〖Ten thousand years is really too long
Blood Elf says
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All eyes are wide open at this moment
With the support of Fei Luo, the first Moore blood elf wizard was walking step by step across the obsidian overpass naturally formed on the Gibraltar River, and walked under the blood-colored giant banners piled up by a large group of blood elves.
Whether this battle needs to be started again depends largely on whether the Mage Moore has accumulated virtue or not.
Fei Luo was naked and strong upper body, carrying a white cloth flag on his shoulder, accompanied the Mage Moore to the place where the army stood opposite him without looking back.
Fei Luo is not fat. He exposed his muscles as strong as rocks, and his shocking scars were crisscrossed, like pine roots. He tied seven long gold and steel knives with a palm-wide copper-headed cowhide belt on his waist. These seven knives were supported by the mammoth heavy cavalry, and finally he was not at the point where there was no sword available on the spot.
Although the Mammoth Sword Saint's back is rough, it is as clean as a piece of white paper. There is no scar on it except the newly shaved stubble. People with some common sense should know that the enemy carrying the white flag in front of him has never had the habit of escaping with his back to the enemy. His scars were all left by facing the enemy head-on.
He was naked and the upper body was also a request from Fat Luo. He believed that he had excellent martial arts skills and even refused the shield of the Lord of Death that the little nun provided to him.
In his words, this is called psychological warfare! No matter whether you fight or not, let the other party be shorter first.
Fei Luo thought he had a good figure. As for the scar, he mostly cut half of it himself. Fei Luo was very vain. When he didn't beat the stick before, he always asked the chef to drip blood on his pants when he slaughtered the beast.
His idea had a good effect. Whether on the surface or underground, a mammoth hero is extremely rare, and a warrior full of glory is even more rare.
A big tree attracts wind, and this kind of warrior is often the most disabled rate on the battlefield
Most of the warriors in Moore's army could hardly believe that there was someone in this world who could be as tall and strong as the King of Hills, the closer they were to this warrior, the more they felt that they were looking up at the mountains in their hearts.
The fat Luo dragon walking and tiger walking through the army of thousands of horses, wearing seven long Vajra swords, still had the signature and playful smile on his face.
In order to pose, Fei Luo's eyes were covered with the pair of golden silk ink crystal glasses. Even though it was covered with a pair of big copper bell-like eyebrows, the eyes that looked as if the sword was scattered, were still shooting from the world behind the sunglasses on this battlefield.
Fei Luo's eyes were unscrupulous and rampant. His eyes were like the sparks that burst out when he hit the machete on the iron, without the slightest awareness of carrying the white flag.
His expression was like a general who was victorious in the battlefield and was patrolling the opponent who came to die again
Liu Zhenhan took all the soldiers out of the valley from the U-shaped pass and came to the north shore.
This is also to prevent the final plan if the talk collapses. Instead of guarding the valley gap, it is better to block the bridgehead of the beehive-like stone bridge than to guard the valley gap.
If you kill the eyes red, you will not be able to knock back these guys. Liu Zhenhan has the most helpless move to use a space ring to carry the soldiers to each other, and then slide his feet.
But if you do that, Liu Zhenhan's careful efforts will be wasted
The gray dwarf warriors on the south bank were terrified. In the opposite valley, in addition to the old opponents of the Antarctic Warrior and the Tifeng Giant, there were dozens of opponents who looked exactly the same as this enemy envoy carrying the white flag. They were strong carved from the same mold, long noses with arms, blizzards, and the arrogant and cold eyes that were unforgettable after a glance.
Behind them, there was a stronger samurai who was shaved with fierce bald head and two whales slanted obliquely.
Behind this stronger samurai, there was a particularly strong samurai who had a pair of evil triangular eyes.
When did the underground Rage Flame Continent have so many warriors like gods?
The grey dwarf warriors who advocated force and believed in violence were staring at the horrid eyes of this large group of warriors who were too oppressive in appearance. Their hearts suddenly sank, and all kinds of guesses were as messy as a kaleidoscope.
Liu Zhenhan stepped out from the crowd step by step under the atmosphere of the stars and moon, standing proudly in the forefront of all the warriors, looking at Moores under the blood-colored giant banner across the river. Although the light here is no longer as hot as in the Flame Valley, every Moore, every gray dwarf, and every cow eagle man's eyes focused on him at the moment he appeared.
No matter how bright the stars in the night sky are, after dawn, the brightest light will always be Dipolo
Liu's shocked eyes were like the dazzling sunshine, nourishing the world and everything, but once you stare at him, your eyes will slip away involuntarily, because he is always blooming with the light that is unseen.
Forty musk-man air cavalry drove the Newton giant bird under their crotch, spreading the beggar meat wings that were stitching, and echoing the Moore air cavalry riding pig-faced troll bats on the other side. The tide lord Gerrion flashed with huge wind wings, and after a series of strange laughs, he disappeared into the air out of thin air.
No matter who it is, he will be frightened by a super-level monster that can use invisibility. Moores on the other side are immediately in chaos. After a bunch of bloody mist burst out from the hands of the Moore mages who were turning blood-colored light balls around their necks, spreading into the sky. Detection magic and shields are sold all the time.
Lord Lord, I have been standing for a long time with my tail on my face. Should I let me go down and rest? The samurai warrior Olajuwon suppressed his throat and muttered to the Lord Lord in the distance.
Persist, it is not common for warriors who are eight meters high. If you turn your tails on, it is not as tall as me, and you will intimidate the other party.
Before the lord could speak, the whale warrior Feigao gave Medusa a fierce look.
Three breaths, half Nedved stood behind Liu Zhenhan and squirmed his lips slightly
The House clan archer Zheqin also has dozens of armor-breaking demon arrows, but she hasn't been willing to use them just now
The meaning of his statement was: At this distance, with the super range of the Flea Tendon Bow and his archery skills, it is absolutely no problem to snipe half of the Moore Mages with blood cells around their necks between three breaths, with no problem with the opponent's sniping half of the Moore Mages who are surrounded by blood cells around their necks in three breaths.
Any army has shortcomings, Moore is no exception. The magician who should be intensively protected. Due to the regret of the height of the gray dwarf, he will never be able to do it perfectly.
Moreover, these blood elf mages should not ignore the power of the other party's crossbow, and stood at a distance that they thought was safe.
With the weak physique and the habit of not focusing on armor, the strong bow of the flea tendon can penetrate several people with one arrow.
