The white spear drew another bright trajectory in the air, and collided with the black figures waiting to rush in behind the corridor, making a lot of clanging sounds. Xue Linghuan resisted a large number of enemy attacks alone. As soon as Bing came up, he used all his strength, and the bursting gun shadow also appeared next to Duan Qing like a wall-like piercing star. Three or two enemies who were knocked away from time to time then flew into the depths of the dark corridor with their own screams. Accompanying them were more swords blazing from the depths of the corridor, and they continued to Xue Ling Huan Bing, who repeated rapid stabbing movements, finally gritted his teeth and swallowed his last breath, sending his final finishing move of Sweeping Thousands of Thousands of Army to the edge of the battlefield: "Duan Qing!"
"That's all I can take out." What answered her was a bottle of magic potion thrown out by the gray-robed magician at some point, and he still raised his hands to maintain the magic shield without looking back. Back view: "You figure out the rest by yourself."
"This is--"
The blue magical energy burst out along the dim and broken ground as the bottle of potion fell to the ground. The power of frost that spread out instantly completely isolated the battlefield as a corridor into two sections. Feeling the power of this powerful frost, Xueling Huanbing hurriedly tapped her toes back a few times, carefully avoiding the scope of this biting frost: "Hey! I am a melee combatant! I was allowed to block all the enemies in this direction by myself before, but now I’m left with nowhere to perform?”
"Then when you called me before, don't call me so pitiful."
There were fine beads of sweat on his face. Duan Qing, who raised his hands, replied in a difficult voice. The streams of light that kept flying past the magic sentry devices in front of him also carried continuous magic light bullets, like pouring The bombing hit the edge of the shield position he maintained: "So we said that you are not going to go into battle to kill the enemy. Our goal now is just to hold the enemy back, and then trust Ninglan."
"As long as the battlefield on the other side can be solved, the troubles in front of us will naturally be solved."
As if in response to his secretly turning gaze, the shadow representing the secret language Ninglan then appeared in the sky where magic bullets and golden energy intertwined with each other on the battlefield, a dense and chaotic bombing. The exploding light and shadow seemed to be unable to have the slightest impact on the illusory arc that was flowing forward at this time. It seemed that even the vaguely visible blue and white clothes were not stained by any smoke or sparks at this time: "——Agility burst!"
"Silver light jumps!"
The blue and white clothes turned into dazzling silver as he accelerated again. He flew faster than the falling explosion and then shuttled through the flying battlefield. His body turned into a white straight line at the extreme speed. Ning Lan then ducked down and brushed a black arrow flying in front of her. The next moment, the dagger in her hand also passed behind an enemy who was entangled with Gedman: "Dark flash!"
"...It's really amazing." The originally airtight encirclement had a gap for a moment as the enemy fell down, and the sound of Gedman's rolling and breathing sounds, which hurriedly rushed out of the battle quagmire, also condensed along the code words. Lan passed through the middle of the white track: "Originally I knew this woman was very strong, but the speed just now..."
"It's not your turn to question her power." The brilliance of the ferocious giant ax then passed by the shield warrior who had just gained a breather, and flew another enemy who wanted to attack him far away. Department: "This guy was once a god of murder that made every professional player fearful. The chaotic battlefield was her favorite - Hey! How long are you going to lie down?"
"Our responsibilities have been taken away by others. At least we should stop holding them back!"
The loud sound of metal collision echoed in the air of the corridor as Asahi Dongsheng shouted these words, and was accompanied by the sight of him stretching his body with all his strength to knock away another enemy in front of him. The giant axe warrior, who had been struggling in the encirclement for a long time, then roared as if releasing his emotions, condensing the red light that suddenly rose from his wrist into a more powerful ground-breaking slash. The ground turbulence caused by the powerful force impact then scattered more masonry fragments to all parts of the battlefield. The enemy figures that were also pushed back to both sides of the Earthquake Slash also clearly reflected the back of Encrypted Ninglan. In an instant, the elegant blue and white body reflected brightly in the light turned the last half circle in the air, and struck a vertical slash neatly on the person who was still shooting. The archer's eyes said: "Hello."
"Ninglan's husband asked Ninglan to come and say hello to you."
The ferocious black bow and the dagger exuding the moonlight intersected in the air for a moment, and the metal sparks aroused also illuminated the smile of Ningyu Ninglan for a moment. The maid who was standing in the air clenched the white fingers of the dagger. Then she quickly retracted it with the force of the counter-shock, and together with her body that turned back and jumped into the air, it appeared among the bows and arrows of the black-clothed archer who raised his arms vigorously: "Good skills, but a pity - huh?"
