Chapter 178

"Is there anything special about this dagger?" Zhao Mai didn't learn the knowledge of magic item identification, so he had no clue at all. But sadiri is a mage, and cotander, they may have a way to identify.

"This guy is much better than the mangrove orcs." Bucher came over and squatted down to examine the body carefully. "Well, there's no heartbeat or breathing. I'm sure it's dead."

"If it wasn't for the shield, I could have knocked him down with a few faces." Ricardo scratched his head, too. In this way, Zhao Mai also felt that something was wrong. "The soldiers of the masked alliance were so poor before? Why is his nose not cut by me? "

This thought has just sprouted, suddenly changed! From the ruins of the building, a crossbow and arrow through the cracks in the wall, straight to Zhao Mai's chest hit. Zhao Mai raised his dagger at the critical moment to stop him. But the arrow did not touch the dagger, but the two suddenly exploded together. A violent flash, a dizzy noise, the three people together shrouded in. The huge roar damaged the eardrum, the shock wave bounced them all away, fell heavily on the sand pile, and covered them with flowing sand.

Zhao Mai found that he was paralyzed under his neck, and his facial nerves were seriously affected. He could hardly move except his mouth. He ordered the force to move from head to foot, trying to get through the nervous system. But in addition to feeling a little body pain, the force is trapped in a quagmire, unable to take shape at all, let alone cast a spell. Unable to twist his head, Zhao Mai could only squint his eyes and watch as the rubble was lifted and thrown aside. The Tauren stood up from inside, holding a crossbow the size of a palm in his hand. His nose was still bleeding slowly. It seemed that this was the one who was hurt by Ricardo.

"Attack Zhao Mai yelled. But the three black scale lizards did not move, lying far on the sand dunes, blinking their black eyes to observe the situation of the battlefield, and did not respond to Zhao Mai's order at all.

"Don't bother, you can't use any power. I didn't expect you bastards to consume me so much! Five gold coins! Asshole, asshole He raised his bow and fired another arrow at Bucher. The strong man's body shook for a while, and then it stopped moving completely. "You son of a bitch! Come to me

"Lucky for you, I can't kill you." The Tauren looked down at Ricardo as he passed by. "Is the sword easy to use? Why don't you thank me? I'll give you a better chance to win the competition

"I would be a champion without you, you only do it for your own purpose!" There was an angry flame in his eyes. He wanted to get up and tear the Tauren to pieces. But because the body is paralyzed and controlled, it can't move at all, so it can't move. The Tauren stepped down on his chest and buried him half in the sand. "The hero and liberator of tyre." The Tauren hummed and laughed twice: "not at my feet?"

Zhao Mai's mind turns rapidly, trying to get rid of the current predicament. But no matter it's physical power, natural force or psychic power, it can't be used. He watched the big feet of the Tauren appear in front of him, and then the ugly face, looking down at himself.

"You meddle too much, Lord." The Tauren took down a crossbow from his belt, carefully tightened it, and then went up. "Remember that entea killed you and buried a period of history."

"If I die, can the future change?" Zhao Meiling machine move, suddenly said.

"It makes no difference to me." He said it after two seconds' delay.

For a moment, a glowing whip rolled around the Tauren's neck and pulled hard. The Tauren staggered backward and fired the crossbow. As soon as Zhao Mai felt the corner of his eye cool, the arrow flashed past his ear and inserted into the sand. Then he turned his head and saw the Templar tyxian pull down the Tauren with a whip and hit the Tauren on the head with a hammer.

The Tauren threw down the crossbow, and in the process of falling backward, he suddenly rotated half a circle and turned into a face down position, thus landing on all fours and raising his head. When the hammer came down, there was a loud bang. The hammer smashed, and the horn of the ox was smashed and fell into the sand.

Blood flowed from the broken corner and trickled down the Tauren's eyebrows and mouth. He made a sudden effort in all his limbs, trying to pull him over. Feeling the huge pull on his hand, the Templar quickly released the whip. His palm was scratched by a whip, and it was burning. But tessian clenched his fist, not to be seen.

"Ah, Titian, Lord Templar." The Tauren stood up, took the whip from his neck and threw it aside with a scornful smile on his lips. "Are you here, too? So busy today? What else do you want to do to me when you are unarmed? "

There was no expression on the dark face of the Templar. He dropped the handle of the hammer and took out a dagger. It was a magic dagger from glarion, which was snatched from Zhao Mai by tessian. Now the robbers have saved the enemy's life and are still fighting for the owner with stolen goods. People have to sigh about the changeable fate.

People who can become high-level Templars are not ordinary people and always have outstanding advantages in some aspects. From the point of view of martial arts alone, tessian is certainly not as good as Bucher, and may also be slightly inferior to Ricardo. But with the training of psychic powers, tessian is more cruel and cruel, and his fighting methods are more diverse. The fist made of psionic power and the real weapon hit the Tauren's body at the same time, and the shock wave after wave came from the soul. The desert scorpion summoned by using the spar constantly stabs out poisonous needles from under the sand. Tauren was soon injured in many places, and Taixian seemed to be at ease. Tauren without shield has greatly reduced their strength. What's more, like Ricardo and others, Tessen is also the focus of planetary will. Tauren did not dare to kill him for fear of causing trouble. But I don't know why, Tauren was at a disadvantage, but did not choose to run away, and thaxian entangled him alone! Zhao Mai lowered his doubts and continued to pay attention to the fighting there.He found that as the battle continued, it was the Tauren who gradually gained the upper hand. His wounds did not recover, it should not be the performance of the body's resilience, but Tauren's endurance seems endless, just like a machine with lasting power. On the other hand, the Templar's face turned red and his breathing became more and more urgent. After a long time of fighting, his explosive power was still there, but he could not fight for a long time.

As they fought and moved, they soon reached the other side of the dune and left Zhao Mai's sight. He knew very well in his heart that he could not place all his hopes on him, not to mention whether he could win or not. Even if the Templar won, he might still die. "Calm down, calm down first, and then think of a way!" Zhao Mai slowed down and deepened his breathing, and then began to think about the state of his body.

The heart is still beating normally, and so is breathing, which indicates that the connection between the brain and the body is normal, at least the signal in this aspect has not been blocked. This shows that the natural force can still circulate in the body, but the ability of active control is weakened. After all, Zhao Mai can control the area of eyes, nose and mouth.

First set a small goal, such as establishing a small natural force cycle of the head, and then push down. But after several attempts, there is no connection between the circulation of the head and the recovery control of the body. This road is blocked.

The sand kept flowing, and now it had covered both legs. Zhao Meiling machine move, why can he feel the sand moving through his legs? Should I lose my intuition below my neck? After careful analysis, he finally realized that under his body, the energy vortex formed by blasphemy magic was still weak and continued to absorb the surrounding energy. This whirlpool was first caused by shatili's out of control magic. After Zhao Mai captured it, although he used most of his power to cast quicksand, Druid magic and mage arcane magic required different energy attributes, so the whirlpool was not consumed completely. Now, it is blindly absorbing all the forces around it, including the force used by Tauren to limit Zhao Mai.

Zhao Mai's legs were buried under the sand and were first absorbed by the vortex, which weakened the effect, so Zhao Mai could recover some consciousness. In this case, Zhao Mai was so ruthless that he could move his legs slightly from side to side, making the sand flow faster and burying himself slowly and completely.

He held his breath, hoping that the whirlpool of profane magic would be faster and fiercer, and all the shackles on his body would be removed!