Ten thousand years ago, the bed crossbow was indeed not invented
Liu Zhenhan was speechless when he heard the words of the archer. If he really took that step and deviated from his original intention, what should he do?
The situation seems to be heading towards a bad place
Since the white flag had been cast, the hostility of Moore's army still did not change at all. The two hill dwarf kings who were beating drums turned around and stared at the slowly approaching Fei Luo with cold eyes.
One on the left and one on the right, two huge bodies blocked Rodman's way forward
Of course there is no problem with the gap left by the two of them. Rodman thought it was a little smaller. The two hill kings did not look like they would give way. The dwarves were originally known for their strength. The dwarves who were one meter and two tall could already be compared with the Taurus. The five-meter-high hill dwarves king, even if they were poor in imagination, could imagine how terrifying their strength would be. Compared with them, the Mammoth Strongman was probably slightly inferior.
The two kings of the hills were still beating the war drums desperately, as if they were demonstrating. The huge drum sound could reduce a normal person's hearing to ninety degrees. Their eyes had a flame of hatred that was suppressed and deformed.
In front of these four flames, even steel will be burned and melted.
The gray dwarf soldiers around him saw this secret battle and immediately started to thrust their throats desperately.
Fei Luo's eyes glanced across the faces of the gray dwarf soldiers around him. Each gray dwarf soldier who was swept by his eyes couldn't help but lower the volume by an octave. When these gray dwarf soldiers realized the timidity and cowardice they had inadvertently showed, and were about to make the situation back with a bigger tone, they were greeted by a faint ridicule on the corner of Fei Luo's lips.
The flames ejected from the eyes of the two hill kings became even more violent, and the hostility of the two ghosts slapping the door became more and more intense. Rodman's eyes met this provocation. His steps were still heavy and powerful, without any timidity.
Everyone noticed a detail. The majestic warrior had used his fingers to pick out the two knife handles by his waist. The solid blade and the scabbard gently rubbed a little hoarse friction.
The clear expression on Fei Luo's face told everyone that if anyone dared to block his way, he would definitely be stabbed by him.
The two hill kings hesitated for a moment. Maybe they didn't expect that the enemy who carried the white flag had such courage. Just this one was stunned. Rodman walked towards them without dodging. The two hill kings stared at Rodman's hands tightly. The powerful hands had already exposed their veins. The two hill dwarf kings finally made way out when he approached.
In front is the staggering blood elf mage, behind is Rodman with his waist straight and straight. Until they both passed through, the two kings of the hill were still staring at Fei Luo's back, with complex eyes.
Rodman is indeed a generous flower worm! Seeing this scene, even the boss who silently sweated for Fei Luo on the other side of the river couldn't help but shout.
The released blood elf mage and a majestic Moore elf under the blood-colored giant banner connected their heads
Rodman stood consciously on the periphery. All the words of these blood elves were elves. Even if he came over, he couldn't understand them. So he simply stopped joining in the fun.
Fei Luo's small eyes were sometimes turned around on the neck artery of the two hill kings not far away, as if he was choosing a cut incision; he was sometimes looking at the Gibraltar River, as if he was choosing a perfect retreat in case of a melee
The Moores' talks were almost the most important moment when they decided the future of the indigenous people of the Noori Continent and Liu's dream of shaking the enclosure.
Everyone held their breath, and the militia held the weapons in their hands, tightened and loose, loose and tighter.
Originally, the discussion between the two Moores gradually attracted the participation of other Moores. Looking across the river, these Moores seemed to be very fiercely arguing.
A smile appeared on Liu Zhen's face. The argument means that the Moore who was released back did not speak nonsense. It seems that these blood elves are indeed persistent in their belief in returning to the surface.
Soon, the Moore elf who was released as a peace messenger walked towards Fei Luo who was waiting aside with a spring breeze. Although his steps were still so staggering, his face was full of a smug smile.
Fat Luo raised his eyebrows at the Moore Elf and smiled with a smile on his lips.
All the Bemon warriors on this side of the river bank looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that there was a door!
Everyone seemed to underestimate the cunning of the Fallen Elf. Whether it was Liu Zhenhan or Fei Luo, it was too early to be happy!
There was no sign. Perhaps Moore's way of issuing combat orders was very hidden. Several troll bats hovering above Fei Luo's head shot at least five long swords wrapped in red light, which penetrated Fei Luo's head.
Rodman was surrounded by the enemy camp and was already defending himself again and again, and did not dare to relax at all. However, at this moment, he saw the Mage Moore who was with him showing a look of successful communication, and his breath was also relieved.
Suddenly, I was attacked with a sneak attack, although I was a little busy, but after all, I was still very busy. A light slide brought out three clangs of dragon sounds. Several cold lights suddenly rose, and sparks flashed on the heavy iron curtains that were flying in the air. These calyx swords were all cut into pieces of scrap iron by the long sword of the Diamond.
The furious Mammoth Sword Saint realized that the treacherous Mage Moore was actually confusing him. He was about to rush over and ended up with this damn Mage Moore. He suddenly suffered two heavy blows on his back, his chest was trembling, his eyes turned black, and he could no longer control himself. He opened his mouth and sprayed a rain of bright red blood.
A Moore wielded, and the blood spurted out by Fei Luo was like a swimming snake.
Suddenly he sucked into his hand, and mixed it into a string of blood cells, shooting towards the swords that were held horizontally in the hands of the swordsmen who were riding on the pig-faced troll bats in the air
Blood Dependence!
Once attacked by his own blood, the full of passionate blood may be sucked out of his body! The partial magic has its own evil!
We need your magic teleportation array! But we don’t want to give up hatred either!
The blood elf mage who was released back laughed: As long as you catch you, there will naturally be a way for you to help us create a magic teleportation array!
Obisrachi! Liu Zhenhan opened his clothes with a grin, and the Guli musket in the pocket flashed with a moving light
Only the Behemoths on the other side of the river could see clearly that the two hill dwarf kings suddenly and insidiously took advantage of Rodman's back to them. The weapon of the sneak attack was the beast bone drumsticks with gray light in their hands. Driven by the powerful force of the two hill kings, the two beast bone drumsticks flashed like electric flowers, wrapped in a ball of silver-gray energy and hit Rodman's strong back hard.
Damn ‘Storm Maul’! Chief Tifeng roared, and his hands immediately pulled a huge distance away. A meteorite as big as a flaming light slowly condensed into its prototype.
