Chapter 22 Jump Slash

Oudi is an expert in defense, otherwise he would not have been selected from hundreds of heavy-shielded hammer warriors, and stood out as the mini-boss. Therefore, although Marseille's attack was unexpected, he was still able to launch it in time. He raised the round fiery red shield on his left arm and blocked it in front of him. Worried that he would not be well-defended, he also took out a golden one-handed hammer to create a second line of defense that was both offensive and defensive. Once Marseille breaks through the shield, he can block with his hammer. Once he blocks successfully, he can immediately launch a counterattack!

Oudi himself is also a heavy-shielded hammerman, and of course he knows the weakness of the jump slash. That is because during the jump slash, in order to pursue the power of the attack, the attacker completely gives up his own defense. Once the jump slash is successfully blocked, , then the skill backlash will become quite serious, and it will stun for at least 3 seconds. Therefore, being able to block this blow will become the winner of the duel between the two!

But after Fang Lin saw Oudi's response, he sneered. In his eyes, the outcome was decided!

The wind roared, and the mutant thunder stick tore through the air and let out a sharp scream because of its high speed, just like the screams of all the innocent souls who died on this vicious stick of Marseille. The giant stick held by Marseille with both hands was burning with blue flames, and it hit Odie's small fiery red shield hard. There were many fine lines on the shield, and there was a strong magic circle on it. Already before Marseille's stick wind struck, a raised black turtle shell-shaped magic shield appeared on the surface of the shield, protecting its owner one step ahead!

The blue flames on the mutated thunder stick directly ignited the magic shield! It burned into a black and blue flame with a roar!

Then the dark hard stick drove straight in and hit the small fiery red shield!

Time seemed to be frozen and slowed down, just like the slow motion playback of a movie. You can clearly see the giant stick touching the surface of the fiery red shield, and then the surface of the shield turned out to be elastic. It dented slightly to absorb the momentum, but finally due to the overwhelming force, it dented like fine porcelain. Crack, break apart, break apart!

Dozens of fiery red small shield fragments flew out at extremely high speeds, grazing the neck of the unlucky masked slave who stretched his neck to watch, severing the artery above his neck, and a stream of blood flowed out. Lao Gao burst out with a loud sound! But at this time, the expression of the masked slave was still one of astonishment!

Marseille grinned ferociously, and struck down with the mutant thunder stick he held in both hands, breaking the shield with one blow, and the remaining power remained. Another heavy blow hit the golden mace held by Odie, who was filled with fear and anger!

There was only a "ding" sound, and the two weapons intersected, splashing out dozens of brilliant star flowers. The sound was high-pitched and crisp, and the strands curled up endlessly, wandering into people's hearts, giving people a very sad feeling. The feeling of almost vomiting blood. The two men's weapons were intertwined, and Odie, who was holding a hammer in one hand, was no match for Malcedi at all. Even the weapon was distorted and flew out of the hand, piercing deeply into the bluestone floor next to it. The handle of the hammer was still "buzzing"!

Marcel's giant stick passed two levels in a row and hit Oudi's shoulder hard. The fiery red shoulder armor could be seen twisted and cracked immediately. It hit a deep and terrifying huge depression. As you can imagine, the flesh, blood, bones and meridians inside turned into a mass of paste! A semi-arc shock wave was sent out from the center of the stick strike, and the strong wind blew the cloaks of the people who came to watch the battle in the distance to rustle.

Odie's whole body was hit by this ferocious blow and he could not withstand the huge force above. His knees softened and he fell to the ground. The knee joints in his fiery red armor hit the hard bluestone floor hard, causing two shallow pits to be crushed!

"This waste is you!" Marcel said with a ferocious smile! But Odie was unconscious at this time and couldn't hear anything else. The last impression left in my mind was that thundering stick!

Everything next to me was completely silent, and there was no sound!

Fang Lin closed his eyes. He sighed in boredom. Just by looking at the way Oudi responded, he knew that he was in danger. Marseille gave up his defense and attacked with all his strength, without any distractions. Di did not realize that the attribute gap between the two had been greatly shortened, and he still had the idea of ​​​​defensive counterattack! One is to attack with all-out effort. One of them had distracting thoughts and tried his best to resist. Of course, there is no need to say more about the pros and cons of this. Strictly speaking, Odie took it seriously. Marseille is still in trouble.

