My Daughter is So Amazing

　　 The three people on the river beach fought for a few more seconds. The short armor man had already taken the upper hand visible to the naked eye, leaving several wounds on the two opponents.

　　 Although it was not a fatal injury, it also delayed their movements to a great extent, and it was almost impossible to support them.

　　 There is a very obvious difference in strength between the two sides. The short man obviously did not make a full shot. He has seized the opportunity to kill each other several times, but in the end the blade still staggered the point.

　　 She doesn't seem to want to kill.

　　 But the two opponents were a little bit ignorant of good and bad, did not back down, they were still in a posture until the dead, as if the two sides had the hatred of killing their father and taking the foundation.

　　 And beside the river beach, in a pile of dense bushes, there was suddenly an unnatural sway. In the tiny gaps of the bushes, something was faintly shining with cold light.

　　 That is a crossbow arrow that has been set up, which has been aimed at the short man's vest!

　　The person holding the crossbow, covered in a weird camouflage, lays in the bushes, and is completely integrated with it. Even if he gets closer, he can't see that there is a person hidden here.

　　 He is holding a crossbow that has also been camouflaged in his hand. Judging from the faint magic patterns of mystery and the blue light on the arrow, this crossbow is of extraordinary quality, and its power is probably not weaker than that of firearms.

　　 This person stared at the battlefield coldly with a pair of sharp eyes, completely ignoring the life and death of the other two companions, and patiently waiting for the short man to appear flaws.

　　He needs a chance to be hit hard, even fatally.

　　Old Voldemort.

His two companions, only a seventh-order hero, can never threaten this eighth-order short man. Their only value is to use their life-saving characteristics and the short man’s weakness to create for the third person. Chance.

　　 Only this sneaker who is also Tier 8 is the real killer move.

　　At this time, the battle on the river beach had been going on for five minutes. The short man seemed to be a little impatient, stopped the offensive, and took the initiative to speak:

　　 "Don't fight, you are not my opponent."

　　 A sweet and beautiful female voice, a pretty standard girly cute voice.

　　 The two opponents also glanced at each other, and fell silent, seemingly intending to surrender.

　　 The short man's movements and vigilance have also decreased a lot.

　　 This is the sneak attacker in the bushes, waiting for a long time!

　　 He lifted the arrow of the crossbow slightly, calibrated the center again, and at the same time poured the spiritual power of his whole body into the crossbow, the arrow showed a spiral of airflow.

　　 didn't have any exaggerated and gorgeous visual effects, and there was no big movement, he had already brewed this silent fatal blow.

　　 But when he was about to pull the trigger, the bushes around him shook slightly, and a fluffy little milk cat jumped out of it.

　　 The sneak attacker was taken aback.

cat? Why are there cats here?

　　 Before he had time to think about it, he suddenly felt his whole body stiff, and his limbs began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

　　 This is his instinctive reaction that he has exercised all the year round, which is more acute than the brain.

　　 Immediately afterwards, he felt a majestic coercion, as if the mountains came from behind, as if a mountain higher than the whole world was pouring towards him.

　　 In the face of this substantive coercion, he couldn't turn his head back, couldn't see it with his own eyes, and even couldn't think.

　　 His brain has already given up thinking instinctively, leaving nothing but a blank...

　　 When the sneak attacker came back to his senses again, he felt a huge tear-like pain in his chest, and a sword tip had penetrated his chest.

　　 But the strange thing is that there is not a drop of blood on the blade?

　　 He opened his mouth hard, seeming to want to say something.

　　 It's a pity that he couldn't say it, but a large gleam of sword light smashed him into pieces...

　　 "You should be glad that you can only die once..."

　　Rol said coldly.

　　 then threw the saber into the air, holding the scabbard in his left hand, and tapping on the surface of the scabbard with his right hand like a piano.

　　 The saber that was thrown into the air was magically suspended in the air, as if being held by an invisible big hand, and then turned into a stream of light and galloped towards the remaining two enemies.

　　 The two people in charge of the containment saw a light flashing in the bushes, their hearts were immediately happy, and a vicious sneer appeared at the corners of their mouths.

　　 In the next second, the silver light pierced through the armor of the two of them, shattered their hearts, and then flew back into the bushes.

　　 This trick is the third secret of family swordsmanship.

　　'S name is "three"

　　 I originally thought about things like "Imperial Swordsmanship", "Flying Sword", and "Please Turn Around, Baby".

　　 I got older and didn’t think it was worthy of such a name, so I changed it...

Compared with Ukuyi I and Uoyi II, Uoyi III's power and speed are not the fastest, and its attack range is not the widest, but it is better than the range and flexibility. Not to mention the first level of people from thousands of miles away, at least kilometers. Poke the key within.

　　Roll picked up the crossbow used by the sneakers from the bushes, installed it in his left hand ~www.readwn.com~ and walked out of the bushes.

　　 When the short armored man in the distance saw his figure, he was shocked.

　　 is short, has a cute voice, and is very good at swordsmanship. That is naturally the baby girl Keli Rohr is looking for.

　　 But she would never have thought that her father would suddenly pop up in such a barren mountain...

　　 She didn’t even bother to think about this issue. At this time, a thought reverberated in her heart and mind:

　　 It's over, my dad found out...

　　 Dad is angry, Dad doesn’t love me anymore, Dad doesn’t want me anymore, I am a wild child, an orphan no one wants...

　　 woo woo...

　　 Kelly was so desperate and wanted to escape, but she couldn't move her legs, she seemed to be unable to walk when she saw her father.

　　 She can only hope that this armor can conceal her identity a little bit...

　　Krol quickly walked in front of her, first reached out and touched her helmet, then gently took her into his arms, patted the back of the armor, and said softly:

　　 "It's okay, don't be afraid, Dad is here."

　　 Sure enough, this armor can't fool my dad at all. I'm afraid he will recognize him at a glance no matter what I dress up...

　　 But, dad doesn’t seem to be angry?

　　 Then do you want to... just confess to dad?

　　 Then I apologize seriously, act like a baby, and try my best to be cute. Dad should be able to forgive me, right?

　　 Kelly thought wildly in her mind, and then heard Rohr continue to say:

　　 "Oriana told me before that you were well prepared for this trip, and I didn't believe it at first..."

　　 "Unexpectedly, she didn't lie to me, your college really equipped you with such a good armor."