Two storm hammers that hit Rodman were indeed extremely domineering. The physical power of the Hill Dwarf King was really shocking. With Fei Luo's physical fitness and muscle strength, even if Corina beats his chest with an electric cannon and wants to spit blood in his mouth, she must use 70% of her strength. However, these two Hill Kings actually did this with two drumsticks!
What is even more incredible is that these two so-called storm hammers obviously carry a dizzy effect. After Fei Luo was hit by two flying hammers, he immediately began to turn his legs around like he was drunk. The two short, one long and three golden steel machetes in his hands and nose were also weak and weak, and the huge earth was covered with dust.
Dwarves can be said to be the race with the slowest sense of elemental power. The King of Hills can perform like this and is indeed a rare alien among dwarves!
The moment Moores attacked Fei Luo, Nedved immediately returned the color
The Moores originally meant to attack Rodman. The sharp armor-absorbed arrows swept into a fan and broke through the air, piercing through the magic shield they had already opened.
Just like wearing a barbecue kebab, the front row's mage was so cool. In just a blink of an eye, Mage Moore fell down more than ten, all of whom were shot together by feather arrows.
There were small windows on both chest and back, and there were still ice on it, which was absolutely cool
The gray dwarf soldiers around rushed over with their war shields, and the remaining mages lay on the ground without any grace, because they could only rely on the dwarf's height to avoid such ultra-long-range attacks from the other party.
The bat elf knight who instilled blood in the sky was also called by Liu Zhenhan. The splattered shrapnel made the reunited bat knights have a lot of fun. The nine-ring water arrows and fireballs were also mixed in.
However, soon countless blood-type magic began to rescue these bat knights. After protecting themselves, the magician was the best guardian on the battlefield.
The two hill kings did not give Rodman a chance to breathe. The powerful Beamon warrior has a certain natural ability to resist magic. The two hill kings pulled out a giant axe like a door panel behind their waists, holding a drumstick in one hand and holding a giant axe in the other, and pounced on Fat Luo, who was shaking his neck legs in the spot.
The bronze musket in Liu Zhenhan's hand calmly folded the barrel and loaded the bullet. With a gunshot, a king of hills on the other side of the river covered his eyes in pain, stopped his charge, and let out a roar of shock.
Moores probably couldn't figure out if they wanted to break their heads and even though they couldn't figure out the long-range weapons in the hands of the Bemon on the opposite side could be so domineering. The two sides were at least 1,200 yards apart!
It’s okay to have magic, but how can even bows and arrows come in handy?
In historical legends, it seems that only the moon elves' bird-winged crossbow cart has such power, right?
Both sides were slightly shocked by the opponent's strength, and a brief gap appeared on the battlefield for a moment. The only thing that did not stop was another hill dwarf king.
If your comrades around you influence your fighting mentality, you will not be the king of the hills.
Hearing his partner's howl, the King of Hills didn't even blink. He was wielding his giant axe, which seemed slow but was actually quick. He swayed his body and moved to Rodman in a dizzy state in three or two steps. The giant axe, like a door panel, hugged Rodman's forehead and slashed. The strong wind wrapped when the giant axe pressed down, brought a series of screaming sounds in the air around him.
Dwarves are experts in playing with axes. This axe collapsed along the central axis of Fei Luo's head and broke its spine. Even if the God of War came in person, he would die under the axe's final kill.
Fei Luo's body was split into two halves and a huge gap appeared, like two light clouds, falling down to the left and right sides.
While the King of Hills admired his excellent axe skills, he also strangely discovered that this powerful opponent who was split in half did not splash out even a single blood. This made the King of Hills who was ready to greet the red color, then licked the thick blood on the giant axe with his tongue, and then put on a cool shape to report a series of Boolean lines and was slightly stunned.
Short ghost! Rodro's angrily shouted interrupted the King of Hills' fantasy. With this roar, two long swords swept left and right towards the King of Hills' throat
These two long swords belong to two great mammoth sword saints, and the King of Hills's Knots were slanted from the left and right sides of the King of Hills' Knots, respectively.
This is the unique trick of the Green Party’s swordsmanship. Mirror!
This can be used to be a mirror that eliminates and purifies all bad states!
Rodman's mirror image is the second level, and can transform into two identical clones. Although they have no attack power, they are like real people. The one who has just been opened by the King of Hills is a complete Xibei product.
The Green Party Mantis Man, as the only Zerg Behemoth who has survived from the era of the Gods and Demons Wars, could he escape unstoppable in the Third World War if he did not have absolute strength!
Unlike most Bemon warriors' unique skills, madness and fighting spirit of human warriors, the Green Party has always practiced a pure mind power, using the power of cultivation of thoughts to make up for the weak body, thus creating a completely different way of fighting from the world, exerting powerful lethality, whether it is mirror, wind step, storm, or jumping or dancing blade storm, all of which are powerful attack modes generated in this outstanding practice.
As the sword instructor and recognized sword saint of the Bemon Kingdom, for countless years, he has been able to fully appreciate the sword technique and mind power of the Green Party clan with his disciples and identities in the hands of the Green Party clan's sword saint with his foreign clan disciples and identities. There are only no more than ten people, nine of whom are the Mangke clan's Bemon
The other one is the current Mammoth Hermitage Rodman!
The King of the Hills instantly changed from a sneak attacker to a sneak attacker
The sword that the two sword saints, one true and one false, slashed by the two swordsmans, does not belong to the most powerful jumping of the Green Party’s sword technique, but is the one-handed sword drawing technique of the big goblin. Although the Razor Mountain Goblin was once defeated by the Fei Lengcui militia in the virgin battle of defending the land, they also won the mutual appreciation between Fei Lengcui. The most outstanding warriors among the big goblins are not only proficient in two-handed weapons, but also have the skills of one-handed specialization.
Their one-handed sword drawing technique focuses on using a tiny arc generated between the scabbard and the body as a lever, and using the instantaneous power to lift the sword out, using the principle of speed and lever arc as explosive power, providing a multi-fold attack method for the goblin warrior who was not known for his strength.
This one-handed sword drawing technique is certainly not as effective as the traditional combo fencing technique of the great goblin warriors in the battle of the big legion, but in one-on-one death duel, it can have an outstanding effect of tricky angles and several times the strength increase.
During the practice of the Green Party Clan's Wind Chasing Blade, there is also the saying that Jingwu Yidao is the one who practices the mind power.