After Marseille hit this blow, all the energy and energy in his body seemed to be sucked dry by the long whale. However, his condition was much better than Odie. After breathing for a few seconds, he returned Smiling ferociously, he raised the giant mutant thunder stick high, intending to completely finish off this guy who had once humiliated him by kneeling in front of him!

But Fang Lin frowned, and suddenly a white light like a star flashed in front of Marseille, and then a magician dressed like Frank, the dead ghost, appeared. The difference was that Frank was wearing It's a red robe, worn by this magician It was Ziyi. The magician threw a water-blue ball towards the ground. With a "boom", Marseille was immediately pushed away by the huge momentum and staggered backwards. The "last strike" he had originally planned to win. "It suddenly hit the stone pavement next to it.

"You can't kill him." The purple magician seemed to be here to mediate. He said calmly: "You defeated Odie in the duel, which proves that you have the ability to help White kill Merlin. Odie is a member of Stromgarde. If you kill him, you will be an enemy of Duke Allen and the Grand Duke!"

Marcel would never listen to other people's advice, but Fang Lin's will can now play a certain role in controlling him. At the same time, he also felt that the power lent to him by the master was constantly fading. A pair of terrifying red eyes stared at the purple magician, but saw that Odie's golden one-handed hammer was deeply inserted into the stone slab next to it. He pulled it out casually, felt that it was quite suitable, picked it up and waved it a few times, shamelessly claiming it as his own, and then walked away angrily.

The butcher was watching with great admiration, but he didn't know that the mutant thunder stick in the hands of Marse, the rough man, was snatched from Fang Lin. Odie was defeated by him, and he was lucky to be able to keep his life. Marse was very kind to take his weapon.

At this time, the good horse that Odie rode, which was like a burning coal, stopped aside. This kind of horse was strengthened by magic, otherwise it would be very difficult to bear the weight of the terrible armor and weapons of the heavy shield giant hammer warrior, let alone charge into battle, so it was very precious. A masked servant with ordinary appearance but a bit of vulgarity took advantage of the situation, watched for a while with a sly look, and then tiptoed to reach out to hold the horse. Suddenly, a blood-colored hand stretched out from the side and tightly clamped the neck of the masked servant. It was the expressionless Marse.

Marse grabbed the neck of the kicking masked servant, raised one hand in front of him, flashed a cold red light in his eyes, and said dully:

"Horse, it's mine."

After saying that, he walked over and naturally led the horse. The charcoal-like horse was originally very violent and unruly, but was frightened by the fierce and deadly aura of Marse. It can be said that just as it was about to kick its hooves, Marse immediately pressed it down and dared not move. Then it could only let out a helpless and shrill whine, feeling like a weak girl who met a rough madman and cried helplessly.

Marse climbed on the horse as if no one was around, dragged a trembling masked servant to ask for the way to the resting place, and left with the sound of hooves, obviously going to eat and rest.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment. Odie, the horse owner, was naturally powerless to stop it. Odie's confidants had just witnessed Marse's terrifying leaping stick. They thought that they were lucky to be able to keep their bodies intact. Therefore, although they knew that the horse was precious, they were all silent. They were like sawed gourds. How could they dare to say a word, let alone put their protest into action.

White had already retreated to the end when he saw the bad situation. At this time, he immediately jumped out and asked for credit and reward. His mind was full of promotion, wealth and women. He only considered his own interests and did not think much about the motives of Fang Lin and others. In addition, Fang Lin had taught some key points in advance, and he remembered them by heart. No flaws were found even if he was questioned over and over again.

Fang Lin's intention was very obvious. Fool, you don't want to cause any changes and activate the hidden branch plot to lead to the power of the III world, but I just want you to face this thing! After learning that Merlin was dead and the other three heroes were seriously injured, the temporary Punishment Knight in Stromgarde would not miss this great opportunity.

As the saying goes, it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Once the evil Duke's brother Allen comes back, the Punishment Knight can only return to his original position as the second in command in Stromgarde. In this case, it is better to take down the Wheat Plain while the enemy is weak. Anyway, Balford and the first heir Frank are dead. Obviously, whoever can successfully recapture the Wheat Plain will be able to occupy this rich place and become the lord here.