Chapter 1332: Goblin

   "Goblin! What a goblin!" Seeing an elven scout riding a white unicorn war horse, walking on the forest path, the white swordsman headed by him felt that his heartbeat started to accelerate.

  It was the first time that he saw such a beautiful figure and such a beautiful face, and it was also the first time. For the first time there was a long road, and I was so lonely with the primitive impulse and sigh.

  The swordsman in white swallowed a spit, pressing down his companion who was about to stand up subconsciously in a daze.

   "There is a sentence...Senior brother should not only speak improperly..." He lowered his voice, looked at the younger brother beside him, and said with difficulty.

   "Brother... Senior brother respects you for more than ten years... Some things, after all, it depends on fate." The young swordsman who was stopped, raised his sword eyebrows and said.

  After finishing speaking, he also stretched out his hand to stroke his sideburns, looking like I was handsome and confident that I couldn't help it.

"You may not believe it, Junior Brother... After all, this world is respected by the strong." The senior brother sneered, proudly stiffened his chest, and the three bars hanging in his heart filled him with Pride.

  "You are strong...but you are already bald!" The younger brother did not focus on the third-order mark, but instead looked at the more worrying Mediterranean hairstyle of the younger brother.

  In terms of strength, the two are on the same level. Although he can't beat this senior, the other party may not dare to fight for life.

  "Brother! Brother let you...how about Junior Sister Ziyi?" After feeling the eyes of the other person and feeling that he had no chance of winning in the competition for "beauty", the senior brother made a decision.

  No way, although there are many girls these days, they are all rouge and vulgar fans after all, and there are really not many that can catch your eye.

  Before, Junior Sister Ziyi looked pretty good, except she was a little shorter, her waist was a little thicker, her face was a little rounder, and her eyes were a little smaller...and she stood out from the crowd.

   However, compared with the white horse riding in front of me, it is not enough. The one in front of me is completely...that is...it is the best!

   "Senior brother, are you kidding me?" The handsome junior disgusted, "Are you kidding me?": "In life, there are not many opportunities to meet such a superb...not many!"

  Sister Ziyi? Don't you kidding me! Is shoddy interesting? You buy a golf, and you are ashamed to comfort yourself that the Phaeton is the same standard?

"Have a good chat?" A voice sounded behind the two of them. Both of them were surprised at the same time. When they looked over, they found that a female warrior with a better figure and more attractive pointed ears was wearing armor. Riding on horseback overlooking them.

  The swordsman who was called the senior looked at the other side and found that they had been surrounded. The first female warrior who appeared in the distance had blocked their way.

   "Two?" He didn't frown, but his face was full of surprises. There are actually two such beauties! No need to fight this time, one for each is just right!

   "You said one person and two?" The younger brother's expression was even more exciting. He saw that he was surrounded, surrounded by a group of beautiful young ladies!

  This tragic scene made him feel that the blood was boiling! Only the coal boss who walked into the heavens and earth with his handbag can experience this sinister Shura field!

   "Hahahaha!" The brother also saw the elven female warriors who were surrounding him. He couldn't restrain his ecstasy and laughed loudly: "One person and two! The rest, dedicated to Master...We are developed!"

"Rational! Reasonable!" The sword flew out of the junior's waist and hung over his shoulders, with an expression of victory in hand: "Anyway, this time we are making money! We have both wealth and wealth! "

  The bald swordsman leaped up, and his sword was unsheathed from his waist. He wanted to give a loud shout to strengthen his own momentum, but before he could even sip, he saw a gorgeous rune formation on the palm of the opponent's hand.

  A flash of lightning struck it directly. He had no time to dodge, so he could only control his flying sword and take the seemingly powerful blow.

  At the same time, he also stimulated the aura in his body, protected his body, and was ready to take the blow.

   With a crisp sound, thunder and lightning slammed on his flying sword, emitting a shining light. Because of the short distance, this bald swordsman could even smell a burnt smell.

  Before he landed, a series of fireballs struck after the thunder and lightning, which made him embarrassed and backed away again and again.

  When he stood firm in his footsteps again, the free and easy appearance of the white robe was gone, and even the belt was burned.

   "..." The bald swordsman frowned slightly, and he had already put away his thoughts of molesting. He knew that he had to show some real skills to subdue these beauties.

It's a pity that he hasn't waited for him to hold back his big move. The elven scouts over there, who are the most dominant, have already zoomed in on their move... The magic sage of the elven race led by a lightly waved slender arm, and six or seven lightning bolts were connected. A piece of it covered the place where the white swordsman was.

  The unavoidable bald swordsman quickly parried, but the aura of the protective body was penetrated by lightning and fell to the ground with a scream. The thunderbolt was as sharp as a knife, and with the scorching temperature, it directly cut and flew the bald swordsman's arm and half of his body.

  Cleanly, the incised wound was burnt black, and even the blood did not fly out, it was baked directly, sealing the blood vessels.

  On the other side, the handsome swordsman in white still had a confident smile on his face. It's just that his head was held in his hand by the Fashen of another elven race, and his body had fallen aside.

  The wind magic is as sharp as a knife, and it cut his body easily. His flying sword slashed on the defensive magic circle, and it was too late to defend.

  Because of underestimating the enemy, he didn't even use his full strength to launch an attack, and also because of underestimating the enemy, he didn't even release the aura of his body, so he was terminated.

   "The other party's scout is too weak...So far, no one has escaped." Looking at the scorched corpse, the elf female magic sage who had just lost money like thunder and lightning said with disdain.

   Throwing his head away, and dissipating the wind magic entangled in his body, another elven clan magic sage didn’t even glance at the corpse under his feet, and said: "The order is not to let one go! Clear the entire forest!"

  It seems that something has been thought of. When she urged the horse to move forward, she added: "Don't underestimate the enemy!"