Yu Chen was one of the few who caught up to the end, but he was just about to catch up - in his desperation, he didn't realize that he had to pay attention to the other person's ID.
His attention was completely attracted by the unknown that was about to happen ahead.
The structure of the streets at the foot of the mountain in Fenghua Town is similar to that of ordinary streets and towns. Except for the old walls that have become so black that they have grown a lot of stone moss, the rest are irregular lanes that extend in all directions, and because of the perennial flowers, The leaves fall and accumulate, and the blue slate floor is covered by them. For an old town, these are ancient landscapes that tourists yearn for, but for players who engage in street fighting here, none of the environment here is friendly.
Just like a player in front of Yuchen who was knocked away by a sudden attack from around the corner, he had no intention of rushing forward to avenge his teammates, because in such a complex environment, even if the opponent is not ambushing on the other side of the corner, he Successfully chasing the other party is another matter.
What's more, after many lessons, no one dared to rush forward directly.
Although thinking back on the previous battle process, no one could not understand that this suddenly appeared player was very powerful, but thinking about the previous companions who were killed one by one, and the imaginary boss's anger, Yu Chen and Sheng The few players who played Red Soul still have no idea of giving up. Facing the front of the quiet T-shaped intersection, several people looked at each other with slight breaths and communicated with gestures. After a few breaths, one of the players squatting in front gritted his teeth, then pulled out his dagger and leaned forward. Suddenly rushed over.
But nothing happened.
After quickly glancing left and right, the player relaxed his tense nerves. He signaled safety to his companions, then chose the direction in which the masked man had fled and chased him, including Several other players, including Yu Chen, also filed in and moved quickly in the narrow alley.
But it does not include the last player in the team.
On the other side of the T-shaped corner, a big hand suddenly stretched out in the hazy early morning light, grabbed the neck of the player running at the end of the team, and at the same time covered his mouth with the other hand. With a horrified look in his eyes, the famous player dragged him into the alleyway on the other side of the corner. However, the strange movement of the player before he was dragged away still shocked Yu Chen, who was running second to last. He suddenly turned his head, but what he saw was only the last part of his companion exposed outside the corner when he was dragged away. Two feet.
He gritted his teeth, then suddenly turned around and rushed forward as fast as he could.
The next corner quickly zoomed into his field of vision. He took out a throwing knife from his arms and pulled out the dagger at the same time. He stopped in front of the corner with a sudden brake, and then assumed a throwing posture. He still had some confidence in the accuracy of his flying knife. He hoped that he could throw the knife in the opponent's face before the opponent killed his companion, so that he might still be saved. However, when the scene ahead appeared in his eyes, all he saw was an empty straight alleyway and the figure of his companion lying on the ground.
That should already be a corpse.
Slowly putting down his hand holding the flying knife, Yu Chen's body trembled slightly. He had never faced such a powerful and cunning enemy. The cunning level of this person's fighting skills was even better than that of the leader from Wings of Freedom. People are taller. The footsteps of his companions on the other side were still gradually fading away, and the alley became calm again. He turned his head and looked at the equally quiet alleys on both sides, struggling fiercely in his heart.
Are you pretending not to see it and just running away? Or pursue it bravely?
this is a problem.
His eyes involuntarily focused on the bodies of his teammates lying on the ground, and then he looked in front of him along the straight alleyway. The usual long-lasting mountain wind in Fenghua Town seemed to have left him at this time. , the air seemed to solidify around him.
"You..." He touched his lips, and trembling words escaped from it: "Who are you?"
"Come out!" he yelled.
The stone walls on both sides reflected his roar, which echoed in the empty alley for a moment, and then calmed down again. Yu Chen took two deep breaths of heavy air and raised the dagger in his hand to his chest. In front of him, he forced himself to calm down his agitated mood, while maintaining his composure, he walked slowly forward.
The next moment, the sound of breaking through the air came from his head.
With a high concentration of energy, Yu Chen immediately noticed the direction of the secret attack. He did not look up to the sky above him. Instead, he lowered himself and rolled forward, rolling away from the body on the ground. During the crisis, he even unleashed his potential. The flying knife in his sleeve slipped into his hand at the same time, and was thrown towards the place where he was standing with the force of the roll.
When the crisp collision sound sounded, he put his hands on the ground, resisted the surge of blood and stood up from the ground, looked at the entrance of the alleyway, only to find besides the flying knife that fell to the ground because it hit the wall. , he didn't see anything else.
Yu Chen took a deep breath, then quickly ran over to pick up his flying knife, and then retreated towards the way he came - he had decided not to confront the opponent head-on. If he continued to fight like this, he would never be his opponent, or would he? It's better to be cowardly. No matter what means the other party uses, as long as you can get back alive, it will be your victory. He looked up and down nervously, and at the same time, he activated all his speed and shuttled quickly through the alley, trying to leave this place where the terrain was completely unfavorable to him. It turned out that his choice was absolutely correct. Before long, he found a way out of the maze of alleys and came to a wide street.
Looking at the gradually brightening sky and the passers-by that began to appear on the street, he panted and held his knees, feeling inexplicably relieved.
Finally escaped... He thought so, and at the same time turned his head and looked at the dark alley behind him that seemed to be trying to devour others.
A bright light shone there and quickly filled his field of vision.
Crack!
In the horrified eyes of passers-by, the man standing at the entrance of the alley was knocked away by an inexplicable attack. After crossing a long distance, he fell to the ground on the opposite side of the street like a broken rag doll. The fresh morning air was filled with the smell of blood left by that man as he streaked through the air.