Rodman had been riding a vine boat in the middle of the Sanggan River. He waited for a few days without eating or drinking to wait for a huge wave that rushed down from the upstream. With the power of only one sword, he cut the huge wave into two halves.
This kind of sword drawing technique of cutting waves and the goblins is the same in principle, and they are both pursuing the goal of a fatal blow.
The ultimate practice form of Zhanlang is to pursue the highest level of using hand-made swords as the pursuit goal. Once the Green Party Knife Saint can understand the true meaning of this final form of knife skills, the spring serrated knife on the arm will automatically fall off, the man and knife are integrated and enter the extreme path.
Rodman is still too far from the realm of the Great Dao. Whether it is martial arts or magic, it is very, very difficult to practice to reach the highest level. There is no end to learning, even if you are involved in the Great Dao, the same is true.
Most accomplished people will find that they are still so far away from their final goal when they are trained to a certain height. If they compare the final goal to the moon, at most they will feel that they have climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the moon. All living beings are still watching on the ground, and at most a few climbed to the trees to see. Looking back, they may find that the historical heroes they once worshipped are actually just standing on a mountain higher than themselves.
A humble person may not be a master of extreme abilities, but none of the masters of extreme abilities are modest.
This is also the reason why the San Chio magician Puskashi is approachable, but like the Ortega magician, it shakes strongly but has a strong bottle of water like the one that is Otga.
Rodman himself took a different approach and opened up a new way of self-cultivation. When he encountered an insurmountable bottleneck in the cultivation period, he tried to integrate some other martial arts and created the sword technique that was most suitable for him, so as not to make the pursuit of higher goals so confusing and painful, but to inspire a kind of creative happiness.
His choice was undoubtedly the most correct. Fei Lengcui's tense fighting career gave him the best stage to verify himself, and his good teachers and friends around him also gave him countless sparks of inspiration. From the three-sword technique he created himself, to the sword drawing technique he conceived from sword technique today, this is a genius idea!
The curve of the Jingang machete is more tense than that of the long sword, so after merging through the sword drawing skills that the Goblin is good at, this backhand pulling knife created by Fei Luo, increases its power with speed and is fierce and incompetent.
Lord Lord gave his name himself, a fatal knife
In front of this deadly sword that is as powerful as the sea of prison, all the King of Hills can do is subconsciously shrink his head, open the door with a giant axe and bone mallet in his hand, and one of them swung hard, and he was fooling around, hoping to meet two long swords that were thrusting towards his throat, and block the disaster.
Although one of them is a mirror without attack power, the King of Hills does not know which one is true and which one is false. At this moment, it can only be said that it depends entirely on the destiny of heaven.
If the bone mallet faces this sharp machete, I would like to know what the consequences are
I don't know if it's luck, but the King of Hills was really confused. The long sword that the real Rodman lifted out and the giant axe that looked like a door panel gave an intimate wet kiss. The long mirror knife passed by without causing any trouble to the dwarf king.
The most terrifying scene happened!
The giant axe like a door plate in the hands of the King of Hills was like a piece of shredded paper. It was cut into half by Rodman's long knife. With the sparks that were full of eyes, the reaction force slammed heavily on the King of Hills' chest.
It is unreasonable to come but not go!
Rodman immediately threw away the long sword stuck in the middle of the giant axe, quickly grabbed two long swords from his waist and pulled them out, lifted the crossed cross slash with his back, and opened two terrifying gaps in the belly of the King of Hills, who was being hit by the back of the axe. The King of Hills' huge body was pulled and rotated on the spot by the sharp and heavy swords. Rodman pulled out the last long sword from his nose, and he slashed it up with a heavy jump!
The King of Hills's head made a sound of bone breaking, and a strand of gray hair was cut and splashed into the air
Rodman put out a knife flower in his hands, Cang Lang shouted, the long knife returned to the sheath, and the long knife curled in his nose was blown out of his nostrils, carrying a thick and messy blue snot, like a powerful crossbow, passing the already scared Moore liar ten steps away and stabbed it on a stone.
What am I doing? Fei Luo pointed at his nose and looked at the mage Moore and cursed hatefully: I just come to see you!
I don't know how many brilliant halos flashed on him, and how many evil halos flashed on the body of Moore's army. Fire meteorites were like meteors in the sky, knocking on the rain of fire in the sky one by one.
Rodman, who was in the center of the focus, smiled and jumped backwards towards the cold Gibraltar River.
The remaining hill dwarf king didn't even have time to erase the blood drops beside the corners of his eyes, and roared and swung a storm hammer at the arrogant Benedict.
Ge Ryan also appeared in the air and launched a dense frost star shower, which beat the pig-faced bat knights to the fallen water. A few desperate cow eagles flew past the low altitude and rushed their weapons towards the mammoth sword holy that was making a big splash.
Fei Luo, who was in the air, made a series of strange screams, but he could not avoid such intensive attacks. He was immediately covered in a flowery face and hit his weapon, which was strangely bounced back. Even the storm hammer was no exception, and it was heavily carved into the bloody blurred eye socket of the hill dwarf king.
A magical ranged shooting in chaos!
I saw a sausage-like nose poking on the water on the surface of the Gibraltar River and fleeing straight to the other side of the river. There were countless magic halos above this nose to protect him.
What a holy armor!
Liu Zhenhan gave the thumbs up at the young nun with praise: The halo of thorns, rebounding 50% of the attack power! We don’t have this ability in the Behemoth War Song! It’s just that the cooldown has been a little longer.
It's not me! The little monk Joan of Arc's face turned red. This series of flash-like changes made her dazzled. How could she have the ability to adapt
Helen made a V-shaped gesture quietly on the side and smiled sweetly at Liu.
The hill king who had been stabbed by fat on the other side of the river stood up again, roared, and snatched his wriggling intestine with both hands and stuffed it back into the cross gap on his stomach.
A heavy flame crossbow shot into his chest, causing him to let out a shrill scream.
A lazily standing on the ring mountain in the Flaming Valley, holding a heavy crossbow in its two bare wings. The two beauties beside her are a giant crane with a stingy crane as if in the wind
The Moore Blood Elves are almost crazy. Why are even a bird playing extremely long-range bows and arrows?
When was this kind of long-range bow and arrow invented?
Has the civilization shown in that it has evolved to the extent that such birds also shoot arrows?
This archery technique... Nedved sniffed and said: ... from Ganggang!
