RPAGF Chapter 201 Bixia's Sword
Chapter 201 Bixia's Sword
"Wait! Mendes, wait a moment!"
Mendes paused and turned to look at Bixia, only to see Bixia frantically drawing his sword with an anxious look on his face.
"Bixia, what are you doing? Why don't you draw your sword at this time?"
Mendes shouted in dissatisfaction.
Bixia was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. The sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't pull it out.
"I...my sword seems to be stuck. Don't worry, let me try again!"
When Ye Qing and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh in their hearts.
This pharmacist, Bixia, seems quite capable, but unexpectedly he is so unreliable at the critical moment.
"Haha, it seems that you, the gods' people, are not that good. You can't even draw your swords, and you still want to fight us?"
Lu Linglong taunted.
Zhang Chulan had a serious expression on his face. He understood that although Bixia seemed panicked, they must not take this battle lightly.
After all, the strength of Mendes and other gods and people should not be underestimated.
"Don't be careless. Since they dare to take action, they must have something to rely on."
Zhang Chulan reminded.
At this moment, Bixia finally pulled out his sword. He breathed a sigh of relief, a look of relief on his face: "Okay, now we can begin!"
Lu Linglong's fist collided with the bald man's enhanced left fist in the air, making a dull "bang" sound. Her body shook and she was knocked back by this huge force.
However, the bald man was not feeling well either. His body was also bounced back. "This girl is so strong!"
Before she finished speaking, Lu Linglong had adjusted her posture in the air and landed steadily.
She launched another attack, pouncing on the bald man like a cheetah, her fists whistling and her momentum fierce.
On the other side, the cloaked man waved his hands, and several colorful light blades shot towards Lu Lin.
Lu Lin's body was light and he activated the triple-level reverse life. The light blades drew brilliant arcs around him, but failed to hurt him at all.
With the help of the light blade, he quickly approached the cloaked man, with a cold flash in his eyes: "Sorry, I must win."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Lin's punches and kicks poured out like a rainstorm, showing his advantage in close combat.
The cloaked man was caught off guard and was repeatedly beaten back, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
At the same time, Ye Qing's whole body was shining with golden light, like a god of war descending, and he went straight towards Mendes.
However, Mendes did not give him any chance. He bent his knees and calves, and kicked Ye Qing like lightning.
Ye Qing's heart trembled, and the Golden Bell Cover was activated instantly, absorbing most of this powerful force.
Even so, he still felt his blood boiling, and was secretly shocked: "What a powerful force!"
Mendes looked at Ye Qing who was kicked away by him, his brows furrowed, and his confusion grew even more.
"Who on earth is this guy's golden light? Why does it feel so strange, like kicking an invisible spring?"
Ye Qing’s golden light is extraordinary!
Ye Qing rolled several times in the air and landed steadily. "Mendez, you are very good, but I am not that easy to deal with."
At this time, not far away, the battle between Feng Baobao and the man in the hood had entered a white-hot stage.
Feng Baobao's eyes were sharp, and she raised her leg and kicked the masked man in the vitals.
However, the man in the mask seemed to have been prepared. His figure was like a ghost. He accelerated and easily avoided Feng Baobao's attack. At the same time, he went around behind her. His speed was so fast that it was astonishing.
"Humph, you want to kick me? You're still a little naive!"
The voice of the man in the mask came from behind Feng Baobao, with a hint of teasing.
Feng Baobao snorted coldly, twisted his body instantly, and threw a backhand punch, hitting the masked man in the abdomen.
The man in the mask seemed to have eyes on his back and easily dodged again, while accelerating again.
"This guy is so fast!"
Feng Baobao was secretly surprised. She had never encountered such an elusive opponent.
The man in the mask was dodging Feng Baobao's attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
Feng Baobao's strength cannot be underestimated. She must remain vigilant at all times, otherwise if a flaw is revealed, she may be doomed.
"It seems that I have to use some real skills."
The man in the mask thought to himself, then he accelerated again and rushed towards Feng Baobao like a flash of lightning, with his hands like claws, going straight for her throat.
Feng Baobao's eyes flashed, and he retreated instantly. At the same time, he swung his hand back, and a sharp Qi blade slashed towards the man in the hood.
The man in the mask moved to the side and easily avoided the attack, but he couldn't help but secretly admire Feng Baobao's reaction speed.
"Interesting, looks like we can have a good fight today."
There was a hint of excitement in the masked man's voice. Obviously, he was completely attracted by Feng Baobao's strength and forgot the purpose of his trip.
The masked man swung his knife with lightning speed, drawing a silver arc in the air and pointing directly at Feng Baobao's vest.
A hint of surprise flashed across Feng Baobao's eyes, but her body instinctively leaned back like a feather swaying in the wind, easily avoiding the fatal blow.
"interesting."
"But the game has just begun."
Before he finished speaking, the man in the mask suddenly jumped up again, even faster than before, and swung his knife back, aiming directly at Feng Baobao's vitals.
This time, Feng Baobao was unable to dodge and was cut on her thigh. Blood instantly dyed her trouser legs red.
"Humph, it seems that we have to do something serious."
Feng Baobao snorted coldly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
She quickly took out a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing from her calf. It was her secret weapon that she usually kept hidden on her body. The thickness of Okamoto's 0.01 made it almost transparent, but extremely sharp.
Seeing this, the man in the hood had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by confidence.
"Little girl, your knife may be sharp, but your speed is still not as fast as mine."
Feng Baobao did not answer, but just held the knife tightly, and her figure flashed like a ghost, and she came in front of the man in the mask in an instant.
The knife in her hand swung out like lightning, and the series of attacks were like a storm, making people dazzled.
Although the man in the mask was extremely fast, he had to retreat repeatedly under Feng Baobao's intensive and fierce attacks, and was in danger.
He was secretly surprised that this little girl was so powerful, which was completely beyond his expectations.
"It seems that I have to take this seriously."
The man in the mask took a deep breath and jumped up again. This time, he did not hold back, and each of his strikes contained enough force to kill.
Feng Baobao also tried her best. Her knife drew silver tracks in the air, and sparks flew when it collided with the blade of the man in the mask.
The two figures shuttled quickly across the battlefield, their blades clashed, sparks flew, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Little girl, you are quite capable, but today, you are destined to become the soul that dies under my sword."