The murmuring words were not temporary comfort, nor were they random guesses, because she, who had been the closest to him, knew that the man had indeed begun to fall into some strange mental state.
He turned around and knocked down a black-clothed shieldman who had just rushed out of the building. Duan Qing's black dagger suddenly flashed on his body for a moment, and then stepped on with one foot, while passing by his body, the man was killed.
The iron shield that fell to the ground kicked up. Without enough time to check the attributes on the shield, he stabbed at another black figure behind him without looking back, and then at the same moment when the opponent raised his sword to parry, he hit the shield that had just flown past him.
His head was then slapped on the opponent's face by the shield he grabbed with one hand. Amidst the dull collision of gold, iron and flesh, a violent airflow burst out from the contact surface between the two, and his body did not move at all.
Duan Qing twisted his waist and turned sideways, turning the sword in his hand twice in succession. Finally, when the two black assassins were forced to retreat again, he suddenly threw the blood-stained shield away.
"I thought... I would never use this kind of thing again."
The shield spun in the air, creating a dazzling light and shadow, and hit one of the men in black on the head exactly, and then flicked to the right as the man fell like a green onion, hitting the center of the forehead of another assassin in black.
: "This way of playing games..."
"It's very hurtful."
The shield still containing huge power bounced into the air again. Duan Qing ducked and dodged the last dagger from behind, and then raised his hand to lock the sword that was about to pass over his head.
The arm that was locked by him instantly stretched out a large semicircle. The black sword light flashed past the chest of the figure who fell to the ground on his back, and he rolled back to the center of the street and turned into a black body again.
Phantom, then just before the two fireballs were about to hit the red barrier that continued in the center of the team, they flashed past the fiery red spherical shield: "You remember..."
"Share the damage."
A wave of ripples flashed across the surface of the red lotus barrier intertwined with various unknown runes, absorbing the two flying fireballs like water waves. Xiao Hongchen, who had just raised his sword to block another assassin, only felt a flash in front of him.
Flowers, and then found that the other party had fallen in front of him: "Go out after the sharing is finished, Qianhui won't be able to bear it."
"Ah? Oh..."
He looked back at the slightly pale profile of the red-haired girl who was holding a red staff and slowly following Pamir. Xiao Hongchen nodded in realization, but before he could rush out even two steps,
They were pushed back again by a large number of enemies who rushed in front of them: "Where did these weirdos come from? They can't be killed no matter how hard they are..."
"Listening to the slogans they shouted before, they should be lurkers sent in by the empire in advance."
The chattering and relaxed voice on the other side also echoed in the team, accompanied by her supporting sword swing: "However, if you take into account that restorer..."
"The Ancient Magic Empire can also be referred to as the Empire, right?"
"That's true."
Ningyu Ninglan, who had returned from nowhere, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and then disappeared in the reflection of several metal threads that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye: "They... seem to be unfamiliar with the imperial people behind them."
"But this is too much, right? How many people have they brought in during this period... No, the Empire has already moved in?"
Mengzhu, who was wearing a cloak, hunched over and returned to the barrier, looked at the figures of more and more imperial soldiers advancing from the back of the street in the distance: "Oops! What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do..."
"How about you carry Pamir and run away?"
Pointing his thumbs up behind him, Duan Qing, who suddenly appeared next to the girl, showed a comforting smile, and then dragged the body of the other man in black that he had just pierced towards the enemy formation on the left rear.
He rushed out: "If I had the confidence to protect myself... maybe it would be faster than now?"
"I, I don't have that ability."
Sliding away from another flying arrow, Mengzhu muttered in a low voice: "It's you...why don't you carry it?"
"This is indeed a solution."
Amidst the sounds of metal clashing again in the distance, Duan Qing's voice came back vaguely: "But..."
"Pamir will definitely not agree to such a method."
He raised his head and glanced at the two figures, one fat and one thin, who were still walking forward. He took a long breath with some understanding, and then slammed the ground hard, erecting a wall in front of him.
.A few black-clothed assassins who sprinted too hard obviously did not expect that the man in front of them who came and went like the wind could actually use magic. They were caught off guard and knocked out splashes of earth and rocks before they could lift themselves up.
