Type Moon: The Sims From Five Wars

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boom!

Berserker punched Mordred's sword, and Mordred gritted his teeth to receive the attack, but at the same time, the ground under her feet collapsed a few centimeters and cracked.

As soon as the punch landed, Berserker waved his fist again and went towards Mordred. The fist turned into a phantom, and hit Mordred continuously.

And Mordred also received all these attacks without any obvious injuries.

"It's not bad, you can fight me for a few rounds with a human body."

"Then, try to take my blow." Berserker praised, then stepped back slightly, gathering the magic power on the fist, the scarlet magic power wrapped around the fist, and violently moved towards Mordley De swung away.

Mordred couldn't help but his expression changed, and subconsciously raised his sword to block, but just as he raised his sword, Berserker's fist smashed the blade into pieces in an instant.

boom!

The fist actually hit Mordred, and a gust of wind blew up around it, spreading towards the surroundings, and the ground where Berserker was on also collapsed within a meter around him for more than half.

"Cough wow..." Mordred coughed out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but retreated a few meters, and finally stopped with the broken sword stuck in the ground.

"This guy's strength..." Mordred looked at Berserker with a pale face, his eyes were serious.

Mordred was troubled by Berserker's strength. This was the strongest person Mordred had encountered so far, and it was not at the same level as the ones he had encountered before.

"It's a pity that you didn't let me enjoy myself with your strength..." He said, and sighed regretfully.

Mordred looked at Berserker angrily, picked up the broken sword beside him and swung at Berserker.

He stabbed directly, but was easily caught by Berserker.

Berserker lightly weighed the broken sword in his hand, and looked at Mordred: "You are defeated because your weapon is not good enough."

"If your weapon is better, maybe we are still fighting now, but unfortunately, there is no if."

"What the hell are you talking about? I can still fight!"

Mordred stepped on the ground and rushed towards Berserker.

boom!

Berserker avoided Mordred's attack and did not attack Mordred directly.

"Don't just hide! Are you afraid of me?"

Berserker turned around to avoid Mordred's attack, and then hit Mordred with a whip leg, causing Mordred to take a few steps back, but Mordred attacked Berserker again in a blink of an eye .

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that the weapon is not good enough." Berserker made a jump to distance himself from Mordred, and commented.

"Okay, let me show you my strength."

As soon as Berserker's voice fell, a dense fog suddenly appeared around him inexplicably.

"What's going on?" Mordred looked around vigilantly, only feeling that his field of vision was slowly narrowing.

Berserker frowned: "Really, don't shoot at the prey I fancy!"

Berserker gathered his magic power, violently waved the sword that appeared in his hand, and split the surrounding thick fog, but it was only the surrounding thick fog, and the thick fog that was farther away was still there.

These thick fogs do not appear naturally, but are formed by the convergence of magic power, so the thick fog can only be dispersed by magic power, and it cannot be dispelled by ordinary means.

Mordred can also see the surrounding situation at this moment.

Not far away, I saw a little girl holding a dagger and just slashing a knight's neck.

"Hey! You actually!"

Mordred looked at the little girl.

The little girl seemed to sense Mordred's gaze, and smiled strangely at Mordred, before escaping into the mist next to her.

Mordred tried to catch up, but was stopped directly by Berserker.

"Hey, I'm still here."

Mordred gritted his teeth and looked at Berserker in front of him: "Damn it..."

"Really, I told you to come here. Look at how embarrassed you are now."

"Huh? What?"

Chapter 114 Miyamoto Musashi

Berserker looked at the visitor, with a look of surprise on his face: "You?"

Then Berserker reacted.

"No, you're not him."

Yu Feng glanced at Berserker.

Mordred looked at Yu Feng with a look of surprise: "How can you do that?"

"You really think that small place can trap me?"

"Although there was a little accident in the middle." Yu Feng thought of the fork in the road before, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, are you a follower?" Berserker looked at Yu Feng.

"Come and let me test your strength!"

As he spoke, Berserker launched an attack on Yu Feng.

Seeing this, Yu Feng concentrated his magic power on the tip of the spear and rushed forward, just in time to stab the rushing Berserker.

Seeing this, Berserker directly raised the sword in his hand to block it.

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, followed by the figure of Berserker taking a few steps back.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Feng directly attacked Berserk without giving Berserk a chance to react.

"Matthew, hurry up and help!" Fujimaru Tachika, who had just rushed over, looked at the surrounding battle and said hastily.

It's just that Fujimaru Tachika seems to have ignored her own situation.

"Okay! Master!" Matthew responded, and took part in the battle with a shield.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at Mash who was going to help, and felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, Fujimaru Tachika reacted.

"Wait, wait, Mash! I think it's better to protect me first! I'm also in danger now." Fujimaru Tachika hurriedly wanted to follow.

However, Fujimaru Tachika only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and then felt the coolness behind him, as if there was someone behind him.

Fujimaru Tachika's face froze, and she had a bad feeling.

"Hey~ Ya!"

A gust of wind blew behind him.

"Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Fujimaru Tatsuka turned around stiffly, and saw a woman in simple Japanese clothes holding two swords.

"Yo, long time no see, Fujimaru." She greeted Fujimaru Tachika and smiled.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at her blankly, and didn't know how to speak. After a while, Fujimaru Tachika tentatively asked, "That... do we know each other?"

She looked at Tachika Fujimaru in a daze, and smiled slightly after a while: "We will know each other later."

Fujimaru Tachika looked at her strangely: "Excuse me, are you...?"

She answered without hesitation: "Shinmen Musashi Mori Fujiwara Gennobu!"

Seeing Fujimaru Tatsuka's dazed look, she said another sentence.

"No, you are more familiar with the name Miyamoto Musashi."

Fujimaru Tachika nodded subconsciously: "Indeed, eh? Eh!? Miyamoto Musashi!?"

Fujimaru Tachika looked at Miyamoto Musashi in disbelief.

Miyamoto Musashi nodded, and at this moment, a stone puppet attack was coming towards the two of them.

"Well, let's talk about it after the battle is over, please find a place to hide first." Miyamoto Musashi said, and then rushed towards the stone puppet with two swords.

Fujimaru Tachika stared blankly at Miyamoto Musashi's back: "Miyamoto Musashi... is it a woman?"

Before he could react, he felt a silver light flash in front of his eyes, and the stone puppet instantly turned into gravel.

"incredible……"

And on this battlefield, with two people joining, the victory that was originally inclined to the side of the stone puppet was gradually overturned by the two.

"Retreat." A few miles away, Caster looked at the retreating stone puppet and said.

The stone puppet turned slightly and started walking towards the fantasy tree, and there was a figure standing there on its shoulder.

A figure suddenly appeared beside that figure.

"Assassin, what's the matter with your injury?"

"It hurts because of that woman."

"Woman? Hehe, I never thought you would have this day."

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"I really didn't expect it, your strength is quite strong."

"Although I still have something to say, I have to go."

Berserker looked at Yufeng.

Yu Feng chuckled: "This is not your style, Beowulf."

Beowulf was slightly taken aback, looked at Yu Feng unexpectedly, but also smiled: "You know me? Hehe, just pretend that I want to be serious."