"Bang bang. A dazzling sword light flashed, and in an instant, the sound of metal impact was transmitted like a rain crashing down the roof, and the thief hurriedly withdrew the attack and retreated, but the leather armor on his body had several small holes, and several small holes were even slowly bleeding blood, and the thief was injured in just this move. The paladin's side was also forced to retract the attack, and the thin sword kept stabbing at the tower shield at a very fast speed, forcing the paladin to be completely unable to shoot, and could only hide behind his tower shield and hold the shield with both hands to resist the attack.

"Hmph. Gawain put away his sword, and the thin sword was still held in front of him with an elegant demeanor, but Gawain still snorted angrily in dissatisfaction, after all, he was attacked twice, and he was still attacked by the paladin who was known as the first in discipline, which made Gawain feel particularly annoyed, and it felt like he had met an enemy who looked very elegant and paid attention to etiquette like himself, and originally thought it would be a sympathetic battle, but the enemy began to scold his mother on the street the next moment, and the shrew scolded the street, which made people want to reward him with two slaps.

"Hmph, it's our turn to attack next, and this time we must cleanse you, the evil undead. Seeing that Gawain's stormy attack had ended, the paladin said again with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice, raising his broad-bladed sword that shone with holy light and facing Gawain, and the thief only stopped bleeding a little and then stood beside the paladin without saying a word.

"It's useless to talk too much. Gawain almost got angry...... Well, he doesn't have a nose now. In short, Gawain felt that there was really nothing to say to this sinister paladin, whose face was thicker than a tower shield, so he raised his sword and made a defensive gesture.

The thief and the paladin glanced at each other, the paladin raised his shield forward, although the thief was tall, but his steps were extremely light, although the paladin was short, but he raised the tower shield and the giant sword, it looked like an unusually tall feeling, completely covering the tall thief behind him, and the thief also used the cover of the paladin to keep walking around looking for the blind spot of Gawain's defense.

Gawain is by means of light and elegant positioning, from time to time stabbed a sword in response, although the situation seems to be thieves and paladins two to form some advantages, but if you look closely, you can find that although Gawain is suppressed by the two, but often dodge when about to be attacked, or coldly stabbed a sword to force the two to defend, so even if it seems that Gawain fell behind under the siege, but for a while, Gawain actually formed a situation of Gawain entanglement the two.

"Boom. At this time, Esa's longsword finally couldn't stand the slash of Mordred's greatsword, and broke under a slash, and Esa was forced to pull out his short sword to fight, but the difference in the size of the weapon was too great, and Esa's own ability in close combat was far from Mordred's, and Esa was in danger after only a few slashes, and the elven armor on his body was scorched black by the dark red flames on Mordred's weapon, in order to maintain flexibility, the elf marksman or ranger was wearing light ancient tree armor, although it was not burned by the flames, but the defense was also limited, not to mention the parts without armor, which were basically burned, even Aisa, who is a legendary powerhouse, will have a twist on his face in pain.

At this time, Aisa naturally found that the paladin and the thief were trying to come to the rescue, but after seeing Gawain stop the two, Esa no longer held out hope, the iron-walled Gawain, legend has it that during the first war, he once stopped three hell fire demons alone, and finally retreated, if it was an attack, he didn't dare to say, but if he didn't have more than three legends in defense alone, he wanted to defeat him quickly.

"Boom. 」

"Hmph, did you give up on yourself? When Mordred was chasing, suddenly a shining silver thing flew towards him, Mordred subconsciously used the big sword to cut the object, Mordred found out that it was Aisa's talisman short sword, that is to say, at this time Aisa has completely lost his melee ability, at most he can only do the thing of jumping off the wall with a longbow to smash people.

However, with this smash, Esa finally managed to get a little time, and took a few steps back, leaving the distance of Mordred's greatsword attack.

"Whew......" Asa took a deep breath, unhurriedly raised his golden longbow, gently tugged at the bowstring with one hand, looked at Mordred, and then exhaled a long breath.

