonzalez, what to do, what to do? Fight with them, fight, the hand of the earth. ”

Coutinho suddenly stopped like crazy, and he didn't run away, and it was a "mental shock" to the "fire fox" Foxfahr who rushed over.

Psychic Shock, an active attack skill based on illusion, requires mana: 46, instantaneous skill, effective attack distance of 20 meters, cooldown of 18 seconds, attacks the hostile target's mental realm with illusion, dealing 67 magic damage, and causing it to continuously reduce 121 mana for 5 seconds.

If the target is affected by a psychic shock, the healing effect is reduced by 50% and the stun and downfall duration are increased by 30%. When cast on a terrified enemy, the damage is increased by 55%. When cast on a stunned enemy, it deals an additional 118-124 damage over time.

In the face of Coutinho's life-threatening blow, "Fire Fox" Foxfal was also a little caught off guard, and he didn't dodge it when he was slow, and his spirit was immediately hit by a huge impact, making his body shake, and the momentum of the forward rush was also so stopping, huge magic damage, and mental pain, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, after all, he was a C-level mercenary who walked on the tip of the knife all year round, and this bit of damage could not make him lose his combat effectiveness, and he was also ruthless, biting the tip of his tongue to make himself sober, and then continued to rush forward two steps.

"Twelve meters, haha, boy, your time to die is here, assault."

Assault, combat active attack skills, can be instantaneous, requires mana: 36, cooldown 15 seconds, attack effective distance of 12 meters, can increase melee attack power by 230%. Leaps up and launches a dash attack towards a hostile target, dealing 1044 physical damage and leashing them for 3.5 seconds.

When the caster is in a restrained state, you cannot use the Assault skill. When cast on an enemy with a slow, adds 26% extra damage.

At this time, Coutinho, who was about to recite the spell and cast the "Hand of the Earth" on the "Fire Fox" Foxfar, was taken aback, but he didn't expect this guy's willpower to be so strong, and in just half a second, he was out of his mental shock illusion.

"Do you want to retreat, or do you want to keep casting the spell?" It was a dilemma, and the shy face of the young Coutinho became extremely bitter, he was cowardly, hesitated, and the smile on his face could no longer be revealed.

"No, let's run away!" Coutinho showed the weakness of the rookie mercenary at the critical moment, nervous and timid, and then escaped, however, if he wanted to escape, "Firefox" Fox Fal would not give him a chance.

With a bang, when the one-handed sword of "Firefox" Foxfarr stabbed over, there was no hope of escape, and Coutinho fell directly to the ground in a hurry, avoiding the fate of being bound by the assault skill.

"Haha, is this the wings of the flying? Haha, I think you guys should be calling the out. Ha ha. "Firefox" Foxfahr was very proud, victorious, this battle was really hard.

His one-handed sword swirled like the wind towards Coutinho's neck, haha, one more, it's time to clean up the battlefield.

It's a killer blow, it's a confident sword, and although it's a little casual, he's determined.

"Run, run." Coutinho had only this thought in his heart, and his nostalgia for life made him burst out of his unparalleled potential, and at the moment of life and death, he got up from the ground, very extreme, rolled on the ground, and dodged Fawkesfar's one-handed sword.

"Hey, I let you dodge, it seems that I have to be serious."

"Fire Fox" Foxfarr was a little surprised, and he couldn't believe the scene that was happening in front of him, this guy like a dead dog, the speed actually exploded, and he dodged his fatal blow with a very unsightly means.

"Hehe, I think you'll be able to dodge a few times?" "Firefox" Foxfarr slashed at Coutinho with his one-handed sword, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

However, Coutinho seems to have awakened at the moment, his body is as flexible as an ape, and he has dodged the deadly attacks again and again, although there are more sword marks on his body, but he can always avoid his vital points being attacked at critical moments, or in other words, he can always use his back, or some rough and thick parts to do key cover.

This annoyed the "Fire Fox" Foxfahr, but there was nothing to be done. It can only be a faster sword.

"Do you need to use skills? With a three-stage slash, well, it must be done quickly. That stinky boy might come over. When Fawkefal thought of Ilan, his heart suddenly became angry, and the power of fighting poured out, and a trace of sword light flickered.

"Boy, I won't play with you anymore, let's try my three-stage chop, hehe, it's your honor to die under my three-stage chop."

"Oh, no—"

The sword light Huohuo, a one-handed sword blessed with energy, like light and electricity, is not at all something that Coutinho, a weak young man, can avoid.

"No, I want to live, I can't die."

He desperately stepped back, his body behind him, and fell backwards.

However, as if in a dying struggle, the sword light surpassed the sound of the wind, and it was about to cross his throat.

Then, in despair, he cried out unwillingly.

"Ahh

A terrible scream pierced the sky and pierced the peace in the woods, the last cry of life, the fear of the soul.

The sword light slashed diagonally, seemingly leaving a ripple mark in the air.

"Are you dead, are you going to die?" Coutinho stepped back habitually, muttering to himself, his hand touching his throat.

"Hey, what, there's no wound?" Coutinho was like a dream, "Is it because the sword is too fast?" ”

He touched it again, but it still didn't.

"Haha, I'm not dead, haha, this Foxfarr actually split into nothing. Run, run,-"

His already dry body was suddenly filled with hope and strength, supporting him to quickly get up and flee into the distance.

"Wood, what's going on?"

This scream made the "Fire Fox" Foxfal tremble, and the energy of the fighting system was no longer smooth all of a sudden, and the speed of the sword slowed down, drawing a strange arc, obliquely passing over Coutinho's neck, just a little bit.

When Foxfarr wanted to kill Coutinho again, Coutinho, who had escaped death, had already fled three or four meters away, which annoyed him very much.

However, something that annoyed him even more happened, and he looked back to see what had happened.

An unexpected scene happened.

"Wooden" Woodridge, who was silent, clutched his throat with both hands, however, to no avail, the blood still flowed out of his fingers.

"Ahem, how can you not cover it? I can't hold it back, oh-oh-"

Woodridge's eyes protruded, and gradually his pupils dilated, his eyes were dull, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"I'm not reconciled, oh oh, am I going to die?"

"Fire Fox" Foxfarr's eyes were moist, coughing, his throat choked, and inexplicable sadness filled his internal organs.

"Wood, Woodridge, ah—my brother—" Foxfarr howled as he pounded his chest.

The dark clouds overhead obscured the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

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