Chapter 129: Ritz's Broken Arm

The "bamboo pole" was waiting for this moment, Hansen retreated with all his strength, and his long knife, which seemed to be violently slashing away, quietly changed direction after cutting half a circle, and changed to a bottom-up pick, where the blade roared, but the target was Riz.

Ritz, who came up from the other side to try to take some of the pressure off Hansen.

Damn! It turns out that the real target is Lao Tzu!

Ritz still did not understand the enemy's intentions, and in his eagerness, his oily bald head was covered with sweat, partly because the sun's rays were too strong in the afternoon, and the other half was due to the intense exercise and exertion under the fierce battle, and the heat.

Now I have to add the extra sweat that comes out of the sudden nervousness.

The enemy's sword speed was too fast, and Riz wanted to help his companions, but it was too late to take a step forward or dodge to the sides.

The bald head has always been brave, but at this time, he simply shouted, and the fighting qi that could only be placed on the chest to form a shield flowed along the meridians, and instantly flowed to the right arm, and a brain was blessed on the arm holding the short axe, attacking instead of defending, and facing the long knife that was splitting!

In view of his personal background and limited talent, combined with the specific body shape of the short and stout, a body of combat skills is also a safe route, the shield in the left hand and the short axe in the right hand, which can be attacked and defended.

However, there are no absolutes in everything, and Ritz is in a hurry, and blesses the earth-based fighting qi with thick and sturdy characteristics on the short axe, while retaining the sharp advantages of the axe, it also makes the overall lethality of the weapon go to a higher level, like a heavy sledgehammer, but it has inadvertently become the most appropriate way to deal with the critical moment.

With a sound of "dang", the yellow light that took the initiative to meet the fire-based fighting qi was split into pieces, and even if the poor fourth-level warrior superimposed all the earth-based fighting qi in his body in one place, he couldn't withstand a slash from an opponent who was several levels higher.

After all, the gap between beginner and middle-rank soldiers cannot be bridged by courage and hard work alone.

Ritz was chopped by a huge force and his entire thick body flew up, and he involuntarily flew backwards, and his right hand holding the axe was numb to the point of being unconscious under the huge shock, and swung towards the outside of the body, and I don't know if there was a broken bone or something.

Not good!

The bald head secretly wailed, and before the person landed, the "bamboo pole" took a big step, and took several steps at high speed in a row to catch up with him.

"Bamboo Pole" showed a smug smile, he calculated like this, it was still a trivial matter to shoot Ritz as he wished, the key was to open up a long enough distance from Hansen, at this moment he was bent on chasing Ritz, and Hansen, who was left behind, could only think about it if he wanted to help his companion.

The scimitar that flashed red followed the momentum of the move, turning into a slash, and according to the short axe, which had been shaken off his chest and the door was wide open, Riz slashed down!

Ritz was helpless, his feet did not touch the ground, which meant that he could not borrow strength from the earth, and lost the possibility of moving, and his body was completely split by the knife just now, and in a hurry, he had to cross his left arm to his chest, hold his strength, erect a shield, and rely on his body's own strength to support the shield to withstand the enemy's fighting knife.

Although the consequences can be predicted now.

To put it bluntly, it is similar to the popular joke of "you have a mace, I have a heavenly spirit cover" that prevails in the rivers and lakes, but it is just a self-comfort and self-cheering method that the weak side is beaten, and the loser cannot lose the battle, and it is useless.

"Bald!"

Hansen burst into a shout, he had just gained a firm foothold from the retreat, he really couldn't catch up with the speed of the "bamboo pole", seeing that his companions fell into the enemy's trap in order to help him, Hansen was anxious and angry, driven by incomparable anger, he didn't care about it, he waved his fighting spirit hard, and regarded the ghost head knife in his hand as a flying knife, and threw it towards the back of the enemy's heart after infusing the fighting energy!

Just the ghost-headed broadsword that roared away was still hovering on the way, and the scimitar of the "bamboo pole" had already slashed into the center of Riz's shield.

The wooden shield that lacks the strength of the fighting spirit, even if the heavy wood is still wrapped in a layer of iron, it can't bear the sword that represents the true strength of the seventh-level warrior at all, it cracks like a thin piece of wood, and the large and small fragments are scattered in all directions, and the direct consequence of the thick shield is that one of Riz's arms is broken at the elbow!

The ferocity of the fire-type fighting spirit, the additional bonus to the sharpness of the weapon, although not as famous as the water-based, ice-based and gold-based fighting energy, is still quite amazing, the knife is as simple and neat as cutting tissue paper, and Riz's arm, which is thicker than ordinary people's thighs, was easily cut off from the elbow, with smooth incisions and blood spilled all over the ground, and the whole forearm rolled and fell to the ground.

Until the severed arm fell into the dust, the five stubby fingers still clung to the grip on the back of the shield!

Riz screamed and fell heavily to the ground, warm blood spurted out from the broken arm, the severe pain was accompanied by a large amount of blood loss, which suddenly made his eyes black, and he subconsciously threw away the axe in his right hand, and tried his best to cover the wound, and his body began to be uncontrollable, rolling all over the ground.

