Fortunately for Uncle Smile, his life was saved after all.
The sudden outbreak of the battlefield became even more chaotic due to the addition of a certain double-sword warrior. The long-lost icy breath also spread again with the fury of Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice. In the gradually unfolding three-party battle, other forces from various forces Several players also became spectators again, and then they held their own weapons and skills and hesitantly retreated into the wasteland next to the convoy. The uncle with the black iron shield was naturally one of these passers-by, but his vigilance never changed until the other two enemies in black were stabbed by the rising ice flowers again, with blood on them. After flying far away, he put the iron shield in his hand on the ground with some relief: "She...is the person who closed the car in Caron before, right?"
"It's Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice." A player who looked like a warrior next to him reminded in a low voice: "The professional player from Wings of Freedom, the former captain of the first team..."
"The runner-up in the team competition of this UEFA Cup."
boom
Looking at the sword energy that swept out again and the trembling earth, the smiling butcher nodded hesitantly: "I see, I said that with an aura that can dominate the whole audience, but... why did she join this Team?"
"You ask me, I'll ask who is going." The teammate next to him rolled his eyes: "Anyway...she should not be the target of this ambush."
"Those mysterious people probably hit a big iron plate."
The same voice sounded at the edge of the woods in front of the convoy. Black Corn, who was retreating while resisting the enemy, was also shouting to his teammates: "Since they are divided into three groups without overestimating their capabilities, let them understand that they underestimate the risk." The consequences of those who do it! It’s class time now, and we want to bring the failure of Kalon Pass back on us... Huh!"
"Kill me!" He kicked away a shield in front of him, and the dual-wielding warrior slashed it with his sword: "See the power of the foot men!"
The sharp knife that suddenly stabbed from the side appeared in the eyes of one of the players, and then the long blade was slashed back to the ground. The black corn holding the handle in both hands laughed ferociously, and slashed the black man with a diagonal slash. The clothes man's wrist, and then kicked him on the chin before the other party could retreat. The sound of cracking bones accompanied the rag bag-like body as it flew into the woods behind. It met the cold arrows that followed, then grazed the handle of the long knife and nailed it into the warrior's shoulder. A certain shield warrior who had been standing on the other side without making any movement hurriedly turned around when he heard the sound, and guarded the shield in front of Black Corn. However, this impulsive president seemed to have no interest in the cold arrow that penetrated his shoulder. Without realizing it, he pushed his teammates away: "Keep your position, you bitch! Your boss..."
"You're not a vegetarian!"
He roared, pierced the long knife into the ground in front of him, and then raised it towards the woods with a large pile of fresh soil. Another cold arrow that followed was immediately hit by one of the stones, grazed the body of Black Corn, and then bounced off the surface of the shield in the hand of the player on the other side, flying towards Rear of the team: "...I saw him! The one with the black gun! Behind that tree!"
"Fuck them all and beat them to death!"
"Roar"
The members belonging to the same guild shouted in response and rushed in the direction of the woods, knocking away several oncoming knives and guns along the way, as well as the bodies of two of the men in black. . Black Corn, who always likes to brag, also let out a triumphant laugh and strode towards the direction of the woods. However, before taking a few steps, some inexplicable premonition prompted him to move towards the place where he had been ejected before. Leng Jian glanced in the direction.
Several looming black figures appeared at the end of the field of vision and moved toward the front of the convoy.
"Yeah... there's a sneak attack!"
"Where did they steal it from?"
"Quick, go to the front!"
"Pagoda and rocket launcher, you two go..."
Swish
The biting cold wind suddenly blew past the front where several men in black were, almost lifting the roof of the carriage. Then, led by the arc-shaped sword energy on the front, it flew towards the direction with the halo of sunlight. in the air. The enemies who had just approached the car were immediately forced back two steps by the sword energy, and were once again separated from the few remaining carriages. Then they all raised their weapons and looked at the direction where the sword energy came from. In the scene of fighting on the hillside beside them, the woman in a black cloak dropped the body of the last enemy. Her eyes followed the direction of the wave of her right hand and stared at the area where they were. As the players rushed forward to finish off the damage, she took a few steps towards the front of the convoy, then suddenly tilted her head and looked into the car body on the other side of the road.
