Chapter 134

Ordinary invisibility can't hide aggressive actions, which is probably related to the emotional fluctuation during the attack. Maybe it would be better to give this question to the halfling who is proficient in psychic powers. When fighting, Zhao Meizhen didn't have the energy to think about these questions.

He and Bucher separate around the two sides, a left and a right attack scorpion lion beast. Inspired by psychic powers, the crazy monster is biting a white robed sand robber and pulling out internal organs from her soft belly. To deal with this animal, it is necessary to use heavy weapons to smash its skull. Just now, the sand robber used a bone dagger, which could only cut the skin and create a shallow wound, which had little impact on the war situation.

The sand robbers dare not encircle, they can only use the throwing rope to fire stones to fight back. Scorpion lion beast writhes, uses the corpse to block the stone bullet, howls angrily. However, although he was angry, he turned a blind eye to Zhao Mai and Bucher, who walked past blatantly. Other people, whether they are sand robbers, mantis people or halflings, can guess about it just by thinking about it.

Mantis people know that scorpion lions have a great control over sand thieves, so they can't waste this thug in case of unfavorable situation. He whipped the enemy back. I didn't expect that the fierce sand robber with big stone hammer didn't resist and gave up the way. The mantis man made a sudden leap and took advantage of the situation to rush towards Zhao Mai's back.

"Be careful!" One of the sand robbers gave a silly shout, but it was a wake-up call for Zhao Mai. The Druid whistled and ordered the reserve dogs to go into hiding. The Savior of grain reserves rushed out from a corner of the battlefield and hit the mantis man's thigh with his head. The mantis man said nothing and cut it with a bone tooth dagger. A big cut was made in the dog's skin armour, and some fur was lost in the grain reserve.

"Stupid lion, attack to the right!" The halfling roared, and the command passed along with the psionic power. Meanwhile, Zhao Mai and Bucher have launched an offensive. The sword like a meteor glided, with all the strength of Bucher cut in the scorpion lion beast's neck. Zhao Mai, on the other hand, should be more steady, knowing that when the head is attacked, the tail of the scorpion lion beast is its biggest counter attack. So he straightened up the giant toothed beast, stabbed the scorpion's Tail from the rear, then twisted it horizontally and tore off a part of its tail.

With the blood of paralytic venom splashing out, Zhao Mai hurriedly avoid, and at this time Mantis man also rushed over. It was delayed by grain reserves, lost the best chance to save the field, resulting in the scorpion tail lion was hit hard, and this anger to vent to Zhao Mai!

"Little thief, die Mantis people can't speak clearly and always have a rustle. He used a whip, a stick and a dagger to launch a continuous offensive against Zhao Mai.

Mantis people's martial arts always reveal the beauty, regardless of the range of action is large or small, an elegant irrepressible show. Beauty often represents efficiency, and the pursuit of efficiency beauty has been integrated into the blood of Mantis race. Zhao Mai only insisted on four moves and then he was in a hurry. His defense was full of flaws, and he didn't even have the chance to aim and pull the trigger. Although Mantis people don't know what the muzzle of a musket is, they can still use many weapons to force the blade of a lance out of the threat range.

The whip swung from an unexpected angle and wrapped around Zhao Mai's neck. Rough as sand, the whip tightens and cuts off blood and oxygen. Zhao Mai wanted to cut the whip, but he had to use the giant toothed beast to block the dagger that stabbed his heart. The blurred corner of his eye saw the stick drawn from the other side to the temple, so he could only try to pull his shoulder back, hoping that the giant toothed beast could catch up. "Dang" a loud noise, ears are numb.

The sand robbers have long dispersed to deal with other enemies, while Bucher is still making the final end with the frantically struggling scorpion lion beast. "Grandfather" with four men, has pushed the mantis man to the corner, see Zhao Mai who is about to be strangled, hide in the corner of the mouth slightly raised under the towel. Although there are still halflings to be solved, the current fighting rhythm is what he wants most.

Suddenly, a spear came from his side and penetrated into his ribs. With anger and horror, he saw the confused eyes of his men. "How dare you betray me?" Grandfather roared, and the stone hammer broke the man's head.

The wound under the rib is very painful, the blood dyed the robe red, like a blooming rose. They all wear armor under their white robes, and "grandfather" still has a hard armor made of the scale skin of sand lizard. But no one should know that this armor didn't protect the side waist. It should be the secret of the secret?!

There is no traitor, there can not be only one traitor. It takes a lot of courage to betray, but you can't gather such courage alone. As for the sand robbers killed by Mantis? It looks like another traitor, because those who fight with the enemy wholeheartedly will not be killed so soon.

The stone hammer in her hand became hot, like the sand under the hot sun, like her skin. It seems that memories of the past appear in front of us, and some forgotten fragments also emerge. By the way, he remembered that latuma's sister was pushed to the quicksand pit and drowned by herself. Although she didn't obey the discipline and deserved the punishment, would latuma hide her cruel mind so far and plan revenge secretly?

The more you think about it, the more likely it is. The more you look at him, the more you seem to be hiding something. Grandfather took a deep breath, avoided the mantis man's weapon, quietly picked up a stone and threw it out. Flying stone on the ground a shot, turning an arc hit latuma's knee. Just a stagger, this "hidden evil" guy fell on his knees, just rolled in front of him.He looked down and saw that ratuma reached into his arms and wanted to take out something. "You traitor!" The big grandfather was so angry that he hit him down with a hammer and smashed his upper body to pieces. From the middle of the fingers that had become paste, my grandfather found a dagger, a sharp dagger polished with obsidian. "This is the evidence!" He picked up the dagger and showed it to others: "they are all traitors..."

Before the word "Tu" was called out, his stomach was pierced by a stone spear. Mantis people have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and finally they can solve the problem of this master with a hammer. My grandfather roared, but he didn't retreat at all. He grabbed the spear in one hand and pulled it deeper. He raised the hammer in the other hand and smashed it. Mantis people are very flexible, but their insect like slender bodies are not strong and tough. The hard way is not good. And no matter the whip or the bone tooth dagger, they can't stop the heavy stone hammer. The mantis man's shoulder was smashed into his chest, and green blood splashed around. He couldn't even howl, so he was hit on the head again by a hammer and exploded like a watermelon.

My grandfather pulled out the stone spear, and it was impossible for him to heal himself. Even the doctors were helpless. Unless a priest or a high templar can jump out of the crack in the mountain, this life will be confessed. He opened his robe to see how much time he had left, but unexpectedly found that he had only one wound in his stomach, and his side waist was not hurt at all. What's going on? He didn't understand.

On one side of the battlefield, the halfling's luminous eyes darkened. He took back the soul antennae in the head of the sand bandit and began to choose the next control target. These sand robbers are lack of mental protection in their minds, and it's not troublesome to do things, but after all, it involves energy. Soon, he fixed his eyes on the big man. He could tear off the head of the scorpion lion with his hands. What a natural power!

As for the man who is about to be strangled, the weapons in his hand are quite valuable, enough to make up for this loss, and then he can make a lot of money!