They were both mid-level, but the kid named Qiao Yu in front of him shattered his shield with one blow.
What a fart!
The leader of the man in black robe was also shocked.
This information is wrong! It would be great if they could escape, let alone capture the Qiao Yu in front of them.
"I, Qiao Yu, am not cheating!"
Qiao Yu frowned.
He hates people saying he is cheating the most.
He is just an ordinary mage with a little more strength, a little higher defense, a little faster agility, and a little more health.
How can we say that he is cheating? Slander! Bald slander!
At this time, Qiao Yu also felt the benefits that the "Strong Man" skill brought to him. It would not be an exaggeration to call it an epic level enhancement.
"But I'm a little curious, what are your code names in Baize?" Qiao Yu asked the man in black robe.
He remembered that he had met 7438 and 9527 before, and they said that Bai Ze's code name was based on strength ranking.
"Me? 2333."
The leading man in black robes took off his hood, revealing a pale middle-aged face.
"Qiao Yu, you know our Baize so well, why don't you want to go back to Baize with us?"
The middle-aged man's words contained a hint of confusion.
"You must have a lot of questions, right? As long as you come back to Baize with us, all your questions will be answered, such as...the whereabouts of your parents!"
This middle-aged man’s words are truly shocking.
Qiao Yu fell silent, and Ma Fei and Yang Xiangdi couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
They all knew that Qiao Yu came to Beijing University to find clues about his parents.
"My parents...are both in Baize? What is their relationship with Baize?"
Qiao Yu's voice became very hoarse, as if there was a handful of sand stuck in her throat.
He raised his head, his eyes full of bright red bloodshot eyes.
"You will know all these questions when you come back to Baize with us." The middle-aged man showed a smile, looking like he had a chance to win.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as the saying goes, attacking the city is the bottom priority, and attacking the heart is the top priority. The ancients did not deceive me!
Then he suddenly felt that his head was a little light, as if he was flying suddenly.
The middle-aged man looked down and saw a headless corpse wrapped in a black robe.
Huh? This body looks so familiar. It seems to be my body?
With this last realization in his mind, his eyes instantly fell into darkness.
And standing behind the headless corpse was Qiao Yu holding the Yanyue Sword.
There was still blood dripping from the blade, and the middle-aged man never thought that Qiao Yu didn't act according to common sense.
One second he was having a good conversation with him, and the next second he drew his sword and beheaded him.
Therefore, middle-aged people have no defense at all.
"I will find the truth myself." Qiao Yu lowered her eyes and her voice was dry and hoarse.
If it were before, if she heard the middle-aged man say this, Qiao Yu would definitely follow him to Baize.
But now, there was a trace of fear in Qiao Yu's heart.
He is afraid, he is afraid if Bai Ze really has a close relationship with his parents.
So who should Zuo You's hatred be blamed on? His parents?
Why don't they come to me in person? There has been no news from them for twelve years.
And if Bai Ze and his parents have a hostile relationship, he will not be able to go to Bai Ze. His current strength will be for nothing.
The three mage men in black robes saw Qiao Yu in a daze, and secretly thought to themselves, what a great opportunity!
Several people waved their staffs and took action instantly.
"Spear of Fire!"
"Aurora Holy Sword!"
"The strong wind is shocking!"
Three completely different violent forces swept towards Qiao Yu.
Boom!
[The rage state has been triggered.]
Qiao Yu didn't dodge or dodge, and took the blow forcefully.
At this time, he needed a hearty killing to release the negative emotions in his heart.
He glanced back at Ma Fei, and the Ghost Eye Thousand Arms Dao was launched brazenly.
【-1800】
"The first form of the Pingyang Sword Technique, one sword to Pingyang!"
Qiao Yu and Ma Fei shouted the same move in unison, and then one held a sword and the other held a knife, and slashed at the black-robed man in front of each other.
"-857!"
"-520!"
"-398!"
Various damage values appeared from the head of the black-robed man in front.
"Holy Chakra!"
The nurse in black robe hiding behind raised his hands, and the health of the man in black robe in front began to recover slowly.
"I want to see if it's you who breastfeed faster! Or I can cut it faster!"
Like a wolf caught in the eye, Qiao Yu slashed away the other men in black robes with a single blow.
Then he wielded the Yanyue Sword and slashed wildly at a black-robed man in front of him, turning a blind eye to the attacks of others.
"Holy Chakra!"
The three wet nurses at the back were sweating heavily on their foreheads. They had never seen such a stunned person before, and they really caught one of them and chopped them wildly.
One sword, two swords, three swords.
The life value of the man in black robes in front of me is more exciting than the stock market. It surges at one moment and plummets at another.
He kept receiving new wounds from Qiao Yu's wounds, and they continued to heal under treatment.
A strange balance is formed between Qiao Yu's injury and the healing of the three wet nurses.
While this situation lasted for a quarter of an hour, the man in black robe raised his head with difficulty and looked at his three fellow wet nurses.
"Please, stop milking me and let me die!"
The black-robed man's eyes were full of pleading. This process of being slashed with a knife and constantly healing was no less than Lingchi's torture.
"No! This person didn't attack our wet nurse first, but only chopped you. He is looking down on our milk supply!" Instead of stopping, the three wet nurses increased their treatment intensity.
"I'm begging you, please stop! Let me die! I'm begging you, you three bitches!"
The man in black robe was crying, and the pleading in his eyes had turned into despair.
He never thought that one day his own death would become a luxury.
After a quarter of an hour of frantically swinging the knife, Qiao Yu's mind finally returned to calm.
He smiled kindly and raised his head to look at the three wet nurses.
"Very good. It's true that you breastfeed faster. You win."
A proud smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the three wet nurses, but Qiao Yu's next words made their smiles freeze on their faces.
"Okay, then I'm going to start cutting you. I hope you can breastfeed yourself so quickly."
The three wet nurses were shocked and angry when they heard this.
You, a bastard, first said you wanted to compete with us, and now you want to kill us if you lose?