Chapter 112: New Hatred and Old Grudge

"Ping Pong" slammed into each other several times, a tough horizontal knife and a two-handed heavy sword were violently separated, and the owners of the two weapons stared at each other fiercely, without giving in, and began to circle under their feet.

The subtle movements of the busy relaxation of the wrist showed that compared to the deliberate pretending to be casual, the huge power transmitted by the opponent's weapon made each other quite uncomfortable.

"Hmph, I've wanted to clean up your nasty embryo for a long time. Die obediently!"

It was Captain Kevin's declaration of battle, and his cocked chin, his contemptuous gaze, and the equally dark-skinned man in front of him deeply aroused his anger.

A while ago, he was besieged by this rammer with a group of despicable attackers, so that he was in a hurry and couldn't get off the stage, and he couldn't even go to support Battle, and he had been holding that nameless fire in his heart, and there was nowhere to release it, and now that he met the main master, it was time to let himself go.

"Second" Nabi pursed her lips disdainfully and replied, "Let your mother's stinky fart." If it weren't for the fact that there were several annoying flies around to get in the way, Lao Tzu would have cut off your dog's head with a knife, and would have left your dog alive until now, so you can bark?"

After spraying each other's nutritious trash talk, seeing that the dismount to each other had no effect, and there was no effect on disturbing the mind, the two who looked at each other very unpleasantly ended the adjustment link, and fought together.

Sparks fly.

Captain Kevin is a knight at the peak of the seventh level, his moves are wide open and close, his strength is strong, even under the horse, he is still imposing, I saw that the two-handed big sword brought up the fierce fiery red sword, and wrapped towards the enemy, showing the beauty of strength and majesty;

Nabi is quite unexpected, the general burly and strong he is used to the sword to go sideways, almost all the knives are split from a weird angle, often nine out of ten knives take the feminine route, which makes people parry very uncomfortable, and then the remaining knife is back to the normal masculine road, the unique combat method of nine strange and one positive, completely and diffuse on the blade, representing the purest fire fighting spirit does not match, so that the opponent who has just initially adapted to his ruthless way is unable to guard against it, and has a headache.

"Damn, you're still not a man?

It was easy to avoid a knife stroke, and Kevin couldn't help but scold.

Yin damage obscene style of play to see a lot, but the vast majority of it is limited by the congenital body type, as a last resort, you are a tall and muscular man, what is not good to learn, but to learn the three indiscriminate style of play, it is simply an insult to yourself.

"Hehe" laughed twice, Nabi was not fooled, but replied presumptuously, "Is it a man, let your mother-in-law come and serve for a few nights, won't everything be clear?" I'm afraid that if I am used by Lao Tzu overnight, your mother-in-law will not be able to get out of bed the next day. Don't blame me for being too manly, I can satisfy my mother-in-law more than you. Wowha!"

This long-winded yin and yang weird attempt to further provoke the enemy, that head did not affect the attacker's hand movements synchronously accelerated, "brush brush brush" three consecutive slashes to cut the mercenary captain's lower three ways, as well as the right waist, while the enemy raised his feet to avoid, Nabi suddenly grabbed at a high speed, and cut off his head and face with a knife.

In an instant, there were four knives in a row, and the red fighting spirit on the horizontal knife illuminated Kevin's black face in front of him.

"Cut! With this little ability, you can't play with flowers even if you break the sky! It is worthy of being a man's trick, and he relies on the pewter head of a woman to beg for rewards. ”

Kevin's nimble move allowed him to slash too vigorously and heavily, verbally damaging his opponent, and at the same time backhand was a sword that swept Naby's waist diagonally.

Isn't it just bickering, a man from a poor family, who is afraid of a man who has been fighting on the street since he was a child.

"Damn! Don't you have the same yin damage! Don't say how noble you are, if you lie too much, you even believe yourself!"

The heat brushed Naby's soft underbelly, irritating him to scold. Compared with him, Kevin is a strange one, just the opposite, nine strokes of the bright swordsmanship, there is a vicious and insidious move, just like this sword just now, the angle is tricky, the speed is extremely fast, and it unexpectedly broke through the fighting spirit of his body, and it must be seriously injured if he is really going to be hit.

"Phew!"

The mercenary captain returned the favor and said, "Only you are allowed to yin me, and I am not allowed to do the same?" As he spoke, he slashed at the opponent's neck with a sword, probably because he felt that the opponent was too angry, and planned to help him bleed and vent the fire.

In this way, the tip of the needle is against Maimang, two big and quite good players are fighting selflessly, "Ping Pong" is called an enthusiastic one, and at the same time, you and I have not forgotten to try to overwhelm the opponent verbally, looking at the posture and the scorching situation, it is estimated that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time.

The main general is in a bitter battle, and the main factor that determines the outcome of the entire battle has turned into a battle between their respective commands.

In the fierce battle, Morabi was at the center of his own battle formation, commanding his subordinates to attack the line formed by mercenaries, and every step forward was quite difficult, and always left one or two corpses to achieve the goal.

According to common sense, since Nabi has restrained Kevin, the only seventh-level warrior on the mercenary side, and against Morabi, the leader of the attackers at the eighth level, the remaining mercenaries should have only one way to rout, and it is impossible to form an effective resistance, let alone hope to stop them.

However, the reality is so ironic, most of the mercenaries who only have one to two levels of strength, under the organization and strengthening of the third or fourth level backbone members, rely on a strict formation, as well as tacit cooperation of the troops, to withstand the desperate impact of the attackers who are bent on escaping, even the ordinary mercenaries and guards who have not reached the level of soldiers are not giving an inch, and they step forward with red eyes.

When the two teams formed a battle formation and fought in close quarters, the priest "White Crane" finally showed his unique value.

