Life.49 The story of the resistance of the weak(1/2)
]]The story of the weak's resistance
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Lingxian (┭┮﹏┭┮)
Demon Dream(〒▽〒)
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Terrible, so scary!!
The monster exudes such a sense of oppression, which is inconsistent with the petite one.
The Red Devils Hall was shrouded in red fog, with three girls with different levels of injuries facing her back, Shera had a confused and innocent smile on her face.
Ahhh? Why are you trembling? Yes, why?
The innocent girl waved her claws forward, and the blood blade condensed in the air attacked the weakest Lingxian among the three.
call....
Raddy slapped his hand on the ground, and suddenly there were snow walls in front of Lingxian. The one-meter-thick wall was stronger than it seemed, but it was easily cut open.
Although in this midsummer, Raddy could not use her full strength, and even her appearance was close to the so-called high school girl. With this, she should enjoy the summer vacation with her friends and lovers, she was not the protagonist of the novels in the big library she read.
The snow wall only played a little bit of ease, and bought time for the frightened Lingxian to hide.
The flying clawed blood blade passed by Ling Xian, and then an invisible attack launched an attack on Ling Xian.
Puchi.
Blood splashed out from the wounds that had increased for no reason on his body. Even though he had avoided the blood blades, Lingxian was still attacked and invisible.
She sat directly at Lingxian on the ground, her ears were trembling and she did not dare to leave from the spot. She was filled with fear of the unknown and unknown attacks, and could only look around with her red eyes.
The snow walls arranged in fixed intervals, the land on the floating island, and the walls of the Red Magic Museum all seemed to have been cut by a project with a water pressure knife, two, three, four straight lines with countless numbers of "scars".
Ahhh? Why do you think you are fine? It's obviously so weak, why?
Hearing Xiela's questioning with a confused voice, Lingxian was stunned, and Radie was stunned. Then Radie looked at Lingxian's body surface almost instantly covered with blood marks, and blood splashed out in large quantities, accompanied by Lingxian's wail.
Lingxian!!
Raddy was worried about the Lingxian. Looking at the person who was on the ground with his face, she was obviously suffering severe trauma. She ran towards the Lingxian.
Ahhh? Why do you have to turn your attention away from the enemy during battle? Now, why?
The next moment, Raddy's vision broke into the scarlet-eyed beast. No, it was not a beast, it was a cute girl in pure white Goth loli costume.
The white palm looks like it will break with a slight fold.
However, the palm collided with the Japanese knife inserted from the side, but there was no scar left. Instead, Raddy and the demon dream that saved Raddy were directly shot away.
Just such a small palm.
With a tingling sound, the shorter Bailou sword was retracted back to the scabbard.
Holding the super-large ghost in the air, Yao Meng saw Raddy safely stopping and retreating on the ground, showing a peaceful expression.
Lord Raddy, the enemy in front of us is not an existence that we can fight against without using all our strength. The other party is indeed a big monster, but there are not a big monster in Fantasy Village that does not resist the big monster. Even if Lord Dai Zhi is not there, I think we should do our best to delay even if it is one minute or one second more.
Ah, I understand, Miss Yaomeng...
Worrying about Lingxian is precisely because of the worry that Lingxian who lost a lot of blood, Raddy needs to stop Xiela.
As a master of Erdaoliu, Yao Meng drew out a longer Japanese sword - Guanlou Sword.
The Lou Guan Jian is said to be forged by monsters and is too long and not suitable for human use. It has the power to kill ten ghosts with one swing. However, it is impossible to tell how many components are real. It is said that things that cannot be cut almost do not exist.
As the Heirloom Sword of the Soul Family, the Heirloom Sword cannot cut off Xiela's skin, so when facing Xiela, Yaomeng has to take out his full strength.
Raddy pulled out a beautiful Japanese knife from her chest, and then the surface of the Japanese knife was covered with a layer of thin ice.
For humans, both Raddy and Demon Dream have more skills than most masters.
But they had no room for slackness.
Xiela did not move. She looked at the girl who pulled out the two knives with curious eyes, smiled Wuxie, and opened her mouth and asked...
But a girl interrupted Xiela's question impolitely.
The rough bullets came like a metal storm. The blood-covered Lingxian stood up barely, and her bent knees were already barely forced.
bullet?
A mass weapon in the world?
The weapons that are only read in the large picture are transformed into Lingxian's hands.
Facing the metal storm, Xiela calmly shuttled through the gaps of the metal storm, and dodged gracefully like walking in the garden.
Step by step, step by step.
