Five darts flew out silently, locking onto Peter's shoulder, throat, left and right eyes, and chest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info just turned sideways, and Peter ducked through the gap between them. A figure appeared behind him, the blade in his hand stabbing him in the back of the heart.

Before he could strike, Peter had already raised his sword, so it looked like the Assassin had foolishly delivered his own weapon to his knife. Even though Peter didn't have the weapon's enhanced abilities, the sword he had taken from the silver warrior still had the ability to sharpen iron like clay, splitting the ninja's short knife in two along his fingers.

His own blood splattered into his eyes, and the ninja who had lost his weapon didn't make a sound. Enduring the intense pain, he took two consecutive steps back, dodging Peter's counterattack, and then rolled out of sight. Peter also had to abandon the pursuit, and the opposing companions had already attacked from another direction.

The ninjas were clearly aware of Kenichiro Harada's defeat at his hands, so it was no surprise that he was the target of everyone's fire. Four out of six were coming towards him.

Peter looked a little embarrassed. Although he still has a lot of hole cards that he hasn't taken out, he only has the power to protect himself under the joint attack of the four masters. In a short period of time, he was able to remain invincible with his battle hunch, but if he wanted to force a break in a short period of time, he would probably have to pay a certain price.

However, the condition of the four ninjas was also a bit miserable. They seem to have underestimated Peter's abilities, and in several flawed sieges were torn apart by Peter's counterattacks. And under Peter's new and indestructible weapon, such mistakes would naturally be punished.

When the final combo was forced back, one of the ninjas retreated a little slower. Peter's eyes flashed as he seized this gap, and the other party's figure suddenly stagnated a little in the air. The knife in Peter's hand burst into flames, slicing off a piece of flesh on the other man's back.

At this pace, it was only a matter of time before Peter would win. On the other side, however, the combination of Stickser and Erica was almost untenable.

The beast-like man was knocked back a few steps by a stick. He shook his dazed head, let out another roar of rage, and lunged at the two of them.

"Stand back!" The stick shouted, and the long stick swept out with a gale, striking the opponent's head again. Before the beast man could recover, the long stick in the stickman's hand had turned into a storm of afterimages and smashed down on him. But in the blink of an eye, the beast man had already been hit by twenty or thirty sticks, and there was an unpleasant sound of bones shattering all over his body.

If it were an ordinary person, an injury of this magnitude would be fatal. Under the double damage of the stick's weapon blow and the erosion of dark energy, more than twice the body and bones of an ordinary person will probably be reduced to pieces. And the feeling of these fragments piercing into the internal organs of the body as the muscles move must be quite uncomfortable.

This trick didn't seem to work well for the man in front of him. Under the attack of the stick like a raging storm, he took it all with his own flesh without the slightest defense. Those blows that were enough to shatter the golden stone fell on him, and there was a sound of gold and iron. Judging by the degree of freedom with which he moved, it seemed that he really only suffered some flesh wounds.

This onslaught had indeed beaten the beast man to a beating, and the stick was flesh and blood, and this fierce attack could not last. The moment he adjusted his breath, the beast man rolled backwards on the spot. and the stick distanced.

As if he had been beaten to his senses, this time he did not rush directly, but cautiously took two steps back. Like a wolf in the face of a strong foe, he carefully kept his distance from the stick, refusing to step forward until he discovered the weakness of his prey. At the same time, his body, which looked badly beaten, was recovering at breakneck speed. The bruises and wounds disappeared in just a few seconds.

"Hey, hey."

The beast man bared his teeth and let out an ugly laugh. He crossed his paws together and rubbed them hard twice, bringing up a few sparks. At this time, there seemed to be a little more human intelligence in those beastly eyes.

Faced with this seemingly invincible enemy, the stick gritted his teeth and rushed forward again. Judging from the results of the series of attacks just now, it seems that it is still the most effective for head damage. He took a deep breath, and with the skill of his wrist, the long stick stabbed out with a spiral force, and the target was the beast man's face.

But the other party didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and directly turned his head towards the oncoming alloy steel rod. Moments before the stick was about to make a hole in his head, he suddenly tilted his head slightly, then opened his mouth and bit down on the stick.

The sound of metal grinding pierced everyone's ears like needles, making everyone on the field slow down the movements of their hands, and diverted their attention a little to observe the battlefield on the other side.

And what appeared at this time was undoubtedly an absurd scene. As if it were from some inferior action movie, the weapon made of the highest quality alloy was bitten off by the opponent's teeth, and the rest was still firmly stuck by the opponent's teeth, and the stick continued to pull itself without pulling it.

A smug look flashed through the beast man's eyes. By this time, the stickman's weapon had been restricted, and the beast man's free claws were pulled towards the clubman's abdomen. Once this move hits, the stick will definitely end up disemboweled.

At this moment, the stick did not panic in the slightest, and he twisted his body, just in front of his body. And the pair of steel claws that seemed to have some similar properties to Harada's long knife easily divided the steel rod into several pieces.

"Huh!?"

Stick's eyebrows curled, and a sound of surprise came from his mouth. The destruction of his own weapon didn't slow him down in the slightest. Using less than a third of the stick he still held in his left hand as a short weapon, he stopped the attack by a little on the beast man's wrist. And he also flew out with a kick, kicking the beast man a few steps away.

The previous fatal wounds failed to stop the opponent's attack, and this light kick could not make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness, and in the next moment, the beast man appeared in front of the stick again, and swung out another claw. The combat effectiveness of the stick, which had lost the weapon in hand, was still greatly affected, and after dodging a few moves, it began to be dangerous.

"Master!" Erica inserts into the fight. Her iron ruler first left a wound in the enemy's back. The beast man jerked back and attacked the rejoining foe. And Erica came prepared after all, and the timing of her attack was quite good. After blocking the opponent's two attacks in a row, her iron ruler plunged into the opponent's wrist, breaking his entire right tendon.

But in the face of an enemy with this level of regenerative power, all non-lethal damage is in vain.

After only five or six seconds, the opponent's right hand was able to move again. Fifteen seconds later, the opponent's wrist had fully recovered, and it was completely impossible to see that it had been injured. Caught off guard, Erica made a few mistakes, and an improper dodge added a scar to her face. Sticks, on the other hand, parried the next two attacks for her, forcing the difficult foe back by the way.

"Cut." Stick's tone was still calm and arrogant. "I've been fighting cockroaches all my life, but I didn't expect to see such a big cockroach here."