The group of people shuttled through the wind and sand, getting farther and farther away from the small town of Branston.
When I turned back, the small town of Branston had disappeared into the long yellow sand.
It’s almost time to get started!
Nie Yan took a look. Among the twenty people, there were two orc warriors, two tauren warriors, three shamans, two elf thieves, five elf mages, three elf demon hunters, and three druids.
, this kind of professional matching is relatively common. The equipment they wear is very good, and equipment of sub-legendary level and above is very common.
Most of the large amounts of top-quality equipment produced by the Angel Overlord Guild are distributed to the top players in the guild. They get a lot of it. In addition, they often download dungeons to buy equipment, so there are naturally a lot of good things.
Looking over them, Nie Yan showed a smile. If some equipment was obtained from this group of people, he would probably be heartbroken to death.
In the long queue, warriors and thieves walked in the front, followed by druids, and elf mages, demon hunters and shamans walked in the back. These guys were too lack of vigilance. Did they think that there were no such things in their territory?
Do players dare to attack them? Didn't the Winged Angels tell them how to stay vigilant?
In contrast, the players of the Niu Ren Tribe are much more professional. No matter where they are, even outside Carol City, they always have to ensure that the thieves are in a stealth and wandering state, and there must also be one or two people at the back of the team.
warriors to deal with emergencies.
The people of Angel Overlord are too arrogant.
Nie Yan's eyes were fixed on a slightly fat shaman behind their team. The guy looked a little bored.
"Light and Shadow, where are we, and how long will it take for us to arrive?" The shaman looked at the elf mage next to him and asked.
The elf mage named Guangying said: "It's still early, I guess we'll have to walk for at least five minutes."
"It's really depressing. I was about to rush to level 126. I was just short of 3% experience, so I was called back. I don't know how many times I have to fail this dungeon. I guess level 126 is for the time being.
There’s no chance.” The shaman complained.
Guangying chuckled and was about to say something when his pupils suddenly shrank, showing a look of horror, because he saw a figure appearing behind the shaman, like a ghost.
Before he could make any sound to alert the shaman, a dagger suddenly appeared at the shaman's throat.
"The first one." A quiet voice sounded like it came from hell, making people feel chilled.
There was a pop, and before the shaman could react, a hole was cut in his throat, and blood spurted out.
"Enemy attack!"
"Oh no, Huo Lie's *** is gone!"
This group of players suddenly became commotion. They waved their staffs, cast spells one after another, and shot arrows towards Nie Yan.
Their reaction was nothing short of unpleasant.
Nie Yan killed the shaman, bent down and put away the equipment that the shaman had dropped. When he saw the magic and arrows coming, he put his right hand on the ground, turned over and jumped five or six yards. These magic and arrows shot out from his body.
Shot sideways.
Just as he landed firmly on the ground, Nie Yan's right foot suddenly shot out like a spring. The target was the mage named Light and Shadow.
When the mage named Guangying saw Nie Yan rushing towards him, he immediately waved his staff and expelled Nie Yan the moment he rushed towards him.
The moment he waved his staff, Nie Yan knew what magic he was going to use. Ordinary mages would usually choose magic like expulsion or ice ring when being caught off guard by thieves.
Before the expulsion spell could touch him, Nie Yan activated the death saving throw in advance.
The power of the expulsion technique swept across Nie Yan's body, but it had no effect. Nie Yan drove straight in, struck the elf mage in the chest with an elbow, and hit the chest with a bang.
The elf mage was knocked upside down by the force, and a cold light pierced his chest.
With a pop, blood spurted out.
The Elf Mage fell heavily to the ground.
After two people were killed in a row, everyone else panicked and attacked Nie Yan crazily, especially the demon hunters. They attacked faster and drew out arrows, streaking arrows, frost arrows...
Arrows shot out one after another.
Nie Yan took a quick step and made a few dings to block their shots. He stretched out his right hand, picked up the items dropped by the elf mage, and disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on?" Li Yan asked in the team chat. He noticed the commotion behind the team. Two consecutive system prompts made him stunned for a moment. Two teammates were killed?
"A thief is attacking us!"
"Who is it?"
"I don't know. The other party has hidden information. It may be the mad thief Nirvana! The weapon that flashed by just now should be the Sword of Zennard!"
Apart from Nie Yan, they couldn't imagine anyone else with such skills who could kill two of their teammates in such a short period of time.
Hearing the name of the mad thief Nie Yan, everyone felt awe in their hearts.
I don’t know when all the players have become accustomed to being called the mad thief Nie Yan. Nie Yan’s undefeated myth continues to this day. Every time Nie Yan appears, the powerful sword of Zernard in his hand always appears.
