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[0730] From the loser to the god

Small-scale losers are not a threat to Yasuo and the five people.

Even though these violent guys have amazing combat power and are fearless, the few here are not simple characters. Even the weakest Ash is holding Avarosa's longbow in his hand.

In this case, these people who discovered outsiders and rushed over were as if they were rushing towards Level 4 Pantheon of Level 6 mantis. No matter how you look at it, they are all delivering food.

The battle was not so good, and even Cindra had no time to take action. The losers who were on the ground and rushed towards the sled were shot by Ashe one by one.

The silver magic arrows seemed like a gust of wind, appearing out of thin air, and then ejected from the strings of the longbow, piercing through the heads of these lost people with great precision.

The bloody pendant used by the losers to decorate their heads has no meaning in front of Ashe's magic arrows - for these losers, the arrows have already arrived first when they hear the bowstrings ringing!

Even Ashe himself was a little surprised.

As the future "Mother War Reservist", Ashe is indeed able to shoot archers, but her archery level is only excellent, and she is not very amazing at present.

Although Ashe believed that after training, she would inevitably become a sharpshooter like her ancestor Avarosa, she knew very well that she was just an excellent archer now.

But holding the longbow in her hand, this time she was so stupid that she could do whatever she wanted.

These magic arrows after another are not only extremely accurate, but also scary!

When he got the Avarosa longbow, Ashe had already tried to shoot many arrows, but the speed of the arrow was not so fast at that time!

Moreover, in the cold Breath of Enivia, light projectiles like arrows are generally very erratic and almost impossible to be so stable...

In this way, Ashe, who defeated the lost person, fell into confusion - instead, Arrelia, who had been watching Ashe's fight, felt something in her heart.

This kind of shooting of arrows in the wind looks familiar no matter how you look at it.

During the Ionian War, during the battle to defend Presidian, when the enemy did not start to climb the city wall and the two sides shot at each other from the air, the Ionian archers assisted by the Breaking Sword Sect were almost the same.

Um...

This is the power of the deity that is used by the believer unconsciously?

Ashe relies on Yasuo's power?

Raising his eyebrows, Arrilia felt that she had a wonderful new idea.

After a little look, the remaining fighting opportunity was tacitly given to Ashe by everyone.

So, one person who dared to chase the sled was counted and all the people who were lost were blown away by ice arrows.

During this period, there were also a few strong enough losers. They were either pierced by arrows but charged continuously. Some were agile to avoid arrows, but as Asch's firing speed became faster and faster, they would still fall on the ice field.

Standing straight on the sled, Ash at this moment seemed to be a Valkyrie holding a longbow.

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Frequent bow drawing made Ashe quickly exhausted. As her arms became more and more sore, she finally stopped, and then sat silently in the corner of the sled, gasping for breath.

During this period, except for Yasuo, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, the other three people carefully observed Ash's state. From the results, Ash seemed to be able to use a little bit of the power of the wind and did not get a physical inheritance from Yasuo.

Then, just as Asi wondered why everyone was looking at him, Yasuo, who had been moving and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Stop, steel bristle." After twisting his slightly stiff neck, Yasuo stood up and called out to the Vasque wild boar that was still running wildly, "You are ready to face the impact of the lost!"

These people didn't bother to continue observing Ash. Everyone was alert at the first time. They quickly picked up their weapons, jumped off the sled, and observed the situation around them.

The next moment, the rumbling thunder rolled over from the horizon, and in this thunder like purple lightning, a huge shadow enveloped everyone's figures.

At the same time, an extremely huge body crossed the ridge and came to the narrow plain in front of him.

This is a real "giant" bear.

The towering body stood upright and was visually 50 meters away. From bottom to top, it looked as stern as a mountain.

On the black hair, blood and mud condensed into a thick layer of primitive and wild "armor", and arcs seemed to be alive, flashing and roaring on this thick layer of armor.

What is more amazing than this oppressive body is the scarlet eyes of the giant bear.

There seemed to be endless anger burning in the pupils, and there seemed to be countless cunning arcs jumping, wild and cunning, both of which were so perfectly condensed in everything!

Almost at the moment of its appearance, the giant bear hit the ground and rushed towards the sled. Although the body of this god was huge, its flexibility was quite amazing. It was almost just a flash of lightning, and the figure wrapped in lightning and thunder appeared within a hundred steps of the sled.

Ashe subconsciously tapped the bow and arrow, but Yasuo stopped immediately.

"You are responsible for the losers around you!" He rushed towards the giant bear with a big stride, and Yasuo's body quickly expanded, "I'll leave this big bear to me!"

The distance of a hundred steps requires a few seconds for ordinary people, but for these two giants it is just a distance between the blink of an eye. Before Yasuo finished speaking, the Dark Seed Blade that expanded synchronously in his hand had already stepped up against the trend and slashed towards Wallybel who was stroking!

Faced with Yasuo's powerful slash, Volibell roared and simply lit up his sharp claws!

The next moment, with a thunderous sound, the great sword and sharp claws collided.

The Dark Seed Long Sword is not a metal product, but the body of the once Atox.

Claws are not metal weapons, but they are the ones that Wollibel is most familiar with.

The sword claws intersected, and each person and the bear paused for a moment.

This time the struggle seemed to be evenly matched.

Only Yasuo knew in his heart that his absolute strength might not be as strong as this Immortal Crazy Thunder... The strength of this bear is indeed a bit scary!

Even among the gods, this person is probably known for his strength, right?

But... so what?

With a smile in his heart, Yasuo was not panicked at all - he was not as strong as he was, but at least at the same level,

The advantage of strength does not mean victory!
Chapter completed!
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