Chapter 1653 The Terrifying Crossbow Arrow that Makes Your Limbs Tremble

Not to mention the unfortunate guy who is destined to be miserable, the situation on the battlefield I am currently in is also a mess.

It was really driving me crazy to have to fight against five powerful opponents while also being prepared for the cold arrows that were shot out of nowhere or the disruptive magic that was thrown at me.

The five guys I was fighting with didn't take any advantage. While they had to fend off weird sword techniques that they had never seen before, they also had to be wary of cold arrows and buckshot that would come at any time.

It's okay to say that the lead bullets go straight, just to take people's lives. As long as they split it with a sword or get out of the way, there will no longer be any problems. The scary thing is those crossbow arrows shot by Leng Zi. Not only are the arrow bodies exquisite and small, but also Magic with various properties was attached to it. What frightened them the most was the purpose of the crossbow arrows, which they could not guess at all.

Sometimes when faced with an incoming crossbow arrow, someone would swing a sword to cut it away. This was originally a normal thing, but the landing point of the arrow cleverly coincided with the foothold of one of the five people. Waiting for his toes As soon as it hit the ground, the magic on the arrow exploded in an instant. After a ball of fire, the man screamed. Half of the shoes he stepped on the arrow were burned, and four of his five toes were covered in blisters.

He was in so much pain that he had to endure the bursts of pain coming from his toes, while resisting my blade. At the same time, he had to beware of the next assassination attempt from the cold crossbow arrows, and he felt the pressure doubled in an instant.

Having learned the lesson from this unlucky guy, the others consciously chose to avoid it after seeing another exquisite crossbow arrow coming, so the crossbow arrow was inserted into the ground without any surprise.

But no one noticed that the arrow was attached with ice-attribute magic. The moment the magic exploded, a small piece of soil was frozen into a smooth ice surface.

Then another unlucky guy cooperatively stepped on the ice, and with a muffled thud, he fell onto his back, and at the same time he let out a howl like a slaughtering pig.

I was very confused, why did I scream so miserably because I just fell down?

When he was clutching his buttocks and crawling on the ground in pain, I found the culprit that caused all this - the exquisite crossbow arrow that accidentally pierced his anus.

The exquisite crossbow arrow was slightly longer than the palm of the hand, with only one finger-knuckle-length arrow exposed. This was much more powerful than the Thousand Years Kill, not only piercing the chrysanthemum, but also piercing the large intestine.

This is no longer a question of whether he can endure the pain. This guy has lost his ability to fight. I am afraid that even if he is cured, his hip muscles will tighten and his legs will tremble when facing crossbows in the future.

Lilea shot a total of five arrows, and no one was seriously injured except the guy named Juhuacan. However, it was these five arrows that caused a huge psychological shadow on the group of people on the opposite side.

Especially the guy with a broken chrysanthemum.

No one can guess whether Lilea's crossbow arrow was shot accidentally or deliberately. Why the man accidentally stepped on the ice? What's even more elusive is that the man fell down. Why did he sit on the crossbow so accurately?

This all seems to be a coincidence, but isn't this coincidence a bit too contrived?

But if you say this is an exquisite arrangement, who directed this terrible performance?

As a result, the enemies present looked at Lilea with deep fear in their eyes, and every arrow that the girl made seemingly casually carried a chill that made both limbs tremble.

The guy with a broken chrysanthemum crawled on all fours and returned to the team. He originally thought he would be treated by his teammates, but unexpectedly, what he got in return was ridicule, ridicule, and a ruthless sword from the tall and thin man.

Facing the sudden sword blow from his companion, he didn't make any response and was stabbed through the throat.

Unbelievable eyes shot out of his eyes, following the cold knight's sword, and fixed on the smiling face of the tall and thin man. There was a soft gurgling sound in his throat, and then his body went limp, collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and died. .

I secretly glanced at the action of the tall and thin man swinging the sword, and the still smiling face, and I frowned. This guy really doesn't regard human life as human life!

I'm afraid it won't be that simple to confront him later.

In the blink of an eye, the five enemies turned into four, and one of the four had an injured foot. He suddenly felt much more relaxed.

The injuries I suffered in the previous fight continued to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was a pity that none of the people I was fighting with saw it, otherwise it would have been a more fatal blow to their fragile spirits.

Think about it, facing a monster that can't be killed no matter how hard you fight, that kind of suffering, that kind of despair, it's hard not to collapse.

When it's one against six, I just want to save my life. When it's one against five, I'm sure I won't die. When it's one against three and a half, I'm completely sure of making a comeback.

Breathing slightly, I once again activated my self-created sword technique and fought hard with the four adventurers. I separated the three uninjured people and attacked the fourth person with an injured foot.

This starts from the short board theory. The amount of water a barrel can hold depends on the shortest board. If you want to break through the siege of several people, you must also start with the weakest guy.

As long as you kill the weakest guy, you can disrupt the enemy's formation in a short time, disrupt the enemy's offensive, and kill them one by one.

This is a tactic I use often and it works every time.

The adventurer whose foot was injured looked extremely embarrassed and panicked. Facing the strong attack, he kept retreating. Without paying attention, he stepped on the blister with his left foot and his right foot. He screamed in pain and almost lost the sword in his hand. .

I took advantage of the situation and swung the knife out diagonally from bottom to top, cutting directly into the crook of his knee. The confrontation between killing intent and the power of transformation unfolded in an instant.

Because I was fully focused and he was in a distracted state, the resistance of the power of degradation did not last long before he was swallowed up by the black-red killing intent. Then, the blade cut off his calf like tofu. .

The blood spurted out the moment the broken leg hit the ground, like flowers. Fortunately, I dodge quickly, otherwise I would have been sprayed all over my head and face.

He was clutching his broken leg and writhing in pain. I couldn't bear to look at his miserable appearance, so I slowly raised my Odachi and decided to send him to see the God of Creation.

A few steps away, the frightened voices of the other three people sounded: "Stop!"

The sword flashed, and the guy's movements slowed down, and his painful expression gradually softened. Not long after, he went to report to the God of Creation.

The three people expressed great regret. They locked their angry eyes on me and said viciously: "You kill my brother, and I will fight with you!"

I crossed the knife and sneered: "What bullshit logic? We are enemies who will never stop fighting. When we were fighting, you caused a lot of wounds on me. Even the fatal injuries were probably seven or eight. It would have been someone else. I'm afraid it's been cold for a long time, but now you tell me to stop, I will spare your brother's life, but there is no guarantee that your brother will not kill me."