Chapter 1652 Stupid Unlucky Guy

The right timing and hidden arrows show that this shooter has quite a lot of experience in fighting.

But judging from the fact that I can easily sense the position of the crossbow arrow, his level of understanding of arrows is probably a bit lower than Lillea's.

Most of Lylea's arrows do not have only one purpose, but are mixed with many truths and falsehoods, making it difficult to see and understand.

It is a mixture of human character and elven archery skills.

It is a stronger archery skill that combines the superb archery skills of the two races at the same time.

Even with such arrows, I am confident that I can catch one or two, let alone an archer who is far inferior to Lilea?

With a slight sneer, the momentum of the right hand's sword continued unabated. He retracted his left hand and turned his palm into a fist. At the same time, he accumulated killing intent and swung it from bottom to top!

The metal gauntlet wrapped with black and red murderous intent hit the arrow two inches behind the arrow in the most direct way and at a rapid speed.

There was a soft click, the arrow body broke, and the arrowhead was deflected, but the arrow's power and remaining power were not reduced at all. It almost rubbed against my creaking hole. For just a moment, I also felt the chill from the arrowhead, and couldn't help but shake my arms. Shrink and take a breath.

At the same time, there was a scream from behind. I glanced sideways and saw that the powerful crossbow arrow hit the lower abdomen of the unlucky guy who wanted to sneak attack me.

Because the whole body was protected by the power of transformation, the arrow did not penetrate very deep, but the majestic cold that followed made him miserable.

I wanted to help him relieve his pain, but I couldn't spare the time.

Holding an Odachi sword, he slashed left and right, tightly entangling the remaining five people.

In fact, I had already seen their intention. They wanted to take advantage of the large number of people to kill me quickly, then rush into our camp, burn, kill and loot, or hold me back and send two or three people to rob the camp by force. They used the hijacked personnel as a threat to force me to execute them.

Unfortunately, all this was miscarried before it even started, and the direct cause of the miscarriage was the missed crossbow arrow.

I'm not afraid of one against six, let alone one against five.

As a result, my self-created sword skills moved among the five people in a more elegant way, like a monkey shuttling between the five and two ha.

While the fight was in full swing, I spotted a figure from the corner of my eye, rushing towards our backup position at an extremely fast speed - it was the person who had been hit by the arrow before!

Ah?

I looked confused, then frowned, and instantly understood the meaning of the arrow just now.

That arrow does exist to hurt me, but if it doesn't hurt me, it won't lose its value because it can cooperate with the adventurer lurking behind me to create an accidental injury and relax me. Be wary of him.

Just like what happened just now, I did relax some of my vigilance towards the guy who was hit by the arrow, which directly caused him to recover from the frozen state, take the weapon, and kill towards my rear camp.

Alas, miscalculation, really miscalculation.

I felt a little regretful about this and continued to fight with the five guys around me.

Just after seven moves, we heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from our reserve camp.

Taking a peek from the air, Cagalli showed awe-inspiring momentum, wielding a war hammer that was as heavy as Gordo's giant cross. She faced the guy who was sneaking up and beat her wildly with the hammer.

The man who was suddenly attacked by Cagalli didn't take her seriously at first, and even said something dirty with a smile. The reason for showing such contempt may be because he saw Cagalli rotating with one hand. Related to the Warhammer situation.

In fact, you can't blame him, it's just common sense.

Gordo is a giant cross that is rotated with both hands, and when it is rotated, the muscles of both arms are bulging high, making it appear extremely powerful. Therefore, anyone who fights with him will be more vigilant and muster all their strength to fight against him.

However, due to her natural strength, Cagalli acted extremely lightly when she swung a warhammer of the same weight. This also gave her opponents the wrong impression that the warhammer was probably a laminated iron prop used to scare people.

However, the moment the war hammer collided with his two-handed sword, the guy's expression suddenly changed.

The solid ones and the hollow ones may look the same, but when they touch each other, you can tell the truth from the false.

A hollow tomahawk can never match the texture and irresistible impact of a solid tomahawk.

With a clang, the two-handed sword made of low-grade stainless steel was overwhelmed and broke into two pieces.

The force of the war hammer's impact was not weakened at all by the breaking of the two-handed sword, and it continued to hit the man's shoulders with unstoppable power.

It was too late to hide, so the person could only maximize the power of transformation to resist the coming harm.

I have to say that the power of fading is like a cow!

He could have been smashed into a pulp, but under the protection of the power of transformation, only one arm was removed. Cagalli was also bounced back two steps by the subsequent recoil.

While Cagalli was retreating, the man let out a strange cry, threw away his broken sword, and ran towards his team while covering his arms that were almost like noodles.

Cagalli stopped and took a closer look. Oh, the enemy has escaped!

With her fierce temper, how could she let go of any enemy? Without saying a word, she picked up the war hammer and chased after him, aiming a hammer at the limp body.

The injured man was also a character. Even though he had become a prodigal dog, he did not forget to be wary of attacks from behind. The moment before the war hammer fell, he turned around and dodged. With a bang, the place where he was standing was hit. The hammer dropped and made a hole.

He was so frightened that he shrank his neck, broke into a cold sweat, and his clothes immediately became wet.

Cagalli didn't care whether you were scared or sweating. She raised her warhammer and continued to greet the man, scaring the man so much that he limped back.

In this way, Cagalli raised her war hammer and chased the enemy who had broken an arm all over the place. But that person gave up the idea of ​​returning to the team for a while and just ran away. He probably also knew that if he was caught up, he would definitely die. , it's better to have a physical contest. It seems that I lost an arm but did not consume much physical strength, and I will win, or the girl who holds the war hammer and roars will win.

No matter what others think, I'm betting on Cagalli to win anyway.

I vaguely remember the days when she attacked me at night. Every time, it was a group of people like Zach, Billy, Jackson, Florence, Susan, Queen and Maggie who worked together to force her away. She pulled away from me and maintained this pulling state for several hours before she could barely consume about half of Cagalli's energy.

Every time I think about those days, I shudder. It's hard to imagine that this girl with a hot body and delicate appearance could have such strong strength and lasting stamina.

Looking at the unlucky guy who was chased around like crazy, I really can't think of any way to escape that would be stupider than the one he chose.