Shaman from Afar

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"boom--!"

He flew over, hitting the pillar like a shell, rubble splashing and smoke rising.

"Cough cough ... Really worthy of the legendary dragon hunter, it is more scary cough than the story of the father ..."

The embarrassed gray pupil was half kneeling on the ground, cradling with a sword in his right hand.

A wound cut through the armor, and the cracked chain armor was stained with dark red-this was torn apart by a broken stone that had just been accidentally broken, and only a half-centimeter stone could poke myself through .

"clang--!"

The icy mottled sword fell to the ground, and the dragon hunter across from the smoke slowly turned his eyes to Lu Sien, who was still half kneeling on the ground.

Self-righteous guy ...

Frowning frowning, Lucien gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt in his right hand.

My physical exertion is too serious, just to keep up with the other party is very difficult; barely parry is already the limit, and I can't even find a gap to fight back.

Moreover, still use this kind of knight long sword that does not take advantage ... The gray pupil can't help but sigh, if his short sword is still there.

The remaining two handles were also turned into fragments by the evil apostle on the glacier and snow mountain.

Slowly standing up, Lucien crossed the sword in front of him, his hands holding the sword did not tremble.

The armored dragon hunter couldn't see any expression, and slowly lifted the bronze mottled sword in his right hand. The heavy blade hit his shoulders, and a spark of sparks rubbed on the shoulder armor.

"Come on, big man." The gray pupil of the embarrassed young pupil laughed and blew the hair in front of his eyes: "Remember this is the first round?"

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the dragon hunter rushed forward without hesitation, and all he heard was the screams tearing the air!

Lucien evaded the opponent's first attack with difficulty; between the bricks and stones splashing, a second harsh noise came from his ear.

"Damn—!"

Without waiting for him to speak, the dragon hunter had swung his sword close, and the mottled sword swept away with a devastating momentum!

The gray pupil who did not dodge again jumped up; the long sword was hidden in front of his chest, and the dexterous figure rushed directly to the face of the dragon hunter!

Leap, get up, raise the sword, stab—!

In a short moment, Lusien, who may only think about a thousandth of a second to think about tactics, has completed all the steps; he can evade the sword style that destroys everything, and a sliver of silver pierces from his hand, the tip of the sword and the face of the opponent There was only a few centimetres between the doors, only ...

The pupil of the gray pupil suddenly contracted-at that moment, the dragon hunter's left arm blocked his sword edge!

"clang--!"

The excited blade pulled out a series of sparks, and Lusien, who tried his best to grind his teeth, ripped the dragon hunter's strongest armor and was pierced with the long sword together with his arm!

But that's all ... The tip of the sword at the end of the crossbow only touched the dragon hunter's helmet, and stopped at only one centimeter from the cheek.

Just a little bit!

The dragon-hunter stood up sharply, raised his left arm and hit the pillar behind him; when he was very angry, the gray pupil who bit his lower lip pulled out his long sword, and decisively kicked on the opponent's armor, the entire body was not affected The controlled flyback rushed out!

The mighty Jian Feng flew past him, and the embarrassed Lucien fell heavily on the ground, rolling for two laps before making it barely stand still.

Sure enough ... just like what I thought-this dragon hunter is essentially the same as the previous guards. They are only controlled by the force of the void, and only the puppets with bones left.

The head is their only weakness, as long as they are completely destroyed, or even just stabbed in, this seemingly powerful "monster" will instantly fragment and collapse!

But to put it another way ... they will also do everything possible to protect the fragile head-just like, if the mottled sword poke directly from behind, it will be dead anyway.

The dragon hunter did not continue to attack. Under the armor that was split by Lucien, only the left arm of the skeletal bone had been fragmented, and it was no longer possible to hold the sword and attack.

The gray pupil leaning on the colonnade gasped hard, covering the wound in his chest hard; the journey from the high wall to the palace has brought him to the limit, and now it is completely reliant on perseverance to maintain it.

