The flying mud and sand, in addition to blocking the enemy's view, carried a powerful force infused with the power of the dragon elephant, as if the iron sand was splattering from the chamber of the spear, like a violent storm crackling and striking the scout of the steel battle city on the tree. [Full text reading]

The elite of the elite is not always the one who eats white rice.

Allowing the enemy to enter his trap and failing to launch an effective attack had already made the two Steel Battlecity scouts remorse, and now, the damn prey entered and attacked with such inferior means.

The scout of the Iron Battle City on the tree let out a deep cry from his mouth, and the tall figure leaped from among the leaves, and the fierce exposed sword spewed out from between the branches of the tree like a prairie fire as he attacked with his fierce swing of the sword.

From top to bottom, from the canopy to the position where Wang Er Mazi jumped.

The two powerful forces of the stormy iron sand and the fiery sword slashed with each other in mid-air and exploded in mid-air.

"Master. ”

Wang Er Mazi, who locked the opponent's qi machine, let out a strange scream, and the opponent erupted with a barbarian bull level of coercion, Alexander.

In two years, no matter how hard they worked, Wang Er Mazi and the others only advanced from a lowest-level soldier to Zhan Xiongwei.

Although strength is always different from actual combat, the oppression of hierarchical boundaries is inevitable after all.

What Scarface said earlier on the castle tower was right.

Indeed, Wang Er Mazi, Scarface, and even their group of brothers are desperate enough to resist the barbarian bulls and even the steel thousands. Input subtitles at the site: П新chapter

But does that make sense?

Every time he travels, just like now, Mazi faces a barbarian bull hundred scouts who are two ranks higher than him, he can fight hard, he can fight to the death, and kill himself half-dead, the result

The lord of the castle is still waiting for him to take his brothers to open this passage and open the way to the rear of the enemy, he can die, die as he deserves, and after he dies, what should be done is not done, and what should be done is not done.

That means there is no point in his death.

Growing up is an extremely difficult process, and the pain is even worse than the joy of growth.

Pain can be suppressed, but growth can move forward step by step.

Go to the pinnacle of glory.

Wang Er Mazi, who was stealth behind the sand wall, did not retreat but advanced in the volley in the strange scream, and the sword protection drew a dazzling essence, rushing in and out of the cover of the sand wall, and slashing at the enemy who rushed from the treetops.

rumble

The sword roared, and the flickering blade exploded in mid-air like thunder, drawing several lightning bolts to scatter, and the figure of Mazi fell like a meteor under the huge force of the enemy's war knife.

"Get out of the way. ”

The scout of the Iron Battle City, which shook the enemy back with his sword, was still in mid-air, and roared angrily at his companions.

He slashed with his sword, staggering with the enemy in mid-air, and under the strong force, the enemy's figure fell strangely to the place where his companion was hiding.

Fooled.

The roar of the scout of the Iron Battle City reminded his companions of the coming crisis, and the scout hidden in the grass under the tree kicked the trunk of the tree with both legs, and flew out of the grass and flew backwards out of the battle circle, and slashed at the pockmarked at the same time.

The strange pockmarks fell from the sky, and the fierce sword disappeared in a flash and landed at the foot of the tree, and the grass and trees flew sideways in the loud noise, and a cloud of sand exploded.

The horizontal knife swept away, smashing the sword that the scout attacked.

The moment the pockmarked figure landed with a knife, the figure curled down strangely, clinging to the thick trunk of the tree and circling in a circle, and then swept into the air with the debris of sand, soil, grass and wood that burst into the air, and changed its direction to the scout.

This time, the battle knife in Mazi's hand was protected in front of him like a spear stabbing forward, without reflecting the slightest bit of the knife, and stabbed upwards silently.

The scout swooped in the air, staring at the silent tip of the knife from the debris, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face.

The opponent is too bad.

Although the strain is clever and weird, the strength of the Battle Bear Guard is too far behind.

This knife asked for him

The scout of the steel battle city, the war knife in his hand flashed sharply, and the green hazy sword suddenly exploded in front of him and turned into a terrifying crescent moon three meters long, and when he rushed towards Mazi, he suddenly heard a few crisp crashing sounds in his ears.

The repeating crossbow of the heavy armored sergeant is carried with him, and like the repeating crossbow of the crossbowman in the city, it has a burst of ten arrows, and is extremely fast to reload.

From the first day of being equipped with a repeating crossbow, each heavy sergeant focused on the use of the repeating crossbow, in addition to the physical weight-bearing, sword and shield exercises that must be completed every day.

The tip of the war knife in the hand of Mazi in mid-air had already collided with a flash of sword, and on the sword slashed by the scout of the steel battle city, the majestic strength shook back Mazi's figure.

The blade collided with the tip of the knife, turning into pieces of broken crystal scattering, and Mazi crumbled in mid-air with the cover of sand and gravel debris, and fell backwards and down.

That is, in his fall.

Inhaled, tucked his belly, and curled up his upper body to show an eerie smile at the somewhat dazed scout of the steel battle city.

With the sound of the repeating crossbow in his hand, Mazi's figure fell into the grass.

The three sharp swords in the hands of the scout of the steel battle city that attacked in mid-air had just been slashed out, and he didn't even react the moment he retracted the knife, staring at the arrows, he only had time to twist his upper body to dodge the arrows, and he only felt labor pains in his chest and shoulders.

The burly body that swooped like an eagle twisted in mid-air, like a fledgling learning to fly, screaming and falling down like a pockmark.

The moment he landed, the scout of the Steel Battle City rolled backwards quickly, dodging the impending crisis, like a groundhog, rolling out more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, just the moment he stopped.

Asako, armed with a repeating crossbow, stood behind a tree less than five meters in front of him.

A series of machine reeds sounded, and the scout of the Iron Battle City continued to burst out with blood, and his burly figure slammed backwards and fell under the tree, no longer moving.

The other scout, who was forced back from the grass under the tree with a knife from Mazi, looked at the five heavily armored sergeants who suddenly appeared next to him with a pale face.

It's not that he doesn't want to join forces with his companions to kill Asako.

It's that he doesn't have a chance.

The screams of inquiry turned into whimpering and struggling with strips of cloth stuffed in her mouth, and Asako leaned against the tree and vomited blood.

His strange screams were exchanged for the support of his brothers, and he didn't have to be able to put together two tricks for his adventure, but now he is suffering.

Mazi spit out very subtlely, scolding and spitting: "Wild cow hundred households hum wow"

Wu Jie, who was holding a shield to protect Mazi, looked at his pale face and shook his head with a sullen smile: "If you send a signal, you should retreat, and you have to be strong." How do you feel now?"

Ma Ziwa spat out blood, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth: "You are easy to say, then I will be attacked by them when I retreat, how dare I"

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Mazi shook his head: "It's too bad." Our strength is too poor. As long as I can go one step further and reach the realm of Kong Wu, I can at least fight hard with the steel Qianfu, but now I don't dare. ”

"I don't even dare to use martial arts. ”

Wu Jie knew that Mazi's martial arts skills had not yet broken through, so he nodded silently: "We can't die, at least not now." The lord still needs us. ”