The hot blood flowed down the temples, but Kuqiurin didn't care at all. His eyes were extremely serious and his spear in his hand still pointed to the ground. This was his best starting style.

Although I have used the ultimate skill once, I am afraid it will not work if I use it again, but now I can only do my best.

No matter what, you can't let this guy with extremely high danger pass.

"So, Mr. Spearman, you'd better get out of here. You can't beat my Berserker just by virtue of you."

At this moment, a young but tender voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop talking, who knows that I haven't finished the fight yet?"

It's so easy to get out of the way, is he still Kuchulin?

"Well, I'm really stubborn. I said that because you finally killed Berserker once. Since you have decided, then Berserker, we should not show mercy and kill him with all our strength."

The small and exquisite silver-haired girl pointed at Kuchulin angrily and said.

Bersker beside her raised his head and roared, exuding a violent aura all over her body, and his body seemed to be filled with steel. His huge body formed a strong contrast with Kuchulin.

No matter where he looks, Kuchulin seems to be no match for him.

"Tsk, this is interesting, very good, let me have a good fight."

Crushed by the violent momentum that was attacking from the front, Kuchulin smiled instead of being surprised, with a fierce smile on his face, and he actually launched an attack on his own initiative.

The spear is like a poisonous dragon coming out of the cave, incredibly fast!

Compared to the heroic spirit who used the gun against Bai Ye, his gun skills are more than one step ahead.

There are only thorns, constant thorns.

Punch out at the fastest speed and then retract at the fastest speed.

Maintaining this cycle, the red spear in Kuchulin's hand almost turned into a gun screen. Only after seeing the afterimage of the gun, but it was impossible to tell where the tip of the gun was.

If you feel Kuchulin's gun technique from Berserker's perspective, you may think you are suffering from the storm.

The strong wind caused by the dancing of the gun, and the stabbing of the gun was like rain.

There are no fancy tricks, no murderous intent, and awesome offensives.

All there are just simple thorns, like thorns like storms.

The attack location is concentrated in Berserker's throat, heart, joints and other important parts.

Even Berserker, who is immortal, will probably feel bad if he is stabbed.

However, will the combat skills be poor if Kuchulin is worthy of his ability to exert his strength so happily?

call!

This is not the sound of breathing, but the howling of the wind.

A shadow suddenly enveloped Kuchulin, and he jumped back without thinking.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, and it seemed like an explosion. A deep pit appeared on the ground, with spider web-like cracks all around it.

"Tsk, after fighting for a long time, this outrageous power has not weakened at all? Should I say that I am worthy of being a Berserker? But I am not a trash that can be slaughtered!"

Kuchulin roared and launched the most fierce offensive.

It almost turned into a shooting shot of the meteor, which was a full-strength blow that he had accumulated all his strength.

While the opponent's axe and sword was still in the stage when the old force had run out and the new force had not yet emerged, the spear headed straight to Berserker's heart.

"Varied....!"

Suddenly, Kuchulin's pupils shrank.

Berserker didn't raise his axe and sword at all. He waved his backhand and hit Kuqiurin's chest with a bottom-up slash. No, at the last moment, he actually retracted his spear and blocked his chest.

An indescribable terrifying force came from the axe and sword. Although it had a gun body as a buffer, it had no less impact.

The terrifying force was directly poured into the body, and the whole person flew backwards like a broken kite.

Resisting the dizzy shock, Kuchulin barely maintained his body in the air, but he still couldn't help but take a few more steps when he landed.

“….”

Kuchulin's breathing became a little rapid. Although the opponent's strength was not long, the opponent's strength was really terrible. Just dealing with his every hit, he had to put in a certain amount of physical strength. If this continues, let alone a happy fight, he would be exhausted first.

Really, who is this guy?

Looking at Berserker solemnly, Kuchulin couldn't help but think.

Through these rounds of battle, he almost figured out the opponent's ability value.

It is probably all A. Needless to say, the strength is completely above him. He doesn't even dare to touch the opponent's axe and sword with a gun. If it's durable, looking at this strong body, for ordinary people, it may be like a steel plate.

What puzzled him the most was that speed was comparable to his, but it was not the equilibrium speed, but the explosive power in a moment.

Perhaps only that guy Dilumudo can beat him in terms of speed.

Facing an opponent with stronger strength than himself, stronger durability than himself, and comparable speed, Kuchulin finally knew why Bai Ye asked him to leave directly when he met Berserker, and he didn't need to fight.

Because Bai Ye had known this guy's horror for a long time.

What just puzzled Kuqiurin was how Bai Ye knew? Have you ever fought with the other party?

No, no, this is probably impossible. Although I don’t know Bai Ye’s specific strength, I can’t beat this guy by virtue of being a human being.

That is an overwhelming power gap, plus the immortal body.

Whether it is rubbed or touched by an axe and a sword, it is inevitable that it will be seriously injured.

If you are hit by a critical point, such as the head, you will definitely be dead and lifeless, like a watermelon explosion.

Even heroes are the same.

"Haha, does the headless knight? It sounds quite interesting."

Kuchulin was talking to himself like this.

There is nothing to worry about, so what if you can't beat it, just try your best. No matter what, you have to kill the other party a few more times. This is also a reward for the favor of being summoned?

Kuchulin roared with a fearless smile.

Waving the blood-stained spear, he rushed towards Berserker, who was like a mythical god of war.

Maybe he will die, right?

But so what?

Just have a happy fight before dying.

Isn't this just-

Is his wish?

.............

After taking Caster back to the Ushi Palace, Bai Ye sensed it with a spell and found that Kuchulin had not come back yet, and the passage of magic was still continuing, indicating that he had not yet left the battle.

"What the hell is that guy doing? Didn't I tell him to run away when he encounters someone he can't beat? That battle maniac is really."

Bai Ye couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

He was extremely helpless about Kuchulin who was immersed in the heart of fighting without obeying the instructions.

It is true that we value love and friendship, but this combat madman is a big problem.

When he comes back, he must scold him well.

Bai Ye made up his mind secretly, but at the same time he was puzzled, who was Kuqiurin fighting with? He did not stop, not only liberated the treasure, but also injured.

Did he meet Jin Shanshan on the road?
Chapter completed!