All the strong people who can advance to the legend have their own belief in the concept, and this concept is usually formed with their own birth, education, and then in the continuous battle, so most of the legendary powerhouses are very stubborn to some extent, they can usually abandon everything for their own ideas, and the most ingrained part of it is their way of fighting, that is what they believe in, as long as they do this, they can defeat the enemy, as long as they attack like this, they can kill the opponent. In the eyes of outsiders, this is the killer feature that every legendary powerhouse will have, and it is usually not used easily, but after it is used, either the enemy dies or I die.

"Archery is an art, and unlike other ways of fighting, no magician will tell you what kind of spell you can definitely injure the enemy, and no swordsman will tell you that as long as you attack like this, you will definitely be able to hit the enemy, but archery is different, if you can be 100% accurate, then you will definitely be able to hit the enemy. Your posture, your breathing, the strength with which you hold the bow, the environment around you in battle, the direction of the wind, the vital points of the enemy, the state of the enemy, the speed of the enemy, your own state, your concentration, these things determine whether you hit or not, and if you can master all the factors, then you will definitely be able to hit every shot. 」

Mordred must not have moved to watch Esah's movements, not that he didn't want to take advantage of this gap to attack, but his battle-hardened combat instincts were sounding the alarm, he had a feeling that no matter what step he took at this time, even if his fingers moved slightly, he would be fatally attacked, and at this time he felt like when he faced King Arthur for the first time, no matter what action he made, he would be killed in the next moment, as if he was a frog targeted by a snake.

"That's what makes it interesting. Mordred didn't panic, this was not the first time he had fought against a legendary marksman, many people thought that a fighting style like his should be extremely beneficial to a marksman, in this regard, Mordred could only sneer, those who did not enter the legendary level commented on the legendary level, basically like ants commenting on how the eagle should fly, it was not worth mentioning, and it was not even worth listening. In fact, no legendary rank can be taken lightly, and in every battle between legends, no one can say that they will win, or those who think they will win, usually their bones are already buried three feet deep.

Will, each strong man's different fighting style will produce restraint, just like if Isaac is paired with the paladin with the tower shield, the threat is definitely different from fighting alone, however, this does not mean that Mordred will definitely be able to win in a solo fight, gain an advantage, win with you, and kill, which are two things from beginning to end.

Therefore, at this time, Mordred can only wait, wait for the opponent's momentum to accumulate to the highest point, at that time, the moment when the attacks of the two sides collide with each other, that is the time when Mordred wins, any attack before that will only become a flame that ignites explosives, and when the momentum accumulates to the highest point, perhaps, he can also become the needle that punctures the balloon.

"It's fun, that's why I like to fight. Although he is called a rabid dog, Mordred actually doesn't like to bully the weak, he likes the collision with the strong, the thrill of life and death, the real feeling of being alive that can be felt at every dying moment, and now that he is dead, the need for that feeling is even stronger.

Although Mordred didn't feel it, at this moment, the eyes inside the empty helmet actually emitted a flickering red light, as if it was a beast that smelled blood and was extremely excited.

"It's not that simple. Aisa sighed lightly, Mordred's rich combat experience may not guarantee his victory, but it can ensure that he will not be easily defeated, this is actually the same for himself, the battle between legends, if you don't make mistakes, then in the end, it depends on which side has higher comprehensive combat effectiveness, and Aisa is confident in himself.

Aisa gently held his longbow in his hand, feeling the exquisite magic runes on it, the cold touch of metal, and some grip marks left by himself under each use, after becoming a legend, using this bow countless times, this is one of the few moments when he can see this bow so carefully, at this time, although he is in the ugly other world, the stillness of the nose and Chinese is the smell of blood, the smell of burnt skin and flesh and the scorching smell of trees being burned to ashes, however, in this battlefield, his mood is unexpectedly calm, his spirit at this time is extremely clear, looking at Mordred, even every sword mark on his armor can be seen clearly。

This battle will be won.