A slender sword energy pierced out from a hidden corner, and then penetrated into the body of one of the men in black.
"Long time no see, Miss Xue Ling Huan Bing."
In the scene where an enemy figure fell down, the sound of slender heels hitting the ground came from the gap between the carriages, and then the figure of a blue-haired swordswoman appeared, slowly walking to the confrontation The center of both parties: "Although I didn't expect that we would reminisce about the past under such circumstances..."
"Whispering and flowing..."
As he muttered the name on the other person's head, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes gradually became colder: "If you are referring to another world...then we have indeed not seen each other for a long time."
"As expected, she is a dedicated and strong woman who can devote all her body and mind to the difficult situation." Xu Yu Liu shook his rapier: "Even at this time, she has not forgotten to protect the convoy. She is obviously with ours. The mission has nothing to do with it..."
"..."
"I will not object to you being a warm-hearted good person, and no one will give you a good person card because of this." The blue-haired swordswoman spoke without looking back, and at the same time began to walk towards the enemies who were ready to move. Go: "So...we won't ask you to take care of the next thing."
"You can stand back and watch, ma'am."
"...This level of provocation is of no use to me."
Looking at the enchanting back of the female swordsman under the light armor, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes softened inexplicably: "What's more..."
"You are just a swordsman now, not a magician." She twitched her lips: "The witch of time...Miss Lou."
The steps forward gradually stopped, and the female swordsman who slowly turned around also put away the frivolity in her tone: "It seems...not only do you not want to listen to my advice, but you also doubt my ability. ?”
"..."
"How about... let's compete now?"
He tapped his light armor lightly with his thin sword, whispered and said with a smile: "Just use these enemies in front of you?"
"...Output? Heads?"
"Heads, don't interfere with each other."
"all?"
"Of course it's all of them. You can go out and steal two now if you want."
"……agree."
"……very good."
Seeing the other party nodding, the blue-haired woman looking back turned around lightly, staring at the man in black, but gradually a serious light that was completely different from before appeared in her eyes: "Since you agree Well, then..."
"let's start!"
Following the fall of these two words, two sword energies with completely different styles flew towards the enemy formation beside the convoy. At the same time, a black shadow that turned into a stream of light appeared, instantly rushing into the enemy formation. A flash in the camp. Staring at the black corn over there, he let out a long sigh, called back the two players who originally wanted to go there, and then grinned as if he had just felt the pain on his shoulders. Covering his arrow wound: "Okay, let's go and do whatever we need to do..."
"Are we leaving them alone?"
"You don't have to worry about things between women... now you are pretending to be my grandson!"
"But boss, why did they start a bet out of nowhere? Why do they have to bet?"
"For your sake, why are you pretending to be stupid? Did you hear me? I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything..."
Bang!
Another loud explosion rose in the center of the convoy, ruthlessly interrupting the whispers among the passers-by. They turned their heads and looked over there, only to see a sword-wielding man. The young figure was standing on the roof of the car that had a big hole opened, and shouted loudly at the men in black who were attacking: "I am Denton of the Rondoll family! Who dares to offend the dignity of the Free City?"
"Hey, another fool..."
Black Corn, who was holding his shoulders, looked at the young swordsman who was standing upright and let out a disdainful sneer. His eyes as he looked at the figure appearing there seemed to be filled with the same amusement as watching a monkey show. The actions of the men in black after that were just as he imagined, and they rushed towards the direction of the young man without any hesitation. He curled his lips, but in the end he temporarily put aside this disdainful feeling. He stepped aside and shouted to the people around him: "The other party has found the envoy! Go and protect..."
Buzz
The buzzing sound of the long sword as it sliced through the air shook the surrounding air, suddenly arousing everyone's nerves, and then centered on the young man, it vibrated towards the entire area. Two slanting rays of light, one up and one down, then appeared in everyone's field of vision, crossing to form a flat character. Then the young man shouted and chopped several people who appeared in front of him into pieces. The weapon of the man in black: "Cross"
"Flying Slash!"
