Xiang Ji surfaced and breathed the first breath of air in this world, and it didn't feel very good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Following the shouts of murder towards the intended landing site, the feeling of his arm running through the air was a little sticky and sluggish. Yes, viscous and sluggish, Xiang Ji's current body is quite sensitive to strength, which makes him realize for the first time that the air here is denser than reality, and the atmospheric pressure is much stronger than the ordinary world. Xiang Ji stretched his body and stretched his chest outward, inhaled a large breath of dry and cold air, and instinctively felt a little discomfort in his lungs.

The exit of the dimensional rift is not too far from the landing site, and the straight-line distance is less than 200 meters if the depth is not counted. Using a dog-planing swimming style, Xiang Ji approached the shore after a while.

Suddenly, a figure flew overhead, whistling into the waist-deep water of the shallows of the lake, and the splash covered Xiang Zhi's face. Under the splash of water, the figure falling into the water did not move again. Xiang Ji was in his heart, and it seemed that the battle situation on the shore was not very good.

Wading through the water, underneath the surface was a body in heavy armor. Xiang Ji grabbed the arm of the body and dragged it to the shallow water closer to the shore, and when he opened his face armor, he found that the man was dead. The corpse was bleeding and hideous, and its wide eyes seemed to show the pain of the deceased.

Xiang Ji observed the injuries on the corpse, and the outermost black iron heavy armor had been smashed on his chest, revealing a close-fitting layer of chain mail. The interlocking steel cleats have long been broken and deformed, and you can see the sunken chest under the nail surface, and the white broken bones pierce through the flesh, which is quite hideous.

This is a terrifying wound that can only be inflicted by a powerful blow from a heavy blunt weapon. Xiang Ji sighed and reached out to caress the dead man's round eyes.

With a shake of luck, the muscles trembled and shook off the water on his body, stepping on the mud and sand of the shallows to the shore of the lake, Xiang Ji saw Eric who floated ashore first, observing the battle situation ahead with a solemn face.

"How's it going?" asked.

Without an immediate answer, Eric just commanded the metal giant blade to fly in front of the battle formation with a serious face, and struggled to block the frantic attack of the enemy on the opposite side. After a long time, he replied, "Not very good." ”

It's not very good. The battle formation formed by the reincarnation warriors has been compressed to be only slightly larger than two basketball courts, and even standing at the back of the battle array, you can easily see the situation on the outside of the battle array.

The innermost part is the reincarnation warriors who have been replaced, and they are panting and they are hurrying to rest and regain their strength. Some of the wounded lay on the sidelines weakly, and the only reincarnation warrior in the team who had strengthened the skills of a high-level priest was trying to heal the wounded. Dozens of bodies were piled up like mounds of earth, and their chests unheaved told people that they were all dead.

The reincarnators in the outer circle are holding heavy shields, and the hedgehogs are desperately defending in a dense circle of fish scales, not seeking merit but no fault, and trying to maintain the last line of defense. On the outside of this line of defense, there is Eric's metal giant blade, dozens of suspended pieces of metal forming a tumbling knife formation, cooperating with the reincarnations behind to maintain the defensive line.

"Eric, use your metal tornado! Old Hu, they're almost overwhelmed outside!" shouted the retreating wounded.

"I know! But I've tried, and tornadoes won't be used here at all! The geomagnetic field here is much more difficult to deal with than in the normal world, and the gravity is a little too great! My ability is too expensive to activate!" The dimensional characteristics of the world of the Book Sword and Enmity greatly limited the ability of an ability like Eric, and he looked anxiously at the battlefield outside the metal knife array.

The outcome of the battle there determines the course of the entire battlefield. Eight of the strongest members of the Samsara team are fighting, trying to drag the dozen or so contractors from the Skull Tower in place, keeping them from getting close to the line behind them.

The threat of these guys is too great! Just now, these guys with fighting spirit had a round of impact, and with the follow-up of the corpse white armor army, they made the reincarnation warriors drop dozens of corpses. If it weren't for the fact that several strong people in the team took the lead in a counterattack and temporarily dragged the other party forward, I'm afraid they would have been driven into the lake at this moment.

