Chapter 393 Poisonous Dragon Thorn
The Silver Warrior had already calculated that Li Zhenbang would suddenly accelerate. If Li Zhenbang rushed up at the speed just now, he would be chopped off in the arm. If he rushed over at the speed of the initial impact, it would hit his body.
But what the Silver Warrior really didn't expect was that Li Zhenbang was three points faster than the initial speed, which was beyond his expectation.
You must know that when Li Zhenbang used the Fentian Sword to fight him, his speed was not a little bit slower than now. He really couldn't figure out why Li Zhenbang, who had been consumed for so long, was even faster than when he first rushed over. point.
The Silver Warrior has no time to think about it, the Pu Dao has been raised high, and there is no time to swing it down. But what is surprising is that the Silver Warrior still swung the Pu Dao without hesitation, but the speed has reached the extreme.
The Silver Warrior stopped, turned half sideways, used the shield to block his body, and at the same time pushed his body firmly behind the shield. The silver grudge had covered every corner of the shield in the blink of an eye. If someone looked closely, they would see that the silver warrior's arm holding the shield had been covered with golden grudge.
Everyone was watching the situation on the field intently. In the current situation, it seemed that the two sides were completely ready to complete their efforts in one battle.
The most nervous thing now is actually Deli Leka. He is not calling a stop now, nor is he not calling a stop.
The two sides finally came into contact under the eyes of everyone, and Li Zhenbang's dagger was the first to make contact with the silver warrior's shield.
Everyone thought that there would be harsh rubbing sounds, but who knew that the shield seemed to be made of paper. This weird dagger pierced directly into the shield as if a hot knife had been cut on butter. Although the silver warrior had a golden battle qi shield on his arm, the dagger still stabbed in after a slight block.
Pu Dao ruthlessly swung towards Li Zhenbang's body. Li Zhenbang rushed towards the Silver Warrior with all his strength at this moment, and there was no chance to dodge.
Seeing that Pu Dao was getting closer and closer to Li Zhenbang's body, Lin Wan'er's eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hand, for fear that her voice would affect Li Zhenbang. The others didn't dare to show their anger, and they all stared at Pu Dao and Li Zhenbang.
When Pu Dao was less than a finger away from Li Zhenbang's body, he stopped abruptly. Both Li Zhenbang and Baiyin Warrior remained motionless, like two statues. Everyone looked at the two people who were motionless, and swallowed at the same time.
Delileka looked at the two people on the field with some doubts. Although he saw everything that happened on the field clearly, he didn't understand it.
Li Zhenbang's dagger pierced the silver soldier's arm,
However, it didn't cause fatal injuries to the Silver Warrior, and it was not at all to the point where he couldn't continue to attack after being pierced by a dagger. Especially if Pu Dao continued to go down a little bit, it would definitely be able to slash on Li Zhenbang who was defenseless.
The jihadist wears a mask. Although he can't see his face, it must definitely not look good. Although they don't know why this happened now, judging from the results, if nothing else happens, it should be Li Zhenbang who won the victory.
Sweat had already left on Li Zhenbang's forehead, this time he played very well. Although he won't be chopped into two pieces by Pu Dao wearing the silkworm soft armor, but with the fighting spirit and strength of the Silver Warrior, it might not be difficult to break him to pieces.
Li Zhenbang slowly pulled out the dagger. After the dagger was pulled out, the blood flowing from the silver soldier's wound turned out to be green. Li Zhenbang picked up the Fen Tianjian and put it into the space bracelet, then turned around and walked to the side of the motionless Silver Warrior.
"Aren't you admitting defeat like this?" Li Zhenbang looked at the Silver Warrior with a smile, without any disdain or sarcasm in his tone.
"Don't talk? As far as I know, poisonous dragon thorns will only paralyze people, and the body is stiff and unable to move. It may affect speech, but it will definitely not be speechless." Li Zhenbang patted the silver soldier on the shoulder, as if Talking to an old friend in general.
"What the hell did you...do to me?" The Silver Warrior's voice was a little stiff, but he could still hear it clearly. His face turned blue, not because of anger, but because he really turned blue.
"It's nothing, it's just the poison attribute of the poisonous dragon thorn. The poisonous dragon thorn, this is a weapon that can poison even a giant dragon. It may be a bit exaggerated, but it is definitely more than enough to poison you. The initial poison of the poisonous dragon thorn is that the body is stiff and paralyzed, and then It will flow through the whole body with the blood, and finally die of poisoning. If you don't admit defeat, I'm not sure if I can detoxify you after a long time." Li Zhenbang shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.