When they smashed these obstacles with their weapons, more and more earthen walls began to appear under their feet, lifting all the assassins on the right side of the street into the air two stories high.
"thousand!"
"knew--!"
The cry that seemed to come from the soul came out from the mouth of Qianzhi Crane who gritted his teeth and moved forward, and then turned into a flying meteor, whizzing towards the target on the street, blowing away several black figures who had no time to react.
Go out. The red-haired girl who put down her arms gasped loudly as if she had just lifted a heavy hammer. Then, surrounded by the black dagger and metal wires that rushed forward, a blue long sword appeared.
Fa Xu Liushang also calmly retreated to the side of the red light ball, turned around and slashed out a flawless arc: "You have exhausted too much physical strength, don't show off anymore."
"But, but..."
"Listen, to become a master, saving physical energy and planning are also very important."
The fireball that descended again in mid-air split into two halves in the perfect sword arc, spreading their respective firelights to both sides of the street. Xuyu Liushang, who did not turn around, also withdrew his sword at the same time and assumed a defensive posture: "
Duan...Qingshan may not have taught you this, after all, he has never been a magician, but I..."
"I still have some experience more or less."
The slender sword body unique to women threw a bent silk thread in the air, making a harsh crackling sound. Finally, with the wild airflow around it, the sword body was completely stretched out. The scattered sword energy
The roar passed by Pamir's ear and slapped on the ground on the street on the right. Several people who had just managed to clean up the mess caused by Duan Qing and the two men but had a chance to escape were also cut to the ground again by these thin sword shadows.
: "The threats on the ground have almost been cleared..."
"Next...it's your time."
"oh oh!"
Seeing Duan Qing's figure suddenly leaping up to the right room, Mengzhu, who was hiding in the shield, nodded suddenly, and then after hiding for a while, he also touched the row of buildings on the left. A fierce battle
Sounds and shouts followed the fluctuations of magic, and then resounded in the sky on both sides of the street a few breaths later. Whispering Liushang, who had witnessed this scene, safely stepped out of the territory of the red lotus barrier, and at the same time made a gesture to Thousand-Fingered Crane
He made a temporary safety gesture: "Remove it first, they will deal with those magicians."
"Hoo, ho..."
The red-haired girl who was already sweating profusely took back her staff and gasped weakly: "I've never held on for so long before, I'm so tired..."
"We've probably only walked halfway, and there's still a long way to go."
As this voice sounded, Duan Qing's figure returned to the front of the team. He put away the dagger with blood on it, and at the same time restrained the inexplicable aura floating around his body: "And..."
"These are just soldiers, there are a lot of troubles behind..."
As his eyes turned, several teammates who were traveling slowly began to look in the direction of a certain intersection. The man in the trench coat who had disappeared before appeared vaguely in the corner there, and several others appeared at the same time.
There are two confronting figures who are also dressed in black, but with their heads and faces exposed. Huan Meng, who is facing Duan Qing, seems to have been injured. The one hand standing behind him is also trembling unconsciously, but the figure is slowly retreating.
His movements seemed to be as calm as his tone: "He finally showed up, you people..."
"It's really commendable that we managed to catch up here." The leading man in black replied in a low voice: "You've been wandering around outside for the past few days, are you thinking about how to get in?"
"It's obviously inappropriate to come all the way here to be a guest. It's obviously inappropriate to bring too many people." Looking sideways at the scene behind him, Huanmeng stopped retreating: "Otherwise... I would have found you traitors long ago.
.”
"Traitor? It seems you still haven't understood the situation."
A sword shadow with a black sword energy suddenly passed through the air of the confrontation, and at the same time, there was a voice belonging to the man in black with a grin: "We people... are not the lackeys of Dawn Glory in the first place."
ah!"
boom!
The man in the trench coat stepped back and raised his arms to block it, as if he did not intend to bring the battle between them into the advancing team. However, the expected corrosive power did not splash on him as expected, because he was located in the team.
The black dagger of a certain man among them had already stabbed the man's side first: "I..."
"Won't you introduce it to us?"
