This man was wearing a simple set of leather armor, revealing a pair of thick arms. His back was covered by a wide black cloak, and there was also a faint light of runes. It looked like a magic circle, but it was specious, but it was terrifyingly powerful.
The coercion is not fake - no matter the person or the object.
"Nivell, how long are you going to burn incense and worship the gods? Can't you hear the shouts of killing Zhentian outside?" The man suddenly spoke, and his voice penetrated the entire hall and shook the door!
"I heard you." The woman said quietly: "Thank you for your protection over the past few days. Now I declare that your mission has been completed. Please help yourself."
The man suddenly raised his voice, his tone full of anger: "If you die here, how can I live alone? Will your father let me go? Will your saint-level boss let me go? Listen to me,
Stop counting on those bullshit gods. They are just straw and unreliable at critical moments. Follow me!"
"Lancero, please be more respectful!" Nivel shook off the man's hand and assumed an inviolable posture. "Also, although you are not one of my tribe, please respect us.
Please maintain the necessary respect for the gods, and I will pretend not to hear you this time."
"You..." Lance was extremely angry, but he couldn't do anything to the girl in front of him. After clenching his fists for a long time, the guy suddenly turned around and shouted: "How long will it take for these thieves to wait? Give them all a try.
I'll get out!"
The killers were shocked by the sound waves. They were all dizzy and secretly frightened. They knew that their whereabouts had been exposed. Speaking of beating, even if the two brothers went together, they might not be able to make others frown. Talking about running away, grandma's
We are killers, not warriors or knights, not to mention the opponent is so powerful! There is no shame in running away!
The killers were about to attack, sprint away, move quickly and fly, and in the blink of an eye they reached the entrance of the hall. Lanceruo smiled coldly, and suddenly charged and trampled, but saw his shadow behind him.
After a few flashes in the palace, all the killers fell to the ground, and no one was spared.
Ye Fengxing was shocked. Could it be that the high-level charge and trample was so awesome? This was not a curved charge, it was simply a "repeated charge"!
"There is another one. I told you to stop hiding. I know where you are. Do you have to catch you out personally?"
Ye Fengxing chuckled, but held his breath and hid it even more tightly. You know what a joke! That's not how you play psychological warfare. It's not easy to deceive a five-year-old. Can we have some brains?
"Okay, if you don't come out, then don't blame my ruthless men!" Lanceruo's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he didn't know when there was a long sword in his hand. With just one finger, a thin line of fighting spirit flashed.
The beam shot out and penetrated the shoulder of a killer.
Ma Bi! Here comes this trick again! Ye Fengxing cursed secretly and almost jumped out. This special trick has become a classic routine. It never works after repeated attempts. Why does the protagonist have to undergo this kind of test? Do you dare to change it to a new one?
?!
Of course, someone took it for granted this time. Although he used an old trick, it was not him who was tested, but the real protagonist of this mission-Miss Yun!
"Zach!" Tolia, the little girl played by Yun Qianshuang, arrived just at this moment, and without saying a word, she drew her swords and faced him.
"Hey, little girl, your swordsmanship is pretty good." Lance Ruo stood up with his sword to face the enemy, with a relaxed demeanor and a casual approach, and he even had a few words of air-conditioning.
As soon as Shuang Meizi met this guy, she felt like a mirror. She couldn't defeat him. This was ridiculous. Why were there NPCs above level 80 in the temple? Facing an opponent with such overwhelming attributes, there was no way.
Damn it!
Several killers have slowed down and have fled into the shadows, waiting for opportunities. As for the hunters and archers, they have already bent their bows and arrows and fired hastily. However, they still have scruples. Sister Lily and the
The men were tumbling and fighting together. It was really difficult to aim. If you accidentally shot the wrong person, you would be beaten to death by your companions...
Yun Qianshuang was struggling to hold on when suddenly, a private message flashed up.
[Yiye Fengxing] [Secret Whisper]: This grandson’s level is too high and cannot be beaten. Let’s lure him out quickly.
Shuang Meizi's heart moved, and she retreated while fighting, running fiercely on the Wind Steps, and at the same time asked her companions to surround Lance Ruo. Several archers had caught the opportunity this time, and they opened their bows one by one and fired arrows in succession.
Gone like rain!
Lance Ruo's performance was even more impressive. He didn't dodge or dodge. He didn't block the arrows even though he was being shot. There seemed to be a strange force field around him. The powerful arrows that could have penetrated rocks and broken trees flew away.
If you get too close, you will lose strength and fall to the ground.
"Male Gobi, this guy is invulnerable!" A hunter-raider cursed and chased after him.
"Get out of here!" Lanceruo suddenly turned around and slashed through thousands of troops with a ground-breaking slash. How could a few level 65 guys be able to resist? He was thrown away on the spot and fell into unconsciousness.
