Chapter 212 A Bear-Like Man

The light of the sword was less than one meter away. I saw that the archer was still confused, and I thought to myself: "Are you confused when the arrow is blocked? How dare you attack in secret? I'll send you to see the God of Creation with my sword. It’s like paying for your own recklessness.”

The blade was less than half a meter away from the archer. The shining blade even vaguely reflected the archer's still confused face. Suddenly, a huge sword poked out of the diagonal thrust. It was running at an extremely fast speed. He inserted it into my body.

I was stunned for a moment, then twisted around, stepped back with my feet alternately, and with a few swish sounds, I was already two meters away, and the giant sword was slashed away.

Although I dodged this sword, I was still horrified: the two edges of this huge sword were sharp and the middle was wide and thick. It was almost seven or eight times as heavy as an ordinary knight's sword. To be able to slash and retract the sword so lightly, the owner of the sword must have also He must be a very powerful Lord.

Furthermore, the sword wielder did not choose to confront me head-on. He struck my Naotachi head-on. He probably saw a series of ripples on the surface of my sword and felt something was fishy. He was afraid that he would not have the confidence to take it directly.

Not only that, the man with the sword stabbed my body with the sword while I was slashing. It seemed like he was exchanging lives for lives, but in fact it was the best way to repel the enemy - no one was stupid enough to use it. He exchanged his life for the life of a little guy with a confused expression on his face.

I held the sword in one hand and stared at the giant sword two meters away.

His gaze slowly moved up along the blade of the giant sword, and a tall and muscular figure soon appeared in his field of vision.

This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face and a stern expression. His eyes revealed bursts of anger. He looked directly at me. I didn’t know why he was angry at me. Could it be because I almost killed his companion just now? ? What a joke, is it okay if your companion attacks first?

I completely ignored his honorable expression and still carefully looked at the man in front of me. His red hair, which reached his shoulders, was his biggest feature.

And his unbelievably strong muscles, in my opinion, not only lost the beauty of fitness, but also reminded me of a crawling, straight-walking omnivorous beast - a bear.

Yes, it's a bear, and the more I look at it, the more I think he looks like a bear.

Not just his stature, but his gaze - angry and ferocious.

Although I don’t know what his strength is, my intuition tells me that he is very strong, similar to Harold, or even stronger than Harold.

However, this still cannot shake my surging killing intent and raging fighting spirit. Not to mention you are as strong as Harold, even if you are as strong as the giant dragon in the gap... uh...

I shuddered when I thought of the cold and crazy eyes of the nine-headed dragon in the gap between the spaces, and the ambergris saliva that it spat out afterward was molten gold and turned into iron.

He took back his mind and stared at the man in front of him.

I didn't speak, and he didn't speak either. They just faced off quietly. I even wondered for a while, was this a silent contest between their so-called masters?

If this is the case, I think I may not be an expert yet, because I am completely unable to feel the profound connotation contained in it, let alone the tit-for-tat confrontation between me and him.

There is only one feeling lingering in my mind, and that is boredom.

Deeply bored, utterly bored.

I even had the illusion that if the stalemate continued like this, it would get dark outside.

"Let's take action," I said in a deep voice, shook my Nadachi, stood up straight, and looked at him.

The bear-like man's brows furrowed even more. He pushed the archer away who was still in a dazed state, and faced me with his head raised and his chest raised. The giant sword in his hand was slightly raised, and he nodded at me. At the same time, his chin was raised.

I know exactly what this action means: let me make the first move.

I don't know if he did this to show off his awesomeness, or if he secretly set up a dragnet for me to step on. In short, I couldn't hold back the bloodthirsty and desire for battle in my heart.

He leaned slightly, like a prawn accumulating strength, then smiled coldly, stepped on the ground with both feet, and ran straight towards him like a cheetah escaping.

This is the posture I used to fight into the Ghost Faced Spider camp before. Now I use it on this person. I don’t know how effective it is.

The killing intent and combat skills echoed each other as I exploded, creating a series of illusory circles of light, like countless soap bubbles accumulated, dependent on each other.

The bear-like man slowly raised the giant sword in his hand, with the sword tip backward and the hilt facing forward, as if he was accumulating strength. Could it be that he wanted to hit me first?

I ignored it completely, straightened forward, and struck the big man in the face with a flash of cold light.

Just as the sword was about to hit the tip of the big man's nose, he saw the corners of his mouth raised, revealing several white teeth.

What does it mean?

I was very puzzled. When the sword light struck, I also saw another light and shadow in my peripheral vision. This light and shadow was different from the virtual light drawn by my sword, but a bright light, as if a magic light had been ignited. Like a lamp, very dazzling.

"not good!"

I had an ominous feeling in my heart, completely ignoring that the blade was almost touching the tip of his nose. I took a step forward and my body rushed out again.

Less than a meter away, that dazzling white light came from my left side.

Or rather, cut across.

It was a giant sword, a giant sword that was twice as wide as an ordinary knight's sword. It struck with a strong wind and white light, shining brightly.

It may be too late to kneel down now, because the blade of the sword is only a few inches away from me.

It may be too late to continue to retreat crazily now, because the giant sword has another characteristic - it is long. It is half longer than an ordinary knight's sword.

In other words, I still have to retreat at least one meter, but the speed of its slashing attack will not give me this chance at all.

At the moment, the only thing I can do is to use my Naotachi, which is less than one-fifth of its width and less than one-third of its length, and the combat skills blessed on it, to fight against this shining giant sword. sword.

I just don’t know whether his giant sword and the light shining on it are more powerful, or whether my sword and the combat skills blessed on my sword are stronger?

No matter what the outcome is, I have to bring out my momentum. After all, if I lose, I don't lose. If my momentum is gone, everything will be in vain.

He gritted his teeth, glared, flipped his wrist, turned his body, and with a swipe of his sword, he slashed past with the giant sword.

when!

There was a crisp sound, the sound of gold and iron, harsh and unpleasant.

A strong force instantly came from the intersection of the two soldiers and went straight into my body, forcing me to take a step back. I even felt that my whole arm was numb.