An Xiangdong, who was closest to Zhou Zheng, his face changed color and his whole body became stiff.
With a speed as fast as a ghost and a chill that penetrates deep into his bones, he can kill the two people around him before he can react. This ability is absolutely frightening. I don't know when a thin sweat started to break out of his vest.
It makes one's back feel cold, and even on the forehead, fine beads of sweat slowly appear, covering the forehead.
It was really terrifying. Even Zhou Zheng, a third-level martial artist, couldn't see what he had done just now. He was no longer at his level.
"You... you waste, aren't you... a trainee martial artist?" Yan Baixun's voice was trembling. He was not stupid. He immediately thought of a possibility. Zhou Zheng had been hiding his own strength. He
He is not a trainee martial artist at all, but a higher level martial artist.
Zhou Zheng shook off a trace of blood on the dagger. The trace of blood slid off the dark blade like dewdrops on a leaf.
"Who told you that I must be a trainee martial artist?"
Two second-level warriors were killed in an instant. This was Zhou Zheng's first real killing, but he did not feel as scared as he imagined, but instead felt endlessly calm, as if the people he killed were just trampled ants.
, Zhou Zheng, An Xiangdong and Yan Baixun, two third-level warriors with cold expressions, did not have much resistance in his eyes.
A level 20 thief character is already a fourth-level warrior.
How can it be that the difference between the fourth-level martial artist and the third-level warrior is just one level?
"Are you a fourth-level martial artist?" Yan Baixun said sternly, more out of lack of confidence.
At this moment, as if he had discovered a huge truth, Yan Baixun was suddenly afraid. He suddenly regretted why he had the idea of revenge when the overall situation was decided, and put himself in the most dangerous situation. Even if he had to
To retaliate against Zhou Zheng, we should at least bring more people with us, instead of the usual situation now.
Zhou Zheng looked at Yan Baixun's young face lightly and said, "You can think so."
However, An Xiangdong stepped in front of Yan Baixun, and then laughed, more in a defeated tone: "I didn't expect that Young Master Zhou, who was called a waste, turned out to be a fourth-level warrior. Haha,
Zhou Hongqiang is really cunning. But..." An Xiangdong's defeated expression gradually recovered, "There are more than ten of us here."
Only then did Yan Baixun realize that he had more than ten people with him, and since he and An Xiangdong were third-level warriors, they might not be incapable of fighting.
"Zhou Zheng, even if you kill us, you still can't rescue your father. Haha, do you know how many people are encircling and suppressing this time? He will definitely die." Yan Baixun's face returned to calm.
"Really?" Zhou Zheng's face turned cold, "I only know that you will all die today."
Zhou Zheng's eyes were fixed on An Xiangdong, and a plain but powerful voice sounded: "An Xiangdong, my father regards you as a confidant, but he didn't expect that you would betray him. Others can get the whole body, but you... will
He died miserably."
An Xiangdong suddenly yelled: "If you want to live, let's kill this trash together."
Faint rays of light soared into the sky. Everyone present didn't know this truth. If you fight hard, you might have a chance of survival, but if you don't fight, there is only a dead end.
The star power belonging to the warrior exudes a faint halo.
Generally speaking, halo will be emitted only if you use all your strength. Normally, you will not emit halo if you use even a trace of star power.
The same was true for Lan Xi, who shouted: "Master, you don't have to worry about me."
An Xiangdong was the first to attack. He was holding a sword in his hand. It was eighty centimeters long and extremely white. The blade was narrow but very thick. This was a weapon that was both dexterous and offensive. Almost all of Zhou Hongqiang's guards
It's this kind of combat knife.
At this time, the halo from An Xiangdong's sword showed that his star power had been injected into the weapon, unleashing the strongest combat effectiveness.
As if it turned into a black shadow, An Xiangdong's sword stabbed towards Zhou Zheng's abdomen.
"Compare speed with thieves!"