Xiela stood in front of the blood-filled Lingxian and showed a very sweet smile.
She raised her hands and grabbed the Japanese knife that was slashed from both sides. Without a blink of an eye, she was enough for Shera to grasp the Japanese knife's body with her fingers.
The next moment, Yao Meng pulled out another Japanese sword Bailou sword on her waist. The half spirit beside her also turned into the appearance of Yao Meng the next moment, pulling out the realistic Guanlou sword and Bailou sword.
Lingxian's pupils have turned on the recording function for some reason.
Then, with her expression becoming more and more shocked reaction, Xiela first casually released the blades of two Japanese swords, and slowly walked past the White Lou Sword that was wielding up with the White Lou Sword using the White Lou Sword. The White Lou Sword swept through her, but in Lingxian's vision that had slowed down by nearly a hundred times, Xiela seemed to be interested in the pattern of the White Lou Sword, and even stroked it with her hands.
Then she walked past the half spirit who was sneaking behind her like walking in her garden to enjoy flowers, and began to observe the sword pattern of the longer Guanlou Sword. She looked at Radie, who was let go and fell backward with curious eyes.
Her palm slapped Raddy's body, and her finger claws gently scratched Raddy's arm holding the Japanese knife that exuded a beautiful color.
She raised her foot, kicked the back of the half-spirit who sneaked into her in the opposite direction, and kicked her towards her body.
It seems to be restored by slow time...
Bang!!
The sound of unpleasant air being torn apart.
Without even a blink of an eye, Raddy's arm was completely dyed red by blood. She let out the beautiful Japanese sword with a wailing cry, and Yao Meng's half-spirit knocked over Yao Meng and rolled the gourd on the ground with Yao Meng.
Xiela grabbed the beautiful Japanese knife with her right hand, and then smiled and left a thin red line on the knee of the jumping back.
Before the blood splattered, the Japanese sword was thrown by Xie La at Yaomeng and Half Spirit, pierced through two identical girls, and nailed them to the ground.
It's just everything that happens in a second.
The strength gap is so big, why can't you see it? Why?
Sheira Michel Scarlet, as Scarlet's parents, was affected by the fate of Remelia.
More like a vampire than Remelia Scarlett, and more proficient in the power than Fran Scarlett.
But when Xiela fights, he has a bad habit.
The damage she causes to the enemy often exceeds the injury. She obviously has the chance to kill with one blow, but she often tortures the enemy to death.
The confused and innocent smile was filled with malicious intentions.
There is obviously no calculation or chance of winning, why do you stand up? Why?
It hurts so much, it’s incredible that my skin can still remain on my body now. For the first time, I am glad that my Moon Rabbit weapon was, and I have received many drug experiments from the master craftsman, and I have excellent recovery ability...
Lingxian climbed up again, but the damage suffered from her knees was not so easy to heal.
Raddy climbed up from the ground. After all, compared to the monster, her original essence was just a forgotten thing of winter, but now her essence was a Japanese sword.
As for the act of wanting to dig out all the blood and flesh on her right arm, the splashing bright red quickly turned into a snowy color, and then the snow on the ground returned to her white jade-like snow bones, returning to her fair and tender fleshy skin.
Ice and snow bones, perhaps this is more suitable for these winter monsters.
For the monsters in Dong, strikes and slashes are meaningless.
Ahem...
The blood was coughed out, and the beautiful Japanese sword inserted into the body did not penetrate the two people at all. When they stabbed the half-spirited demon Meng, the blade had turned into ordinary ice and snow, but the powerful impact still stopped them from hugging each other and rolling the gourd.
I have no idea what the principle is like in a world where Xiela slowed down a hundred times just now...
The Princess of Gaowan who serves and plays with time really feels the eternal and momentary power used by Kaguya of Penglai Mountain.
Time is done?
No, Lord Lingxian, that power is not to cāo of time, but to cut the time... Grandpa below, um...
When talking about grandpa, Yao Meng showed a very painful expression.
Sorry, Miss Yaomeng, it reminds you of sad things...
No, Lord Lingxian, my grandfather didn’t die as you thought, but he just... became a sister... It made me a little difficult to talk about.
...... Σ(°△°|||)︴
Lingxian said she didn't understand, what was it like to become a sister?
My sister, okay, my grandfather is a master of swordsmanship. He once demonstrated the sword skills of those who were capable of using time and cutting the sword skills of time... After cutting the time, a crack of time will appear, and my grandfather hid in the crack of time and made the same movement as the child just now. No, in terms of movement, she is stronger than my grandfather...
To be continued...