The vision gradually blurred, and the strong sense of dizziness caused by excessive blood loss caused Lushen to nearly fall, and he could only clenched his teeth desperately, using the arm of the sword and the tight arm to prevent him from falling down, and the phantom sound continued to echo in his mind

"Lusien ... you should have died at the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain ..."

"... Lorren Turin, it was a wrong decision to save you ..."

"... Your death is doomed, it is a fixed matter that cannot be changed ..."

"Shut up ..." Gray pupil gritted his teeth.

"... you ... are destined to die here ..."

"I said! Shut up! Mouth--!" Luis growled.

Whistling came again from the ear, the figure of the dragon hunter and the mottled sword had already rushed within five steps!

Lusien, who had restored his eyesight in an instant, widened his eyes, and instinctively held the sword with both hands and tried his best to wave forward.

"clang--!!!!"

The silver light flashed, the knight's sword and the dragon hunter's sword collided together, and the spark sparked away; the smoke rose, and the gray pupils dragged two long tracks under the feet.

The striking blades continued to receive harsh wailing, and Lussien held the sword handle tightly, and his tight arms showed blue muscles-the opponent's strength was simply not strong, and he could completely remove himself with one hand. Suppress.

Feeling the terrible power coming from his arm, Lu Sien, who was clenching his teeth, was already full of grief, and his silver-gray pupil looked at the left arm of the dragon hunter on his side.

There is only one chance ... Although it is a very dangerous plan, as long as it is successful, it is equal to winning.

No problem, I can do it ... I can beat it ... I must ...

Must not die here! ! ! !

"clang--!!!!"

The wailing long sword failed to support such a strong load after all. Under the might of the dragon hunter's great sword, it was cut in two from the center of the spine. The cracked tip of the sword wailed mournfully and flew into the air.

At that moment, the hand of the gray pupil shook his sword suddenly, and his whole body was unnaturally tight.

In the words of Lord Loren ... it is now!

The dragon hunter with no emotion and consciousness instinctively swung to the thin figure with the inertia at the moment when the long sword broke, and the bronze mottled sword split head-on.

Lusien did not dodge, but took advantage of the "advantage" of the head to take advantage of the situation, once again rushed into the front of the dragon hunter, and the broken sword in his hand punctured straight.

The dragon hunter immediately drew his sword back to the defense, and the greasy dragon hunter's big sword was placed in front of him, blocking the gray pupil's attacking route; but at the same time, the broken sword did not pierce as it "expected". Facing the door.

The greasy face of Lucien's mouth raised a sneer.

That's right, this is the advantage of the "short sword"-without too much burden, the fully balanced sword body can change the direction of attack at any time and appear in the most unpredictable place of the enemy.

The northern dragon hunter? See the short sword of Elleman!

"Go to die!"

With the sound of sparks splashing, Lucien's short sword stabbed into the dragon hunter's waist from the side!

The burly figure suddenly staggered, half-kneeled to the ground; just at that moment, the sword of the dragon hunter in his hand split from behind to the unarmed gray pupil.

"boom--!"

At the next moment, the mottled sword slashed on the pillar; between the earth and rock cracks, Lu Sien flashed over the dead sword, but the elbow raised by the dragon hunter was in the middle of the head.

Oops!

Suddenly the eyes turned black, and the gray pupil who lost his consciousness was like a broken rag doll. He flew out four or five meters before falling to the ground ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Something exploded in his mind ——If it is usual, Lusien may be able to get up quickly, but now he is already the end of the crossbow, and he has struggled for two times without falling into place.

Until the third time, the gray pupil who was still in a trance just barely got up, and tried his best to grasp the dagger tied to his calf and held it in front of him.

In the blurred vision, the dragon hunter who was smashed through the spine by the broken sword also collapsed to the ground, supporting the upper body with a large sword, and barely crawled.

"I won't die here, I can beat it ..."

Ruth murmured, holding a dagger, staggering straight forward; and the dragon hunter, who had only the upper body, was slowly climbing towards the thin figure.

Ten steps, five steps, four steps, three steps ...

The footsteps stopped, and both raised their sword edges at the same time.

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