Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

Looking at the golden feathers attacking him, Grant did not resist, but leaned against the tree calmly, with a calm expression and a bitter smile on his pale lips.

His soul power was exhausted, his ribs on his chest were almost broken, and his whole body was numb from the powerful lightning strike of the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle. Only his head was still conscious, and he resisted to stay awake, and managed to put on a face that could be used again. Fighting look.

"Can't escape..."

What I expected was good. All of this was indeed a conspiracy against my father and myself.

At the last moment of his life, he was a little grateful to Diarmait, because because of him, his sister had a chance to escape.

"You bastard, get out of here!"

Uncle Ge staggered and fell into the quagmire. His fists were clenched, his joints turned white, his teeth were tense, and despair, resentment and annoyance flashed in his eyes!

In his own eyes, this pair of tricks were blind, he met people unkindly, made the wrong friends, and deserved bad luck, but his son and nephew were innocent.

He implicated them in dying together with him. This elder was regarded as really incompetent. How could he have the face to meet his ancestors?

"Grant, back off!"

Seeing that Grant didn't move, Iron Tower shouted loudly, propped up his body that was also scarred, and jumped in front of Grant. His burly body was still upright, facing the golden feathers that were shooting at him, and the yellow soul ring was trembling. 's rise.

The soul ring was dim in color and crumbling. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength.

"Solid as a rock!"

A set of incomplete earth-yellow armor instantly condensed on his chest.

However, the light emitted by the chest armor is as dim as the soul ring, and the body of the armor is thin and illusory, looming, which is better than nothing.

Aren't you giving two heads of the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle in vain... A look of anxiety appeared on Grant's face, and there was a little touch in his eyes:

"Brother, we brothers will go down first to explore the way for our father...Hey, what flew over?"

Grant suspected that he was hallucinating the second before he met his death.

Otherwise, out of the corner of his eye, he would have spotted a silver weapon with a round stem, a diamond-shaped sword grid, and a cone-shaped spiral body flying past.

However, the next moment, he knew that this was not an illusion.

"Whoosh!"

I saw that this weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword passed by my ear in an instant like an arrow. It quickly bypassed the iron tower blocking the front, got ahead of the opponent, and ran straight into the golden lightning arc. Feathers...

"boom!"

A deafening sonic boom exploded in my ears, and the aftermath from the center of the explosion burst out with dazzling fire, as if the continuous rainstorm in the sky had evaporated.

"boom!"

As the sound echoed, he vaguely saw that the weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword was actually cracked inch by inch. It made a crisp sound and suddenly turned into countless fragments and collapsed, steaming and dissipating in the remaining firelight of the explosion.

Grant looked at this scene in disbelief, everything was so unreal.

"A senior expert is here to save us... What is this, a special martial spirit... But how can a martial spirit be easily broken..."

However, the next moment, his thoughts were interrupted.

The iron tower stood relatively close to the center of the explosion. The aftermath of the collision not only shook out smoke and dust, but also overturned the entire quagmire like a black swamp. It also shook the sturdy body of the iron tower and flew back.

"Don't, don't, don't...ah." Tieta's body dilated in his pupils, and Grant subconsciously wanted to avoid or catch it.

But his body was already weak. At this moment, he instinctively leaned forward. His consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and the scenery in front of him was dim.

"Boom!"

Immediately, Tie Ta's body flew back. Although it did not hit him directly, it still hit his right arm and brought him down.

"Brother, no...are you okay?"

Grant was knocked down by the momentum, turned around, and lay on his back on the ground. A little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and strong sleepiness surged into his brain.

He tried his best to suppress his sleepiness and quickly turned to look at the iron tower next to him. He was relieved after confirming that the other party was only temporarily fainting and his chest was still rising and falling slightly.

"sieve!"

Above their heads, there was a slight sound coming through the forest.

Xun Sheng looked up, looking above his head as the smoke filled the air.

I saw a figure standing proudly on the top of the ancient tree behind me.

Wrapped in layers of mist, the figure was a bit illusory, and the specific appearance could not be clearly seen. It could only be barely distinguished that the senior's left hand held a bow decorated with dull black, with a single curve and an unpretentious design. .

"Is this the senior who saved us... But, why does this figure look a little familiar?!"

After confirming that he had narrowly escaped death, Grant's tension on his nerves suddenly broke, and he relaxed emotionally. A wave of fatigue like a frenzy instantly hit his body. However, the words spoken by the 'senior' made him energetic. Shocked!

