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Chapter 168 Fierce Fight 2

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Tick... Tick...

The sound of blood falling is no different from the drop of water, but the charm of the slow passing of vitality is irreplaceable.

The two stood back to back, connecting them with Efiros, the rune sword of Geer. Relying on its support, the two did not fall down.

Ikarhan looked at the tip of the sword that was exposed on his chest, and an incredible expression appeared on his face. He could hardly imagine that such a young man less than half of him would have the courage to face his blow of death, and it really succeeded.

Ger moved his wrist gently, and his backhand instantly retracted Ephiros, who pierced Ikarhan's back, and inserted it into the ground with a thin bloodshot.

Looking at the hole that appeared after the sword tip disappeared, Ikarhan made a cough sound in his throat, but he didn't say anything after all. He staggered forward two steps, fell to the ground, and then faced and threw himself on the ground.

A bright red slowly dissipated from under him, and the lord full of ambitions ended his life in this unknown woodland.

"I won."

Ger was relieved to see Ikar Khan fall.

At this time, the pain temporarily blocked by excitement and stimulation began to constantly impact his consciousness. Not only did the severe pain on his right arm, but the left thigh was not inferior. It was the wound left by Ikar Khan's life-threatening blow.

In the previous confrontation, Geer relied on the advantage of taking the lead to hit Ikar Khan's abdomen faster, pierced through his internal organs, quickly recovered and moved downward, accurately blocking Ikar Khan's last sword. However, because the sword was relatively hasty and had exhausted its power, it could not block it completely. It could only shift it, and it was finally hit by the thigh. Fortunately, Ikar Khan's strength was insufficient. This wound only injured the muscles and nerves, and had no effect on the bones. Relying on Geer's excellent recovery ability, he could recover again in a few days.

As for the last sword that penetrated Ikarhan from behind, it was not just a last sword, leaving him no hope.

Without caring about Ikarhan's body, Geer pulled off a few strips of cloth from the cloth under his armor and began to bandage the wound. Although the close-fitting clothes had long been wet, Geer's requirements were not high, so he just wrapped the wound to stop bleeding.

After everything was settled, Geer stood up and stared at Ikarhan's body, without saying a word for a long time.

Every time he was in the middle of death, Geer never felt scared at all. Instead, he felt a special sense of excitement and excitement. Until he cut the enemy under the sword and won the final victory, the satisfaction made him feel a sense of sudden and intoxicated, and this time was no exception.

The water droplets flowing on the surface of the skin, the breeze blowing, the endless pain in the wound, and the lingering smell of blood, everything made him feel his own existence extremely strongly.

He exists in this world, without doubt. So real, then certainly, no longer the self who was on his own in his previous life who was like a machine. He is no longer the consumables that would only slowly rot in the soil where the future cannot be seen, but Griezmann Wolfgang Colburnson, who is now standing in this world and moving towards the peak.

Suddenly, he had a trace of enlightenment.

Is it the sense of accomplishment of defeating a strong enemy that prompts him to move towards stronger, or is it that he constantly fights against a strong enemy for the sake of being stronger?

None of these matters. The most important thing is that he does exist, has persistence, principles, emotions, ideals, and goals. That is to exist as a living person, that is enough.

After that mental questioning, he affirmed himself again.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Geer's face. His smile was so real and natural, completely from his heart.

He stepped forward to pick up Ikarhan's sword. Sure enough, Geer felt the soul energy that was about to move.

However, this time he did not absorb energy, but extracted the memory marks inside, which was not difficult for him.

Sure enough, Ikarhan's memory mark contains his deepest martial arts memory - the D-level sword skill Haifa Sand Spike Fencing Skill. This kind of combat technique is no longer of great use for Ger. It is only used for reference and will not specifically learn it, because he already has his own path. As for the significance of collecting this combat technique, it is also more of a souvenir to kill powerful enemies.

Maybe in the future, I can build a martial arts library in my world, just like a library.

Geer thought so.

Regarding the soul energy, Geer doesn't want to absorb it anymore. Anyway, the next module cannot be opened now, and it is useless to absorb it. In addition, after knowing the source of the soul energy, he also subconsciously resisted. He wanted to become stronger, but what he wanted to become stronger as a person is not as a beast. The latter choice has no meaning to him.

Another important reason is that after that spiritual trial, the soul crystal condensed in his body and his original greatest reliance on the biological brain were vaguely confronting each other. This situation made him a little worried, but he couldn't even find the cause, let alone the solution. So before he found a definite result, he did not want to continue to turn on the module, so as not to have some unwilling possibility.

At this time, it seemed that the impact of the heavy rain had disappeared, and the sun also showed its face from the thick black cotton coat. Even in this forest covered by layers of tree canopy, mottled spots dyed golden red can be seen.

A layer of faint white mist slowly rose, and there were a sporadic sound of insects, melodious and melodious, with a dreamlike feeling.

Ger cut off Ikarhan's head, wrapped it with the fabric on his body, held it in his hand, stood up to identify the direction, and then headed towards the way he came.

