With the sound of wind breaking through the air in his ears, Mengzhu tried his best to protect his body, and then jumped out of the circular waterway exit amidst the crowds of people and the attacks that were about to drown him at his feet. The warning that belonged to Xiuyu Liushang suddenly sounded in the back of her head. The little girl managed to turn her body over, deflected a flying sword that passed by, and then fell into the river below with the force of the rebound. middle. The unusual smell instantly filled her nostrils, and the purple figure jumped out from another place on the river. However, a huge fireball landed on her before she fell into the crowd of people on the river bank. On the foothold.
boom!
Amidst the scattered figures and the fireworks caused by the explosion, Mengzhu, who was soaked all over, suddenly escaped from the surrounding sight. Then, after a few smart rolls, he leaned out and ran towards the direction he had observed before. go out. Thousand-Zhizhe, who was hiding somewhere, was still supporting her with fire magic and was mixed with the long-range attacks from the pursuers above. Various chaotic scenes and endless players that could not be seen at a glance also appeared in front of her. In front of him, the scarred little girl, who was relying on instinct to avoid him, seemed to have no intention to think about what was happening in front of her.
Why……
After struggling to push away a player who was stabbed in the chest, Mengzhu used the last bit of his strength and rolled out of the attack range of his pursuers before three or two slashes were about to fall on his body. Another group of surrounded human walls vaguely appeared in her eyes, gathered in twos and threes in the direction of the shallows near the edge of the river bank. The little girl who was about to break out of the encirclement gritted her teeth, and finally waved her dagger. He ran back through the swamp on the river bank again: "Why...are you running away!"
"We are obviously victims! Why don't you explain it clearly..."
Her words suddenly stopped.
In the middle of the river surrounded by a crowd, Duan Qing, who was holding a dagger, and the player he had just knocked down were standing opposite each other in the shallows just above their knees, as if they were surrounded by forces from various guilds in the principality. The hostile players do not exist in their world at this time. The wordless silence excluded the shouts of death from the outside world. Players who seemed to have no idea what had changed stood around at a loss. Only the river still flowing through here was telling the story in its own way. According to the story that just happened here: "The hidden dirt will eventually be discharged out of the city... It is really consistent with the result at this time."
"...So...it's all you?"
"It is indeed very difficult to dig you out in the vast sea of people."
The black dagger in his hand pulled out several sword flowers, and Duan Qing reached out to brush away his wet hair: "So... we have thought of some ways, hoping that you can take the initiative to show up."
"How many people have you prepared?"
"Changing the direction of the wind is not something that one or two people can do."
With a wink at Mengzhu who was standing aside blankly, Duan Qing spread his hands and continued: "If the environment is not stable enough for you to believe in safety... How could you, mice who have been cunning for so long, run out willingly? ?”
"...Hmph, thank you for putting up such a big battle for us." The player named Wutian Arhat sneered and lowered his head: "How could that idiot, the old Taoist believe it so easily? Their words..."
"Oh, maybe half of the news you got is true."
As if he guessed what the other party wanted to say, Duan Qing raised his hand to interrupt his soliloquy: "In order to disrupt the principality's front and get rid of me as a thorn, they must take some action to create a Public opinion and spreading rumors are certainly available methods, but not everyone needs to do that."
"In order for you to take action, they should choose this method." Duan Qing laughed softly at this point: "Paralyzing and shifting the blame... not only will we never have a foothold here, but it will also What a great opportunity to give you room to survive."
"Yes, and this is our own choice, so we naturally think that we have a guaranteed victory." Wutian Arhat sighed: "But...how do you know, or how are you sure?"
"I am not sure."
Glancing at Mengzhu next to him again, Duan Qing shook his head: "The so-called bait, isn't it just something that has always been there waiting to be hooked? If you never show up, then we will continue this situation. If I keep this up, Jianghu and the Sword of Justice will still hunt me down all over the sky. I will still be the most suspicious object. The hateful codename Aqiang and others... will still bring his bunch of younger brothers and point at me every day. My nose."