"Huh, I finally caught up. Is the pseudo-spiral sword so powerful? It seems that I can barely deal with this golden-winged thunder eagle..."

Go ahead, senior, you don’t even know your own strength... Grant’s pupils suddenly widened, the smoke dispersed, and he could see the other party’s appearance clearly.

He has a strong build and short stature. He looks like a teenager. The tail of his eyebrows are shaped like lightning bolts. He has short brown-red hair and pupils of the same color.

Who is this and why are you trying to save us... Grant guessed the identity of the person in his mind.

suddenly,

He thought of what Iron Tower had said to him when he first entered the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Brother, when we were outside the Soul Hunting Forest just now, did you feel that there was a familiar voice behind us? It sounded like Brother Diarmait."

Ah, it's him, then this should be the senior soul master sent by the Tiandou royal family to secretly protect Diarmuid after he shot and killed the two-headed demon wolf of Gale last time. Damn it, I owe this kid another favor... …

Grant felt that he had discovered the truth, and the boulder in his heart suddenly fell to the ground. A feeling of exhaustion spread throughout his body, and he closed his eyes in relief.

Unfortunately, he didn't hear the next words of the figure in the tree.

"There's nothing I can do. The pseudo-spiral sword is used as an arrow for "Fantasy Collapse". Its power is equivalent to an extraordinary anti-army weapon. The first time I used it, I didn't control the force well. I almost turned into a savior." It’s a murderer…”

That's right, the person came at the right time.

1 minutes ago...

…………

The golden feathers lingered around the arc of electricity, vibrating with sonic booms, carrying the power of thunder, and attacked Grant, dragging out a golden rainbow in mid-air!

"What to do, it's too late!"

With the rebounding force of the treetops, Shi Chen's body once crossed the highest branch of the forest and saw clearly all the situations in the field.

"Double rose spears? Spears that pierce death thorns? No, the distance is too far, and it can't keep up with Yu Ling's speed... Wugangan? Delusional heart sounds? Delusional phantoms? No, the distance is still not enough, and the power is not enough... Although I want to Use Yan Guihui to deal with this golden-winged thunder eagle..."

Adrenaline is secreted crazily, and the brain is like a high-speed CPU, thinking of ways to reverse the situation.

At this moment,

The friction between the arms seemed to produce a hot touch, as if being touched by tongues of fire. The skin and flesh had the illusion of starting to burn.

Unexpected,

The image of a sword suddenly appeared in his mind.

In other words, it's an arrow!

The sword head is inlaid with blue gems, the blue round sword stem, and the diamond-shaped sword grid; different from the ordinary flat sword body, the sword body of this sword is slender and tapered, and the whole body is silver.

Pseudo spiral sword!

This is the famous sword of the hero Fergus MacRoy in the Celtic mythology and Ulster legend [Cala de Boga], which was then improved by Emiya to be used as an arrow and projected. things.

"Yes, my arms were passed down from the Heroic Spirit Guard Palace. In a sense, I am an archer."

The brain is on overdrive in an instant.

"Identify the creative concept, imagine the basic skeleton, copy the composition materials, imitate the production technology, and reproduce the accumulated years; rely on experience, share the feeling, and the project is completed."

The body seemed to be frozen in mid-air at that moment.

At this time, the soul power surged all over his body, and the soul power circuit spread to half of his face. His left arm suddenly straightened, and his palm was held empty; his right elbow was slightly bent, and his palm seemed to be holding something.

The blue light flashed away.

"Projection, start!"

Suddenly,

In the center of the empty palm of the left hand, a long bow decorated with dark black and simple style appeared; in the right hand, a pseudo-spiral sword that looked like a sword but not a sword suddenly appeared out of thin air!

With your backhand, place the back of your left hand on the "arrow" you just projected!

With his eyes slightly narrowed and his expression slightly stern, he activated his Eagle Eyes, which greatly improved his shooting accuracy with the bow. The high-speed flying feathers were like fixed targets in Shichen's eyes.

"Meteusei Ichijo...no, a pseudo-spiral sword!"

"Whoosh!"

The silver arrow suddenly shot out, like a cannonball fired with high precision. The moment the arrow left the crossbow, a deafening sonic boom burst out, and even the space around the crossbow had slight blue ripples. …

"sieve!"

The moment the pseudo-spiral sword stopped the golden feather in time, Shichen also jumped to the ancient tree where Grant was.

"This pseudo-spiral sword consumes quite a lot of soul power..."

Because the dust and smoke generated by the explosion filled the surrounding air, the arrival of the figure was not noticed by anyone, and was only discovered by Grant at a close range.