Li Zhenbang is not alarmist, he can't grasp the poisonous dragon thorn very well now, so he doesn't dare to make a big deal. If he can skillfully use the poisonous dragon thorn, even if the poisoned person is still alive, he can detoxify him.
"I won't admit defeat even if I die." The Silver Warrior is still trying to regain control of his body, but the poison of the poisonous dragon thorn is not so easy to break.
The poison of the poisonous dragon thorn flowed through the silver warrior's body along with the blood, making him weaker and weaker. Just now his face was just a little blue, but now his whole body has started to turn green, and the wound on his arm has started to fester.
Li Zhenbang and Baiyin Warrior looked at each other, and Baiyin Warrior had an expression of resignation to death, and his momentum was not weakened by being unable to move due to poisoning.
"嘡啷!" With a sound, the shield slipped from the silver warrior's injured arm. The silver warrior's hand holding Pu Dao also began to tremble, and finally Pu Dao also fell to the ground.
The Silver Warrior's body began to tremble slightly, and his eyes were faintly green, but he still didn't say a word of begging for mercy.
"Okay! You are amazing! For the sake of being a man, I will spare your life!" Li Zhenbang sighed, stretched out his thumb, and said helplessly.
It's not that Li Zhenbang doesn't want to keep going, but he's afraid that the Silver Warrior will die if he drags on. He still has a good impression of this silver warrior, it would be a pity for such a man to die like this.
"I... don't need you... to save me. If you save me... I won't appreciate it." Silver Warrior was already speaking a little awkwardly, and he felt that his tongue was numb.
"I don't need you to appreciate it. After detoxification, if you still have the strength to fight, I will accompany you." Li Zhenbang was not annoyed by what the silver warrior said, and directly inserted the poisonous dragon thorn into the other arm of the silver warrior.
The silver warrior's green body began to return to normal little by little, and when it finally fully recovered, the silver warrior could no longer maintain the posture just now, and sat down on the ground.
In fact, Li Zhenbang could insert the poisonous dragon thorn into the wound just now to detoxify the silver soldier, but Li Zhenbang was somewhat annoyed by the intransigence of the silver soldier, so he chose to stab it from one of his arms, which can be regarded as a relief for himself.
When Li Zhenbang controlled the poisonous dragon thorn to detoxify the silver warrior, he discovered that the poisonous dragon thorn absorbed the fighting spirit of the silver warrior while detoxifying, and even had a trace of vitality. Although the absorbed vitality was very weak, Li Zhenbang still felt it. When he experimented with ordinary animals or even low-level Warcraft, there was no similar situation.
The Silver Warrior still wants to stand up and continue fighting, but the fighting energy in his body seems to be empty, mentally exhausted, and he feels drowsy. After trying several times, the Silver Warrior barely got up and knelt down on one knee, but his face was pale and he was panting violently. Sweat slid down his cheeks, dripped to the ground, and soon wet the ground.
"Is it still necessary to announce the winner in this game?" Deli Laika looked at the jihadist proudly.
Although he was still terrified just now, Li Zhenbang has won now. Not only did he win, but he was also safe and sound, which made him feel extremely honored. That was his apprentice. Although he was a summoned beast mage, he easily defeated a half-footed golden warrior. Silver Warrior.
"Hmph! You don't even know how to do battle qi or magic. What kind of skill is it to rely on physical strength and rely on external objects." The holy warrior snorted coldly, but his tone sounded sour.
"I don't know how to expect a summoned beast mage to charge forward like a warrior and a magician!" Deli Leka said unabashedly, curling her lips.
"What? Summoned Beast Mage?" The Holy Warrior froze for a moment, looking at Li Zhenbang in disbelief.
Although Li Zhenbang relied on the advantage of the poisonous dragon thorn to win, how could he not be shocked that a summoned beast mage had such a strong physique. No wonder he didn't feel any fighting spirit or magic from Li Zhenbang. But he felt a great pity in his heart, if Li Zhenbang chose to practice Dou Qi, his achievements would definitely be quite high.
"I'm sorry... I failed!" The Silver Warrior took a while to recover some strength, and glanced at Li Zhenbang unwillingly.
It was really unacceptable for a summoned beast mage to defeat the summoned beast head-on without summoning it.
"We don't need losers!" The holy warrior's voice was cold, not even interested in glancing at the silver warrior.
The holy warrior waved his hand casually, but didn't touch the silver warrior, but the silver warrior was thrown far away, blood spurting wildly in the air, and the blood was mixed with the debris of internal organs. When the silver warrior landed, he no longer had any breath of life.
"You..." Li Zhenbang looked at the holy warrior with wide eyes. He didn't expect that the gentle-looking jihadist on the opposite side would be so vicious...
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