ps: I was lazy again yesterday, and of course I have to pay it back as usual today... Okay~ Although it's a little late, this is the second chapter. There will be three updates tonight, and the last one may be slightly

It will be a little later, but book friends who can’t wait can read it tomorrow~

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The two figures intertwined in the forest for a moment, but they made each other a stunning surprise attack!

Strong counterattack!

It seems like it’s just a snap of the fingers!

"ah!!!!!!"

A roar like the roar of a ferocious beast came from behind~

The next moment, no one could see how the figure on the opposite side moved. A darkness that almost cut off the sight fell in front of him in an instant, completely blocking Feng Jian's vision!

Curse of low vision?

No~

The effect of the curse cannot be so complete.

Dark enchantment?

It shouldn't start so fast, then this is...

However, before Feng Jian could think about it, the sharp sound of breaking wind was already coming like a rotating wind blade~

He twisted his body with all his strength, only to hear several metallic clanging sounds. The next moment, the unbalanced Feng Jian's body flew out of the darkness like a rag, and then landed in the darkness.

There were two scratches on the ground~

The roars and sounds of weapons clashing here can be heard far away.

However, the chaos in the surrounding scene did not stop at all~

The elf players had obviously spread the news that they were ambushed by the undead players at the moment they were attacked~

But even though they alerted their other comrades, it didn't help them at all right now.

When all the peripheral members were killed and the loose defense circle was broken through almost instantly, the elf players in this group seemed to be really hopeless~

It was impossible for anyone to arrive in time to rescue them from the brink of a group attack, and it was impossible for them to fight back against the enemy with their already chaotic command system and less than half of their members.

Especially when the most powerful warrior among them, the legendary master who was said to be able to survive being chased by outsiders on the battlefield and who could counterattack and kill more than 20 opponents, was trapped by the enemy's troops, the morale became even higher.

It's a plummet!

How can the players on the elf side still have the mood to care about who is making the roar in the forest?

In fact~

Even if the name of the leader of their regiment turned completely dark the next moment, they would not feel it was the slightest strange. Because it seemed that no one could hold out for more than a quarter of an hour...

What about the players on the undead side?

They thought that the war group was nothing they needed to worry about.

A Cantian Dao... a Liuyun...

These two were both big brother figures who once ranked first on the undead clan ranking list!

Although the level strength of both of them has declined now, Cantian Dao can still barely remain in the top twenty, but Liu Yun even slipped out of the top thousand...the top ten thousand...

...

Does anyone dare to look down upon him?

No~

No one dares~

Because everyone knows that this is a "strange person" who has reached level 90 or more of the third level in half a month. Then he fell down at an extremely fast speed!

In his hands, it seems that the level is just a number that can be jumped and played at will~

And his strength has already exceeded all the meanings that a mere number can convey~

He is already powerful enough to far exceed the evaluation standards...

If the combination of two partners needs outsiders to worry...

What the hell~

It is estimated that their entire Free Corps with hundreds of outsiders should be almost dead~

Otherwise, how could such an outrageous situation happen?

However, the actual situation is:

Although it was the Wind Sword that was knocked away, he only suffered some negligible impact damage~

And as the strange darkness in the forest completely disappeared, the Cantian Sword that reappeared in front of everyone looked like it was not in good condition...

The blood gushing out from the clavicle under his neck had almost stained half of his armor red, and the damage caused by the attack on his vitals had taken away almost one-fifth of Cantian Sword's HP!

You must know that as a dark warrior, Cantian Dao is not like those effeminate and slender warriors of the elves. He has no flaws in terms of strength and physical attributes, so the amount of HP that comes with it is also extremely thick!

Even though Cantian Sword is not a MT warrior with a strong physique, its blood volume is much thicker than that of the opposite Fengjian!

Coupled with the additional effects and superb defense of the equipment...

The blow from the Wind Sword just now is almost equivalent to the effect of a normal attack made by a level 70 power boss against the Cantian Sword... and it is still a direct hit without any loss of force!

"Cough cough...cough cough cough...

It’s really fucking...I haven’t met such a powerful person in a long time...hiss~~~"

The Cantian Sword is still in its second-level state. Because it has not been reincarnated into a real undead unit, it still has the minimum pain effect~

The injuries suffered by the vital attack are not just injuries that can be explained clearly by losing a little HP. Especially for actual combat masters like them who have extremely high fidelity, the greater and deeper the trauma they suffer,

The closer you are to the critical location, the greater the chain of deteriorating effects it will cause in your actions!

And even a powerful latent cultivator would find it difficult to resist the overwhelming pain that almost makes one faint when his neck and collarbone are cut by the other party!

Cantian Dao was about to say something serious, but he was so shocked by the shocking pain that he took a breath~

"Hey~

Brother Tiandao, are you okay? Otherwise, why don’t you do it for me? It looks like you are in a rhythm to pounce~"

Liu Yifei, who was not very honest at the back, raised his hand, smashed a corpse and regenerated it, but he did not forget to joke.

"Go away~

You, a level 30 special cripple, just stay back!

It’s rare to meet a strong enough player, so of course I have to deal with it myself~

If you dare to come out and embarrass yourself, be careful and someone will kill you instantly!"

Cantian Dao covered the slowly healing wound on his collarbone and carefully moved the injured shoulder, but he couldn't help but turned around and roared.

However, just as he turned around and roared, the Fengjian on the opposite side once again transformed into a swift predator in the dense forest, charging towards him almost clinging to the ground!

This explosive running method of leaning forward and forcing the body to subconsciously speed up the pace in order to maintain balance is also a mental method that Fengjian only mastered after rigorous training and exploration. It is most suitable for use at this time.

Opponents who are unprepared for a surprise attack or who have temporarily deserted!

"I'll wipe it! Here we go again! You're crazy!"

Seeing his opponent pounce on him again, Cantian Dao couldn't help but scream. He turned around and wanted to run away~

However, there was only a sharp sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, and two cold lights reappeared in the forest, causing an arc of light to look straight at Cantian Dao's feet!

If you shoot a man, shoot the horse first; if you kill a man, chop off the legs first!

It cripples the opponent's mobility. Even the most awesome master can only sit on the ground and wait for death!

Feng Jian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he had already locked his attack position!

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened by everyone...including Liu Yifei who was watching the battle from the sidelines!

Can Tian Dao, who seemed to be about to turn away just now, suddenly turned around and threw out a handful of gray-white powder. At the moment when the powder was raised, a burst of lightning-like bright light suddenly flashed in the forest, illuminating the surrounding area.

The trees were pale, but they flickered and disappeared!

Exploding light dust?

I'm going~

So despicable...

Liu Yifei, who had the same flower in front of him, was subconsciously stunned, and a thought flashed through his mind~

"mean!!!"

The martial arts master opposite him obviously had the same idea~

The only slight difference is that this guy's treatment is much more unlucky than Liu Yifei~

Liu Yifei more or less still had the Cantian Sword blocking him in front of him, so he was not exposed to the strongest exposure point of the explosive light dust, while Feng Jian. Yan Mie had just stared "straightly" at the thigh of the Cantian Sword.
To be continued...