The red light that shrouded the hall began to flicker and dim with the tremors. Along with it, there was a faint alarm sound that spread throughout the entire underground area, feeling that the players present were coming at the last moment. Then they finally showed their anxious expressions, showing their stopped attacks and looks at each other in every corner of the hall: "What, what's going on? Is it about to explode?"
"I feel very bad. The people here are becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and now they are starting to become more and more numerous."
"It seems that everyone is going to die for the last time... No! If you die, you have to drag several people behind you!"
"They took away three people! The furnace's defense has weakened! Everyone, come together! We will definitely be able to—ahhhhh!"
The encouraging shouts turned into screams in the next moment, and there was a moment of commotion among the players who were just about to start fighting again. A white light then appeared in the crowd surrounded by them, accompanied by the players who had just returned. The ugly lizard head lifted up from the white light: "Hiss——"
"This, what is this?"
There was a moment of commotion in Tingyulou's position, and then it was instantly stabilized by other commanders from within the team: "Don't panic, they are underground monsters that have appeared before! Clean them up quickly!"
The light of the sword then collided with the body of the humanoid monster covered with scales, and at the same time drove its screams to the side of the hall. More and more monster sounds followed and then rose up in this building. Around the front and back of the hall, more and more dragon-man monsters appeared around the entire hall, appearing in a scene of red light: "...Holy crap, why are there so many?"
"Are we surrounded?"
"They must have been attracted by the situation in this hall... Hey, is this making it more difficult for us?"
"Collect your formation! Defensive posture! Brothers! Protect the president first!"
The weapons facing outwards then formed a circle in the corner of the rotunda. The number of troops in formation seemed to be much smaller than the number of people who rushed into the place at the beginning. Lou Tingyu, who was surrounded by them, did not. He raised no objection to the arrangements of his subordinates, but stared at the two figures in front of him with fierce eyes: "Hey, then I will deal with you with all my heart."
"Come on, you good-for-nothing." He was answered by Chao Ri Dongsheng, who was holding the handle of the giant axe, spitting blood to the side: "You are lucky that I didn't kill you with an ax just now. You actually thought about fighting alone." The two of us?"
"So when did I say I was going to fight one on one?"
Also wiping the corners of his mouth that were bleeding from injuries, Lou Tingyu raised a fierce voice around him: "Brothers! Come on!"
"Get rid of these two guys first!"
Then there was a sparse response from within the encircling formation that blocked the attack of the dragons. Along with it, there were several members of the Tingyulou congregation who came to obey the orders and rushed towards the figure of Chao Ri Dongsheng, tightening their ax handles tightly. The Ax Warrior then let out a loud shout, and struck the powerful and heavy whirlwind in front of these enemy players: "Hey! The one named Spartak!"
"Can you handle it yourself?"
"……nonsense."
The giant ax warrior did not receive as much care as him. The bald boxer, who was waving his fist not far away, replied with a cold face: "I'm not you, of course I can handle it."
"Then it's up to you to handle it." He blocked the next few attacks with his axe, and then began to retreat continuously: "I have already made all my contributions, and I don't want to attract more. hatred."
"I want to wait for an opportunity to avenge the president of our family." Different from the previous open and close fighting posture, he used delicate and precise ax skills to slowly break through the outer perimeter of the encirclement: "Remember to come back alive. .”
The constant metal collisions began to get farther and farther away from Spartak's position, tearing the originally surrounding battle situation apart significantly. The bald boxer who was still waving his fists also let out a cold snort. , but the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily: "So, they are the same kind of people."
"It's a pleasure to meet such a collaborator in a place like this." He used two iron arms to knock the last two entangled enemies away from his body, and raised his hands Then he also moved towards the center of the free encirclement with his own body: "Okay."
"Your goal has been achieved, Tingyulou's boss." He looked at Lou Tingyu in front of him with a look of disdain, and then waved his hand: "Let's challenge each other."
"Spartacus, I respect you as a man."
Thin sword rain began to form around him, and Lou Tingyu's sharp aura gradually rose as he stepped forward: "After seeing my Rain-Guarding Sword, I still have the courage to stay and accept the challenge. Woolen cloth."
"Apart from strengthening the body's ability to fight, there really is no good way for a boxer to deal with your attack." Spartak showed no fear of the sword rain he was about to face, and Spartak's fists collided with each other. Ting walked forward casually: "But even if I haven't seen your Guanyu Sword, I can still understand a truth."
"Scattered attacks have no offensive power." He stopped at the boundary where the fine sword rain and red light intertwined, and then assumed a punching posture: "So just use your body to resist it, and then kill you with one punch Enough."
"Just based on your previous move of Steel Body?" The surrounding sword rain began to determine the direction of their respective attacks. Lou Tingyu, who raised his sword, sneered and shook his head: "Even Cangyun Barrier must be supported with all its strength. Only a shield can stop my sword, do you think your body is harder than metal?"
"Whether it is strong or not, you have to try it before you know." His eyebrows gradually lowered as Spartak's deep voice gradually concealed his expression: "The authenticity of gold always needs to be tested. The same applies to guilds. Whether Tingyulou can establish itself as the largest guild in Tania..."
"It just depends on whether you can pass my test."
The sculpture-like fisting posture finally changed for a moment, and Spartak's sudden punch was sent into the range of this fine sword rain. The metal sound of the sword's edge hitting the rock surface was followed by all the sounds. People's ears rang for a moment, followed by the sound of flesh and blood being cut after some kind of protection was broken: "Wahahaha! Your body of steel is simply a joke!"
