Steel Steam and Flame

Because the materials of various weapons are different, when the weapons in Cassia and the others collide with Frangli's hard bones, the sound of the sound is completely different.

The forged steel sword in Cassia's hand once again jumped out of a huge gap, and the fine cracks were covered with a smooth blade, like a car window glass hit by a stone, which may turn into fragments falling on the ground at any time. The palm was numb, the electrical signal conduction of the nerve basically failed, and the hilt of the sword he was holding also appeared a little unreal.

There was a trembling sound like a bee flapping its wings. It was the swords of He and Iyetta, and there was no trace of damage. Even the sharp edge did not appear to be blunt because of the violent collision. Their weapons are very special. Needless to say, the horrible cane and sword. As early as in contact with Lee, Cassia knew that this non-metallic material was coming. Iyetta’s bronze dagger has never been seen before, but it is undoubtedly metal. It has all the characteristics that metal should have, and each one is extremely good. The dagger looks mottled and rough, but the surface is actually very smooth, with cold light on the blade and the color of snow in the sun.

"Well,,,"

Frangli's body staggered forward, his feet, hands, and neck, where the half-naked muscles slammed apart, and the bones were printed with a faint red under the flames that had not been extinguished by water. At this time, his body fell.

Even though the bones are extremely hard, it is the strands of muscle tissue that make this skeleton harder than steel move. There is no power transmission. No matter how hard bones are, they can only be discarded as a pile of scrap iron. . The main motor muscles on the thighs and arms have been severed just now. The three of them are the best in the same group of people standing in school, and they are familiar with human body structure and related functions of various tissues. Keep it in my heart. It is even easier to cut them off with a sharp weapon. After all, in their eyes, Francois only had the most difficult body to deal with. In addition, only the strength and degree are much higher than them, but it has not reached the level of absolute suppression. As long as he could not be surprised by the hardness of his bones, and was killed by the flaw found at that time, it would be able to support a period of time by one person afterwards.

Frangli's eyes were full of horror, and the feeling that his body could not be controlled by him made him very scared. He twisted his body on the iron frame, the wounds in his legs, arms and throat had begun to heal, and the muscles proliferated to repair the connection. He had a little power to move when he fell completely on the ground.

But he did not move, he was accumulating his only strength, trying to explode in an instant and save his life. The container was by his side, and he thought it was impossible for him to die here. When he fell down, the only remaining eyeballs moved quickly for a week, and he glanced at Shira not far in front of him, with hopeful gazes inside.

Sheila stood still, carrying the box and looking at him coldly, without any emotion in it, as if she was watching a small animal that had nothing to do with her die.

Linna on the side stepped forward. She was wearing high-heeled shoes with very sharp heels. After a special hardening treatment, she could serve as a temporary hard weapon. She aimed at Frangli's eyes with the back heel of her high heels and kicked it hard. The heel is very long. Although it is not the high specification of twelve or three centimeters in this kind of shoes, seven or eight centimeters is definitely considered.

Cassia, He and Iyetta also stopped the pace of the impact at this time, twisting their bodies and rushing towards Frangli.

Frangli was lying on the ground at this moment, turning his head to one side, avoiding Linna's attack. But he knew that this was only a temporary solution. If you didn't get away from Linna, sooner or later the heel of that high-heeled shoe would penetrate his eyes.

He stayed on the ground, his hands and feet pressed together, and the wound that hadn't healed completely was torn apart again because of the huge force transmitted in it. The pain was unbearable, his face twisted into a ball. I want to roar to alleviate the mental pain, but without a good throat, he can only let him make a "oooo" sound.

Frangli's body flew out against the ground, without controlling the slight strength, the scraping made him roll on the steel plate, rotating towards the container.

"Boom,,,"

The thin iron skin sank in response to the sound, and a big pit appeared, which could not resist Francis, who weighed as much as a steel block of the same volume. After the body stopped, he immediately reached out and climbed on the deformed iron sheet of the container. The wound on his arm healed a little before the body was placed upright. Even though he can only perform basic activities, he is still crazy, using the only strength in his body at the moment, trying to tear a big hole in it that he can penetrate.

"Squeak..." The iron sheet was like a piece of white paper, and he immediately pulled a hole out of it, revealing a corner of the darkness buried inside, and the weaker the flame illuminates the inside ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The appearance of the object is dim.

Frangli showed ecstasy on his face, and he was about to reach in. The next moment, he saw that his outstretched hand was moving away from the container, his body refused to obey, and a foot kicked his head, causing him to slam aside.

The body bumped on the distorted container, and the sound of footsteps slammed on the floor. Cassia and the others had already come to him.

Frangli kept shaking his head. He knew his weakness was there. His eyes were wide open. The water fell into it without blinking. He is still making the final struggle. At this time, Iyetta caught up with the kicked Franti, and stepped firmly on his chest with one foot, slamming his body into the iron sheet. Frangli reached out to grab this foot, and at this time, the leg kicked out at the distance estimated in his head, trying to kick Iyetta away. But all came to nothing, and the foot retracted instantly.

At the same time, two swords were already hanging above his head, facing his eyes. Fragmented light is reflected on it.

At this moment, only the two swords remained in Frangli's eyes. The world in his eyes has been completely occupied by the cold light on the sword, it is a dazzling light, as if it is the dazzling result of the reflection of all the large drops of water that are falling. The heart became cold, the blood vessels pulsed like hydraulic tubes, and the blood coagulated. He was afraid, knowing that the two swords would fall in the next instant, he couldn't hide it anyway. Hoping to be rescued by someone, Frangli opened his mouth, still unable to make a sound from his throat, but still wanted to shout.

Two swords fell, one was a piercing sword and the other was a forged steel sword that Cassia was missing. They didn't give Francy a chance to speak out. When Frangli's mouth just appeared in the shape of the first imperial word he wanted to shout, the sword sank from his eyes into his brain and stirred a few times. (To be continued.)