There was a piercing "woo" sound of some kind of heavy sharp weapon breaking through the air behind his head, it was the ghost head knife that Hansen used all his strength and added fighting spirit to arrive, and the "bamboo pole" with a triumphant smile, with the supporting leg as the center of the circle, turned around flexibly and flexibly, and deliberately waved the knife in a chic manner, and then the ghost head knife that attacked his own heart was slashed and flew somewhere with a somebody!

Insect carving skills. However, it's also time to harvest that bald head.

After knocking Hansen's weapon far away, "Bamboo Pole" did not rush to chase Hansen, after all, it was difficult for Ritz, who was screaming and struggling behind him, to even escape, and it was safer and more cost-effective to "deal with" it first.

As for Hansen, who is bare-handed in a short period of time, how can he kill himself with his eyes?

So he turned around in a dashing way, took two steps up, came to Riz's side, and then stepped on his lower back, and suddenly stepped on the thick bald head and could not continue to roll, "Bamboo Pole" with a satisfied look, with a raised arm, ready to cut off Riz's iconic bald head with a knife.

Ritz knew that the general trend had gone, but he was still stubborn and refused to give in, while covering the bleeding broken arm, while carrying the remaining strength of his body to struggle to the death, the corners of his eyes and mouth were bursting due to excessive force, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't withstand the heavy pressure on his waist like a hill, and it was okay to move left and right for a minute and a half, and it was difficult to completely arch himself.

For the defeat at the feet to the end, still do not know what to do, the "bamboo pole" is obviously enraged, this stout body arched one by one, need to keep suppressing it, after all, it is very difficult to cut off the head, so he scolded: "Damn, you dead mercenary still dare to move, and then move, Lao Tzu must chop off your ten fingers!"

After the threat, he spat on the ground and continued to shout: "Don't kneel down for Lao Tzu yet, wait for me to chop off my head, you will suffer less, and I will also take some credit, it is convenient for everyone." ”

Thinking about it, this Codex Thieves Group also has rules for calculating combat exploits according to the number of heads cut, especially for a leader like Riz, who looks like a leader, and there will be a certain amount of bonus points, so he would rather spend more words and ensure the integrity of his head as much as possible. Of course, trampling the enemy under your feet and taunting it is also a very good thing to show a sense of superiority.

It's a pity that when I think about it, chatter often has to pay the price for wasting time, and "bamboo pole" is no exception, and the attack of two rays of light, one black and one white, completely dispelled his wishful thinking.

The black and white rays of light came so quickly, and they hit him directly, and the sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" broke through the sky reached his ears, among which the sound of "whoosh" was particularly light, and with the cover of the other "whoosh", he almost hid the "bamboo pole".

Fortunately, his intuition is very sensitive, and his vigilance is also high, while he is playing with his mouth, he still up his ears, listens to the movements around him, and his eyes pay attention to the left and right from time to time, at this time, the corner of his eyes swept and he noticed that there were two rays of light coming, and the killing intent attached to the light suddenly aroused the hair on the whole body of the "bamboo pole" to stand up, he shouted angrily, and the scimitar raised was immediately filled with fiery red fighting energy, changing the plan to the direction of the hidden weapon.

When the head shot is a feather arrow, the momentum is strong and heavy, the speed of the arrow is fast, as soon as the scimitar of the downward chopping knife touches the arrow shaft, you can feel the powerful power of the arrow, the white fighting spirit seems to be ordinary at first glance, but the strength is long and mellow, if you are just computing power, it is not much different from the fourth or fifth level soldier with a spear and stabbing at the gun, I thought that I could easily split the feather arrow, but I had to temporarily consume a few more fire fighting energy.

"Bamboo Pole" has so much combat experience, keenly feel the difference of this feather arrow, as soon as the blade touches the arrow body, he immediately decisively increases the delivery of fighting energy, and can be regarded as successfully dissolving the arrow shot at the door in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the scimitar slashed to the lower left side of the body with greater force and speed than when he struck, and the "bamboo pole" did not forget that there was some kind of conspiracy that secretly aimed at the lower half of the body, although he had already begun to change his position in steps, for the sake of safety, he could rest assured that the threat was completely eliminated.

Looking everywhere, the "bamboo pole" looked carefully, it was a black and swarthy crossbow arrow, and the fighting spirit attached to it was also dull in color, thinking that it was not of much use except for the sneaky sneak attack "specialty", especially when his scimitar was about to split the crossbow arrow.

Seeing that the scimitar blade was about to hit the crossbow arrow in a normal trajectory, everything went according to his assumption, and the ruthless reality gave the "bamboo pole" a big "surprise", and where he couldn't see it, a faint light suddenly flashed on his right elbow holding the knife without warning.

The light was so weak that if you didn't focus on his elbows, it would definitely be mistaken as a reflection of the sunlight from the weapon, and even if you told him in advance, you would probably have the same illusion.

So in an instant, the "bamboo pole" felt that the scimitar in his hand, the familiar and unfamiliar portable weapon, had inexplicably become lighter, and it had become several times lighter!

As an object, it is impossible for the knife to suddenly become lighter, the real situation is that the force on his arm has suddenly increased a lot, and the problem is that all this is under the premise that he himself has not used strength.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

There is a way to "change the elbow and armpit", and the "bamboo pole" has no time to remedy, the body instinctively controls the scimitar according to inertia, drawing a wonderful arc, so it watches the blade, from a little above the black crossbow arrow, to cross, to go......