"After such a long time, steel has turned into scrap metal." The voice talking to himself suddenly approached, interrupting Lou Tingyu, who was still maintaining his sword-wielding movements, from laughing triumphantly and exaggeratedly. : "But even if it is scattered into pieces, 'Scrap Iron' will not die easily."
"you--"
"The iron wolf roars!"
Amid the splatters of blood, the wind formed by the shadow of Spartak's fist seemed to transform into a wolf head against the red light, and the faint roaring sound then covered up the sound that echoed in the hall. The piercing alarm sounded, and its sharp teeth instantly devoured the wide-eyed figure of Lou Tingyu in front of him. The bloody bald body then broke through the dust raised by countless sword rains hitting the ground, and the body that had just come into contact with him appeared in the dim red light where the illusion suddenly disappeared, a standard uppercut Then he beat the twisted head into the air together with its owner, and sent it high into the sky with a sudden burst of breath: "'Scrap Iron' Spartak, collecting debts for the Four Wastes Tavern."
"Next time when you black equipment, remember to see the name clearly before taking action."
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At the same time, the battle on the other side of the hall was also going on in full swing against the red light. However, the battle between a man and a woman displayed in this corner looked far less intense than that of the Tingyulou congregation there. The scene of them being surrounded by people was very exciting: "It seems to be quite tenacious."
"..."
The entanglement of swords constantly collided and rubbed in the air between the two people, but there was nothing shocking or intense about it. The silent parries and blocks were also exchanged with moves that had no sense of fancy. It happened again and again as the white-haired swordswoman kept retreating: "You can actually take all my attacks. Your skills have become stronger again."
"..."
The loud clashing sound instantly opened the distance between the two people, and also gave Xue Ling Huan Bing a moment of breathing space. However, the female swordsman still had no intention of replying, and just let Xue Ling Huan Bing take a breather. The beautiful girl in front of her kept savoring her own reactions and sword skills: "Is it because I saw through all the sword skills before, so I didn't use any of the moves I was wary of? Are you making a big deal out of a small gain? , abandon the commander and protect the soldiers."
"Without skills, what qualifications do you have to beat me?"
The heavy horizontal slash sent Xueling Huanbing flying into the distance again, and at the same time, Liangchen Meiyu's triumphant laughter amplified again: "You also said that you can stop me alone...are you serious? "
"Actually, you don't have to waste so much energy. After all, I don't care at all whether this plan will succeed."
Breaking the snow spirit phantom ice and raising the sword again, the handsome swordsman glanced at his side casually: "If those guys fail, as the captain of the Wings of Freedom, I have nothing to lose at all, and if those guys succeed, the fruits of their victory will be available to me.”
"No matter I succeed or fail, I will be the final winner!" His laughter became louder and louder, and his victorious posture was reflected in the cold eyes of Xue Ling Huan Bing again: "And you will follow that one even if you die. This guy’s down-and-out young lady just barged in so rashly that she probably doesn’t even know what she’s going to do until now.”
"You didn't even learn a move from him."
The whistling of the sword energy accompanied by the sound of rapidly waving the sword appeared at the left and right of Xue Ling Huan Bing, forcing her back a few points as she tried her best to resist the opponent's attack. The female swordsman player's breathing became louder again. He finally switched to holding the sword with both hands, and his unchanging face relaxed a little because of fatigue and weakness: "...Indeed, I didn't learn a single move from Duan Qing."
"But that's because I'm stupid." Raising his sword to block another attack from the opponent, Xue Ling Huan Bing shook his head and replied: "If I could be stronger, I might be able to understand a little bit of what he taught me. Just give me those things."
"Still trying to save your face, have you forgotten your previous name?" Liangchen Meiyu pretended to lament: "Dark Witch - what a title that fits your image, what you have done on the Free Continent Those damages are much higher than the strength you are showing now."
"These honors you wrote with your own hands were not given to you by that man."
The forward seven-colored sword light with a whistling sound once again approached Xue Ling Huan Bing, but this time the body of Liangchen Meiyu was pressing forward. The posture of the two sword hilts intersecting vertically and horizontally also caused a gap between the two people. The distance suddenly narrowed, and even the frivolous voice of Liangchen Meiyu became clear: "But you are still shamelessly always sticking to him. I feel sad for you."
"It's not your turn to imagine and evaluate the relationship between the two of us."
Trying hard to push that handsome face that was inconsistent with reality away from her, Xue Ling Huan Bing replied angrily: "Even if our power and status are not as good as yours, even if we can't stop your plan this time, I I am also willing to protect him and repay him for everything I have received from him."
"Then why don't you repay me for everything I've done!" The gap in strength made Liangchen Meiyu take two heavy steps forward again, accompanied by his increasingly ferocious face: "Since we met , I have been trying my best to please you! Isn’t this enough to show you my sincerity? Isn’t this enough to make you change your mind, who likes to stick to your cold buttocks? "
"Since you are willing to be such a despicable person, then I will comply with your ideas."
The raised colorful sword edge suddenly knocked the white-haired woman to the ground, and the long sword belonging to the beautiful jade also condensed a bright light: "I will continue to defeat you and ravage you until you are willing to obey and grovel in front of me. until."
"go to hell."
He said the last three words expressionlessly, and then suddenly swung the sword light down. The obscure energy then transformed into a long sword edge on the colorful sword, along the snow spirit fantasy The direction in which the ice fell quickly began to vomit. The huge seven-color lightsaber beyond ordinary people's imagination then struck in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing with the extension of the sword energy, completely illuminating the corner of the hall filled with red light into a vertical line. Xue, who had no time to stand up, Ling Huan Bing then silently raised his dragon tooth sword and swung it suddenly in front of the huge sword light that was about to fall.
clang!