Blood Elf says
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All eyes are wide open at this moment
With the support of Fei Luo, the first Moore blood elf wizard was walking step by step across the obsidian overpass naturally formed on the Gibraltar River, and walked under the blood-colored giant banners piled up by a large group of blood elves.
Whether this battle needs to be started again depends largely on whether the Mage Moore has accumulated virtue or not.
Fei Luo was naked and strong upper body, carrying a white cloth flag on his shoulder, accompanied the Mage Moore to the place where the army stood opposite him without looking back.
Fei Luo is not fat. He exposed his muscles as strong as rocks, and his shocking scars were crisscrossed, like pine roots. He tied seven long gold and steel knives with a palm-wide copper-headed cowhide belt on his waist. These seven knives were supported by the mammoth heavy cavalry, and finally he was not at the point where there was no sword available on the spot.
Although the Mammoth Sword Saint's back is rough, it is as clean as a piece of white paper. There is no scar on it except the newly shaved stubble. People with some common sense should know that the enemy carrying the white flag in front of him has never had the habit of escaping with his back to the enemy. His scars were all left by facing the enemy head-on.
He was naked and the upper body was also a request from Fat Luo. He believed that he had excellent martial arts skills and even refused the shield of the Lord of Death that the little nun provided to him.
In his words, this is called psychological warfare! No matter whether you fight or not, let the other party be shorter first.
Fei Luo thought he had a good figure. As for the scar, he mostly cut half of it himself. Fei Luo was very vain. When he didn't beat the stick before, he always asked the chef to drip blood on his pants when he slaughtered the beast.
His idea had a good effect. Whether on the surface or underground, a mammoth hero is extremely rare, and a warrior full of glory is even more rare.
A big tree attracts wind, and this kind of warrior is often the most disabled rate on the battlefield
Most of the warriors in Moore's army could hardly believe that there was someone in this world who could be as tall and strong as the King of Hills, the closer they were to this warrior, the more they felt that they were looking up at the mountains in their hearts.
The fat Luo dragon walking and tiger walking through the army of thousands of horses, wearing seven long Vajra swords, still had the signature and playful smile on his face.
In order to pose, Fei Luo's eyes were covered with the pair of golden silk ink crystal glasses. Even though it was covered with a pair of big copper bell-like eyebrows, the eyes that looked as if the sword was scattered, were still shooting from the world behind the sunglasses on this battlefield.
Fei Luo's eyes were unscrupulous and rampant. His eyes were like the sparks that burst out when he hit the machete on the iron, without the slightest awareness of carrying the white flag.
His expression was like a general who was victorious in the battlefield and was patrolling the opponent who came to die again
Liu Zhenhan took all the soldiers out of the valley from the U-shaped pass and came to the north shore.
This is also to prevent the final plan if the talk collapses. Instead of guarding the valley gap, it is better to block the bridgehead of the beehive-like stone bridge than to guard the valley gap.
If you kill the eyes red, you will not be able to knock back these guys. Liu Zhenhan has the most helpless move to use a space ring to carry the soldiers to each other, and then slide his feet.
But if you do that, Liu Zhenhan's careful efforts will be wasted
The gray dwarf warriors on the south bank were terrified. In the opposite valley, in addition to the old opponents of the Antarctic Warrior and the Tifeng Giant, there were dozens of opponents who looked exactly the same as this enemy envoy carrying the white flag. They were strong carved from the same mold, long noses with arms, blizzards, and the arrogant and cold eyes that were unforgettable after a glance.
Behind them, there was a stronger samurai who was shaved with fierce bald head and two whales slanted obliquely.
Behind this stronger samurai, there was a particularly strong samurai who had a pair of evil triangular eyes.
When did the underground Rage Flame Continent have so many warriors like gods?
The grey dwarf warriors who advocated force and believed in violence were staring at the horrid eyes of this large group of warriors who were too oppressive in appearance. Their hearts suddenly sank, and all kinds of guesses were as messy as a kaleidoscope.
Liu Zhenhan stepped out from the crowd step by step under the atmosphere of the stars and moon, standing proudly in the forefront of all the warriors, looking at Moores under the blood-colored giant banner across the river. Although the light here is no longer as hot as in the Flame Valley, every Moore, every gray dwarf, and every cow eagle man's eyes focused on him at the moment he appeared.
No matter how bright the stars in the night sky are, after dawn, the brightest light will always be Dipolo
Liu's shocked eyes were like the dazzling sunshine, nourishing the world and everything, but once you stare at him, your eyes will slip away involuntarily, because he is always blooming with the light that is unseen.
Forty musk-man air cavalry drove the Newton giant bird under their crotch, spreading the beggar meat wings that were stitching, and echoing the Moore air cavalry riding pig-faced troll bats on the other side. The tide lord Gerrion flashed with huge wind wings, and after a series of strange laughs, he disappeared into the air out of thin air.
No matter who it is, he will be frightened by a super-level monster that can use invisibility. Moores on the other side are immediately in chaos. After a bunch of bloody mist burst out from the hands of the Moore mages who were turning blood-colored light balls around their necks, spreading into the sky. Detection magic and shields are sold all the time.
Lord Lord, I have been standing for a long time with my tail on my face. Should I let me go down and rest? The samurai warrior Olajuwon suppressed his throat and muttered to the Lord Lord in the distance.
Persist, it is not common for warriors who are eight meters high. If you turn your tails on, it is not as tall as me, and you will intimidate the other party.
Before the lord could speak, the whale warrior Feigao gave Medusa a fierce look.
Three breaths, half Nedved stood behind Liu Zhenhan and squirmed his lips slightly
The House clan archer Zheqin also has dozens of armor-breaking demon arrows, but she hasn't been willing to use them just now
The meaning of his statement was: At this distance, with the super range of the Flea Tendon Bow and his archery skills, it is absolutely no problem to snipe half of the Moore Mages with blood cells around their necks between three breaths, with no problem with the opponent's sniping half of the Moore Mages who are surrounded by blood cells around their necks in three breaths.
Any army has shortcomings, Moore is no exception. The magician who should be intensively protected. Due to the regret of the height of the gray dwarf, he will never be able to do it perfectly.
Moreover, these blood elf mages should not ignore the power of the other party's crossbow, and stood at a distance that they thought was safe.
With the weak physique and the habit of not focusing on armor, the strong bow of the flea tendon can penetrate several people with one arrow.
