Break through the steam game library

The incarnation of the Bodhisattva has the sand number of the Ganges River. It is really not bad for him. Lu Zhengkang is living for himself now. His ideals and goals are still too far away. He is mentally prepared to transform into a Lich, so that he has endless time to seek. The so-called final answer, the time now, let it flow slowly.

Chapter 292 An Si Da Gou, Champion Warrior

At the end of the day, a few unexpected guests came to the monastery, but it was the residents of Winterhold, including Torigne, the old lord and others. Bilna also came. Her shop was temporarily closed because he was worried about letting Lan Mir takes care of it.

They came to visit Lu Zhengkang on a special trip. After a long journey for a month, they were deemed to be traveling in a group. In addition, they were also investigating the ecology of the cities along the way, hoping to find a development path worthy of Winter Fort.

Bilna sent a letter to Lu Zhengkang and opened it. It turned out that it was written by the long-lost thief Kalia. In the letter, she said that the traitor Frey had been settled, and the vengeance was met, and she was preparing to take the artifact skeleton. The key was returned to Ms. Shadow, and her words were full of joy and delight.

Lu Zhengkang replied congratulations, and Tobirna then delivered the messenger to the thieves' union.

After the people of Wintercastle lived in Ivastad for three days and planned to go to Xueman, Dilo wrote a letter from them and entrusted them to send it to the White Windmill Farm, located on the outskirts of Xueman, next to the largest winery in Xueman.

The friends just left, but the enemy came unexpectedly.

On the third day of the first seed month, a Nord man in black ebony armor came to the monastery. He was hidden under the heavy armor. He was tall and seven feet tall, like a silent monument. He bluntly said that he wanted to be with the deer. Zhengkang is fighting.

"I don't know you."

"My lord Boyahia Yuling, whoever blasphemes the majesty of the king will die by the blade of cruelty."

"Alright, you can sign up."

"I am An Sidago. Those who disobey, rest in peace." In an instant, he drew out the golden warblade from his waist, a magnificent sword, which is a magical artifact-a golden imprint, legend is a dragon The cast, then blessed the mighty power of Boyahia, the mighty power is extraordinary.

The cold frost wind was broken by this knife, and screamed like a ghost of mourning.

There was nothing in the hands of the troll, so he had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, and walked back.An Si Sa was awe-inspiring to kill, and his whole body was covered with scarlet spirit, like a faint mist, turning into a hideous chaotic face.

Dilo only looked at those faces and backed away in terror, "Jonah, don't look, that person is so strange!"

Jonas's eyes were calm, his lips opened, and the angry spit out of his eyes did not erupt after all, but his eyes already had a decidedly cold look.

The gray beards were still praying, not caring about the battle at all, as if they were in a quiet wilderness.

An Si Dago's knife technique is simple and quick. Although Lu Zhengkang's point of view is rather rough, it still has the effect of making a thousand troops a thousand soldiers with the gold brand, the sword of the devil.

This is a strong warrior with mental strength. Lu Zhengkang knows that spells may not be effective against it. It is definitely a dead end for an ordinary wizard to get close to a warrior of this level, but the troll man has a wild road after all, and immediately shouted: " Divine Armor, Divine Soldier, Divine Power!"

Avatar!

The huge whirlwind spread on Lu Zhengkang's body surface, and the airflow mixed with raging snow slightly blocked Ansi Dago's sight. In the next second, the giant axe forced the wind vortex away and smashed its head.

An Sitai grinned and said, "A senseless struggle!" He swung his knife abruptly, and the illusory light giant axe was quietly cut off, and then disappeared.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes lit up. It was rare to have a fighter with this method. He hadn't enjoyed the fun of fighting for a long time.

"Interesting! Champion warrior of Boyexia, I hope you can live longer with me!"

Lu Zhengkang looked at a flaw, punched his fist against Ansi Dagou's knife-swinging arm, and then got close, slammed an elbow against the ebony faceplate, and the metal screamed hoarsely under his crazy force. An Si Dago snorted in a small pit, but he hurt his nose, but he had adjusted his posture and stab Lu Zhengkang in the ribs.

It was close at hand, almost impossible to stop. At the moment of the moment, Lu Zhengkang raised his right hand, like a fly, and immediately pressed against the face of the knife, and then pressed in the direction of Ansi Dago, before the tip of the knife pierced the illusory armor. Moved the track.