Zhou Zheng smiled. His thieves' attribute points were added based on agility 3:2. Coupled with the attributes of character growth, they were much higher than An Xiangdong. What's more important is that they are just attributes, the effect of points.
On the other hand, every 1 attribute point of thieves will increase their speed by 3 points. In other words, Zhou Zheng's real effect will be several times that of theirs.
As soon as he grasped the dagger, Zhou Zheng suddenly turned into a white light.
With the game Thief, Zhou Zheng has been inheriting everything about Thief, and then integrated it with his own consciousness. Zhou Zheng has gained so many things that he can use everything about Thief freely, and can be driven by just one consciousness.
The body makes all kinds of incredible movements.
Zhou Zheng's speed was half as fast as An Xiangdong's.
"What will happen if the skills are used on people?"
Zhou Zheng, who had long wanted to prove it, thrust out the dagger at an incredible angle at high speed.
"Double Attack"
The titanium alloy dagger burst into a white light, just like the skill light in the game.
An Xiangdong, a third-level martial artist, wanted to use the sword in his hand to block the dagger, but when his sword was about to meet the dagger, the dagger suddenly accelerated and bypassed the sword. In an instant, An
Xiangdong only felt that his heart was shrinking, or even stopped beating. He understood the consequences of not being able to block it.
Trying his best, An Xiangdong twisted his body to avoid the vital points.
The dagger just scratched An Xiangdong's arm. Only the tip of the dagger scratched the skin. An Xiangdong breathed a sigh of relief. The blow was just a minor injury.
When he met Zhou Zheng, An Xiangdong's heart sank again. What he saw was Zhou Zheng's playful and cold smile. There was no trace of life in his eyes, as if he was just seeing a dead man.
"ah!"
A fierce roar rushed out from An Xiangdong's throat.
The skill effect of "Double Attack" has officially taken effect. Even if it only hits the arm a little bit, it is still a hit.
The 100% attack power of the first blow was enough to kill An Xiangdong. Numerous small cracks appeared on his body. Blood-red blood spurted out, forming countless blood beads in the air.
Spreading, under the sunlight, a shocking red color appeared.
The invisible second blow no longer required Zhou Zheng's dagger to come into contact with An Xiangdong.
The forced second blow spread on An Xiangdong's chest.
"puff!"
An Xiangdong threw himself down on the old court, spitting blood, his eyes wide open, and died.
On his body, there are countless horrific wounds. They don't look like cuts, but like they were formed by an unknown force tearing the muscles apart. Such wounds give people a huge shock.
It makes people feel even more frightened and desperate.
Zhou Zheng didn't stop at all and already appeared behind another second-level warrior.
"Backstab"
Without exception, this second-level warrior had numerous cracks appearing centered on his back, and the location where the dagger struck was even more frightening. A huge hole appeared, almost penetrating. The inflicted 300 damage
value, the effect was the same as An Xiangdong's, his whole body was torn apart.
Now Zhou Zheng finally understood that forced injuries are often invisible and will be imposed on the body, causing muscle breakdown.
Like the wind, the ultra-high agility attribute is far beyond what these first and second-level warriors can compare to. The two sides are not on the same level at all, and there is no comparability.
Zhou Zheng felt as if he had returned to "The Sky Continent" and was leveling up among the monsters. Just like this, he shuttled back and forth, using the agility of thieves to move just right. The monsters could not even touch their own characters. The ruthless dagger had already
Kill them.
In just a few minutes, Zhou Zheng stopped.
Around him, more than a dozen corpses fell. They all had expressions of horror on their faces, and they didn't even know how they died.
There were only three people standing on the old court, one was Lan Xi who was slightly injured, one was Zhou Zheng, and the other was Yan Baixun.
Yan Baixun stood stiffly. He felt that his blood was coagulated, making him unable to move. His face was twisted with fear, and his eyes were filled with despair and death. He could not believe it.
"It's your turn, Instructor Yan."
There was no emotion in Zhou Zheng's eyes, and he held the bloody dagger tightly.