Ten thousand years ago, the bed crossbow was indeed not invented
Liu Zhenhan was speechless when he heard the words of the archer. If he really took that step and deviated from his original intention, what should he do?
The situation seems to be heading towards a bad place
Since the white flag had been cast, the hostility of Moore's army still did not change at all. The two hill dwarf kings who were beating drums turned around and stared at the slowly approaching Fei Luo with cold eyes.
One on the left and one on the right, two huge bodies blocked Rodman's way forward
Of course there is no problem with the gap left by the two of them. Rodman thought it was a little smaller. The two hill kings did not look like they would give way. The dwarves were originally known for their strength. The dwarves who were one meter and two tall could already be compared with the Taurus. The five-meter-high hill dwarves king, even if they were poor in imagination, could imagine how terrifying their strength would be. Compared with them, the Mammoth Strongman was probably slightly inferior.
The two kings of the hills were still beating the war drums desperately, as if they were demonstrating. The huge drum sound could reduce a normal person's hearing to ninety degrees. Their eyes had a flame of hatred that was suppressed and deformed.
In front of these four flames, even steel will be burned and melted.
The gray dwarf soldiers around him saw this secret battle and immediately started to thrust their throats desperately.
Fei Luo's eyes glanced across the faces of the gray dwarf soldiers around him. Each gray dwarf soldier who was swept by his eyes couldn't help but lower the volume by an octave. When these gray dwarf soldiers realized the timidity and cowardice they had inadvertently showed, and were about to make the situation back with a bigger tone, they were greeted by a faint ridicule on the corner of Fei Luo's lips.
The flames ejected from the eyes of the two hill kings became even more violent, and the hostility of the two ghosts slapping the door became more and more intense. Rodman's eyes met this provocation. His steps were still heavy and powerful, without any timidity.
Everyone noticed a detail. The majestic warrior had used his fingers to pick out the two knife handles by his waist. The solid blade and the scabbard gently rubbed a little hoarse friction.
The clear expression on Fei Luo's face told everyone that if anyone dared to block his way, he would definitely be stabbed by him.
The two hill kings hesitated for a moment. Maybe they didn't expect that the enemy who carried the white flag had such courage. Just this one was stunned. Rodman walked towards them without dodging. The two hill kings stared at Rodman's hands tightly. The powerful hands had already exposed their veins. The two hill dwarf kings finally made way out when he approached.
In front is the staggering blood elf mage, behind is Rodman with his waist straight and straight. Until they both passed through, the two kings of the hill were still staring at Fei Luo's back, with complex eyes.
Rodman is indeed a generous flower worm! Seeing this scene, even the boss who silently sweated for Fei Luo on the other side of the river couldn't help but shout.
The released blood elf mage and a majestic Moore elf under the blood-colored giant banner connected their heads
Rodman stood consciously on the periphery. All the words of these blood elves were elves. Even if he came over, he couldn't understand them. So he simply stopped joining in the fun.
Fei Luo's small eyes were sometimes turned around on the neck artery of the two hill kings not far away, as if he was choosing a cut incision; he was sometimes looking at the Gibraltar River, as if he was choosing a perfect retreat in case of a melee
The Moores' talks were almost the most important moment when they decided the future of the indigenous people of the Noori Continent and Liu's dream of shaking the enclosure.
Everyone held their breath, and the militia held the weapons in their hands, tightened and loose, loose and tighter.
Originally, the discussion between the two Moores gradually attracted the participation of other Moores. Looking across the river, these Moores seemed to be very fiercely arguing.
A smile appeared on Liu Zhen's face. The argument means that the Moore who was released back did not speak nonsense. It seems that these blood elves are indeed persistent in their belief in returning to the surface.
Soon, the Moore elf who was released as a peace messenger walked towards Fei Luo who was waiting aside with a spring breeze. Although his steps were still so staggering, his face was full of a smug smile.
Fat Luo raised his eyebrows at the Moore Elf and smiled with a smile on his lips.
All the Bemon warriors on this side of the river bank looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that there was a door!
Everyone seemed to underestimate the cunning of the Fallen Elf. Whether it was Liu Zhenhan or Fei Luo, it was too early to be happy!
There was no sign. Perhaps Moore's way of issuing combat orders was very hidden. Several troll bats hovering above Fei Luo's head shot at least five long swords wrapped in red light, which penetrated Fei Luo's head.
Rodman was surrounded by the enemy camp and was already defending himself again and again, and did not dare to relax at all. However, at this moment, he saw the Mage Moore who was with him showing a look of successful communication, and his breath was also relieved.
Suddenly, I was attacked with a sneak attack, although I was a little busy, but after all, I was still very busy. A light slide brought out three clangs of dragon sounds. Several cold lights suddenly rose, and sparks flashed on the heavy iron curtains that were flying in the air. These calyx swords were all cut into pieces of scrap iron by the long sword of the Diamond.
The furious Mammoth Sword Saint realized that the treacherous Mage Moore was actually confusing him. He was about to rush over and ended up with this damn Mage Moore. He suddenly suffered two heavy blows on his back, his chest was trembling, his eyes turned black, and he could no longer control himself. He opened his mouth and sprayed a rain of bright red blood.
A Moore wielded, and the blood spurted out by Fei Luo was like a swimming snake.
Suddenly he sucked into his hand, and mixed it into a string of blood cells, shooting towards the swords that were held horizontally in the hands of the swordsmen who were riding on the pig-faced troll bats in the air
Blood Dependence!
Once attacked by his own blood, the full of passionate blood may be sucked out of his body! The partial magic has its own evil!
We need your magic teleportation array! But we don’t want to give up hatred either!
The blood elf mage who was released back laughed: As long as you catch you, there will naturally be a way for you to help us create a magic teleportation array!
Obisrachi! Liu Zhenhan opened his clothes with a grin, and the Guli musket in the pocket flashed with a moving light
Only the Behemoths on the other side of the river could see clearly that the two hill dwarf kings suddenly and insidiously took advantage of Rodman's back to them. The weapon of the sneak attack was the beast bone drumsticks with gray light in their hands. Driven by the powerful force of the two hill kings, the two beast bone drumsticks flashed like electric flowers, wrapped in a ball of silver-gray energy and hit Rodman's strong back hard.
Damn ‘Storm Maul’! Chief Tifeng roared, and his hands immediately pulled a huge distance away. A meteorite as big as a flaming light slowly condensed into its prototype.
