this is my ark journey

Cut off the leg this time!

Slide the shovel in front of me! ?

Ren saw the crimson figure sliding close to the ground, and realized that the shield in his hand was completely useless. The Sarkaz swordsman had already figured out the defensive routine in just a few rounds of probing, raiding at high speed, grinding the heavy shield soldiers to death.

"But who told you that I am a shield soldier?"

The flames rose, and the shield disappeared. Ren held a fireball in his left hand and threw it towards the flames.

boom! !

Two similar fires collided together, and the residual flames splashed everywhere. The much smaller fireballs were evenly matched.

How can it be!

Yanke's first restrained smile, the other party's origin stone skills are actually stronger in quality?

'Hey, why is the fireball so powerful? Ren was also very surprised. He was going to weaken the local origin stone skills and fight hard, but "Duibo" went all out in a [-]-[-] split.

During the battle, he didn't have time to think about it, and slashed heavily at the enemy who slipped out of the residual flames.

clang! !

The sword cut was in the middle of the Taidao, and the condescending heavy cut blasted Yan Ke's back into the mud. His eyes were fixed, and while blocking it, the big sword stuck to the ground and cut horizontally.

Cut legs!

Jump knife!

As expected, Renn jumped up lightly, letting the blade sweep against the bottom of his feet, and at the same time, slapped hard on the hilt of the sword from bottom to top.

Swah——

Using the point of contact as a lever, the straight sword flipped half a circle, and a bloody arrow spewed out from Yanke's shoulder, and Renn, who jumped up, didn't look foolishly. With his left palm down, he shot a fireball with the swiftness of the spell.

boom!

The embers of fire were flying, and the big knife that was withdrawn urgently chopped up the fireball. Yanke jumped up with a carp, flipped his wrist, and the big knife formed a bright knife flower and stabbed behind him with a backhand.

Shila-

The knife and the sword intersected and pulled out a spark, and the tried and tested back stab was blocked. Yan Ke turned his head in disbelief, and saw that Ren, who should be unarmed, pulled out a curved sword from nowhere and blocked him.

The eyes of both sides met, and Black Soul Ember smiled sinisterly.

"I only have one pair of hands, but I can play tricks!"

Snapped! !

After a moment of stalemate, the back kick and the front kick collided again, and the inertia caused the two to stagger back several steps.

"Ceobe, don't worry."

Ren stepped on the mud with his heels, and kicked the straight sun sword stuck in the ground. The straight sword spun like a flying knife and flew out, and then was slapped away by Yan Ke with one hand.

"This level of swordsmanship, are you really a warlock?" Yan Ke glanced at the wound on his shoulder, the wound was not deep, but this person injured him with swordsmanship alone, it is no exaggeration to be an elite swordsman.

Can shoot from a long distance, can block with a large shield, can fight with swordsmanship, can keep pulling out weapons, and that evil fireball, where did this freak come from?

Ren glanced at him, and squatted down with the Kasas curved sword in one hand.

"you guess."

"Hahaha, I really like you!"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in fencing."

Ren was smiling, and he was extremely vigilant in his heart. A moment of life and death would only make this kind of lunatic stronger. He will do his best!

Tick, tick...

The rain-soaked cloak dripped water drops, and when another drop of water burst, the enemy in his eyes slowly leaned over.

"My name is Yan Ke, remember this name."

"it is good."

The atmosphere froze, and Ren stared at the other party so closely that he couldn't even hear the roar of the other two battlefields. His fingers trembled for a moment, and he suddenly raised his hand.

Fireball!

Blade ghost! !

The flying fireballs and the sprinting figures were launched at the same time, the soil was blasted by the fireballs one by one, and the crimson figures jumped back and forth in a zigzag shape, every time was just right, each time they experienced life and death.

"Hold on."

Ren stood there, like a fixed turret firing fireballs, and the figure never stopped, getting closer.

The golden pupil full of crazy fighting intent was zooming in, Yan Ke landed heavily five meters away, his legs bent like springs, and there was a short pause.

"Hold on!"

Ren was still firing fireballs in vain, another mud flower splashed, Yan Ke kicked his legs, and hit Ren's face like a sharp arrow, beheading his head and legs with one knife.

Blood! !

Giving up his defense and trading his life for his life, the fight was about whose knife was faster. When he saw the warlock backing away, a smile reappeared on his face.

Won.

Can't stop it, can't retreat, the only way to break it is to slash at the empty door, and then we all die together, but life and death often make people hesitate, just like the generals who died under his knife.

Ren was retreating, using resistance and chain mail to eat the fire flow, the sharp knife could not charge, and a little flame could not swallow him.

But as he said, the most powerful thing about this man is the knife!

The burning pain was reduced by the 'sun' buff, Ren's eyes were full of calm, he clearly knew what kind of storm he was about to face, even if he took out his shield, he would be chopped into pieces.

Feel sorry--

The heels fell, and Yanke caught up like maggots on the tarsus, his back rolled on the ground and suddenly bounced up, and the two knives were raised above the head, and they cut down in an X shape.

The two sides are already close together, not to mention Ren, even faster fighters can't dodge, as for raising the sword cross?Yan Ke's knee bump is already on the way!

I also like Moment of Life and Death! !

Time seemed to freeze in Ren's eyes. He neither retreated nor blocked, but just squatted down, and the flame in his left hand rose again.

"What is this?" Yanke was puzzled when he saw that the sorcerer had taken out something like a kettle, but soon, he saw the kettle shattered in the sorcerer's hands, releasing a large arc of electric arc.

Eat my thunder pot! !

Ren crushed it, only to feel numb all over his body, and then his body froze when he saw Yan Ke, his eyes widened.

"It's now!"