It's chilling. To his enemies, the sword of Zernard is a sword of death. When it comes out, someone will be splashed with blood for ten steps. To them, the title of Crazy Thief means more.
A kind of fear.
"The whole group is on alert, be careful!" Split Rock rushed from behind, "Shaman, search for his location!"
"I can't find the hidden totem!" the two shamans who were still alive behind said nervously.
I don't know why, they were a little panicked. This kind of thing is rare for top players like them. Usually, they can stay calm even if they encounter a super boss. However, facing the sky of yellow sand and that
The mad thief Nie Yan is unknown where to hide in the shadows. Their hearts seem to be bound by an invisible force.
"He is too hidden. Search skills are ineffective against him. Calm down and wait for him to appear before attacking. React quickly!" he said while floating around. His eyes were paying attention to the movements around him, and there was already a trace of blood oozing out of his palms.
Sweat. A mage like him would easily become Nie Yan's primary target.
"Boss Split Rock, do we want to retreat?" a mage asked, feeling that his whole body was in a state of tension.
"If we withdraw, Guangying and Huo Lie will die in vain." Split Rock still has a glimmer of hope that driving Nie Yan away can revive his two teammates.
They have two top professional players here, so they may not be afraid of Nie Yan.
Looking at the panicked group of people in the center, Nie Yan's lips showed a trace of cold murderous intent. His eyes were fixed on Ji Feng in the crowd, who was less than two yards away from the cracked rock.
Nie Yan's eyes suddenly condensed and he suddenly moved.
Liyan calmed down and took a step slowly. The dust on the ground was swept away by the powerful energy. His understanding of the Holy Swordsman was quite good, and he seemed to be able to control the energy easily.
Suddenly, he felt a murderous intention locked on him, and he let out a low cry, and stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot. With a bang, a powerful force swept out, and cracks appeared on the ground.
, covering an area of about five yards in radius.
The Holy Swordsman's earth-shattering shock is much more terrifying than that of ordinary professions.
However, after the earthquake, Nie Yan did not appear.
Split Yan's eyes suddenly locked on an open space in the distance, he shouted loudly, swung his sword, and a powerful crescent-shaped sword energy swept out.
There was a loud bang, and a deep pit opened in the ground.
Split Rock understood that these attacks were ineffective against the mad thief Nie Yan, and he tried to use these attacks to draw out the mad thief Nie Yan, so that he and Piao Lai Piao could join forces.
Just when the cracking rock attack was launched and before he could take it back, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.
"Split Rock, be careful!" It flashed here and there, and when it reached a place about two or three yards away from the split rock, its throat trembled, and a sharp hiss came out of its mouth.
Howl of fear!
The moment he screamed in fear, Nie Yan used a mental saving skill. Before Li Yan could react, Nie Yan stepped hard on Li Yan's right knee joint. There was a bang.
, Li Yan knelt on the ground, and Nie Yan did another sideways kick. With a loud bang, a leg hit Li Yan's neck.
Splitting rock's throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Holy Swordsman's powerful body was quite durable, and Nie Yan's attack was not fatal.
At this moment, Ji Feng, who was not far away, yelled: "Boss Split Yan, be careful!" He rushed towards where Nie Yan and Split Yan were.
Seeing Ji Feng rushing over, Nie Yanchen shouted, swung the Zenard Sword in his hand, Destruction Slash!
Ten huge sword shadows formed out of thin air and fell from the sky.
Everything is so fast that there is no reaction time.
At the moment when he used Destruction Slash, Nie Yan's eyes caught sight of the helpless players standing behind him. One of them was the lustful black bull. Nie Yan's Destruction Slash was a group attack skill with a range of one line.
When the sword was brought down, more than ten people would be killed. At the moment of cutting down, he slightly adjusted the direction of the attack.
"Boss Split Rock, run!"
Seeing the sword shadow slashing down on his head, Ji Feng suddenly turned around and rushed towards the cracked rock.
Hearing a bang, Ji Feng rushed up to Split Rock at this critical moment, knocked Split Rock away with an elbow, and was beheaded by the light of his sword.
With a scream, Ji Feng was killed instantly.
Drifting back and forth, I saw Nie Yan slashed by his sword. At this critical moment, he used a flash skill to dodge the attack and escape.
As for the players behind, they were not so lucky. They never expected that Nie Yan's sword was actually a group attack.
There was a loud bang, and seven or eight players had no time to escape, and were swallowed up by the shadow of the sword. They instantly turned into white light, and the sand was swept away, leaving a huge crater on the ground.
