Extraordinary Bloodline Integration Chapter 121

Seeing the shackles in Bennett's hands, Wendisha's expression changed, and she suddenly stabilized her forward trend and immediately retreated. At this time, retreating became her only choice.

However, the gladiator shackles in Bennett's hand had already been activated. Although Wen Disha retreated, she did not retreat fast enough.

Wen Disha felt that as she retreated, the air behind her became more and more viscous, as elastic as rubber, and when the elastic force accumulated to the maximum, she was inevitably bounced back .

Flicked towards Bennett's flail!

"Clang!"

In the nick of time, Wendisa's waist was leaned back, her upper body was at a 90-degree right angle, and the chain flail brushed past the tip of her nose.

The gust of wind howled, and the power of the wind field exploded completely. The bursting whirlwind was like a sharp weapon cutting in all directions, forcing Bennett away.

"Gladiator shackles, it's really hard for you to find such a disgusting thing, Bennett."

Gladiator shackles, a prop used only in **** and barbaric rituals. The function is very simple. The distance between two people is limited to no more than five meters. Once the distance is exceeded, the party that left actively will be pulled back fiercely.

People caught in the yoke of gladiatorial shackles have to fight and kill in a limited space like a gladiator. Only the death of one side will be resolved, it is an out-and-out battle of life and death.

Windisa looked disgusted, she naturally had a reason to be disgusted, the characteristics of the gladiator shackles completely blocked her initiative to move at high speed and open the battle line at will. The existence of the gladiatorial shackles made her and Bennett only be able to slash each other with each other in a limited space until life and death were separated.

Undoubtedly, Wendisha fell into a huge disadvantage this time.

On the other side, there were only three personal guards left in front of Mo Cheng who were still alive.

A Berserker, a Knight, and a Monk.

"Waaaagh!"

The berserker turned on his berserk, and exchanged his rationality for speed and destructive power. The two big axes exploded with a huge impact under the blessing of speed, but Mo Cheng was not afraid at all, he rushed up and swung the wooden stick to meet the berserker's attack. The axes clashed.

"clang!!"

The wooden long stick collided with the metal axe, and both sides were stunned, followed by a violent storm.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!"

The sound of striking iron sounded one after another. The wooden stick wrapped in holy light clashed with the big ax imbued with the power of blood.

Whether it's an inconspicuous gravel, a dead body, or a trembling horse.

They were affected by the aftermath of the power, and then the sand and stone became finer things, the corpses turned into meat paste, and the horses that were still alive exploded into fragments and blood mist without even making a scream.

The knight and monk wanted to step forward to help, but the berserker who had turned on the berserk and lost his mind had no extra strength to distinguish his teammates at this time, and he only had the **** [kill] in his brain at this time.

If you rush forward, you may be flanked by Mo Cheng and his companions.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and light rain began to fall from the sky, but it was soon discovered that it was not rain at all, but blood.

Although the wooden stick does not have any sharp edges, the holy light attached to it is enough to provide a sharpness comparable to any sharp sword.

The berserker's right hand was cut off at the root and thrown into the air, while the blood gushed out like a spring under the pressure.

But it was precisely because of this blow that Mo Cheng inevitably showed his flaws. The berserker's intuition seized this slight opportunity, and the ax in his left hand used all his strength to strike directly.

The dragon scale emerged, trying to resist the blow, but the blow of the berserker's life was unstoppable. A large number of sparks burst out from the dragon scale, and then began to deform and elongate, and it would be broken in the next second. Let this life-threatening blow hit Mo Cheng.

However, Longlin bought enough time for Mo Cheng. Before the ax broke through the dragon scale, the wooden stick went from the Berserker's right shoulder to his left abdomen, directly splitting the Berserker into two halves.

At the same time, Mo Cheng pressed his hand on his heart, and his figure disappeared in front of his eyes. The place where he was standing suddenly burst into the sky, and the knight only felt a wave of heart palpitations. His whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Just when he was about to do something...

"Pfft!"

With a soft sound, the wooden stick pierced the knight's chest. No one will be fine when the heart is damaged, let alone the holy light attached to the wooden stick, which completely tyrannized the knight's life. His body peeled off and turned into sand on the ground.

"Next, it's up to you."

Point the wooden stick at the last personal guard, a profession that he is very familiar with.

A monk, a monk of the Four Elephant Sect.

The monks of the Four Elephant Sect are known as the spellcasters among the monks. This school mainly uses Qi to control the four elements of earth, feng, shui and fire, so as to obtain the spellcasting ability of a mage.

In [Foreign Land], there used to be a Four Elephant Sect gameplay. Through the increase of holy objects and equipment, the phantom body of four elements was condensed, and the technology of Four Elephant Sect was used to reproduce the skills of Xingwo Sect.

And this [phantom body] can create four.

Although it is a matter of extremely high requirements for money and technology to create a four-element phantom and one person with five controls, but in the eyes of players, it seems that playing like this is really cool, and it is also really strong.

In the ten-to-five competition of the official non-discriminatory competition held by [Foreign Land], Mo Cheng was engaged in a civil war with monks, a player who created the four-element phantom genre.

In that match, Mo Cheng faced the opponent head-to-head with the violent output of the four-element phantom, and finally stood out by a narrow margin.

At that time, his blood volume was single digits, and he had to face failure if he was wiped.

But fortunately, before he fell, the opponent was sent away first.

Shaking his head, pulling his consciousness back from the memory, Mo Cheng looked at the monk who kept clasping his hands and whispering something, and couldn't help frowning.

The other party is giving up struggling?

Or do you have another conspiracy?

Mo Cheng couldn't care so much, he touched the heart with his finger, and a fire element was sent in. Suddenly, the heart started roaring like an engine, and the blood in his whole body flowed like an overclocked one.

Mo Cheng's speed increased by another three points. When the figure disappeared and reappeared, he swept across with a very crisp wooden stick. Once this blow hits, the monk's head will burst like a balloon full of water. Things will be scattered all over the place.

Originally, the opponent had prepared for the possibility of dodging, counterattacking, and even temporarily breaking through, but the monk did not dodge or dodge, and just shouted when the wooden stick was approaching: "King Dom, eternity!"

Immediately, the monk's head exploded like an overripe watermelon, and the headless corpse fell straight to the ground.

"What are you doing? Are you scared to do anything~www.mtlnovel.com~ just waiting to die?"

He said so in the words, but Mo Cheng held the wooden stick tightly and looked around vigilantly.

With an abnormal death, there will inevitably be abnormal events. Mo Cheng has encountered many such things, and even been severely tricked a few times.

So he didn't dare to be careless about the death of the monk just now.

In fact, he was right to be cautious.

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