This time the Dou Qi fluctuations were very strong. Yun Qianshuang's guess was correct. The Marshal was indeed attracted. It seemed that high-level NPCs had a special kind of induction, which allowed them to detect each other within a certain range.
"Young man, you must be good at controlling your anger." The commander held a saber in his hand and stood in front of Yun Qianshuang with his face as heavy as water, like a mountain.
If Lance was not blind, he could naturally see the opponent's strength. He put the long sword on his shoulder and said proudly: "If I don't like to control, what can you do? Do you want to beat me up?
Dun? Huh?"
The commander suddenly laughed: "You have such a bad temper that you deserve to be beaten. You can compete with me back in the day. Come on, let me inspect the goods and see how much you weigh."
Lanceruo narrowed his eyes and parried with lightning. His movements were extremely serious. He no longer had the same idleness as before. The bearded man in front of him put a lot of pressure on him. If he didn't take action seriously, he would probably go back with his life today.
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"Looking at your ability, you don't look like a person from this country, but like an elite trained by our Alpha Empire." The commander praised him while fighting.
"I want you to mind your own business!" Lance Ruo curled his lips and accelerated his hand movements. A burst of lightning-like attacks set off a series of flashes of light, forcing the commander to retreat step by step.
"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!" A certain bearded man actually wanted to smile playfully. I really don't know how he grew up so courageous. Did he grow up eating leopard milk when he was a child?
"Let me tell you, who has the upper hand here?" Ye Fengxing had already rushed to the entrance of the hall, turned on the video recorder, and was getting high.
Yun Qianshuang had been liberated, and she was safe and sound. She walked over and knocked on a certain mage, and whispered: "The system has already informed me that the mission has been completed. Should we evacuate?"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. These two guys played a very exciting fight. Let me finish recording first." Ye Fengxing said casually and continued to change the angle.
"Oh, by the way, why did you come here? Did you already know that there was an important person here?"
"How can that be possible? I don't understand the art of divination. I just make inferences based on the common sense of such stories. Generally speaking, countries with less developed civilizations like this have less developed ideas. You know, whenever you encounter
For important state affairs, incense must be burned and worshiped by gods. Common people worship at home, but what about the big shots? It's obvious."
"So that's it, you are really powerful." Yun Qianshuang punched Ye Fengxing and whispered in his ear: "Then what big shot did you see?"
"This..." Ye Fengxing was suddenly speechless and speechless. He suddenly thought of something: Miss Yun took over the task, and she should have more information!
"Is Princess Nivel good-looking?" Shuang Meizi smiled slightly and blew like a blue.
"Okay... not bad." Ye Fengxing even had the intention to kill people. Fortunately, he has always been thick-skinned, so he can hold on for the time being.
Suddenly, the situation on the field suddenly changed. The commander was in a losing situation, but for some unknown reason, he reversed the situation. The counter-pressure left Lance Ruo, who was blocking left and right, without the ability to fight back.
"Oh, young people are very motivated. I am old and can't compete with you for speed. Why don't you also try my pace?" With these words, the handsome man's sword skills changed again.
The thunderous and earth-shattering posture, no matter how fast you are with your sword, one strike will make you take ten steps back!
Ye Fengxing nodded secretly. The person who designed this plot was obviously an expert in ancient martial arts. The sword skills used by the commander were in line with the advanced realm of cold weapons: using strength to defeat skill, using simplicity to defeat complexity. The seemingly clumsy sword attack
Sheathing the knife is as slow as a turtle crawling, but speed players just can't get close.
Lanceruo gritted his teeth and fought with the commander twice, but was helpless that his fighting spirit was not as good as his opponent's. He immediately suffered a secret loss, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Young man, why are you so persistent? Put down your sword and I will spare your life." The commander seemed to have a love for talents. After all, eighth-level warriors are very rare, not to mention he is so young. Look at his appearance.
, he doesn’t look like a person from this country. It would be best to have a good talk with him later and persuade him to change his mind.
"Bah! Do I want you to spare me?" Lance smiled evilly, and suddenly raised his left hand. A faint holy aura suddenly floated up, and a ruby-white holy light surrounded him. In just a moment, the blood stains on the corner of his mouth faded away, and he recovered as before.
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"Holy Healing? Are you from the Holy See of Light? Judgment Knight?" The commander was really shocked this time. Is this kid a mixed profession? It shouldn't be, this is unreasonable!
Ye Fengxing's hand also shook a bit - Damn it! A warrior has become a knight. He can fight, carry and attack. How shameless? This... this is unscientific!
Lanceruo spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, and without any nonsense, he charged forward and slashed with his sword! I saw that his sword was as fast as a sword, and his moves were like a halo of light, and he swung it out in just a few strokes.
