Throne of Vientiane Civilization

His identity was exposed, and the Blood Hand King smiled cruelly, but he did not stop attacking with a single sword in his hand, and the sharp sword kept forcing Yarvet to kill.

Now it seems that the Blood Hand King had probably guessed the threat of Yarvet and ‘Gungnir’ when he found the trace of reinforcements, and deliberately exchanged weapons with his subordinates, letting the other party pretend to be him to take action.

In addition, it was midnight now, and the light on the battlefield was dim, so who on their side could see clearly?

As for strength...

The subordinate was a strong man in the Vajra Realm, with good strength. He should have used two swords, and his fighting style was similar to that of the Blood Hand King. With the alloy claws as enchanted weapons, he was even more powerful. Under the cover of the night, in the short fight, it was really hard to see the clues.

Everything happened too fast at that time, even Zhou Xu had no time to think about it.

Now it can be said that one wrong step leads to another!

"Fuck!"

Zhou Xu reacted quickly, his face darkened. The bad situation made him swear. He subconsciously wanted to attack and repel the Blood Hand King.

However, the Blood Hand King was pressing Yalvette step by step. The distance was too close, and he would be injured by mistake if he made a mistake, leaving him no room to attack.

During this period, the Pegasus under his seat also became agitated, as if he wanted to rush down to save the master.

"Calm down, you will die if you go down!"

The gap between the realms is there, and the Pegasus in the Hundred Refining Realm has no strength to participate in this battle.

But letting Yalvette continue to fight with the Blood Hand King is obviously not a good choice.

The minimum requirement for launching 'Gungnir' is to consume almost 70% of Yalvette's strength. Regarding this point, the opponent had told him the bottom line when discussing tactics before departure.

The Blood Hand King changed to a weapon that was not suitable for him, which certainly affected his performance. However, his own strength at the peak of the Vajra Realm was there. How could Yalvette, who was now at the end of her strength, be his opponent? It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

But in this situation, he did not dare to pull the rope hard to pull Yalvette up. After all, once a person was suspended in the air, he would basically lose the ability to evade, which was too dangerous.

At the same time, Fisher...

Unlike Zhou Xu and Yalvette, he had fought with the Blood Hand King several times. When he rushed down for several rounds of fighting, he did not react due to the tense battle and the light problem.

But after the opponent was shot through by Gungnir and fell down, Fisher actually found that the opponent was not the Blood Hand King.

At the same time, the real Blood Hand King had already jumped into the air along the outer wall to attack!

This was obviously beyond their expectations, which made Fisher think about it.

[The Blood Hand King has already come directly to them. I should just go with the flow and deal with the remaining green-skinned warrior. Anyway, the fight has already started, and they can't just withdraw and leave, not to mention that this was originally an accident! They made a wrong judgment themselves, so they can't blame me, right? ]

This idea made Fisher quite excited.

Who knew that as soon as this thought came up, Zhou Xu's slightly cold eyes swept over.

Fisher, who obviously noticed something, was startled.

[Fuck! It really doesn't work! ]

This is a matter of life and death for them. If they do this and offend those two guys, if the other party gets the chance to withdraw and leave later, they will be dead.

And even if the other party doesn't leave and successfully solves the Blood Hand King, when the battle is over, the other party will settle accounts with him, and they probably won't have a good ending.

When Fisher thought of this, he felt so bitter!

If there was one more Vajra Realm warrior or Saint Realm mage in their country, they wouldn't be so passive.

In fact, the military strength of the Smith Kingdom was not weak, but at this time, Fisher felt a kind of sadness in his heart as a weak person who had no control over his fate. There was no choice. Just when Fisher was about to bite the bullet and support him, the green-skinned strongman holding a mace suddenly swept a large number of slave soldiers in front of him with a stick, and rushed to him.

In a flash, Fisher quickly swung his sword to parry, and the weapons collided. The opponent's mace was so powerful that he was forced to retreat several steps on the spot and his tiger's mouth was numb.

However, facing such an attack, Fisher was not surprised, but secretly delighted.

[It's not that I don't want to come now, but I can't come! ]

With this idea in mind, Fisher tightened his face and pretended to want to get rid of the opponent and turn around to support.

In this case, the green-skinned strongman on the opposite side did not disappoint him. He immediately forced him to kill with a mace, forcing him to turn around to resist.

At first glance, he seemed to be suppressed by the opponent.

In fact, it is not the case at all.

In the Blood Hand Clan, besides the Blood Hand King, there are two other green-skinned warriors, one uses dual swords and the other uses a mace.

The former is faster than him, but not as strong as him, while the latter is stronger than him, but not as fast as him in attack. In summary, their hard power is not as good as his.

Simply put, as long as he makes a slight adjustment, he can compete with the former in strength and the latter in speed, and basically he can be invincible.

[That's about it, right? Forget it, take another baton, and after taking the next one, I will stabilize my position and start counterattacking. ]

The opponent's mace was swung fiercely and with great strength. If he continued to resist, he would lose feeling in his hands after a few more blows. He would not be able to win even if he wanted to.

Fisher, who knew this, naturally did not dare to be too reckless.

Unexpectedly, just when he was thinking about this, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred!

In the dark night where it was almost pitch dark, a green-skinned warrior holding two knives suddenly rushed out.

The moment he saw the opponent, Fisher's expression was sluggish.

"Wardfa..."

At this time, Fisher could not figure out where another person came from.

"He is the one who uses two knives? Fuck! Who was the one who died before?!"

Chaos! It's all messed up! !

At this time, Fisher felt his scalp tingling.

At the same time, he had no time to think about it. The opponent's two knives had already swung in front of him.

Now, the two green-skinned warriors at the level of King Kong Realm on the opposite side, one on each side, directly besieged him.

If either of these two greenskins fight him alone, they are no match for him. But if they fight together, he will basically be beaten. He will have to use all his strength to defend himself, and he won't have any chance to fight back!

"Fuck! Save me! Save me now!!!"