Mortal Epic of Douluo

The partners all agreed to help, but at this time, Atreus still retained some vigilance. He said: "You follow me, or should I walk in front? I'm afraid those two bandits just waited for me.

, they put on a play together and deliberately lured us into taking the bait."

Although this possibility is relatively small, counter-routines do exist. The source of Atreus's information is entirely the conversation between two bandits, and the authenticity is still doubtful.

Atreus said this, and his companions did not object, because no matter what time, he always stood up.

"In that case, I will take the first step, and you will follow closely." Atreus started to move, but Liu Yan reached out to stop him, "Wait! You are always like this, it is very dangerous, Oscar, take my box

take out."

"Box? Oh oh." Oscar knew that Liu Yan was talking about the things he stored in his soul guidance ring. He immediately reacted and injected soul power into his soul guidance ring. This ring was given to him on his ninth birthday.

The teacher came to Ennide to give him a birthday gift of four cubic meters of space.

A box about one meter long, half a meter wide and thirty centimeters high was taken out of thin air. Looking at Oscar struggling to carry it, the contents of the box were heavy.

Liu Yan took the box and opened it, and what was inside was a pair of armor. It was a pair of brass-colored upper body armor that mainly protected the chest, abdomen, and a helmet.

"I made this with wrought copper myself. I can inject soul power into it to improve its defense. With your level 20 soul skills, it is almost impossible for a non-attack type soul master to break through its defense. Ordinary big souls

If a master wants to break through it, it will take a lot of effort. You are a weapon soul master, and your body defense is not as strong as that of a beast soul master. With this, at least it can protect you from less injuries."

"What? Inject soul power?"

"Yes, just like if you inject soul power into your own martial soul, you can increase the attack power and defense power. You can try it when you enter the battle soon, but don't inject too much at once, it will be wasted."

Liu Yan thought that Atreus didn't understand the concept of injecting soul power, so he explained it, but he didn't know that this was not what Atreus wanted to ask. But time is tight right now and there is no time to discuss that. Atreus

Reese thought it would be better to wait until the matter was resolved before finding an opportunity to talk to Liu Yan in detail.

The style of the armor is very simple. It is modeled after the armors of some knights in the Kingdom of Haagen-Dazs. It is not cumbersome to put on, just put it on directly. After putting on the upper body armor and helmet, if you put a mirror in front of you,

Tris would probably yell: Fuck, Sparta!

Summoning his martial spirit again, Atreus nodded to the three of them, then turned around and moved forward resolutely.

............

"Damn it, Lao Liu, why did you come so slowly!"

"Brother, Lao Qi and I flew over as soon as we saw the signal. There was absolutely no delay!"

In the canyon, the light of the sword was temporarily extinguished, but both the caravan and the bandits were tense. At this moment of life and death, whichever party relaxed first would become a fish.

A pile of fallen rocks blocked the entrance to the west. The caravan relied on vehicles to form a wall to resist the bandits' attack. The caravan had a large number of people, but the first round of sneak attacks by the bandits also left many corpses. They

Between the defense line and the bandit camp, there were nine people and two horses, a total of eleven corpses, all belonging to the caravan side.

There were not only seven bandits facing them, there were twenty-four people confronting the caravan. There were figures flashing past the canyon clinging to the trees, ready to lay down hidden arrows at any time.

In the caravan, a middle-aged man with a strong physique found a young man wearing brocade clothes. He kept looking straight ahead and said in a low voice: "Master Ning, the situation is urgent. Please call for help."

The young man surnamed Ning said: "What's the use of asking for help? People in the family never care about this trail. I also chose this broken business road to prove my ability to my father. Although my clan's caravans are all over the mainland, but recently,

One of our contact points is four hundred miles away, so even if we send a request for help, what's the use?"

When the people around him heard such words, many people began to sigh, and a look of disappointment and even despair suddenly spread throughout the caravan.

"How can you say such depressing words at this time!" The middle-aged strong man said angrily, "These bandits are all cannibals who eat people without spitting out their bones. They kill us as soon as they come up. They must kill us all.

Only then are you willing to give up. Regardless of whether it works or not, you have to try it. What if it happens?"

"Master Ning, you have overstepped your bounds!" The middle-aged man was furious. He reached out and grabbed a half-foot-long delicate bamboo tube from the waist of the young man named Ning, pointed it at the sky, and pulled off the lead.

"Hugh——bang——!"

A brilliant firework exploded in the air. Different from the previous firework signals that the bandits had used to call for help, this firework actually revealed a pattern of a pagoda after it exploded. Obviously, the workmanship of the firework was more exquisite.

After the bandits on the other side saw the fireworks pattern, there was a commotion.

"Brother, this, this is... you said this is a fat sheep, but you didn't say..."

"Shut up! Third brother, we have no way out now. We must bury them all here today. Dead people cannot speak!"

"Third brother, the eldest brother is right. We have no retreat for a long time! If we take this order, we will not have to worry about our livelihood in the next few years. If we embark on this road, we are all ghosts with our heads tied to our belts.

, people die and birds look up to the sky, they are afraid of him!"

"Lao Liu is right, and we can't drag it out any longer!" The eldest brother among the thieves raised his foot and stepped hard. Four soul rings rose from his feet. White, yellow, yellow, and purple. It turned out to be a fourth-level brother.

Huanhun Sect.

Seeing this, "Lao San" also activated his martial spirit. Three soul rings surrounded him, white, yellow, and purple. The first two soul rings looked bad, but the third soul ring was a thousand years old.

The soul masters among the bandits also followed suit. Counting "eldest brother" and "third brother", there were seven soul masters in total. One soul sect, two soul masters, two great soul masters, and two first-level soul masters.

The bandit leader's martial spirit was a broadsword. He raised the broadsword and shouted: "Ready!"

When the fourteen bandit gangsters who were not soul masters heard the sound, they immediately drew their bows and drew arrows, seemingly in good order.

"put--!"

The broadsword fell, and arrows flew towards his face. At the same time, cold arrows were also released from the cliff.

It is easy to dodge open spears but difficult to defend against hidden arrows. There were only fourteen people firing arrows from the front. With proper defense, the fourteen arrows did not hit anyone in the caravan.

However, it was extremely difficult to guard against the hidden arrows on the cliff, and immediately five people were struck by arrows and fell down.

At the same time as the arrows were shooting out, six of the seven bandits with soul rings rushed forward. A bloody storm was inevitable!