Compared to the inhuman power of the war puppet, its speed is much more mediocre, and it is still within the range that Prunella can barely accept.

Therefore, at this moment, his eyes were wide open, and he tried his best to see the trajectory left by the rapidly approaching humanoid weapon in the run, and his feet were constantly adjusting the relative position between them.

Because Xia Kucao hoped that when the sword was slashed, the situation he hoped to see would be formed in the field.

So he saw the war puppet who was close enough to him raise the sword in his hand, and it was indiscreably still for a moment, and the figure covered in black armor and the giant sword raised above his head formed a picture of great strength and beauty.

It's a pity that this shocking scene only lasted for half a breath before it shattered after a flash of red light in the other party's eyes, and with the hiss of the air, the sword was as huge as a door panel...... The bento was really like a door panel, and swept towards him.

This is the sword of the war puppet with all its strength, so it swung the obviously incomparably huge sword at a speed like thunder, and the wind pressure that rose with the sword was even more pressing, and the hair on the head of the prunella grass in front of him stood upright and fell backwards.

Ma Lin did not spare his hand, and it was foreseeable that as long as the sword hit the target, even if it was just a little rubbing, it would be enough to incapacitate Prunella on the spot.

'I knew it was like this......

Xia Kucao pursed her lips a little excitedly, her eyes that were extremely wide were extremely bright, and she was a little relieved to think that the sword that the war puppet had chopped was indeed swept by the sword body instead of the blade as said in the book, and she couldn't help but feel a big sense in her heart, and the extremely pale hand at the bone joint suddenly took out the metal pipe that had been hidden for a long time from her bosom.

This metal pipe seems to belong to one of the watering pipes laid in the dormitory garden, which were tragically trampled into several pieces at the beginning of the appearance of the previous war puppet, and one of them happened to fly to the side of the prunella grass and was hidden by him.

However, although this metal pipe is indeed made of fine steel, it is only a tool used to draw water and water flowers, not as a weapon for fighting, since it is a hollow structure, and the wall of the pipe is extremely thin, and some holes are even specially made on one side of the rounded pipe to make the water flow through it gush out, and the hardness is worrying, and it is impossible to block the full force of the war puppet - perhaps it is difficult to do even a little resistance.

- Unless the opponent swings a sword that is swept by the blade of the sword, rather than slashed by the blade.

And that's exactly what happened.

After all, the war puppet is a humanoid weapon that is used on the battlefield, and it has its own requirements for killing efficiency, and the battle array is also different from the aristocratic duel, there will be enough space for both sides to move around, so the weapons equipped by the war puppet generally have a large attack range, such as axes, hammers, sticks, sticks and other heavy weapons that are heavy enough and long enough.

Because with its strength, as long as it is touched by the weapon it wields, ordinary people can only turn into flesh, so that not only can it play a role in killing the enemy, but the scene of flesh and blood flying is very capable of hitting the momentum of the enemy.

It's just that the war puppet in front of him is using a sword - for this, Xia Kucao has actually been a little uneasy in his heart, but when it comes to the end, he naturally can't allow him to think too much, and can only be attributed to the custom of the nobles who prefer to use swords, so Ma Lin also matched this war puppet with this king of a hundred soldiers.

It's just that although the giant sword is huge, the blade is only a finger wide, although the lethality is even more amazing, but it is actually a waste, so Ma Lin, who controls the puppet's actions, did not hesitate to let the puppet use the giant sword as a door panel, trying to seal all the dodge space of the summer grass.

It's just that he couldn't have imagined that Xia Kucao and the others were just this sweep, and he didn't want to hide at all, but wanted to block it.

Of course - not hard.

However, not being able to be hard is just a tactical need, and it does not mean that Prunella is not strong enough.

In fact, as a little person on the street, Xia Kucao has always had the ruthlessness unique to a little person, and he doesn't take himself too seriously like Ma Lin, so even if he is as small as an ant compared to a war puppet, he also wants to poke out his pincers like an ant and try to bite the elephant's leg that wants to trample it to death.

So in the middle of his mind, Xia Kucao's stubborn fierceness emanated and quickly occupied his whole body, stimulating the bloody nature that had been hidden for more than ten days after committing suicide and killing alum.

So the prunella grass, who had been controlled by ruthlessness and blood, but still calm-headed and pale, rushed towards the sword that looked like a door panel but now looked more like a coffin, and fiercely raised the metal pipe in his hand in a subtle arc, and greeted it-

"Bang-"

The metal tube began to deform the moment it touched the body of the giant sword, but because the subtle arc did not break immediately, and with this arc, Xia Kucao took advantage of his strength to take off and kicked the sword body three times in a very short time.

The sword body was a little undetectable under the unloading method that he had learned from that mysterious uncle, but then he trembled slightly and returned to the same state, just as domineering as he was.

The metal pipe could no longer bear it when it reached this point, and it broke into several pieces, and some of the metal fragments flew like butterflies around the hands of the prunella grass's cheeks, and at the same time shook his tiger's mouth, and left several bloody marks on his face.

It's just that Xia Dry Grass can't care about these small injuries, at least those uncontrollable metal fragments are lucky enough not to poke directly into his head or eyes, so he thinks that he will succeed with this good fortune.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, he took advantage of the excitement to forcefully ignore the fainting pain that had passed from the soles of his feet to the bare joints, and then to the knees and even the roots of his thighs.

Ziling covered her mouth, and watched with some sadness and helplessness as Xia Kucao's shoes and pants below the waist gradually shredded into rags, as if she could also feel countless cracks beginning to appear from Xia Kucao's toes and stretch with them, tearing the muscle fibers fiercely, and even breaking the leg bones together-

But that didn't happen.

The resistance of the metal pipe, the mysterious angle posture and the chain of three legs inherited from the mysterious uncle preserved his bones.

And he achieved what he wanted.

This action of the summer grass was completed in an instant, and he always turned his back to Ma Lin, so in the latter's opinion, this gear of the summer grass was just a mantis arm as a car, so he was extremely satisfied to look at the summer grass that was directly shocked into the air by this shock force after that gear, and did not give instructions to the war puppet to pursue.

But then he realized that something was wrong.

Because the other party is flying towards him.

Xia Kucao noticed Ma Lin's froze face, extremely happy, although the force of the shock did make his whole body tremble and numb, and I don't know how many capillaries were cracked, so that his whole body was now soaked in blood, and his mouth and nose were constantly flowing blood, but he was still extremely happy.

He still clutched the last remaining piece of metal pipe in his hand, which was so short that he could barely feel his hand, but with the flight path that was heading towards the horse and the extremely sharp tip of the tube after it broke, he thought he had achieved his goal.

So in mid-air, he showed his white teeth and laughed happily.

He behaved very well, and Ma Lin was as unpredictable as he wished, and the other party's dazed face after freezing proved this, so Ma Lin should not be able to flash in time.

But then Ma Lin made him realize that he was wrong.

'For I am Ma Lin, a glorious nobleman of the land of Isrude. ’

These were the first words that flashed through Ma Lin's heart, and the first sentence with an accent not on the glory of the nobles, but on the name of the place Isrud.

He drew his sword in his hand very naturally and quickly, looked at the flying summer withered grass with some mockery, and thought disdainfully: 'Innocent. ’