"Great and immortal god of Trete, grant your servant strength and wisdom. ”

He specializes in healing and other auxiliary spells, and in the sound of high-speed spells that are almost murmuring, a light curtain with a diameter of nearly ten meters envelops his own mercenary team, and the dozens of mercenaries and Marquis's Mansion guards who are bathed in the light curtain are all immediately refreshed, and at the same time, a strong aura condenses in their abdomen, and then rushes to the limbs along the blood vessels, whether it is a mercenary who has been a little weak after a long battle, or his own people who rushed to the rescue in a hurry, they all quickly recovered their strength under the stimulation of this powerful warm current, and their energy and fighting spirit were abundant, which was much stronger than the best state under normal circumstances！

Second-order "Restoration"!

This is the excellent effect of the second-order "recovery technique", which can restore the spirit of the recipient to its heyday, and can also give a considerable amount of bonus according to the different constitutions of each person.

With the addition of this additional force, the overall combat power of the mercenaries and guards guarding the defense line has increased a lot more than in their heyday, and the attackers have had little time to rest since they launched their attacks in the afternoon, and they have not received any assistance or blessings from spells.

If this "recovery technique" alone was not enough to make the attackers so disgusted, what followed was the second-order "defense technique" released by the "White Crane" priest again.

As the voice of sincere prayer to the god Taaffe, who was in charge of the "tenacity" attribute, sounded, a faint yellow light flashed, and the priest increased the defense of his family by thirty percent on a large scale.

With such an extra layer of defense, it is equivalent to raising the mercenaries by a line, and the strength is faintly beyond the attackers.

In this way, you can imagine how depressed and helpless the attackers in the battle were.

In the case of the basic similarity of individual combat ability, the number of combatants has become the most important reference indicator, in this regard, the mercenary group has a huge advantage, the number of mercenaries and guards at the back of the convoy is close to the total number of attackers at this moment, and recently received the reinforcement of nearly 100 people from the "secret hand" brought by Aaron, after the two are combined, the total number is about three times that of the attacker, enough to rely on the three thick defensive lines just laid down, and continue to bleed the enemy who is eager to flee until it is completely drained.

Seeing that his brothers were evenly matched with the strong enemy, forcibly blocking the enemy's aggressive pace, the somewhat tired "White Crane" let out a proud smile, which was due to the excessive consumption of mental power and mana in a short period of time.

The priest glanced at the battlefield, grasped the staff in both hands, and closed his eyes slightly. The current situation of the war made him very happy, and if it continued like this, Battle would soon be able to lead his troops to outflank him, and it would not be a dream to leave these fierce and damned enemies here forever, and turn them into fertilizer.

Since the sneak attack, the mercenary group has been the passive beaten side, especially the existence of the opponent's poisonous arrows, so that he is good at healing, he is powerless, and he can't save the life of any brother or guard who was hit by the arrow, which makes the "White Crane" feel ashamed at the same time, but also deeply blamed himself, hating his own incompetence, and now he can finally give strong and effective help to the brothers who are working hard, and his sour heart is finally a little better.

"Hold on!"

The leader of Morabi shouted loudly, and he was worried that individual attackers were already showing signs of the end of their crossbows, and the frequency of wielding weapons had begun to slow down.

With the priest's strong bonus, it is troublesome enough, and what Molabi can't stand the most is the existence of the sixth-level archer Aaron, and when it comes to the level of headaches, the priest will let him drink a pot at most, and Aaron will say less enough for him to drink two more pots.

Although the spell bonus is obviously suspected of "cheating", the "White Crane" priest only plays an auxiliary role no matter what he says, and does not bring direct damage to the enemy, which makes people feel a little better. Aaron, who personally participated in the battle, was different, he was simply a deadly evil star, specializing in sneaking up on attackers who were overwhelmed in the fierce battle, one arrow was accurate, one arrow was a human life, and it would never fail.

Who can stand this?

In just a short time after the battle began, nearly ten attackers died under Aaron's arrows, and if he was allowed to shoot calmly, and the priest replenished his fighting spirit and strength, the only remaining dozens of attackers present were not enough for him to kill alone.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At the sound of the shout, the tall, thin leader of the attackers pushed away his subordinates and squeezed towards the front of the line.

Originally located in the center of his own battle array, in order to be able to give orders from the perspective of the commander, so as to lead more subordinates to leave safely, at this moment the leader of Morabi finally realized that if he hesitated a little, his right-hand men would die at the hands of that despicable archer, rather than this, it was better to join Nabi in the morning and abandon his subordinates and flee alone.

Directly in front of Moraby's route, a sturdy mercenary was red-eyed, wielding a thick-backed steel knife in his hand, and the sworn enemy of the attacker with an iron whip in front of him, refused to say anything and refused to take a half step back.

Each other is a third-level soldier, and the fight is on an equal footing, and the top of their heads is steaming, and they have already exerted their cultivation to the extreme.

"Humph!"

"Hah!"

After two muffled snorts, the brave mercenary and the brave opponent shook their bodies, and took a step back in unison, a conspicuous gap appeared on the blade of the thick-backed steel knife, and on the whip body of the iron whip, there was also a deep nick, which was the result of the violent impact of the two weapons under the full strength of their respective masters.

The striker's retreat made way for the leader of Moraby, who had stepped up.

With a loud shout, the fighting aura that flashed with a faint white light turned into a battle armor that wrapped his whole body, and Moraby strode forward, and the photogenic sword of the strongest combat power of the Marquis Mansion in his hand reappeared, bursting out from the gap in the battle formation, so fast that it was impossible to dodge, and in one fell swoop, the mercenary squad leader in front of him split the shield in half!

A third-level soldier whose combat power has been raised to the highest point cannot withstand a casual blow from the leader of the attacker!