More than a dozen primary auxiliary techniques are activated at the same time, increasing the speed of the heavy sword to several times the previous one.
"Become a star! Lord instructor!" Mular roared and swung the hilt of the sword wildly, trying to swing Xi Ruila away directly.
With the superposition of explosive power and auxiliary magic, a sonic boom sound even came from the high-speed moving sword tip.
This was Mular's all-out attack.
After all, he is a weapon caster, and his only advantage is his arm strength.
Xi Ruila turned her head and refused to look at the other party. She was a little disgusted with this behavior of increasing her momentum by yelling.
Gently point your toes backwards, control the tilt angle of your body and avoid the heavy sword by a slight difference.
Her speed was not fast, she just predicted the trajectory of the sword blade in advance.
When I saw the heavy sword at the first glance, I had already analyzed all the art structures engraved in it.
Therefore, the opponent's next tactics are obvious.
Although Mular's attack was ineffective, his next words caused a little damage to Sirira.
"Damn it! Just a little bit! Forgot that the instructor is too short, he should cut it down!"
Mular seemed very regretful, and while muttering, he threw himself out with the help of the inertia of the heavy sword to prevent the instructor from beating him with his backhand.
Xi Ruila's eyebrows tightened for a moment, and silently kept the accounts in her heart.
She could not take the students' passionate insults and complaints at all.
But if someone teases her height, that's another matter...
"roar!!"
Just as Mular was about to escape, the painted beast roared and shook the sky, and the huge dragon tail smashed down.
"Tsk."
Sirira's tongue was a little disgusted and reached out to grab it in the air.
There is a foot there that someone hasn't been able to escape.
"Why?"
Mulaer, who had rushed into the air, suddenly felt his ankle sinking.
Then he took his most "beloved" instructor to escape from the coverage of Dragon Tail.
Rumble.
The smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the wind moved its thick limbs and bumped into each other.
Sirira's feet gently hit the ground, and with the help of ground friction, he slightly adjusted the direction of Mulaal's forward rushing.
Then, push forward with force.
"Aowoo!" "Aoah!"
After a moment, Xuanfeng and Mular collided passionately.
puff!
The heavy sword was impartial and just inserted into the huge nostrils of the mocking wind.
"...Brother, are you okay? I didn't mean it."
Looking at the wailing beast, Mular smiled awkwardly.
"Huh, hum!"
As he breathed like thunder, he blew his nose hard and squirted out the heavy sword.
Then, a thick ink flowed out, probably the unique nosebleed of the beast.
After chewing his teeth twice, he looked at Mular at Feng and became extremely unkind.
"Hey hey? What are you going to do! We are in the same group!"
Mular quickly took two steps back, and had a bad premonition.
"Roar!" Zhao Feng rushed forward.
"Oh my god, who is that! Take care of your pet!" Mular ran away.
Fu Zhexing's forehead was filled with blue veins, and compared to Mulaer, painting the beast's wind made him even more annoyed.
This painting also lost its chain when he fought with Shangguan Ritian half a year ago.
Sure enough, the elder of the mountain gate really does not deceive me. The painter will have the same kind of beasts as the painter!
Ignoring the man and beast that were fighting together, Fu Zhexing continued to control the bear, and Yazi rushed towards the instructor "Tyrannosaurus" in a leisurely walk.
The negative pellet dives down, and the mouth is filled with sour mist.
Yazi rushed up and opened his mouth and bitten wildly.
But before the acid mist approached Sirira, it turned back into a thin stream of ink and fell to the ground.
The low-level magic is completely ineffective on her, and she will be disturbed by her energy structure and return to her original appearance in an instant...
And Yazi's attack was even more unbearable.
It seemed like it was abnormal distance, and it sang around Xi Ruila and bit left and right, but it just couldn't touch the other person.
Fu Zhexing was frightened and looked carefully. He squinted his eyes and saw a small piece of ground under Yazi's feet moving and rolling on its own, which affected his pace.
What kind of weird magic is this?!
Why can it be activated so accurately under the soles of Yazi's feet?!
Fu Zhexing was confused.
Looking at the only one waiting by the side, he was confused and wondering whether to send the last painting beast to the field to help.
The beasts are powerful in combat, but their disadvantage is their huge size.
Facing the petite Sirira, they cannot effectively use the strategy of siege.
In fact, under normal circumstances, the size gap does not constitute a problem.
Because when both sides fight, in order to get the best opportunity to attack and avoid the opponent's attack, most people will move frequently and quickly, constantly adjusting the distance between the enemy and us.
But Xi Ruila was walking in the garden, either standing still or walking forward slowly.
Domineering is proficient in the art of plants and trees. If you can use vines to imprison the opponent, you will be expected to break the situation.
However, in this way, Fu Zhexing lost his greatest defense.
Although Sirira has no intention of fighting back at the moment, if you target yourself later...
Thinking of this, Fu Zhexing raised half of his hand and put it back, and decided to observe for a while in order to be safe.
Huh huh huh.
The bitter sound of the wind broke out sounded from both sides at the same time.
Xu Fei stabbed hard with his right hand, pointing directly at Xi Ruila's carotid artery with the tip of his left hand. He held the handle of the knife in his left hand and was ready to take action, preparing to cut his waist and abdomen with the next blow.
The four Ulavic brothers had nine long swords unsheathed at the same time, and the dense sword light almost covered Sirira's entire body.
The head turned around and Miao Dao flashed, and Xi Ruila moved left and turned her body to Xu Fei and turned around behind him.
As a result, the two swordsmen could only attack her from the same direction.
In fact, neither one or two directions poses no threat to Sirira.
This kind of pediatric sword technique can easily resist even if she blocks out the five senses.
But...the left and right hands set the knife in two directions...the senses are like a crackling bird flapping its wings, and it looks very stupid! Sirira cannot accept this.