In an instant, he separated into the figures on both sides. Duan Qing waved to Pamir and the fat man who had just passed by. Then he tilted his head and asked the man in the windbreaker beside him: "The origin of these colleagues?"
"Moshang Qingshan...right?"
Before Huanmeng could give his answer, another player in black in the group opposite weighed the long knife in his hand and walked over slowly: "We know your origins, but... we still have to advise you.
"
"Don't interfere in our affairs."
"Meet in? No, no, no..."
Among the figures retreating calmly, Duan Qing and Huanmeng slowly returned to the center of Valletta Street, then pointed to the end of the queue that had passed by, and replied innocently: "
Do you think we are passers-by in the story, who like to meddle in other people’s business when we have nothing to do? We are just passing by. If you have anything to do, please feel free to do so. I can guarantee that... this friend of mine will never care about you again.
Already."
"Let's go, let's continue."
With the weird smile on Huanmeng's face next to him, Duan Qing pulled on his tattered windbreaker, then ignored the black-clothed players who also looked confused, and chased towards the rear of his team. The remaining ambush
Among the intertwined figures that the team continued to fly forward, a black aura rushed towards Duan Qing and others. He looked back expressionlessly, and what came into view was the angry reaction of those players.
Smiling fiercely: "Are you..."
"Are you looking down on others too much?"
Oops……
The bulging windbreaker rotated rapidly again. Huan Meng, whose gloves on both fists had become tattered, gritted his teeth and broke away from the team's last line of defense. A cold sword energy grazed his body again.
Like lightning, the player in black at the front appeared in front of him: "You're right..."
The same Pei Ran aura as before once again appeared on Duan Qing's face. He blocked Huan Meng's body first, and then slashed down with an incredible movement. Then he swung his sword and swept away, sending Huan Meng flying.
The player's black sword slashed diagonally on the surface of another shield: "I do..."
"I don't take you people seriously."
The black sword shadow went from top to bottom, cutting across the surface of the shield wrapped in black aura at a speed that cut through space. Then, with the abnormal power, it flew the player and shield into the distance. Manhan
Duan Qing, who had a solemn expression, immediately retracted his one-handed side slashing action. It seemed that the previous violent blow did not have any inertia effect on him. He turned around as the swords and swords breathing black energy came towards him.
Pushing the body of the man in the trench coat away, he picked up another unknown long sword that had fallen to the ground. Then, amid the sparks generated by a series of metal friction, it ran diagonally into the arms of one of the men in black.
The rustling sound of corrosion and the figure of the man with chest tightness and vomiting blood appeared in Huan Meng's sight at the same time. The weapon that had lost a lot of durability was raised in the air, and the man who was twisting and turning was black.
The Qi was thrown out of the close range, and he raised his sword to fly away the opponent's weapon. The broken sword, which was already riddled with holes, turned strangely in the air, and the hilt appeared on the bridge of the player's nose: "If the magical skill of transforming iron is
If we can unify the world..."
"That old guild in Jianghu should have been extinct long ago!"
He hit the swordsman in front of him staggering with both hands, and then threw the broken sword in the other hand into the face of another black shadow that had just rushed up behind him. The last long sword on the right
The moment he struck again, he once again pulled the battered body in front of him, and then flew up with a kick, kicking away the body that was acting as a human shield and the swordsman behind him.
"Sneaking chickens and dogs, I admit that you are the better ones."
In the scene of two black figures flying across the street like meteors, Duan Qing, who was still solemn, shook his long sword, then waved to Huanmeng behind him, turned around and chased after his team:
"But... we are on the battlefield now."
"As far as you guys are concerned...please don't get involved in the affairs of the rest of us, okay?"
"you……!"
Looking at the figures of the two people gradually getting further away, the player who fell to the ground clutching his chest shouted angrily: "Loser! How dare you be so arrogant? Just wait..."
"When the imperial army arrives, I will make your life worse than death!"
"Come on though."
Looking at the street that became clear again in front of him, Duan Qing slowly caught up behind Pamir and waved his hand without looking back.
"Who is the loser...it's not certain yet."
This chapter has been completed!