The dead wood layman looked quite proud, and what he said was as proud as others: "Brother Gua, we are competing but we can't show off. If I take out my weapon, I'm afraid of hurting everyone's harmony, so why not use this
how?"
As he spoke, he threw two long iron swords over. Mad Dog Dragon took them and saw that the two swords were blank weapons with exactly the same attributes: +20 attack power, standard store products.
Mad Dog Dragon smiled bitterly, thinking, do you think you will hurt me if you show your long sword? If I show my weapon, I might kill you instantly.
So he threw a handful to the dead wood layman and kept a handful for himself.
After receiving the sword, Kumuji took a long breath: "This is the most common store product. Brother Gua is an assassin and I am a swordsman. It is unfair for me to use this sword against you."
This is an honest truth. None of the weapons that assassins are good at are particularly long. Assassin weapons are short and sharp, sharp and dangerous, and can kill with one hit. However, once a long sword is used, it loses that agility and agility.
The swordsman is completely the opposite. Once the sword is deployed, the assassin has no choice but to retreat.
The dead wood layman said proudly: "So Brother Gua, I will not use my skills to deal with you."
What he said sounds very fair. In fact, anyone who cares will know that this guy is cheating. If you don't use the skills, the opponent will definitely not use them. In this way, the assassin's "Flash", "Backstab" and "Breaking Attack" categories
The fatal skills were completely ineffective, and Deadwood layman was in an invincible position first.
Mad Dog Dragon smiled: "Then let the layman take action!"
The Kumu layman really had the charm of an ancient swordsman. After making a sword gesture with his index finger and middle finger, he stabbed out with a light sword.
There was still a bit of distance between him and Mad Dog Dragon, so it was impossible to reach him immediately once the sword was thrust out.
But his hands were quick, and after a few "swish, swish, swish" sword dances, the sword immediately swam in twists and turns, and the resulting sword shadows were like several venomous snakes twisting left and right, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
.
Let's just say that this person's basic skills as a swordsman are probably not as good as those of Yan Yuhua Qingcheng.
"Okay!" Mad Dog Dragon was also dazzled.
As soon as the word "good" came out of his mouth, the strength of Kumuji's sword suddenly changed, and a straight cold light flew out of several poisonous snakes like lightning, going straight to the throat of Mad Dog Dragon. This sword was too fast.
Ruoyun, who was behind Mad Dog Dragon, couldn't see clearly the direction of the sword. But suddenly all the sword shadows disappeared one after another. The distance between the two people was less than two meters. The sword of Kumu Jushi stopped in mid-air, and his sword was far away from Mad Dog Dragon's.
The heart was less than half a meter long. He just stopped before the final blow.
However, Mad Dog Dragon's sword almost stopped at the throat of the dead wood layman. If the dead wood layman stabbed forward again, his own throat would be penetrated by the sword. This situation looked like the dead wood layman cut his own throat.
It's the same as sending it to someone else's sword.
The last move of both men was the same. It was a straight thrust with a sword. The difference was that Mad Dog Dragon's sword was incredibly fast. No one among the dozen or so people in the tent could really see how he struck.
Mad Dog Dragon looked at the dead wood layman and slowly put down his sword: "The layman's swordsmanship is already very powerful!"
The proud look on Mr. Kumu's face no longer existed. He said nothing, turned around, walked to the chair on the right and sat down, his face twitching heavily.
At this time, the out-of-print Death God clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay, Brother Gua is so good this time. Don't you guys usually think that you are great? Now you will know how great you are when you meet a real master, right?"
In fact, Mad Dog Dragon was not very good at weapons such as swords, mainly because after getting to know Yijian Feixue, his knowledge of the use of swords and practical combat were greatly enhanced.
It is no exaggeration to say that among the opponents he has met now, unless Yi Jian Feixue comes here in person, few can take advantage of him with a long sword.
As soon as they saw that the dead wood layman had fallen, the other people no longer had the urge to try, and they were all thinking secretly, this assassin of the Eastern Dynasty is really a very capable person, he doesn't have any courage and heft, and he really doesn't dare to come alone.
here.
The expression of the out-of-print God of Death suddenly became serious, and he said coldly to everyone: "Who were the people who attacked Xixing Plaza the day before yesterday?"
These words were actually addressed to Zui Chengfeng. Zui Chengfeng couldn't bear the gaze of the out-of-print god of death, so he could only say honestly: "Yes... it was the Lemon Thorn couple who went there."
The out-of-print Death said coldly: "Is anyone in the camp?"
Zui Chengfeng had no choice but to take out the sound box and send a notification.
Soon, two swordsmen, a man and a woman, entered the tent. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. Their black cloaks with gold edges complemented each other. They were obviously lovers.
The out-of-print God of Death stared at the male swordsman and said: "The night before, I went to Xixing Plaza to kill the person in charge of the Oriental Dynasty Studio. Who asked you to go?"
When Lemon Thorn saw that there were outsiders present, she immediately fell silent.