As time passed, the woodland began to regain its vitality, and there were more birds and insects, and various sounds mixed together, giving the tranquility a sense of leisurely tranquility inside, which made Geer, who was rushing to the road, began to relax.

After walking for about ten minutes, I guess I could walk out of the woodland after walking for another period, an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in Geer's heart, as if something was looking at him.

At this time, he realized that the sound of birds and insects nearby disappeared, and there was a kind of heavy feeling in the air.

There are enemies!

Geer made a judgment immediately and took action.

The corresponding module was immediately turned on, and more than ten blue figures suddenly appeared in Geer's field of vision. They lurked in the grass and moved quietly toward this side, light and silent, like snakes moving silently.

Although I don’t know where these new strangers come from, they don’t act like they are kind-hearted, so they can only fight.

call!

A huge whistling sounded, which was Ger threw out Ikarhan's sword. The huge weapon roared violently in the air, piercing into a grass, and then a scream came from corresponding sound.

Geer immediately stepped back, hid behind a big tree, and threw out the cloth bag covering Ikar Khan's head.

Swish...

A few subtle sounds of wind breaking out of thin air, and then the cloth bag fell out of thin air like something hit. It rolled on the ground for several rounds and stopped, revealing the head of the person staring in his eyes.

Judging from the situation where the cloth bag was hit, this kind of flying prop should be something like blowing arrows, but the accompanying power is quite large.

The rustling began to sound frequently.

Obviously, these enemies also found that they shot the wrong target and were ready to approach Fanger with a melee battle with the advantage of numbers.

After reaching a certain distance, the rustling sound disappeared again. But Geer knew that it was not because the enemy stopped, but that they began to surround him with a more cautious approach.

“…three, two, one…”

Geer silently recited the countdown in his mind. When the number returned to zero, he suddenly turned around and rushed out like the right side.

clang!

A man in black looked at Geer's sudden appearance in shock. The two of them almost instantly turned face to face, and the weapons in their hands became decorations for a moment. At this moment, Geer held the long sword inverted and hit the enemy's Adam's apple with the hilt in front of him, with a crisp click. The man in black's eyes protruded, as if he was about to fall off. Then he fell to the ground softly the next moment.

Ger did not stop, and pushed his shoulders away from the body, Epheros swung forward, and there was a thin sword stabbing the sword.

After blocking the stabbing, Geer stepped forward with a short body and rushed into the enemy's arms. The enemy could not bear the force and staggered backwards. Geer slashed downwards, and the enemy's neck was cut in half, making only half a sound.

After the two enemies here were killed, Geer suddenly realized that the encirclement of these enemies was instantly broken.

The other men in black did not expect that Geer could break through the siege so easily, and caught him off guard and rushed over from all directions.

Geer pretended to run forward two steps, then suddenly stopped, turned 180 degrees to the left, and was about to avoid the sharp sword that was stabbed like an eye. Then Ephiros handed it out, and the sword edge directly penetrated the enemy's throat behind him.

The enemy lost one more person.

He kicked the corpse in front of him away, and when he slightly blocked the man in black following behind, he had already rushed to the right. In his vision, there was only one enemy here, which was the weakest position.

Dangdang!

Two consecutive sounds of sword exchange, and when he passed by the enemy, Geer's sword had already wiped the enemy's neck, and at the same time he broke out from the encirclement again, causing a burst of exclamation from the remaining enemies and began to stir up.

With his super strong control over the overall situation, Geer took advantage of various advantages and never gave these enemies the opportunity to completely surround him, and firmly controlled the initiative on the battlefield.

In less than a minute, the black-clad enemy lost one quarter of their capacities.

The others looked at each other, not daring to deal with it in a dispersed manner, and formed a half-encircle, slowly approaching Geer in a consistent manner.

Geer grinned, and excitement began to emerge in his eyes again.

He slowly took two steps back, as if he was forced to be forced by these enemies, but at this moment, his right foot kicked violently, and a black shadow jumped out of the grass, directly piercing the formation against an unexpected enemy on the left, which was the same sword in the hands of these enemies.

At the same time, Geer kicked again under his feet and rushed out with a very fast speed. The direction was the left wing of the formation that had become somewhat chaotic due to the change just now.

One of the remaining three on the left wing retreated, intending to meet with his companions, and the other two rushed towards Geer.

Geer turned sideways and dodged two thin swords. Epheros stabbed with the situation and directly penetrated the abdomen of the man in black in front of him and threw it towards the enemy beside him. While knocking him away, Geer unexpectedly rushed towards the retreating man in black.

Puchi!

The panicked enemy could not resist Geer's assault at all. Half of his body was almost cut down, his body fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood emerged.

The other enemies were stunned by Geer's extremely cruel attack and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Geer was about to solve the rest of the people.

Whoosh!

Geer suddenly stopped rushing forward, and Averros stood in front of him.

With a loud clang, a short black cone fell on the grass, and Geer was shocked and pushed several steps, and came to a big tree with a dense crown.

Just as he retreated to the edge of the tree, suddenly, a silver sword silently slashed towards Geer from the side, and Geer had no reaction at all. (To be continued...)
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