"As long as this situation becomes part of your plan one day, I will win this game." He said with a smile: "I just didn't expect... you would take the bait so quickly."
"It's not just labor and I've worked hard."
The voice of a middle-aged man with a low smile intervened in the conversation, and Duan Fenglei's conspicuous scarred face appeared at the same time: "Isn't it easy to deceive a few juniors without even giving up the face of the world? "
"Deception? I'm afraid it's not that simple. For an old and immortal person like you, there are indispensable methods of coercion and inducement..."
"I am taking risks. If they hadn't come... wouldn't the Duan family's lifelong reputation be defeated by me?"
"Old guy, don't you want to avenge yourself..."
"If possible, I can beat you ten or eight more times without any problem... What, do you have any objections?"
"You two..."
A conversation that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter began to sound in the middle of the crowd, and then before the onlookers could recover, they were interrupted by the man whose eyes were still wide open and veins were popping out: "Also. You people... hum, hehe, hehehehehe..."
"So our scapegoat has become so prominent?"
He turned around and looked at Duan Qing's smiling face: "Do you really want to catch us? Even if... you might bear the blame for us for the rest of your life?"
"Yes."
"Even...the principality will be unable to hold on any longer and will be razed to the ground by the empire?"
"Yes."
"Hmph, hum hahaha... very good."
The laughter of Wutian Arhat, who gradually lowered his head, gradually amplified, and finally scanned the surrounding crowd with his blood-red eyes: "Now that things have happened... I have to admit that this time it seems that I fell into your trap." On hand..."
"but……"
"My sword will not give in just like that."
The shadow of the sword filled with pitch-black mist was like an all-devouring lightning, suddenly flashing across Duan Qing's eyes. The latter, who had been prepared for a long time, rolled over and dodged to the back of the river bank, and then looked at the black air rising again in front of him. , punched the palm with some realization: "You actually know this move... Was it you who fought with us near the nightclub that night? Or..."
"How many of you can use 'corrosion'?"
boom!
The black air exuding an ominous aura suddenly exploded around the river bank, and then swept with the man's vigorously swinging hands, crashing towards the surrounding crowd. Amidst the sound of the strong wind erupting in front of him, the figure belonging to Duan Qing could be seen. Suddenly, he passed by Mengzhu who was standing aside, then hugged the little girl's body and ran towards the back of the boulder on the side of the river bank: "Go and stay aside! Don't interfere..."
"What on earth is going on?"
"Xiao Qian and the others are still over there, right? Go remind them and try not to conflict with these people again."
After hastily leaving these words of instruction, Duan Qing turned back towards the center of the storm: "What's going on here..."
"I'll explain it to you when I get back!"
The turbid river water set off a huge wave in front of Duan Qing, pressing towards the crowded banks. Then, the figures of two people colliding with each other with swords and punches appeared in front of Duan Qing. He curled his lips helplessly, retracted the sword he was about to slash, then slammed into the air and rushed into the surrounding black mist: "Be careful! His black energy can corrode equipment! "
"Hey……"
After receiving the reminder, Duan Fenglei withdrew his right fist, and then hid on the other side of the opponent's diagonal slash: "That's it...then wouldn't we suffer a lot if we fight him?"
"If you care about your equipment, then this is the case."
Duan Qing, who also avoided the sword, replied with a short body, then pushed with both hands, unloading Wutian Arhat's third sword to his left side: "Of course...if you don't use it excessively, you can probably hold it." A few times."
"A few times... Huh, this free world... is really colorful."
Scarface, who was shaking his fist, stepped on his right foot, shaking the newly regenerated river water out of the bank again: "He even simulated the magical skill of melting iron..."
"Wind and Thunder Palm!"