An Si Lagou turned his wrist and turned the knife, trying to cut off Lu Zhengkang's right hand, but as soon as his wrist was twisted, he was punched in the chest with a heavy blow.

A punch that was enough to make a deep impression on the steel ingot just made the armor slightly recessed, and immediately repaired itself and returned to its original state.Although An Si Dagou was beaten back three steps, his injuries were negligible.

This set of ebony armor on his body looks unremarkable at first glance, but it is actually the strongest in the world, and it may even be the strongest ebony chain armor of all magic artifacts.

It was once won by the Eternal Champion in the Black Marsh as a trophy, but its history is much longer than this.This armor has powerful enchantments, which will change over time.According to legends, there was once a great monk from the Tribunal Temple commissioned a hero to make a pilgrimage to Mount Asabibe. The hero was given this ebony chain armor. At that time, this magic artifact had a continuous protection against fire and magic. shield.Now, the chain armor worn by An Si Daeng is immune to most magical attacks in addition to its excellent defensive effect.

Lu Zhengkang was right to fight as a warrior, and this was the only way to defeat this terrible opponent.

The entire body of the ebony chain armor is wrapped tightly, with only one eye hole gap. If it is despicable, a two dragon wins the pearl, victory is easy, but Lu Zhengkang is upright and upright, and he needs to use his exquisite skill to control this arrogant warrior. Fight until it is served.

An Si Da Gou stabbed again. Lu Zhengkang had already seen his way, and he knocked the sword off with his hand. An Si Da Gou was panicked and wanted to snatch the gold brand, but Lu Zhengkang used his foot to flick the long knife. Kick away.

Both sides are bare-handed.

Lu Zhengkang's left hand squeezed Ansdago’s shoulder armor, his right hand clenched his fists, and hit his visor again and again. Ansdago roared and constantly punched the troll’s belly, but Lu Zhengkang didn’t change his face. His fists fell like raindrops, and his visor became more and more hollow. Finally, after 67 punches, An Si Dago's roar began to sink slowly.

The soldier couldn't stand, his legs curled up to fall to the ground, but he was held by Lu Zhengkang, he stood upright, and was surely beaten.

Eighty punches, just in time, An Si Dago was unconscious.

Lu Zhengkang let go, rubbed his stomach, and won the battle. He waved to the cheering Jonas and Dilo and walked slowly over.

"Mr. is amazing!" The boys were celebrating him.

However, after a short while, An Si Dago woke up.

"Do you want to fight?" Lu Zhengkang turned around and moved closer.

"My lord, the servant is incompetent and can't personally dedicate his flesh and blood to you, but he will create the most perfect feast of killing. All he needs is me..." An Si Dago took off his helmet and revealed a bloody face. "Just use the servant's blood to pave the way..."

Lu Zhengkang frowned and rushed forward to stop An Si Dago's actions.

Before it was too late, the soldier tore his throat with his claws, blood splashed, and his body exploded, turning into a deep scarlet vortex.

It is the door of annihilation.

Lu Zhengkang was in the air and rushed in at once.

The whirlpool closed, leaving only two dumbfounded teenagers in the courtyard.

293rd Snake Mountain

In the chaotic annihilation channel, Lu Zhengkang is falling rapidly, surrounded by distorted scarlet shadows. They are intertwined with a huge silhouette of horror and sorrow. The overlapping silhouettes are like lines of warp and weft. Everything is still hidden in the untouchable depth. Only the occasional glimpse, the shimmering reflection, the gray line of sight, all of which are telling the unknown, as if to imply violence, slaughter, betrayal, and death.

Crazy whispers sounded in Lu Zhengkang's ears, under a layer of calm orchestral music, a layer of irritable noise, and between these two tunes, there was a faintly looming sound of cold water droplets.

The world hides seeds of destruction in order, and all these tragedies are just meaningless waves of fate.

That's it. Lu Zhengkang felt that the tune became a little bit exciting, and the grand battle was approaching. It was Boyekia’s invitation. No one could refuse. Similarly, behind the catastrophe, there will be a reward from the demon god-as long as he can live. Come down.

When he fell down, he saw a distorted wall of gray-red snakes at the end of the passage. He slammed into it and broke his bones!

...

Still water flows deep.

Flesh and bones are being devoured by greedy snakes, rustling scales rubbing, cooing swallowing, hissing spit, countless snakes sing profanity.

Soon, everything calmed down.

...

Lu Zhengkang's consciousness slowly became clear.