The Great Conqueror

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Boom ...

Full concentration of strength on both feet, a heavy touch, the body suddenly rushed into the air, catching a habitual relaxation, usually when the birdman flew into the air, there will always be a subconscious relaxation, and this moment is enough to do once Attacked.

Indeed, even Santa Febo is the same. Five meters is generally a safe distance. He has an innate flying talent, and he will ask for himself higher.

But looking at the figure that bounced quickly on the ground, he was still scared, and suddenly trembled another meter, quite thrillingly avoiding Zou Liang's swift grab.

bump.

As soon as Zou Liang landed, he quickly bounced off, and the ground was swept by three arrows.

墨 As Murphy said, he almost capsized in the gutter. If he is caught by a master who is good at fighting, the archer will really become a chopping block.

The Santa Febo, who was shocked by the cold sweat, also ignited. After all, there are two competitors of the same level below. If he loses here, he is equal to a level lower than the other party, which is so cruel in the orc world.

Zou Liang, aiming at the ground, started an unreserved wild shot. Unless he has wings in this distance, there is no chance at all!

In the beast spirit world, there will be ten arrows in the sac of each archer. Unless it is in the hands of the opponent, as long as it flies out of the battle altar or falls on the altar, it will return to the sac, which is equal to the infinite bow. bug.

Zou Liang also understands this, grabbing the arrow empty-handed?

He thought ... but that was to die!

箭 An arrow of this speed is much more difficult than empty-handed white blades, and the opponent's arrow and arrow have a considerable chain. If you try to grab an arrow, you will be hit by the following bow and arrow.

That's looking for death.

No way, the battle appeared sideways. Above the battle altar, the guy called Beast God Yan Wu was run by the altar shot by the archers of the hawks. His judgment and speed were really amazing, his actions were exaggerated, his hands and feet Use it together, jumping and jumping, dodging with all your strength, quite dangerous, there are several times when the bow and arrow are rubbing their bodies in the past.

I have to say that his level is indeed very high, so that Santa Fe Pokong has a high-attack attack, and without worrying about it, the blind person lights up in vain.

Murphy could not help shaking his head. "It seems that there is no skill at all."

This is a draw. Maybe this meat target has a good combat ability, but it is limited by its innate jumping power and cannot attack the opponent. For a strong man, failure is failure. It is useless for any reason, it is him. Even if the extreme height of this hawk is seven meters, under the super jumping force after his beast change, he is still under control.

This is the powerful Rhine who has everything.

For him who constantly challenges the strong, a loser is worthless.

Buenavin also shook his head a bit indignantly. At this moment, he was on Zou Liang's side. After all, there was no way to face this shameless play. Shadowhunter was the archer's nemesis, but for a Flying archers, unless they are hunting shadow equipped with hidden weapon, otherwise have headaches.

The series of dodge actions is really wonderful. For a film hunter, it is quite a longing, but the reality is so cruel.

Santa Febo, who makes continuous shots in the air, is also a bit tired. He has to maintain stagnation, and at the same time, making such a powerful attack is also a great drain on physical strength. It takes a little bit of breathing time, and the strength of Oneness can be reduced without reducing it Target of each other.

I really didn't expect that he could hide in such a strong shooting, it was just a monster.

Even the attackers were so tired, Zou Liang, who constantly made thrilling dodge moves, obviously consumed more.

Many orc warriors do not blame Santa Febo. The orc was originally a full-fledged talent. The hawks have such low-altitude flying ability. This is their own ability, just as the Rhine is balanced and powerful.

Weak meat and strong food.

Zou Liang wiped his sweat. This warm-up exercise was really good. At least three times he set up a game to attract opponents to lower the height. However, this guy was fooled and he was almost killed.

He seems to be unable to continue playing. He will have to gather early tomorrow. He doesn't want to stare at the panda.

合 Folded his hands together, a popping sound came out.

For a otaku, listening to exciting music and playing games is undoubtedly a pleasure. The soul will also shake with the music, coupled with super refreshing fighting, this is Zou Liang's favorite.

And in this world there is a form of expression called-war song!

Instantly, the audience was uproar!

War Song!

This man is still a Warsong Priest!

And it is not any kind of war song known yet. The surging rhythm makes Santa Febo in the breath breathe. This guy's war song disturbed him when he was weak.

头盔 The helmet in the white suit is exactly the same as that of 1-3, which can be used to withstand the encouragement of the Warsong, and it can also resist the attack of the Warsong.

Zou Liang didn't seem to see the opponent's resistance at all, the battle song continued, and Murphy frowned. This unknown battle song had a little power at the beginning, but how quickly it sank.

I just have some depression in this low, and Santa Febo in the battlefield feels deeper, because this low war song has a choking rhythm, making his breathing difficult.

The melody is getting deeper and lowerer in Zou Liang's mouth. This is Karl Buffy's Poems, which he likes very much. The depression in front of them is suffocating.

Repression ~ Repression ~~ Repression ~~ Repression ...

Santa Febo felt pain. This breathless feeling made him very struggling, but he kept desperately maintaining his height, his helmet shone, and he resisted this choking war song.

But just when he thought he was going to hold it, the melody of the Warsong suddenly became high, like a roaring lion, roaring, wild ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ unstoppable, the sound seemed to penetrate the beast spirit world, a wave of high After a wave, all the orcs were crazy for this amazing warsong, and even the orcs outside the altar had been affected.

It seems that Murphy saw the King of Rhine in the vast prairie.

埃 Buenavin felt the nightmare dance like the nightmare, endless dancing, ghostly steps, shiny dagger, and the endless blade tip.

圣 And Santa Febo is the eagle that spreads its wings and flies. The eagle hits the sky. He wants to challenge the peak of the world.

Boom ...

邹 When Zou Liang's hands were open and the strongest sound was finished, Santa Febo in the air had turned into a eagle with folded wings and fell straight.

boom……

He has no resistance, and Warsong has directly destroyed his consciousness.

At this point Murphy just turned around and the battle altar was dumb, soldier? Hunting? Warsong Priest?

Santa Febo did n’t even have a chance to be emotional. The beast spirit flew. What is the archer ’s nightmare and what is the most feared by the hawks?

The Bismarck swan tribe, because they have inherently forbidden air combat songs!

现在 Now, there is a warsong priest of the non-Bismay family, which is unique in the history of the orcs.

In addition to the Bismarck family, there are actually people who will use the Forbidden Air Battle Songs, an unheard of Forbidden Air Battle Songs.

Murphy felt that the blood of his beast royal family was boiling, and this was the opponent he had been waiting for!