Two storm hammers that hit Rodman were indeed extremely domineering. The physical power of the Hill Dwarf King was really shocking. With Fei Luo's physical fitness and muscle strength, even if Corina beats his chest with an electric cannon and wants to spit blood in his mouth, she must use 70% of her strength. However, these two Hill Kings actually did this with two drumsticks!
What is even more incredible is that these two so-called storm hammers obviously carry a dizzy effect. After Fei Luo was hit by two flying hammers, he immediately began to turn his legs around like he was drunk. The two short, one long and three golden steel machetes in his hands and nose were also weak and weak, and the huge earth was covered with dust.
Dwarves can be said to be the race with the slowest sense of elemental power. The King of Hills can perform like this and is indeed a rare alien among dwarves!
The moment Moores attacked Fei Luo, Nedved immediately returned the color
The Moores originally meant to attack Rodman. The sharp armor-absorbed arrows swept into a fan and broke through the air, piercing through the magic shield they had already opened.
Just like wearing a barbecue kebab, the front row's mage was so cool. In just a blink of an eye, Mage Moore fell down more than ten, all of whom were shot together by feather arrows.
There were small windows on both chest and back, and there were still ice on it, which was absolutely cool
The gray dwarf soldiers around rushed over with their war shields, and the remaining mages lay on the ground without any grace, because they could only rely on the dwarf's height to avoid such ultra-long-range attacks from the other party.
The bat elf knight who instilled blood in the sky was also called by Liu Zhenhan. The splattered shrapnel made the reunited bat knights have a lot of fun. The nine-ring water arrows and fireballs were also mixed in.
However, soon countless blood-type magic began to rescue these bat knights. After protecting themselves, the magician was the best guardian on the battlefield.
The two hill kings did not give Rodman a chance to breathe. The powerful Beamon warrior has a certain natural ability to resist magic. The two hill kings pulled out a giant axe like a door panel behind their waists, holding a drumstick in one hand and holding a giant axe in the other, and pounced on Fat Luo, who was shaking his neck legs in the spot.
The bronze musket in Liu Zhenhan's hand calmly folded the barrel and loaded the bullet. With a gunshot, a king of hills on the other side of the river covered his eyes in pain, stopped his charge, and let out a roar of shock.
Moores probably couldn't figure out if they wanted to break their heads and even though they couldn't figure out the long-range weapons in the hands of the Bemon on the opposite side could be so domineering. The two sides were at least 1,200 yards apart!
It’s okay to have magic, but how can even bows and arrows come in handy?
In historical legends, it seems that only the moon elves' bird-winged crossbow cart has such power, right?
Both sides were slightly shocked by the opponent's strength, and a brief gap appeared on the battlefield for a moment. The only thing that did not stop was another hill dwarf king.
If your comrades around you influence your fighting mentality, you will not be the king of the hills.
Hearing his partner's howl, the King of Hills didn't even blink. He was wielding his giant axe, which seemed slow but was actually quick. He swayed his body and moved to Rodman in a dizzy state in three or two steps. The giant axe, like a door panel, hugged Rodman's forehead and slashed. The strong wind wrapped when the giant axe pressed down, brought a series of screaming sounds in the air around him.
Dwarves are experts in playing with axes. This axe collapsed along the central axis of Fei Luo's head and broke its spine. Even if the God of War came in person, he would die under the axe's final kill.
Fei Luo's body was split into two halves and a huge gap appeared, like two light clouds, falling down to the left and right sides.
While the King of Hills admired his excellent axe skills, he also strangely discovered that this powerful opponent who was split in half did not splash out even a single blood. This made the King of Hills who was ready to greet the red color, then licked the thick blood on the giant axe with his tongue, and then put on a cool shape to report a series of Boolean lines and was slightly stunned.
Short ghost! Rodro's angrily shouted interrupted the King of Hills' fantasy. With this roar, two long swords swept left and right towards the King of Hills' throat
These two long swords belong to two great mammoth sword saints, and the King of Hills's Knots were slanted from the left and right sides of the King of Hills' Knots, respectively.
This is the unique trick of the Green Party’s swordsmanship. Mirror!
This can be used to be a mirror that eliminates and purifies all bad states!
Rodman's mirror image is the second level, and can transform into two identical clones. Although they have no attack power, they are like real people. The one who has just been opened by the King of Hills is a complete Xibei product.
The Green Party Mantis Man, as the only Zerg Behemoth who has survived from the era of the Gods and Demons Wars, could he escape unstoppable in the Third World War if he did not have absolute strength!
Unlike most Bemon warriors' unique skills, madness and fighting spirit of human warriors, the Green Party has always practiced a pure mind power, using the power of cultivation of thoughts to make up for the weak body, thus creating a completely different way of fighting from the world, exerting powerful lethality, whether it is mirror, wind step, storm, or jumping or dancing blade storm, all of which are powerful attack modes generated in this outstanding practice.
As the sword instructor and recognized sword saint of the Bemon Kingdom, for countless years, he has been able to fully appreciate the sword technique and mind power of the Green Party clan with his disciples and identities in the hands of the Green Party clan's sword saint with his foreign clan disciples and identities. There are only no more than ten people, nine of whom are the Mangke clan's Bemon
The other one is the current Mammoth Hermitage Rodman!
The King of the Hills instantly changed from a sneak attacker to a sneak attacker
The sword that the two sword saints, one true and one false, slashed by the two swordsmans, does not belong to the most powerful jumping of the Green Party’s sword technique, but is the one-handed sword drawing technique of the big goblin. Although the Razor Mountain Goblin was once defeated by the Fei Lengcui militia in the virgin battle of defending the land, they also won the mutual appreciation between Fei Lengcui. The most outstanding warriors among the big goblins are not only proficient in two-handed weapons, but also have the skills of one-handed specialization.
Their one-handed sword drawing technique focuses on using a tiny arc generated between the scabbard and the body as a lever, and using the instantaneous power to lift the sword out, using the principle of speed and lever arc as explosive power, providing a multi-fold attack method for the goblin warrior who was not known for his strength.
This one-handed sword drawing technique is certainly not as effective as the traditional combo fencing technique of the great goblin warriors in the battle of the big legion, but in one-on-one death duel, it can have an outstanding effect of tricky angles and several times the strength increase.
During the practice of the Green Party Clan's Wind Chasing Blade, there is also the saying that Jingwu Yidao is the one who practices the mind power.
