6kv Chapter 18 Is this the art of controlling objects?
Chapter 18 Is this the art of controlling objects?
The anvil slammed down, and Gareth took the full force of the blow, falling to the ground unconscious, his fate unknown.
Luna raised her shield and tried to break through, but was immediately stopped by Riftbone. Under the combined attack of Anvil and Riftbone, plus the harassment of two bandits.
She was caught off guard and took several blows before being knocked to the ground by a fractured bone, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The anvil skillfully threw out a net to trap her, and then arranged for its old buddy to subdue her.
He immediately took Crackbone and Skinner and joined them, surrounding Lin'er and Flora.
Luna's defeat was too quick.
Because the two sides were too close, Flora lost the space to shoot arrows and could only draw her own sword.
Looking at the six bandits surrounding him, Lin Er felt uncertain, as he was only at the first level of Qi Refining.
Although he had killed bears and goblins before, he had never faced human bandits and was just an ordinary college student before his transmigration.
Lin Er gripped the bamboo sword tightly; now he could only use flying sword techniques.
next second.
A net was thrown over from the anvil.
Without further hesitation, Lin Er instantly drew his bamboo sword.
A streak of green light flew out from his hand, and with a flash of sword light, the capture net was instantly cut in two.
He controlled the flying sword, aimed at the anvil's neck, and slashed it directly.
The speed was astonishing.
Tiezhen's hair stood on end. He felt as if he had been locked onto by death. He gritted his teeth and, relying on his years of combat experience, suddenly rolled backward.
In an instant.
A sword flashed in a beautiful arc, landing where the anvil had just stood, and a tuft of his beard was chopped off and scattered in the air.
Iron Anvil touched his smooth chin, his face covered in cold sweat.
If I had been a fraction slower, I would have lost my head.
He was horrified and yelled, "What the hell is that move?"
Lin Er's attack failed, and seeing the anvil retreating rapidly, he did not continue to pursue.
His gaze locked onto Soul Eater on the outskirts. This man, armed with a bow and arrow, posed a much greater threat than the bandit leader.
Not only that, but Soul Eater was in the back, his view was blocked, and he looked somewhat bewildered, probably not yet understanding what was happening.
Lin Er immediately slashed with his flying sword. When Soul Eater saw the flying sword coming, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously tried to dodge.
But it was too late.
In an instant, the sword light pierced through the Soul Eater's body.
As a ranged attacker, Soul Eater was only wearing a set of studded leather armor, which only provided average defense and was completely unable to withstand the Tranquil Bamboo Sword.
With a whoosh, a splash of blood erupted.
Soul Eater's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
His upper body was severed at the waist, and he fell to the ground with a thud, dying with his eyes wide open.
Iron Anvil's eyes widened in fury, the whites of his eyes bloodshot. He suppressed his boundless rage and said:
"Everyone be careful of this kid's weird tricks!"
Without the anvil's reminder, the skinners, not having time to grieve for the Soul Eater, rushed towards Lin Er.
Lin Er recalled his flying sword to block them, while pulling Flora backward.
Seeing this, Iron Anvil had a guess in mind and said, "This kid is a ranged attacker. If we get close and take him down, we'll win!"
Without saying a word, Peeling Skin leaped five or six meters with his twin knives in hand, closing in on Lin Er.
He exerted force with both hands simultaneously, slashing his twin swords in a cross shape, the blades creating a gust of wind.
"Whirlwind Slash!"
Is this a martial arts technique?
Lin Er controlled his flying sword to protect himself and block the attack.
A loud clanging sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.
A series of small whirlwinds rushed towards my face, scraping it until it stung.
If it hadn't been stopped and the knife had struck, my body would probably have been shattered into pieces.
Lin Er felt a sudden increase in the consumption of spiritual energy, and felt a little scared.
After Lin Er used his flying sword to stop the skinner, he saw that the skinner's tiger's mouth was throbbing with pain, so he seized the opportunity to slash him with his flying sword.
The skinning reaction was extremely fast; he quickly raised his knife to block, and sparks flew everywhere again.
After blocking the attack, he gritted his teeth and lunged at Lin Er again.
Suddenly, Flora made a move, taking advantage of the skinner's inattention, and stabbed him in the chest with her sword, almost piercing his heart.
Peeling the skin was so frightened that it retreated repeatedly and dared not continue the pursuit.
Lin Er sensed that this guy was very fast and had sharp reflexes, posing a great threat to him.
If I don't kill the skinner first, he might keep coming to ambush me, and my defensive spells might not be able to defend against all of them.
Thinking of this, Lin Er took up his flying sword and went to slay the skinner.
Peeling was prepared. After witnessing the attack characteristics of the flying sword, he made continuous parries, perfectly blocking the flying sword's attack each time.
This guy is tough to deal with.
While Lin Er was fighting Skinner, Anvil and the others caught up. This time, they did not launch a reckless attack, but kept their eyes fixed on the huge threat that was the flying sword.
At this moment, Peeler suddenly shouted, "Boss, after we catch this elf, can I play with it for a day first?"
Iron Anvil cursed, "Go to hell! She's going to sell it for money. If you want to play with it, the second young lady of the Silver Shield family can let you play with it."
Peeling said, "Boss, this isn't fun. I haven't even tried an elf yet."
Iron Anvil cursed again, "You brainless bastard, you want to negotiate with me? We'll talk after we take them down."
Peeling skin with a grin, he said, "Then it's settled."
All the anvil could do was curse, knowing that this would cost them a lot of money.
Lin Er clenched his fists; these bandits were really asking for death.
At this moment, Flora whispered a reminder: "They're trying to provoke you."
"I know." Lin Er didn't turn his head. He asked in return, "Can you stop this double-wielding bandit?"
Flora replied, "I can hold him off for a little while."
"That's fine then." Lin Er had already made up his mind.
Without the slightest hesitation, Flora drew her sword and charged toward Skinner.
Peeling away for a moment, then laughed, "Beauty, are you trying to offer yourself to me?"
Flora ignored him and thrust her sword at him.
Peeling skin's expression changed slightly, and he quickly grabbed his twin swords to parry.
The person on the anvil noticed the skinning process and quickly said, "Go help first."
Seeing Iron Anvil and the others approaching, Lin Er realized this was the moment he had been waiting for. He drew his flying sword and slashed directly at Iron Anvil and the others.
Peeling seemed to realize something and instinctively tried to pull away, but Flora stopped him.
"Your opponent is me." Flora raised her head proudly, confident in her swordsmanship as an elven ranger.
Seeing that the skinner was entangled, Lin Er felt more at ease and focused on controlling the flying sword.
The flying sword flew swiftly through the air, then suddenly fell, a flash of sword light passing by.
Iron Anvil and the others' expressions changed drastically. They raised their weapons and shields to block. They were very adept at dealing with heavily armored units, but when faced with such a fast attack as flying swords, their speed was still somewhat slow.
In the blink of an eye, the two bandits wielding swords and shields were beheaded and fell to the ground like corpses.
On the other side, Luna was also struggling, trying to break free of the capture net.
She suddenly caught a glimpse of the battle on Lin Er's side and saw a flying sword streak green light in the air, easily beheading the bandit.
"My foolish brother, is this the art of object manipulation?"