The hand-shaped wind broke away from Duan Fenglei's body as he yelled, and blasted straight towards the opponent who was very close at hand. Then it turned into a cloud of wind that filled the sky amidst the roar of the man wrapped in black energy. The fragments brought out more water splashes that reflected the sun: "It's useless! This is a magic skill taught by Kangweina himself. Even when the great mage comes... you have to be afraid of it!"
"Convina?"
"What? Don't you know me?"
Laughing and turning his head in the direction of Duan Qing, Wutian Arhat's uncharacteristically wild expression was on his face: "It doesn't matter, after we unify the world..."
"You will know one day!"
The black sword energy turned into streaks of lightning dragging black light, passing in front of Duan Qing again and again, forcing him to retreat continuously, and at the same time driving away all the surrounding players who tried to surround him. The originally turbid river water and the vegetation around the riverbank seemed to become darker and darker surrounded by the black air. The wild laughter continued to move forward with the unscrupulous waving, and finally rushed forward. The moment he emerged from the crowd, a big black circle appeared: "Get out of the way!"
"Moshang Qingshan..."
Duan Feng Lei, whose hands were stained with black mist due to being too close, quickly checked his equipment interface, and then whispered in the direction of the black mist: "You can't do anything, right?"
"Of course there are ways, but I don't want to lose too much on this person."
Duan Qing's voice immediately sounded in the black fog, and at the same time there were several muffled sounds of metal falling in the distance: "So..."
"We had to fight him naked!"
The sounds of fists and flesh clashing, accompanied by the pinging sounds of armor and swords falling to the ground on the other side of the river, appeared one after another in the scope of the black mist, and the whistles made by several metal streaks across the air also appeared from time to time in other places. Inside the battle that no one could see, it gradually disappeared with the increasingly fierce sound of fists clashing. The violent wind began to stir the air, dispersing the black obstruction blocking Duan Fenglei's sight little by little. He looked at the scene in the center of the battle and twitched his lips with some understanding: "You are really confident..."
"How dare you master such third-rate boxing and kicking skills?"
"I haven't practiced in a few years, so I'm a lot rusty."
In the dispersing black mist, Duan Qing, who was only wearing a novice uniform with his hands and feet exposed, grinned at Scarface, and then suddenly pressed down the two people's twisted arms: "But..."
"It's more than enough to deal with him."
The sound of the long sword falling into the river was accompanied by Wutian Arhat's muffled groan, which echoed in the sky above the river. He half-knelt down in pain due to the bend of his arm, and his back, which he tried to exert force, was immediately hit by a strong force. An old punch from behind made him stoop to the ground in pain: "Okay, this should be enough."
While taking off his gloves and equipment, the scar-faced man came to the side of Wutian Arhat with a smile, and then as the two of them pressed into the water together, he asked in a low voice: "Is it possible to commit suicide? It’s useful, our people have controlled all the resurrection points, as long as...well, maybe a repair fee, but leaving you alone...should be no problem."
"Give you a chance... you can say that your resurrection point is not in Tania." He said harshly: "Otherwise... you will never have a chance again."
"Huh, hehe..."
The man who seemed to have given up resistance buried half of his face in the water, and let out a strange low laugh again: "Have you fought so many wars that you have forgotten that this is a game world? Do you want to really capture it here? one person……"
"That is impossible."
"Where is the Hongshan Taoist?"
Looking at the other person's body that was gradually blurring, Duan Qing, who was pressing the other person's arm, hurriedly asked his question loudly: "Speak quickly!"
"Enjoy your last moments."
Of course, he did not answer Duan Qing's question. Wutian Arhat smiled sharply and left his last words: "Operation Tower Downfall...will begin soon."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
The still wild laughter stopped suddenly, and then turned into a white light with Duan Feng Lei's sudden punch. He watched Duan Qing stand up, and his face that was wet by the opponent's struggle also returned to calm: " Let’s send him back first, and when he gets online...he still won’t be able to run away.”
"Those who guard the point will have to wait until an unknown time, and they have to be very alert." Duan Qing replied: "At this critical moment of life and death..."
"It couldn't be any worse."
