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Chapter 19 The first secret confrontation

In "Tao", the stronger the thief, the more secret the movement is, so secret that ordinary players can't feel their existence at all.

In fact, a thief who has received the true teachings is very low-key, and it is difficult for the heavenly court to discover their existence. Those who like to show off and act high-profile are often half-tone.

Such a half-tongue is also the guy that Tianting hates the most, because they don’t know the rules and do not know how to restrain themselves. After gaining some illegal magic power, they think they are invincible in the world and act freely, and they have a sense of superiority when facing ordinary players.

Such low-level magic thieves are already very good if they don’t take the initiative to provoke ordinary players. If players provoke them on their own, they rarely hold back. They usually kill them quickly.

Unfortunately, judging from the current observations, the mass grave is a half-tongued technique.

The most troublesome thing for a warlock is that when encountering such a scene, they must first ensure the safety of ordinary players. Secondly, they must ensure the gaming experience of ordinary players, not be roughly interfering, have skills, and be considerate. Thirdly, they must complete the task.

Originally, the thief was difficult to deal with. With so many additional conditions, it was equivalent to dancing with chains all over the body, and the difficulty of the task was increased countless times.

This is also the main reason why thieves like to rob players. Ordinary players are their shields!

Seeing the crossbow arrow shot, the thief roared wildly: "A mere path, look at your grandfather's methods!"

The big sword in his hand began to dance wildly, and it was extremely fast. In an instant, it turned into a thick silver mist in front of him.

In the darkness, three "ding ding ding" sounds were heard, and three Mars bursts, and all three meteor-like crossbow arrows were knocked away.

At this time, Captain Lin had already rushed to the front of the thief, and the thin leaf knife in his hand poked the heart of the thief.

His sword is not as gorgeous as the sword technique, but he uses it as a sting, but the tip of the knife is flashing, and it also contains the meaning of chopping, cutting, picking, etc. Once the situation changes, his sword can also respond as soon as possible.

This sword showed his skills. The guy who can be called the first sword in Hengxian is indeed a bit capable.

But no matter how great this ability is, it is the ability of the player. In Su Ke's eyes, if you can use this sword, you are just a warrior who has achieved success in practicing swords, but the master is still unaware of it. His opponent, the thief, is a martial arts master, and the two sides are one level apart.

It is normal for ordinary players to be unable to compete with the thief.

Because ordinary players only have game memories when playing, even if they are peerless, it will only take a hundred years to learn how to practice swords at their age in their thirties, which is already very good.

But both thieves and warlocks retain memories of the real world. There are countless virtual worlds used to train memories in the real world. In those worlds, time flows at a speed of hundreds of times the real world, which is naturally equivalent to a hundred times the life span. Such sufficient practice time does not require talent at all. As long as you are willing to work hard, the ultimate achievements will be amazing.

Seeing Lin Juefang stabbing the crossbow arrow with a knife, this thief hit him haha: "Good sword technique, but overestimating one's own ability!"

As he spoke, the silver sword light in front of him suddenly restrained and turned into a simple sword with a stream of water flowing on the surface. The blade was engraved with many ancient seal scripts. At this time, these words were all shining, and there seemed to be fine lightning entangled between the strokes.

Seeing this knife, Su Ke's pupils shrank sharply: "Like the power of a water knife, the power of thunder control is not good, Lin Juefang is in danger!"

Lin Juefang also felt this. In fact, when he saw his opponent's sword-making and concealing the steel crossbow before, he already knew that his martial arts skills were far from the opponent of this demon.

However, in the same martial arts, there has always been advancement but not retreat. If you retreat, your courage will be discharged. If the opponent chases you, he will die. Instead of dying so cowardly, it is better to fight hard, and you may get a glimmer of hope.

However, even though he had such thoughts in his heart, Lin Juefang's heart was still cold: "This demon looks similar to me at the age of a demon, but his sword technique has already revealed the grand master's aura. Alas~ The world is so great, and there are many people with extraordinary talents."

For a moment, the opponent's momentum was overwhelming. Under this unrivaled momentum, Lin Juefang felt discouraged. The reputation of the so-called "Hengxian No. 1 Sword" was even more of a joke. Even if he died at the hands of this demon, he felt a little indifferent.

On this side, Su Ke received news from the game system almost at the same time: "Lin Juefang's life should not be lost, so he should be saved!"

This is nonsense. Su Ke has been a sorcerer for two years. It is not the first time he has seen such a fucking situation. Naturally, he knows how to deal with it.

At this moment, the distance between the sword thief and Lin Juefang's sword was less than half a meter. A collision would occur in one tenth of a second, and life and death would be divided into instants.

This moment is very critical for both sides, and there cannot be any difference, and Su Ke is waiting for this moment.

At this time, Su Ke, who was fifty meters away, had no time to rush up to save people. All he could do was to interfere with the mind of the thief.

He quietly leaned out from behind the shabby tombstone, his eyes suddenly widened, his eyes shining brightly, staring at the back of the thief, his whole body was even more vigorous, his muscles suddenly collapsed, and the air around him was shaken by the tight muscles, and he even let out a whistle.

Su Ke's people were still in place when he acted, but his entire divine intention seemed to turn into a white-browed tiger with a hanging eye. A "Wow~" roared the tiger, and rushed towards the other party with a bloody storm.

The thief immediately felt a sense of emotion. At this moment, his hair stood on his back, and a chill rushed from the base of his tail to the sky spirit cover. He couldn't help but tremble.

‘No, someone attacked behind him. He was extremely capable and was not inferior to me!’ This thought appeared in his mind.

This was the critical moment of the battle. Seeing that the opponent's knife was about to come, the thief secretly complained in his heart.

He could easily kill this ordinary player, but he would definitely be killed by the opponent behind him. For a moment, his courage was much more extinguished, and the power of the knife was greatly reduced, and the light flashing on the blade suddenly became much dimmed.

At this moment of life and death, Lin Juefang felt extremely keen. He immediately noticed the opponent's hesitation. The overwhelming pressure before subsided, and Lin Juefang, who was originally under the pressure, only seeking to die quickly, immediately became alive.

‘What’s going on? The other party was distracted. Good opportunity!’

It is not a good opportunity to kill the other party, but Lin Juefang has no expectations for this, but a good opportunity to escape.

Lin Juefang changed the poke to a grid, and the knife in his hand was horizontal, and the "dang" blocked the sword of the thief.

Lin Juefang's body suddenly shook for this grid, and bleeding oozed between his mouth and nose, and his body was already injured.

He could no longer care about so much. With this force, he flew backwards, then flashed, hid behind a tree, and used the tree body to avoid the possible pursuit of the thief. Then he ran wildly, and his figure fell into darkness in an instant.

The thief did not chase him at all. He immediately turned around and looked at the darkness behind him, and was fully alert.

But after waiting for a long time, no one appeared. The murderous intent that was as solid as a substance seemed to be his illusion.

He was shocked and suspicious in his eyes, and couldn't help but yell: "My friend, show up if you have the courage!"

Everything is as old as before, and there is no response in the darkness.

The thief was not stupid either. After pondering for a moment, he had some clues in his mind: 'This person suddenly appeared, and the player escaped his life. He was afraid that the person who came to the game was a warlock. The matter of mass graves would not be good."

In the mass grave in the dark, this short, fat and honest man's eyes were filled with an unknown fierce light.

‘It’s just a warlock. I, the Nandaoist, dealt with a lot, not much more than you.’

Su Ke didn't know the man's plan. The truth was not completely clear. There might be a thief hiding in the dark, and Captain Lin was seriously injured and could not run far. He couldn't ignore it.
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