Zui Chengfeng said angrily: "The president is asking you, why have everyone become deaf?"
Rose Flower also lowered her head and said nothing.
The out-of-print Death God stared at the two of them for a long time before sighing: "You two are people who have exceeded level 65, and you were also brought here by Drunken Brother. You two should also know our rules."
The rules of Paradise Star are that for members above level 65, once there is a vendetta, unless it is a fight on the spot, the action must be approved by the senior management. Private actions disrupt the overall deployment of the guild, and not only the perpetrators themselves will suffer.
, their person in charge is even more unlucky.
Lemon Thorn still had no expression, but the corners of Rose Flower's eyes were twitching.
"Catch the drunk guy!" the out-of-print God of Death roared.
Five or six people in the tent surged forward, and Zui Chengfeng was unable to resist. All of a sudden, everyone grabbed his limbs and lifted him up at the same time.
"Boss, I have never given such an order! Absolutely not!" This change not only caught Zui Chengfeng by surprise, but also stunned Mad Dog Long and Ruoyun.
"Drag him out and cut off his head!" the out-of-print God of Death said decisively.
Drunk Chengfeng panicked and struggled desperately: "Boss, it's definitely not me. I was in Loulan City the day before yesterday, drinking with people from Longxingtianxia..."
"Kill!" The out-of-print God of Death had a fierce glint in his eyes, and now he looked like a guild president, that is, he was decisive and decisive in killing.
Everyone ignored Zui Chengfeng's struggle, lifted the person up and walked out.
Just as he was about to leave the tent, a sharp female voice immediately sounded: "Stop!"
The out-of-print Death God immediately made a gesture, and everyone stopped again.
"Pa————"
This is the sound of a slap on someone's face, very clear and crisp.
Everyone was shocked again, because this slap was slapped by Lemon Thorn on Rose Flower's face, causing her pretty face to swell immediately.
Rose Flower covered her face and pointed at Lemon Thorn in surprise: "You hit me? You dare to hit me?"
There was a fierce glint in Lemon Thorn's eyes, but she didn't say anything.
The Rose Flower was probably angered by this slap. She turned around and said, "President, Brother Zui has never given us such an order. I..."
Her voice was suddenly interrupted because Lemon Thorn next to her slapped her again: "Bitch, you..."
His voice was suddenly interrupted, because a black shadow appeared out of thin air in front of him like a magic trick. This slap slapped Mad Dog Dragon on the shoulder. Mad Dog Dragon remained motionless like a mountain, but it was lemon thorns that slapped him.
Hand pain.
"You even beat your own wife? Is there anything else you can't do?" Mad Dog Dragon stared at him coldly, his eyes like two sharp knives.
Lemon Thorn was immediately shocked.
The out-of-print God of Death looked at Qiangweihua and said, "Go on, who asked you to act privately?"
Rose Flower said angrily, pointing to the lemon thorn next to her: "He asked me to go with him. At first I thought it was the order of several elders, but later I found out that he had accepted benefits from others, and the guild leaders had no idea
I haven't given any orders to him. I'm level 30.
When I joined the club, my drunk brother took me to level 55. He treated me like a biological brother and sister. How could I let him be killed because of me? President, I promise that what I said is the truth. If it is not true, please follow the instructions.
I will be dealt with according to the rules and I will have no complaints."
The out-of-print Death no longer looked at her, but turned his gaze to Lemon Thorn. The expression on his face was so cold that it could freeze people.
Lemon Thorn was trembling all over, and beads of sweat were falling from his forehead. He didn't seem to expect that his girlfriend would switch sides at the critical moment.
The out-of-print Death God suddenly said: "What benefits did Qian Wenhui give you?"
Mad Dog Dragon, who had never spoken much, suddenly discovered that the methods of this out-of-print god of death were much more powerful than he imagined. This out-of-print god of death knew how to take advantage of people's hearts.
Lemon Thorn was probably frightened, as he was so frightened that he could not speak.
The out-of-print God of Death suddenly said to Mad Dog Long: "Brother Gua, there is still an inside story about this matter. Although the two of them are the direct murderers, they are not the masterminds behind the scenes. I have something to ask for. If he can tell the mastermind, he can be spared."
How about death?"
Mad Dog Dragon muttered: "Yes, but I also have a condition. How about I handle it as the mastermind?"
The out-of-print Death God turned to Lemon Thorn again: "You were also brought here by Drunken Lao Er. Although your level is high, you have never seen much of the world. You cannot withstand the temptations outside. You are still young and you don't understand some things in the world. I
I thought you were a first offender, but at the same time you are a malleable person.
Zhicai, I can spare you this time. This is a representative of the Eastern Dynasty. He has come to us in person to ask for someone. Of course, you can choose not to tell us. Then I can only deal with you according to the rules. You have to choose.
Which way to go? I'll give you 30 seconds to think about it now."
Mad Dog Dragon now really admires the president of Paradise Star. With just a few words, he forced Lemon Thorn to submit. This president is completely different from Ai Guinun. (To be continued...)
