Chapter 400 Wave After Wave

I just took it seriously and did not release my murderous intention, but I could already sense that the young man in front of me was nervous.

This is the difference between level and mentality. If it were Harold, he would definitely face him with a smile.

Soon, in my vision, this young man moved back slightly. He was alert and adjusting his angle. It seemed that he was planning to launch a sudden attack on me and force me back.

Behind me, there were footsteps, very light but urgent. It must be those rookies planning to launch a sneak attack on me.

This is not good, very bad.

I denied in my heart: When I decide to fight seriously, any sneak attacker may suffer a painful blow from me, and this, for the rookies, is completely fatal.

If I accidentally kill them, I wonder if Harold will blame me, and whether the boat of friendship will be overturned.

A great man once said: If a child is disobedient, he must be spanked.

For the sake of their lives and their unknown future, I decided to intimidate them a little.

The moment I stopped, I twisted my waist, and the Naotachi sword in my hand was instantly unsheathed, drawing a cold half arc behind me. This sword was a bit fast, and with the naked eye, I could only see a flash of phantom, but There is no time to distinguish the trajectory of the shadow.

There were a few crisp sounds, and the young people who had not yet approached stopped here, their eyes were dull, and their bodies were shaking. At this moment, all their weapons were broken, and the upper half fell steadily to the ground, while the lower half was still firmly held in their hands. .

"Go away," I said coldly, and then showed a smile: "It will kill you."

Several people still looked dumbfounded. Not to mention moving even half a step, even asking them to open their mouths to speak might have become a problem.

But at this moment, there were a few crisp sounds of a strong bow, and I knew that the man behind me had taken action.

After hearing the argument, I could easily dodge the arrows, but I couldn't do this. Behind me, there were a few guys who looked like idiots. They were not targets, but living humans. After suffering this With a few arrows, he would definitely be seriously injured even if he wasn't dead.

With the urinary nature of an archer, this bucket of shit will definitely fall on my head again.

Since you can't avoid it, just block it.

That's what I originally thought.

But the moment I turned around, I gave up on this decision.

There were too many arrows shot by the person in front of me, six in total!

The first feather arrow still had a light red light, just like the one that exploded before. Although the five following arrows did not have any magical effect, they still had considerable lethality.

If there was a big gap between the six feather arrows, I might be able to use the gap to push them away one by one. However, they were shot out almost at the same time.

Avoid it or force it?

this is a problem!

Only a short moment, time to think.

I frowned slightly and pondered. In the blink of an eye, the arrow had arrived.

There was a soft pop sound, followed by several tinkling sounds.

A feather arrow was inserted into my right arm, and the tail of the feather arrow was still trembling slightly. This kind of wonderful tearing feeling was not as painful as the crossbow arrow, nor as burning as the magic arrow. It was just a physical sensation. causing pain.

There were no muscle tremors or heart-rending screams. I seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of pain. Even at the moment of torture and pain, my heart was filled with joy. I had never felt this way before. Pass.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the feather arrow and threw it aside.

Blood trickled down the lines of his muscles and dripped to the ground from his arms.

"Well done," I smiled and praised, "Unfortunately, I was only hit by one branch, and the injuries left are almost healed."

He raised his hand and shook his arm towards the man. The **** on it seemed to be really starting to heal.

This ability seems to have been brought about by the red crystal that the dying Amon gave me. In the past, the effect was not obvious. But just now, when I pulled out the arrow, I saw the granulation inside, which was in progress. It grows at a rapid speed, filling the hole drilled out by the feather arrow.

When I took the fifth step, the blood was no longer bleeding. I shook my arm again and smiled: "Look, it has been sealed. Maybe in a few seconds, the wound will be completely healed."

As I said that, I stopped, spread my hands, and said, "Do you want me to give you another chance to attack me?"

"Head, ****, abdomen, arms, legs, which place would you choose?" I chuckled: "Or are you confident and sure that you can attack them all at once?"

As I said that, I raised my index finger and said: "I didn't dodge last time, but that doesn't mean I won't dodge this time. You only have one chance. If you miss it, you will miss it forever. Now, I will give you three seconds. If you don't start, It’s my turn to attack.”

"one."

I raised my left index finger with a faint smile on my face.

"two."

He slowly raised the Naotachi in his hand and held it flat in front of his chest.

"three."

As soon as I moved, I rushed over. At the same time, the man's feather arrow also shot over again.

Boom boom boom, a series of crisp sounds, it was his series of arrows again.

The first feather arrow shot towards my forehead. I flicked it away with the back of my knife, followed by the second arrow. I stretched out my left hand, raised my fingers, and flicked the arrow away. Then came the third arrow, which I dodged sideways, and then the fourth arrow flew out, brushing against my shoulder, and then the fifth arrow, which was also the last one I saw.

This feathered arrow was greatly offset from the other feathered arrows, and it was slightly below and to the right of them. This angle happened to be on the same line as my position after dodging. It seemed that while this person was shooting the arrow, he was also shooting. The calculation reached this point, and it was a good idea, but it was a little late, because my left hand and Naotachi had been retracted, and I once again had the power to fight.

Just when I grabbed the feather arrow with my gauntlet and was about to cut off his strong bow with my Naotachi, a ball of white light came towards me from a distance.

Looking sideways, he saw a ball of glowing magic missiles.

The level of this missile seemed to be quite high, it was twice as big as Lily's missiles.

I said "hehe" twice and cut the magic missile into two pieces with the sword.

The separated magic missiles spread out in the left and right directions, and when they landed on the ground, they exploded into dust.

However, this was not the end yet. Immediately afterwards, several more magic missiles came towards me, with the same speed, the same size, and the same power.

I have a rough idea in my mind. This magician is very powerful, maybe even much stronger than Yura.

Normally, at an absolute advantage, warriors should be afraid of magicians. However, due to a certain shadow in my past, I have lost my due respect for most magicians. sense of fear.