The two were still for a moment, but one of them was still asleep. Ren's squatting body not only avoided the heavy slash with double knives, but also got out of the shooting range.

Swah——

A knight's spear tore through the rain, fast and urgent, Ren only heard a muffled groan, and hot blood sprayed his face.

Yanke's muscles were paralyzed, but he crossed his two knives in front of his chest at a critical moment, but how could such a hasty defense stop Ceobe from throwing all his strength!

The point of the gun pierced through his chest, and the heavy and huge inertia brought him up into the air, falling far into the forest and disappearing.

"You are dead!"

Ren grinned grimly and raised the machete. The thunder pot can't paralyze people for a long time, and the damage is not strong, but Ceobe's "heavy gun" hits solidly, and he wants to rush up to make up the knife.

"Ren, be careful!"

As soon as he took three steps, Ceobe's voice came from the headset, he turned his head suddenly, just in time to see a black shadow flying towards him, he wanted to chop it off with a single knife, but he quickly put away the knife when he saw two dull hairs .

A warm body slammed into his chest, and Ren rolled in the mud with her in his arms. He finally let go of his inertia and turned over to see——

It's W who vomits blood!

Chapter 44 Sufferers of all Terra, unite!

There were more than one death fights, and the enemies the mercenaries faced were even more terrifying. Just as Rennes tried his best to defeat Yan Ke, the victory for the commander had already been decided.

There is no end.

Ren spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly took out the elemental bottle and took a sip. W is very soft, but the Lateran gun on her back is very hard.

"Are you OK."

"Tsk, that bloodline is really strong." The girl wiped the corner of her mouth and smiled, "It's a good thing he's a bastard."

What bloodline?But laughing while spitting blood is also a talent.

Ren felt the pain dissipate all over his body, and when he looked up, his pupils shrank sharply.

The giant with the halberd was surrounded by mercenaries, dead or maimed, the giant stood silently in the rain, the rain mixed with blood fell, and the armor was full of arrows and traces of explosions, but he Still standing, standing like a mountain.

He pulled out the halberd that had been pierced into the chest of a mercenary, turned his head to meet Ren's gaze, and the huge pressure came oncoming, making his mouth dry.

"It's indeed a monster. No wonder the six or seven of you are no match for each other." Ren spoke while staring at each other, as if the halberd could pierce him through in the blink of an eye.

"If it was pure blood, we would have died long ago." W pushed away Ren's hand and stood up, holding the grenade launcher firmly, "How is your side?"

"Thanks to you, I haven't received the reward yet." Ren has no intention of picking heads, and the upgrade can be discussed later, this Sarkaz wants his life.

"I knew you were capable, tsk, I'm actually ashamed in front of you."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't scare the enemy away with his head, everyone will die!"

"Huh, you didn't run away?" W raised his eyebrows, stuffing the only Originium explosives into his pocket.

How can there be so much nonsense in a war.

Ren, who stared at the commander without blinking, felt his blood pressure go up again, and said coldly: "There is no such thing as betraying your companions in my dictionary!"

The decisiveness drew W's attention, and the commander focused on him, both of them were looking at him.

The Sarkaz unity in the small group is true, but there are still a few who are still steadfast in the desperate situation.

"Hehe, I like this kind of big talk." W said with a smile on his face, but there was no smile on his face. He stopped his movements, "Find me a chance."

"You want to play self-destruct?"

"Well, you take that silly Pello and bombard the army formation from behind, so that those two idiots, Hedley and Ines, run away." W laughed again, happily discussing desserts after dinner.

Ren stretched out his hand wordlessly, flames rose, took out golden turpentine and wiped it on the curved knife, and the blade danced with electric arcs.

"Abandoning your companions is more than running away with your tail between your legs."

The girl's face froze, and her tone became mocking: "You are really naive, I have no objection if you want to die together."

"Blow it up if you want. Anyway, my life is very precious, and so is yours. Don't use it as a consumable." Ryan walked forward with a knife in one hand and a fireball in the other.

Sarkaz lives are precious?Shouldn't it be as worthless as these broken ground? ?

W was stunned, looking at the back of the suicide-seeker in front of him, he even forgot to provide fire support.

'The battlefield is stupefied, harming others and ourselves. Ren saw that there was no movement behind him, so he had to bite the bullet and move forward. He just said it out of feeling, but he didn't expect it to cause a shocking effect.

His eyes swept over the fragmented corpses, the ladyboy moaning in pain with his broken arm bones, and Justine lying on the tree vomiting blood, and finally placed it on the 'mountain' in front of him.

'It's natural for me to be extremely European. I beat two bosses in one go. Is there any mistake? '

The other party was very tired, but the other party was also very strong, not like the previous Yan Ke, who was so calm and frightening.

"Never betray your companions? You are much more interesting than my adjutant Kars. With this sentence alone, I can spare you from death." The commander took heavy steps and was marching against Rennes. By the way, he complained that he had just The lieutenant who slipped away when the battle started.

"But that woman was right, the fate of the Sarkaz is to burn themselves, to kill for the smallest chance."

These words moved Ren's heart, and he suddenly realized that this monster was not an ordinary Sarkaz. He rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind.

"The fate of Sarkaz? Sorry, this should not be decided by you, that Highness, or the so-called tradition."

The commander paused for a while, and there was a hint of interest in his rose red eyes.

"Then who should it be?"

"Of course—" Ren didn't stop, but just lowered his face, his steps became faster, and the sound arrived at the same time as the flickering knives.

"By each Sarkaz himself!"

Mouth escape raid!

This move may be useless to Yanke, but the commander is not as obsessed with fighting as ordinary Sarkaz. He is good at killing, but he has been thinking about why he is killing. Ren's words touched him.

clang! !