Rodman had been riding a vine boat in the middle of the Sanggan River. He waited for a few days without eating or drinking to wait for a huge wave that rushed down from the upstream. With the power of only one sword, he cut the huge wave into two halves.
This kind of sword drawing technique of cutting waves and the goblins is the same in principle, and they are both pursuing the goal of a fatal blow.
The ultimate practice form of Zhanlang is to pursue the highest level of using hand-made swords as the pursuit goal. Once the Green Party Knife Saint can understand the true meaning of this final form of knife skills, the spring serrated knife on the arm will automatically fall off, the man and knife are integrated and enter the extreme path.
Rodman is still too far from the realm of the Great Dao. Whether it is martial arts or magic, it is very, very difficult to practice to reach the highest level. There is no end to learning, even if you are involved in the Great Dao, the same is true.
Most accomplished people will find that they are still so far away from their final goal when they are trained to a certain height. If they compare the final goal to the moon, at most they will feel that they have climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the moon. All living beings are still watching on the ground, and at most a few climbed to the trees to see. Looking back, they may find that the historical heroes they once worshipped are actually just standing on a mountain higher than themselves.
A humble person may not be a master of extreme abilities, but none of the masters of extreme abilities are modest.
This is also the reason why the San Chio magician Puskashi is approachable, but like the Ortega magician, it shakes strongly but has a strong bottle of water like the one that is Otga.
Rodman himself took a different approach and opened up a new way of self-cultivation. When he encountered an insurmountable bottleneck in the cultivation period, he tried to integrate some other martial arts and created the sword technique that was most suitable for him, so as not to make the pursuit of higher goals so confusing and painful, but to inspire a kind of creative happiness.
His choice was undoubtedly the most correct. Fei Lengcui's tense fighting career gave him the best stage to verify himself, and his good teachers and friends around him also gave him countless sparks of inspiration. From the three-sword technique he created himself, to the sword drawing technique he conceived from sword technique today, this is a genius idea!
The curve of the Jingang machete is more tense than that of the long sword, so after merging through the sword drawing skills that the Goblin is good at, this backhand pulling knife created by Fei Luo, increases its power with speed and is fierce and incompetent.
Lord Lord gave his name himself, a fatal knife
In front of this deadly sword that is as powerful as the sea of prison, all the King of Hills can do is subconsciously shrink his head, open the door with a giant axe and bone mallet in his hand, and one of them swung hard, and he was fooling around, hoping to meet two long swords that were thrusting towards his throat, and block the disaster.
Although one of them is a mirror without attack power, the King of Hills does not know which one is true and which one is false. At this moment, it can only be said that it depends entirely on the destiny of heaven.
If the bone mallet faces this sharp machete, I would like to know what the consequences are
I don't know if it's luck, but the King of Hills was really confused. The long sword that the real Rodman lifted out and the giant axe that looked like a door panel gave an intimate wet kiss. The long mirror knife passed by without causing any trouble to the dwarf king.
The most terrifying scene happened!
The giant axe like a door plate in the hands of the King of Hills was like a piece of shredded paper. It was cut into half by Rodman's long knife. With the sparks that were full of eyes, the reaction force slammed heavily on the King of Hills' chest.
It is unreasonable to come but not go!
Rodman immediately threw away the long sword stuck in the middle of the giant axe, quickly grabbed two long swords from his waist and pulled them out, lifted the crossed cross slash with his back, and opened two terrifying gaps in the belly of the King of Hills, who was being hit by the back of the axe. The King of Hills' huge body was pulled and rotated on the spot by the sharp and heavy swords. Rodman pulled out the last long sword from his nose, and he slashed it up with a heavy jump!
The King of Hills's head made a sound of bone breaking, and a strand of gray hair was cut and splashed into the air
Rodman put out a knife flower in his hands, Cang Lang shouted, the long knife returned to the sheath, and the long knife curled in his nose was blown out of his nostrils, carrying a thick and messy blue snot, like a powerful crossbow, passing the already scared Moore liar ten steps away and stabbed it on a stone.
What am I doing? Fei Luo pointed at his nose and looked at the mage Moore and cursed hatefully: I just come to see you!
I don't know how many brilliant halos flashed on him, and how many evil halos flashed on the body of Moore's army. Fire meteorites were like meteors in the sky, knocking on the rain of fire in the sky one by one.
Rodman, who was in the center of the focus, smiled and jumped backwards towards the cold Gibraltar River.
The remaining hill dwarf king didn't even have time to erase the blood drops beside the corners of his eyes, and roared and swung a storm hammer at the arrogant Benedict.
Ge Ryan also appeared in the air and launched a dense frost star shower, which beat the pig-faced bat knights to the fallen water. A few desperate cow eagles flew past the low altitude and rushed their weapons towards the mammoth sword holy that was making a big splash.
Fei Luo, who was in the air, made a series of strange screams, but he could not avoid such intensive attacks. He was immediately covered in a flowery face and hit his weapon, which was strangely bounced back. Even the storm hammer was no exception, and it was heavily carved into the bloody blurred eye socket of the hill dwarf king.
A magical ranged shooting in chaos!
I saw a sausage-like nose poking on the water on the surface of the Gibraltar River and fleeing straight to the other side of the river. There were countless magic halos above this nose to protect him.
What a holy armor!
Liu Zhenhan gave the thumbs up at the young nun with praise: The halo of thorns, rebounding 50% of the attack power! We don’t have this ability in the Behemoth War Song! It’s just that the cooldown has been a little longer.
It's not me! The little monk Joan of Arc's face turned red. This series of flash-like changes made her dazzled. How could she have the ability to adapt
Helen made a V-shaped gesture quietly on the side and smiled sweetly at Liu.
The hill king who had been stabbed by fat on the other side of the river stood up again, roared, and snatched his wriggling intestine with both hands and stuffed it back into the cross gap on his stomach.
A heavy flame crossbow shot into his chest, causing him to let out a shrill scream.
A lazily standing on the ring mountain in the Flaming Valley, holding a heavy crossbow in its two bare wings. The two beauties beside her are a giant crane with a stingy crane as if in the wind
The Moore Blood Elves are almost crazy. Why are even a bird playing extremely long-range bows and arrows?
When was this kind of long-range bow and arrow invented?
Has the civilization shown in that it has evolved to the extent that such birds also shoot arrows?
This archery technique... Nedved sniffed and said: ... from Ganggang!
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