Astartes of the Bear School

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In the current 33 halls, the statue of Bodhisattva is cut and cracked by the air blade on the blade.

The ground was lifted and destroyed by the air wave brought by the naginata.

The appendages of the undead insects and the giant swords of the Nanman warriors also left huge and hideous traces of destruction.

Lane is now serving as a firefighter in two battle circles.

He himself focused on the movements of Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, ready to go up and take a head-on attack at any time, so that this huge and light enemy would stay within Weiming Yixin's attack range.

And Mentos used his extraordinary sense of hearing, smell, and touch to collect and integrate the battle situation on the old Robert's side.

Whenever the Southern Barbarian warrior was in danger and was about to fail, Mentos would report the situation to Lan En.

Then the demon hunter's left hand will release a sign at a critical moment, or a supersonic projectile.

Lan En has done the best within his ability, but as time goes by, human physical strength will eventually reach its limit.

The red tengu mask of Ashina Isshin had been blown off by the wind blown by the naginata.

The old Juggernaut even felt easier to breathe because of this.

He has killed at least 40 people today, and now, he still has to fight against a phantom temple master.It is already an age when hair and teeth are about to fall out, and this kind of schedule is too exciting.

This made him couldn't help laughing, he never thought that today, a mask would actually become an obstacle to his strong breathing.

Although Wei Ming Yixin's physical strength is about to bottom out, his martial arts practice still allows him to maintain a high level of every knife.

On the old Robert's side, he was breathing more and more heavily and rapidly, and when the air flow passed through the breathing holes of the steel helmet, he even let out a sharp whistle-like whistle.

Just from the breath, one can feel the dampness and stuffiness in the full-face helmet, as if the wet hair has been attached to the sticky neck.

His southern martial arts may last as long as oriental martial arts when he has practiced to a high level.But now, like Wei Ming Yixin, he can't maintain the power output level when his physical strength is about to bottom out.

His speed and arm strength are inexorably declining.This made Lan En receive notifications from Mentos more frequently.

Among the three, only Lan En's physical strength was quite sufficient.

The magical transformation of the demon hunter makes the muscle tissue of the demon hunter different from that of ordinary people, with higher tolerance and endurance.Enable these monster hunters to wear armor and go up into the forest to wipe out monsters.

The coordination of the gene seeds and the super vitality of the [Second Heart] made Lan En's body even more exaggerated than that of ordinary demon hunters.

But the current situation on the battlefield prevented him from exerting his abundant physical strength.

The opponents on both sides are the three undead insects who are obviously ferocious and surpass the same kind, and the phantom clone of the master of Xianfeng Temple on the other.

If one side collapses, when the two sides merge, they will all die here.

The stalemate is not only seen clearly by Lan En, who is a "firefighter", but also by Wei Ming, who is fighting with the eight hundred monks.

He had fought all his life, and now, even in the vortex of sharp blades, he could feel the development of the situation naturally.

His one piercing eye met Lane's for a fleeting glance.

'Don't do unnecessary things, maintain the current confrontation. '

From that one eye, the meaning was clearly conveyed.

Two enemies, if one is dealt with first, the threat of the other will be greatly reduced.

But judging from the [light body technique], sword skills, and strength currently displayed by the eight hundred bhikkhunis, they can only kill Master Xianfeng first.

Immortal cut!
Had to wait for that knife!

The knife must be obtained before they are consumed!

The huge body made of purple light and shadow once again temporarily repelled the panting sword master, tried to take off, escaped from the battle circle and merged with the three undead worms.

Before Lan En jumped up lightly, the [Dragon Dream] bomb in her hand had already exploded on the trajectory of her jump in advance, and a small cloud of flammable gas was suspended there.

The flying knife in his hand pierced the air and flew towards her head.

The naginata in the hand of the eight hundred bhikkhuni blocked it, and the sparks ignited the flammable gas, and the raging flame exploded instantly.

Although the illusory purple figure is not afraid of fire, it was interrupted from performing the [Light Body Art], and Wei Ming took advantage of the situation to entangle her again.

With the situation at this point, even Lan En began to choose to exchange resources for physical strength.

If someone on both sides can't support it, he must be able to stand up.

"Sir, Robert must do it himself!"

Mentos analysis alerts are concise and crisp.

Because of the weakness of his arm, old Robert didn't have enough strength to hammer an undead insect far enough to gain a reaction gap for the next undead insect's attack.

Right now, there are two centipedes wrapping their teeth and claws around him from two directions!
Signs and arm armor projectiles, because of the angle, cannot be effective in one blow.

Lan En acted decisively. Under the core knowledge of [Bear School of Swordsmanship], his center of gravity was extremely low.

The running posture is like a wolf running very hungry.

"[Alder]!"

The shock wave first smashed an undead worm to the side, and then the Lake Maiden's sword shone with brilliant golden light.

Like cutting tofu with a sharp knife, the magic of slashing and accumulating energy made another undead worm diagonally into two.

The black-red slurry spilled out and wet the ground.

Lan knew it was useless, the dismembered worm would reattach the cut in less than a second, and burning the cut was useless.

The immortality that is already close to the curse, it is estimated that even the conservation of mass is not obeyed.

These centipedes are also different from the ordinary Immortal Buddhas in Xianfeng Temple, even the freezing effect of [Northern Wind] has little effect.

The power of magic sometimes makes people who look at the world rationally feel unacceptable, but this power exists.

Unreasonable existence exists.

Lan En helped old Robert out of the siege, and immediately turned around to block the eight hundred bhikuni.

But old Robert's iron gauntlet grabbed him abnormally.

After being startled for a moment, Lan En seemed to understand something, and stared at Old Robert with wide eyes.

"I can't take it anymore."

The middle-aged male voice under the armor was tired and numb.Talking about a matter of life and death is like talking about rotten fruit on the dinner table.

"I can hold on. About 2 minutes. I'm sorry, I can only leave it to you later."

'Can't hold on' and 'can hold on', these two sentences sound contradictory.

But Lann understood.

Old Robert's combat power largely relied on armor and giant swords.Now, he is almost unable to wield the giant sword, but... he still has a suit of armor.

Although the armor would bleed under the mouth of an ordinary undead insect, if the whole body threw itself on Master Xianfeng's body and entangled him, it would last at least 2 minutes.

Lan En opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, old Robert didn't expect Lane to say anything.

He just said clearly in the damp and stuffy helmet: "Thank you."

The 'thank you' that Lan En heard in the side hall was not a hallucination.The Nanban warriors were grateful for this young man.

This is his hatred, this is his pain.

He should have rushed into this devil's lair alone, played with and killed.Or foolishly guarding the gate for these murderers after the death of their sons.

But now, he followed Lan En to kill here, until now.

At least in his eyes, he was not alone or regretful when he left.

For this reason, he is willing to use his pain before death to fight for Lan En for 2 minutes.

Just 2 minutes.

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(End of this chapter)