132 Borrow your head
Selia broke through to the first bone tower, but the surrounding teams of adventurers and elite paladins began to retreat.
"Ringer asked me to inform you, don't go any further, turn back, there are more and more undead behind you, and he is coming to meet you." A skull tumbled and hit her heels.
Seria looked back and saw all she could see was undead and ghouls. Just as she was about to turn back, there was a loud laugh behind her.
"It's up to you to want to destroy the Soul Gathering Tower? Let's join my legion, haha. ”
A sexy headless horseman, armed with a pitch-black greatsword and riding a glamorous centaur, gallops in.
With the swing of the pitch-black greatsword, the paladin's head flew high with a gorgeous helmet, and the headless body did not fall, but stretched out his hands to catch the falling head.
"Ahhh After a frenzied sound from under the helmet, the body holding its head ran wildly, following behind the centaur butt.
Seeing the Headless Horsemann running towards her, Seria stared at her and raised her highest vigilance, nervous and excited.
Unexpectedly, after the other party glanced at her, he suddenly turned around and rushed in other directions.
Seria, who was ready for a big battle, was suddenly a little discouraged, and at the same time a question rose in her heart.
"What's the matter, why did she suddenly turn around?"
Behind her heels, there was a faint flash of fire in the Bone Eye, and it was the secret that had just told Alvi that Seria was Ringer's teammate, so she suddenly reversed course.
"Damn, is she looking down on me?"
Seria gritted her teeth and chased after her, just like the new headless undead knights who followed Elvie, only with different motives.
"Hey, don't be impulsive, you're no match for her." Bai Gu never expected this to be the result, floating up from the ground, and reminded as he flew forward.
Now that there are undead everywhere, he doesn't have to roll on the ground.
"Artiles, stop."
The beautiful centaur under Elvie's seat snorted coldly and stopped.
Elvi dismounted, holding her head in one hand and resisting her sword in the other, waiting for the menacing Seria to chase after her.
"Woman, do you want to die by my sword so much?"
"She's Ringer's teammate, you can't ......" Bones' thoughts were conveyed again to the head of the man Alvie was holding.
"I know I'm just playing with her, not really making her mine." Elvi replied secretly, and the man in her arms stared at Seria.
Seria didn't respond, but her eyes were fixed on the Headless Horsemann in front of her.
She's adjusting her breathing, mobilizing every inch of her body's muscles to get her body in the best fighting condition.
Elvi thrust her jet-black greatsword into the ground and leaned against it, the man in her arms with a mocking smile on his head, as if waiting for Seria to finish.
Seeing that the leader was here, the surrounding undead did not dare to move, and consciously vacated a large area as a battlefield for the two.
The Headless Horseman's contemptuous actions made Seria furious, but she remained calm.
Gradually, golden waves of qi rose from the surface of her body, rubbing against the air and making a snorting sound.
"Oh, is it finally ready?" Evie patted the man's open mouth as if yawning, but because the man's head was caught under her arm, the action looked more like a slap.
Seria slowly raised her right hand, clenched her fist, and thrust her index finger out.
Airplanes!
Fingertips cut through the air and let out a short whistling sound, pointing at the Headless Horsemann in front of him.
"I'm not here to die, I'm going to bring you down."
"Ho, come on, let me try your fist strength."
Elvie stepped forward with her chest straightened, and the man under her arm looked excited.
What? What does she mean by that? Do you stand still and let me fight?
"There must be a limit to looking down on people." The surging waves caused her short silver hair to stand upside down, standing on end.
"This is what you asked for, Martial Arts Killing Fist!"
Like a gust of wind, Seria swept in front of Elvi in an instant, and the air that erupted from her fist almost turned into substance, and even the steel knuckles between her fingers were shattered.
Her fist landed on the Headless Horseman's chest, enough to shatter the wall, but it only caused a ripple under the opponent's half-hollowed armor.
The powerful punch was dissipated in this fluctuation, and it didn't even make the opponent take half a step back.
"Is that the only way?"
Seria's fist froze in Elvie's chest, unable to believe the result.
"You're fighting where I'm the strongest, so let's change places," the man smiled, "Come and go here." She patted her flat belly.
The black armor she wears is hollowed out at the lower abdomen, as if it is specially reserved for vital parts to facilitate the enemy's attack.
Seria withdrew her fist in a daze.
"What's wrong? Keep hitting me, your punches are okay, and you can even penetrate my strongest defense, and if you hit my weak lower abdomen, it should have a good effect. ”
Elvi's words were a merciless humiliation to Seria.
She had never met such a formidable opponent, and she had never been so humiliated.
She blushed and punched again.
But this time, her fist was neither to her chest nor to her opponent's designated lower abdomen.
It was the head, the head of a man with Elvi tucked under her armpit, the head of a man with mockery written all over his face.
Bang!
The head wasn't as tough as her body, bursting under her fists.
Seria was stunned.
Her head was so brittle that it shattered with a single punch?
Could this be her weakness?
The sexy body looked around blankly, as if looking for its head.
She probably wanted to say something, but she had no head, no mouth, no way to say anything, and could only wave her fist angrily in front of her, as if to question Seria why she didn't play her cards according to the routine.
Let you hit the lower abdomen, why hit the head! It's a shameless sneak attack!
It was also Selia who punched too fast, and she was too relaxed to react, resulting in a head explosion.
When Ringer arrived at the scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw Seria punch Elvi in the head.
Lan Ya and Serya, who poked their heads out from behind him, gasped at the same time and covered their mouths.
This scene is simply too brutal.
A flying eyeball slashed in the air in an elegant arc and landed at Ringer's feet.
It was the only intact part of the man's head that remained.
Ringer picked the eye from the ground and patted it off.
"Uh, are you alright, Elvie?"
The pupils in the eyeballs turn slightly and aim at Ringer.
"What do you say?" There was a speechless thought in his eyeballs.
"It doesn't look good, why did you get into a fight with her? She was a member of my squad. ”
"I know, the bones have told me. Otherwise, I would have cut off her head with a sword and taken her under my command. ”
"Thank you."
"If you really want to thank me, can you lend me your head?"