The flat cross sword light expanded instantly with his shout, and then turned into scattered sword energy, shooting towards the black-clothed crowd under the carriage, and several streaks of blood that shot into the sky also followed the sword shadows. They suddenly flew out and splashed high, and then spread into the air further away with their retreating figures. In the scene of flying rubble, the young swordsman standing with his sword retracted did not seem to have any intention of pursuing the victory. He just held the retracted sword and looked down at the ambushers. One of the leader-looking guys among the latter was deeply moved. He glanced at him for a few times, as if he was memorizing the appearance of the young envoy, and then after a quick eye contact, he waved his hand faintly: "Withdraw!"
"withdraw"
Large areas of low roars mixed with the footsteps of swords and swords retreated in the direction from which they came. Not long after, they disappeared in front of everyone after a period of entanglement. The two female swordsmen who were fighting in the enemy formation also stopped their attacks in a daze, looked at each other for a few times, and then turned their eyes to the hillside at the other end of the convoy. Duan Qing, who escaped from the siege of a man in black: "...Is it over like this?"
"It seems so."
The man standing on the hillside rubbed his hammer-holding wrist, and then shrugged helplessly.
"It's over for now."
"I always feel like there's something fishy about this ambush."
The subsequent convoy resumed its march after a period of rest, and several players gathered on a carriage also began their own post-war summary work: "Appeared inexplicably, and then withdrew inexplicably... You can't lose it." You laid down so many corpses just to see what the special envoy of the mission looked like, right?"
"Perhaps this is indeed the case. They are laying the groundwork for future attacks and at the same time making some preliminary preparations..."
"When have you ever seen dozens of people die just because of preparation? Even if it's a mysterious force with lots of soldiers and food...isn't that a little too stupid?"
"But at least their purpose was achieved...well, these are the explanations I can come up with."
The smiling uncle in the carriage leaned back and sighed tiredly: "I can't think of anything extra. After all, I just learned about the battle at Kalon Pass..."
"Uncle Smile, you should go rest first and comfort your fallen teammates."
Duan Qing's voice then sounded outside the carriage door, and then he jumped in as he pushed the door open: "After all, your strength and equipment are not very good. It is better to hide first when encountering such a thing... "
"Is the report finished?"
"Well, I got another lesson."
Duan Qing nodded in the direction of Xu Yuliu's mouth and showed a wry smile: "Didn't we promise before, but something like this happened again..."
"God knows those guys who attack at night will find us!" Black Corn on the side hurriedly defended: "And no one in the envoy was injured, why are they in a hurry?"
"They were hit in the face. They were not injured on the surface. Isn't it okay to be shocked?" Duan Qing spread his hands helplessly: "But since everyone is in peace, this accident can finally be overcome. We just have to We just need to take care of our own aftermath and preventive work in the future. Although I can't guarantee that those inexplicable guys will come to us again and then use a stronger elite team to follow us. Keep gesticulating...well, forget it."
"We'd better ignore these guys for now." He waved his hand, then pointed to a few people present and said: "Let's each introduce ourselves first. It should be the first time for you to meet each other. Get to know each other and prepare for future battles. There are some benefits... This is Comrade Smiling Butcher, who once fought alongside our adventure group. Now he is a wild man who was kicked out of the guild, so his equipment and attributes are not very good..."
"Please bear with me, please bear with me..." The uncle, who was carrying a black iron shield, immediately raised his hand and said, "I will definitely repay the kindness you have given me by extending a helping hand now."
"This is Black Corn, a group of people who are stalking us to follow us to Freedom City. I'm not familiar with their brothers, but they still seem quite reliable... This is Whispers, our adventure group A member of the group, this one is also Ciyu Ninglan. You should have seen their strength before, this one..."
His hand stopped in front of the woman wearing a black cloak, and he paused slightly. Xue Ling Huan Bing, who had been silent until now, pulled his hood, covering his face a little more: "...I am Xue Ling Huan Bing."
"Currently... he is also a savage."
