Another Life: Elf Archer

Seeing the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer finally appearing, Nian Nian couldn't tell whether it was regret or relief, but there was always a feeling of relief.

Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, I finally see hope of ending all this.

Although I have never received tasks that were more time-consuming and energy-consuming before, I still feel that this journey is really exhausting.

Even the narrow escape mission of following the group to catch the Blue Emperor Whale was not so difficult now that I think about it.

As he got closer, Zimo also saw those figures, and naturally noticed the conspicuous deer-shaped figure.

Zimo's sword was never unsheathed and hung on his waist.His right hand rested leisurely on the handle of the knife, and it was unclear whether he was holding the handle or not.

And now, finally seeing the goal of this trip, and seeing the goal that he had spent so many days planning and pursuing with so much effort, Zimo's hand tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and after a while he felt some sweaty itching in the palm of his hand. It was like holding a soldering iron.

Zimo seemed to have glanced at the position of the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer inadvertently, and then looked at Sanchi Shui standing next to it holding a sword.

It seemed that the strange self-protection mechanism had been activated again, and the man once again looked like a dull machine.

And the other two people...

Zimo looked up, but he didn't see the compass that Mingtang players always prepared. Looking down again, he didn't find that Sui had any intention of playing any music.

Is this resistance?Or do you have some other plans?

These two questions passed in just a flash. Zimo had already stepped out of the foggy forest and walked towards the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer.

Sure enough, as he stepped onto the forest clearing, Sanchi Shui had already rushed forward and slashed at him with his sword.

Zimo's sword had already been unsheathed, and one strike overwhelmed Sanchi Shui's sword.

Almost at the same time, a green arrow flew out from behind Zimo. Judging from its direction, it was aimed at one of the antlers of the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer.

Shi Sui ducked out of the way and was sent to the tip of Nian Nian's arrow. At the same time, Tang Qingli raised his hand and threw out a compass, which flew to Zimo's head.

The two arrows arrived again, green and blue intertwined. The blue one stuck lightly to the bottom of the compass, freezing itself and the compass together, and then fell to the ground together.

The light of the other green arrow suddenly accelerated, catching up with the first arrow - this arrow was no more than a punch away from Shi Sui's chest - and split it in half, and finally hit Shi Sui's chest. The first one was bent at a right angle to the ground, leaving a deep hole in the ground.

Zimo did not look at Nian Nian's response, but slashed at Sanchi Shui again, only forcing San Chi Shui to take a step back, holding the sword with both hands to support himself.

Tsk, as expected, the counterfeit is really weak!

Zi Mo secretly cursed, and he swung the sword unceremoniously, but it was in vain. It turned out that San Chi Shui had already ducked out of Zi Mo's blade path, and the looming sword tip stabbed him diagonally. under the ribs.

Zimo grinned, flipped his wrist, turned around and used the back of the knife to deflect the sword, then raised his arm and cut the blade towards Sanchi Shui's neck.

Sanchi Shui once again retreated neatly, but Zi Mo followed closely and stepped on him. The backhand knife was replaced by the forehand, and he slashed at San Chi Shui with a wide open and wide movement, while moving step by step like a dragon and a tiger. Bu Bi retreated three feet into the water.

The compass that had been frozen to the ground by Nian Nian's arrow flew up from the ground in circles, throwing out a few crystal drops of water in the sun. As a result, before it could fly back to Tang Qingli's hand, it was frozen by Nian Nian again. It was sent back to the ground by an arrow and turned into an ice lump.

Zimo, who caught this scene with his peripheral vision, couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This was almost the same as the way she had nailed someone's throat to interfere with the chanting of spells before.

At this time, Sanchi Shui was almost forced to retreat in front of the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer, and Zimo had already seen Sui Kongkong's hands.

this person...

Zimo's reaction was quick enough, and he immediately thought that Shi Sui had probably removed his weapons in advance - for example, giving them to San Chi Shui or Tang Qing Li for safekeeping - to avoid causing trouble to the two of them.

This approach is much smarter... Just as Zimo was thinking like this, he suddenly saw Shi Sui rushing towards him with his fists waving, and swallowed back what he just said.

Let the weak Confucian scholar end up in a physical fight?This deer’s idea is also strange!

Looking at the fists in the fluttering white long sleeves, Zimo felt that he had never played like this since he started playing games, or had he been played like this before?

Zimo looked at Shi Sui's fist and didn't even try to hide. He simply ignored his presence and continued to slash at Sanchi Shui, who had a distorted face.

But Niannian in the distance did not ignore this punch and the other punch.

In addition to Sui, there was also Tang Qingli who was without weapons.At this time, he was just like Sui, punching Zimo in the back.

Looking at the actions of these two people, Nian Nian was speechless for a moment, and a complaint came up in his heart that was exactly the same as Zimo's thoughts at this time.

Nian Nian suppressed the idea of ​​freezing these two people into ice pimples, and shot an arrow at each of them, one left and one right.

An arrow flew diagonally towards Tang Qingli's feet, causing a small wave of soil, which immediately caused Tang Qingli to fall to the side unsteadily.

The other arrow passed through Shi Sui's wide sleeve, and the huge momentum directly deflected Shi Sui's fist.

Tsk tsk, I didn’t see it, Nian Nian shook his head, and quietly disliked Nian Nian’s arm strength.

Zimo's next sword had already hit Sanchi Shui's sword edge, and behind San Chi Shui was the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer that had been standing quietly.

What's wrong?This thought suddenly flashed through Zimo's mind.

Too honest?There is also a weird feeling at this time every year.

Before the two of them could carefully capture this fleeting thought, Sanchi Shui, who had been suppressed by Zimo's sword, suddenly stepped back, turned around, and sent the Yunji Sword in his hand into the neck of the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer.

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