A hazy figure appeared deep in the dim alley, and then... gradually disappeared into the corner of the alley.
"A wonderful attack, one can even say...rare in the world."
The masked man turned around, walking through the deserted alleys, and finally stopped at the entrance of a certain alleyway, then suddenly turned around and hid in the shadow of the alleyway. The next moment, low voices sounded on the high wall behind him. A player in gray robes squatted on the roof, staring curiously below at the place where the masked man had been standing.
"I thought it was the newly famous Jian Beidong, but I didn't expect...that there was someone else." Under the gray hood, a pair of dark eyes stared closely at the man standing against the wall, hiding from his sight. Player outside: "In the free world, there are so many people who can use inhuman moves like sword energy. Does this mean..."
"Are we obsolete?"
"In virtual games, there are no absolute moves." The masked man replied in a hoarse voice: "There is no such thing as unscientific, and there is no such thing as useless."
"Oh, a wonderful point." The man in gray robe clapped his hands: "Very few players can make such a wonderful speech. Can I know...your surname?"
"My name is on my head." The hoarse voice replied: "If you can see something, you don't need me to tell you in person, right?"
"...You are provoking me." The man in gray robe shook his head: "Although my name is not very famous among Wings of Freedom, my fighting ability is still good, not to mention... ...I have level 37 strength.”
"Even if you have sword energy that you learned from nowhere, you have no chance."
The masked man fell silent and did not respond to the threat from the rooftop.
The next second, the man named Royal Clown discovered something was abnormal. He spat in a low voice, then jumped off the roof and rushed towards the source of the hoarse voice.
As he expected, the place was deserted.
"You actually...have no dignity as a master." He laughed softly, his laughter sounding like the crow of a crow: "I am more interested in your identity, my friend."
He squatted down and checked the traces on the ground for a while, then Jie Jie laughed twice and chased in a certain direction.
As the sky gradually brightens, the light in the alley also becomes brighter. The gray-robed man's eyes also became brighter. He silently increased his speed, using the wall at the edge of the alley to move at high speed. As an assassin-type player who is proficient in detection and assassination, tracking is his forte, so in his perception, he is getting closer and closer to the target.
At the next alleyway entrance, he took out a pair of black daggers and rushed forward with the daggers in both hands.
"Do you think......"
He rushed out of the alleyway, and at the same time, he waved his hands and stabbed in front of himself.
"Am I one of those newbies?"
The bright sword light flashed in the shadows along with the harsh sound of metal collision. Amidst the sound of weapons clashing throughout the alleyway, the man in gray robe was hit by the unexpected force and took two steps back. Then he exerted force on his waist and used both hands. With continuous swings, he slashed hard in front of him.
His pursuit was in vain.
"Your hiding is meaningless." The man's dagger turned twice in his hand, and then he shouted towards the depths of the alley: "I am an agility player. Even if you are at the same level as me, the speed You will definitely not be able to defeat me, so..."
"There is no way out just by escaping."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked around cautiously and secretly assumed a fighting posture. After a period of time when nothing unusual was found, he put away his weapon and continued to pursue him.
Weaving, turning, running, and then turning - the two people kept turning around in the maze-like alley, never having a head-on confrontation again. Whenever the masked man is about to be overtaken, he will choose a corner of the alley to form an ambush posture, and then take advantage of the opponent's caution and caution to distance himself from the opponent again. The man in gray robe was also annoyed because of the same move that the opponent had tried repeatedly, but he didn't have much to do. After all, the opponent's potential strength still aroused his fear.
However, as an assassin, the most important thing he lacks is patience, and judging from the strategy adopted by the opponent, he does not dare to confront him head-on, and... he also does not dare to just escape from the alleyway.
"Hey, until how long do you want to escape?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Make your request and I can speak to you...on behalf of the Wings of Freedom."
Several attempts were of no use, and the man in gray robe closed his mouth and began to follow patiently. As the sky gets brighter, the number of people outside the alley gradually increases, including some shouts and running sounds, slowly approaching this area.
That was a sign that there were more people pursuing them.
"You're running out of time." Turning around an alleyway again, the man in gray robe lowered his voice and chuckled: "When this area is surrounded, you will have no way to escape."
"Be prepared to pay the price, no one can..."
His words suddenly stopped - after turning the corner ahead, the masked man suddenly stopped running, turned around and rushed toward his face.
"very good!"
The man in gray robe shouted and drew out his weapon: "You finally figured it out! Let me see your true ability..."
What answered him was a raised black tent.
The black cloak that was originally worn on the masked man flew up in the narrow alleyway and hooded the man in gray robe. In the approaching darkness, the gray-robed player dashed forward without any panic. At the moment when the black cloak was about to reach his body, he lowered his waist and exerted his strength, swinging a fierce strike towards the opponent's direction that he had calculated before. Stab.
"It's a small trick! I also want to..."
His words paused, then turned into a dull roar.
The masked man moved to the front of his cloak in an instant, using his knees to resist the opponent's body. At the same time, he clasped his hands and grabbed the opponent's wrist like lightning. While an iron-like feeling was transmitted from his wrist to the opponent's brain, he exerted force on his knees and concentrated his body's strength on his upper body. Then he stepped sideways, turned his arm at the same time, and used his elbow to press the opponent's weapon. on the arm.
The next moment, the black dagger made a circle in the opponent's hand, and then... directly pierced his thigh on the other side.
