The goblin seized this opportunity and slashed the swordsman's right leg with an ax, cutting him to pieces.

There was a bang, and the long sword fell to the ground. The swordsman covered his thighs with both hands and screamed: "Ahhhh! My legs!"

This wave of operations can directly piss off the adventurer who taught him fighting skills.No matter what the situation in the battle, the weapon can't leave your hand.As long as the weapon is out of your grasp, it means death.

"Priest! Give me Xiaoyu quickly!" It's a pity that the priest is not here, and his wailing can at most be heard by the priest in another passage.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The goblin stepped forward and kicked the swordsman down, stepped on him, and raised the rusty ax in his hand high.

The swordsman was obviously completely panicked now, and he should have held back the pain and kicked the goblin away, but he didn't.

"No...no! Don't! Help! Someone help me!"

The rusty ax fell heavily, and the swordsman subconsciously raised his hand to block it. The next moment, a stream of warm liquid fell on his face. It was his blood, and his palm had been sliced ​​off.

"Ahhhhhhh! My hand! It hurts! Ahhhhh!"

Once injured, they will only hold their wounds and howl, and face death without the courage to fight to the death. The fate of this kind of adventurer is generally...

The ax fell again, this time on the swordsman's face full of terror and pain.

puff!

Blood splattered, staining the walls, the ground, the goblins, and... himself.

The fate of such adventurers is usually death!

Time back to 2 minutes ago, the other side.

At the end of the passage, a dozen goblins were lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

At this time, the goblin priest sitting on the chair suddenly opened his eyes and said in a jerky common language: "Get up all of them, there are humans coming in."

The goblins lying on the ground woke up one after another, smelled the smell in the air, and smelled the long-lost female human breath.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

All the goblins were getting excited. They hadn't touched a human woman for almost a month.

At this time, the Martial Daoist came out from the corner, saw the group of goblins, and punched each other, "Are you all awake? Just right!"

"Let's go together." The Martial Daoist put on a posture and stretched out his fingers to hook.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The goblins standing in the front row couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward waving their weapons.

"Good come!"

The Martial Daoist stepped forward, swung his clenched right fist, and hit a goblin running in the front hard in the face.This punch distorted its entire face, and the huge force knocked the goblin's short body into the wall, and it was unknown whether it was alive or dead.

To deal with one goblin, the martial artist withdrew his right fist, followed by his left fist, and knocked the other goblin into the air again.With the last side kick, the remaining goblin was dealt with.

In less than a minute, the three goblins rushing towards him had all been dealt with by him.

The martial artist pointed his fist at the goblin priest, showing a disdainful smile, "Why, are you afraid?"

The goblin priest looked at him coldly, kicked him randomly, and the big goblin next to him said, "Fix him."

The eldest brother Brin walked to the front, his burly figure over two meters tall almost touched the stalactite above.

"I hope you won't be beaten to death by my punch." The martial artist took the lead in attacking with a sprint.

When he came in front of the goblin, he took a steady step with his right foot and swung his right fist towards the heart of the big goblin, "Go to hell!"

Snapped!

The big brother Brin's broad right hand firmly caught the martial artist's fist, and looked at him with a face of "what happened yesterday? Little brother?"

"How is it possible?!" The Martial Daoist exerted all his strength to withdraw his fist, but no matter how hard he tried, the fist still remained motionless, as if it was tightly stuck to the hand of Big Brother Brin.

"Damn it, let me go, bastard!"

If you tell me to let me go, I'll let you go. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?Big Goblin clenched his right hand slightly.

Click!

There was a sound of bone shattering, and a strong pain hit the Martial Daoist.

"Ahhh! Let me go!" The martial artist crazily hit the elder brother Brin with his hands and feet, trying to make him let go of his right hand.

Although it is useless for him to do so, at least he is better than a swordsman, and at least he will resist in the face of danger and death.

"No, don't, don't!"

Under the terrified expression of the Martial Daoist, the eldest brother Brin pulled him into his arms, and tightened his thigh-thick arms.

Click!

The Martial Daoist finally became "docile", no longer struggling frantically, and his body softened.

The screams of the martial artist and the swordsman echoed throughout the cave at the same time.

Another combination, the priest and the magician have heard it, but they can't go to the rescue now.Because they were already surrounded, seven or eight goblins surrounded the two of them!

Looking at the two fresh and delicate women, the goblins couldn't help drooling crazily.

"What should I do? Something happened to the two of them!" The priest began to panic.

"I don't know, but the only thing we have to do now is to escape." The female magician knocked a goblin flying towards him with her staff, raised her hand and began to chant a spell.

"Ahhhh!"

A goblin took the opportunity to hug the female magician's thigh and threw her to the ground.

Even so, the female magician did not stop chanting.Because she knew that if she stopped singing, she would definitely die!Now the only way to survive is to release magic and kill one or two goblins.

The female magician grabbed the goblin who was jumping on him with her right hand, and shouted: "Fire Arrow!"

The next moment, flames erupted from the palm of her hand, and a 20cm long flaming arrow flew out!It pierced through the goblin's head, and was burned to death together with its companions behind it.

The female mage didn't let up, one turned over to avoid another goblin's attack, then got up and knocked it down with a staff.

The magician pursued the victory and moved forward quickly. He stomped the goblin who was about to stand up again, raised the staff in his hand high, and stabbed the ugly face of the goblin with the sharp iron thorn at the end!

"Go to hell!"

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