Chapter 19: Where Did This Group Come From?
For a long time, under the Sage, Alex has rarely met an opponent who can compete with him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
An incredibly powerful rune crossbow, a one-handed sword in the secret realm that strengthens swordsmanship, and a steel wing that has just been completed and forged with a large amount of secret realm materials and knowledge.
Before this expedition, Alex even thought that even if he met the Sage, he would have the strength to fight.
And out of his usual cautious style, he also brought two holy springs, one for his own use, and one was prepared to make Randall owe him a favor.
No omissions were made from start to finish.
This is the first time Alex has made such careful preparations, and he has the first teammate that he can fully trust, and at the same time, the strength is not below him. The two advantages coincide, and it should be easier to crush the enemy, but why......
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The sharp knife wind, the difficult lightning, the two knives wielded by the girl are like two people using them, without the slightest jerky stagnation.
Even that blow carries an indomitable will, which is difficult to resist.
Especially the first draw of the sword, if it weren't for the barely usable wings, I'm afraid the victory would have been known by then.
Who the hell are these people?
A long-range archer who attacks yin, a warrior who is completely impenetrable, plus the half-demon in front of him who may not be able to suppress even in his heyday.
Where did this monster team come from?
Alex gritted his teeth and fended off the attack without the slightest pause, losing his dominant hand, and the energy of his wings was on the verge of depletion, and he felt that he had just tried to take the opportunity to deal with the little girl's actions, like a fool who was sent to the door to be beaten.
Glancing at Randall, who was still inseparable from Su Mu, Alex's eyes flashed with coldness.
If you can't do it, you can only leave them behind.
The wings could still fly some distance, and as long as Randall entangled the boy who was also able to wield spatial power, no one here could leave him......
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"Oh oh ~ the four of them look quite embarrassed ~ " Futaba smiled as he looked at the disabled foursome who had converged on her side.
"But ......" Futaba suddenly looked at Li Weixi, who was sitting behind, and then said with some approval: "I looked away, at first I thought it would be good if you didn't drag your feet in this operation, but I didn't expect not only to do a good job, but also dare to appear on this occasion~"
Seeing a girl who was a few years younger than himself talking to him in the tone of an elder, Li Weixi not only did not show the slightest displeasure, but even stepped forward very respectfully, lowered his head and said softly: "I'm worried about you......"
For Li Weixi, although Futaba is a monster, he is an alien. But no matter from which point of view, she trusts this little girl the most in the entire organization.
She has been down for a while, although she is far from being able to talk about the level of human affection, but she can still see whether others are really good to her.
Because of her special ability, Li Weixi also knows that she is a sweet and sweet spot in the organization, but only because her ability is useful, and she is nothing else.
So many times, she knows that what others care about is only her ability, not her as a person.
And Futaba is an exception, due to the difference in race, even if Li Weixi's ability is useful, it has no value to the demon clan where Futaba is located. But among the many mentors, this outlier was the one who was the most devoted to her, even if the other party knew from the beginning that teaching her would affect his status in the human race.
But Shuangye still didn't care, even if her captain Zhang Jin offended her, Shuangye would take the initiative to come over and care about her cultivation progress.
Maybe it's just a trivial thing for Futaba, but in Li Weixi's world of indifference, it's a harbor of the soul.
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Although he was a little puzzled by Li Weixi's attitude, Shuangye didn't ask more, but out of professional habits, he set his eyes on the other three, especially Su Changkong.
"Tsk, it's so miserable, the demon pill is broken? And the uncontrollable demonic power is destroying your body......"
While laughing, Futaba did not hesitate to summon a light purple light and fell on him, so that Su Xiaomo, who was about to have a seizure, could only swallow the accusation that was about to blurt out back into his stomach.
I have to say that as the head of the doctor who is famous for the four major branches, his ability is indeed speechless. In just a few breaths, not only did the bloody wounds sprout again, but the pale face also regained a trace of blood.
During the treatment, Shuangye still had room to set his eyes on Su Xiaomo's body, and after discovering that her injuries had been treated, he looked at Zhao Tieshan, and then gloated unabashedly.
Seeing this, Zhao Tieshan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is there really no way?" β
Futaba smiled and pointed to Alex, who was being pressed and beaten by his sister in the distance, and then said, "How can I do a problem that can't be solved with the Holy Spring?" β
"Holy Spring?" In the disabled four-person group, except for some budding Li Weixi, the eyes of the other three people lit up the moment they heard this word, but they quickly dimmed again.
Because the holy spring that can be used by the other party can only be transformed by the dead saints on the earth side, and they can't use it.
"In other words, has the Ranger already died once?" Su Changkong asked with some surprise.
However, Futaba shook his head, and then spit out a sentence that made their thoughts pause: "It's twice, oh, the holy spring has already used two~"
ββ¦β¦ That "Ranger" was actually killed twice? Who did this to you? β
"This brother and sister teamed up, it's super terrifying~"
Hearing this, Su Changkong subconsciously glanced at the girl who was closest to them, who was looking around with a gloomy face, as if looking for something, although it was a human form, but the familiar temperament made him see at a glance that the other party was a monster of the same race as him.
Then his gaze turned to the boy in the distance.
At this time, Randall and Su Mu's long 'race' also came to the last moment......
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ββ¦β¦ How did you do that? Randall's voice was dry.
There is no problem with the body, and the spirit is still clear, but every move and style that is thrown out is controlled by the other party.
Defeated in what he does best, he doesn't even know how to lose. All Randall's pride and self-confidence were shattered in this moment.
"Instead of asking this, don't you make a big move to get out of this predicament first?" Su Mu suggested with a smile.
However, when he heard this, Randall looked resentful: "And then you manipulated it again?" β
How could he forget how terrifying this person's speed was, it was impossible to escape in ordinary ways, and if he was entangled again, he would probably only die, right?
But he didn't have a choice.
With both hands on the hilt of the sword, a violent wind suddenly surged, and the violent air currents blew Su Mu away in an instant.
Seeing this, Randall's eyes lit up, and the invisible sword slashed at the figure that could not be borrowed in mid-air without hesitation.
"Boom-"
The heavy wind pressure crushed the air with a destructive breath and rushed towards Su Mu.
However, at this time, Su Mu stepped slightly in mid-air, as if he was stepping on a wall, and landed firmly on the ground with a twist.
Then, the sword was raisedβ
"Humβ"
The piercing sword roar slowly spread with a sharp aura, and even after dozens of steps, Randall still felt pain in his skin.
In his astonishment, the blade of the sword fell, and a dark silver light swept through the air, piercing through the wind pressure and illuminating his eyes......
"Boom ββ!!"
The exploding hurricane created a vacuum, and the backflow air pressure made a loud boom, causing the solid asphalt to be dug out of a smooth semicircle.
No matter how many times you have seen it, you can't help but sigh at the power of this blow of the Wind King Hammer.
However, Randall glanced at the uninjured figure more than ten paces away from the explosion area, and then slowly lowered his head, blood trickling from a narrow wound in his chest......