The threat of the fighting spirit is great, but it is not completely impossible to deal with. After all, the energy consumed to cut off steel is also very large, and it is not easy to destroy some metal weapons with high strength, and such weapons are basically standard in the hands of reincarnation warriors, and the other party will not be able to eat them in one bite if they are carefully dealt with.

A long halberd, two sentry sticks, and three gossip knives, this is the high-end combat power sent by the reincarnation warriors. A big man in light armor danced a D-level stainless steel halberd, or split or stab, or pick or hook, and unfolded a delicate halberd technique to firmly encircle the fighting warriors who commonly used heavy swords, and could not leave the battle group.

D-level iron whistle sticks, eyebrow stick method, two strong men with naked upper bodies and bald heads on their heads stand out from the crowd of heavily armored armorers.

Stick fighting has always been in the technique is not force, the stick method does not advocate hard fighting strength in the technique, but pays attention to the technique and method, rigidity and softness; but the stick method is also a kind of weapon fighting method that requires the speed of smashing and splitting, the ancient proverb: slow knife and quick stick killer, stick theory one pound and one split, under the whole body force, the lethality is also extremely amazing; these characteristics make the two stick wielders the threat to the enemy more than the halberd warrior.

Qi Mei stick method to unfold, pick, stab, split, teasing, sweeping, alternate changes, with superb footwork to make the enemy defenseless, chaotic stick slamming, stick beating group of enemies, give full play to the advantages of stick method in the chaotic battle.

Compared with the wide opening and closing of long-handled heavy weapons, the three-handled broadsword is another style. The three of them made the gossip knife together, with tacit understanding, with the rise and fall of the footwork, the left turn of the body to the right, changing the splitting, piercing, teasing, chopping, wiping, belting, spreading, pulling, intercepting and other knife techniques, continuously, gushing endlessly, and injured several fighting fighters under the joint attack.

Although the Skeleton Tower Contractors still have an advantage in numbers, firstly, Eric's levitating knife array is not vegetarian, and it is impossible to break through immediately in a hurry; secondly, although the reincarnation warriors who are fighting with them do not have internal strength, nor do they have the energy blessing similar to Douqi, they are all characters who have cultivated external skills beyond the limits of human beings, and their copper skin and iron bones are truly comparable to steel;

Therefore, these vindictive warriors did not dare to divide their troops easily. Otherwise, if nothing else, once there is a mistake, just the eyebrow whistle sticks of the two "stick monks" will be enough for them to drink a pot. Although everyone has a fighting spirit to protect their bodies, and their bodies are wrapped as tightly as turtle shells, but if they are smashed by a blunt blow of tens of thousands of catties, they have to vomit blood.

As a result, the two sides were at a stalemate, keeping fighting, and both pinned their hopes of breaking the tide of the battle on the other side, and this battlefield was not so optimistic for the reincarnation warrior side. Because, there is more trouble here than vindictiveness.

The huge gnolla howled, and the two-meter-long giant mace smashed into the reincarnation warrior in front of him with a howling wind! A middle-aged swordsman holding a three-foot green blade hurriedly used his footwork to dodge the blow.

There is no way, although this human wolf has no fighting spirit, its strength is too great. After the transformation, this person's figure has swelled to more than three meters and five, like a moving mountain of meat! The whistling giant mace is not known what material it is made of, and the divine soldier Tai'a Sword worth 9 D-level side plots in the hands of the middle-aged swordsman is actually difficult to cut, so he can only fight with his body, waiting for an opportunity to leave a little wound on the gnoll's body.

Another middle-aged man with a calm bearing can use his skills to fight against the gnolls. An unknown wooden Zhanger red tassel as the barrel of the gun, and a set of gossip Liuhe spears that move like a dragon, allow this middle-aged man to fight against wolves.

Although the sweat flowing from the middle-aged man's forehead showed his heavy pressure at the moment, with the cooperation of the middle-aged swordsman's lightning speed, he finally barely stopped the advance of this terrifying giant beast.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that such a stalemate is difficult to sustain. As a grandmaster-level master who has cultivated the national arts to an extremely high level, the middle-aged man with a slightly elegant temperament is actually quite strong in physical strength, but it is still inferior to the jackals.

The stalemate, with the consumption of the middle-aged man's physical strength, is gradually breaking.