The next moment, the silhouette of the beautiful maid displayed in the air suddenly disappeared in mid-air. The black-clothed archer's breathless gaze flashed past with a look of shock, and then his eyes fell on his left and right with vigilance, and he opened his eyes again. The bow string suddenly turned to his side and behind: "Avoid shooting!"
As if there was a mirage, his figure moved two positions behind him, and the posture of re-stringing the bow also appeared in the code of Ningyu Ninglan with the sudden retreat of the archer. In front of the void that reappeared, the tip of the sword and the tip of the dagger just handed out by the maid player happened to be facing each other: "——hit!"
Snapped.
The taut bowstring made a buzzing sound in the archer's loosened fingers, but the arrow shot did not hit the maid player's face as the archer imagined. The black arrow was wrapped in an obscure aura. Jian then shuddered at the slight movement of Ciyu Ninglan's wrist, and followed the direction of the dagger and moved it away from the side of the maid player's short flowing hair: "...Huh, it's really dangerous, sir. "
"——I remember you are called Dark Language Ninglan, right?"
Deng Deng took a few steps back again, and the black-clothed archer said this in a low voice. The face that looked a little surprised because the other party allowed him to distance himself again later changed to anger after being slighted. It was vaguely accompanied by the action of gritting his teeth and appeared between his inverted eyebrows: "You can actually deflect my arrow at the moment of taking action... You are really courageous."
"Ninglan doesn't have such courage. At least after meeting my husband again, her courage is much less than before."
Resuming the obedient posture of folding her hands, with a smile on her face, Ninglan then bowed slightly forward and saluted: "It's just that Ninglan still has some confidence in her ability to control the dagger. Just now she was just in a hurry. It's just improvisation, and - being able to detect Ninglan's existence at that moment just now, your dynamic vision seems to be not bad at all."
"It seems that the gentleman you are talking about is leaving soon."
The chaotic battlefield surrounding the two people quietly evacuated for a moment. The changing battlefield scene in the distance also fell into the eyes of the black-clothed archer at this moment. He noticed that the golden light suddenly disappeared and was always being protected behind him. Several figures retreated together, and then he suppressed his desire to immediately raise his hand to place his bow and arrow, and instead showed a forced smile after suppressing his anger: "They seem to be leaving you behind." Come face me alone."
"It doesn't matter, this is Ninglan's mission." Still standing peacefully in the center of the encirclement that was gradually turning back, Ninglan's smile revealed in the darkness had not changed much: "Entrusted by sir, I came here to take care of you." 'Everyone, even if Ninglan is trapped in this, this trust will definitely be fulfilled by Ninglan."
“…It’s a shameless talk.”
With a little more strength on his newly tempered fingers, the black-clothed archer opened his ferocious bow again: "Do you think you really have the same ability as that dragon? If she hadn't had the means to transfer it out of thin air. , she might have become a dead soul under my arrow by now."
"Of course Ninglan doesn't have the ability of Miss Fula, but that's just that Ninglan's expertise is different from her opponent." Standing up straight again, Ninglan tilted her head to her side as if to indicate: "If If I use it to deal with you, Ninglan thinks there won't be any accidents."
"Arrogant!"
The loosened bow and arrow once again passed through the entire corridor like black lightning. The arrow that reached the opposite side in an instant had lost its target direction earlier. The black-clothed bow and arrow did not feel the slightest surprise. The hand then strung the bow again, and the arrow swung back and forth amidst the constant stamping sounds between the corridor floor and the pillars: "You think you can break through my bow with speed? Let me show you what it means to be a dragon-hunting archer. !”
"Cluster arrows!"
The arrows on the bowstring suddenly split into countless fine and small arrowheads as he shouted, and then turned into a brilliant stream of light like rain and suddenly enveloped the front of the corridor. The arrows were originally covered by these arrows. The rain-shrouded Dark Whisper Ninglan's continuous skidding movements then left the place with another faster tremor, as if it had completely disappeared from the stream of arrow rain. The harsh sound of arrows falling to the ground was then splashed on the ground near the back of the corridor area, accompanied by the faint screams of countless Magic Empire soldiers who were affected, not caring about accidentally injuring their own people. The black-clothed archer then made his bow stronger, and the arrows he prepared again fell to the back of a pillar deep in the corridor with his sharp sight: "Come out, I know you're hiding there."
"After all, it is a completely airtight rain of arrows, and Ninglan will not rashly choose to break through." In the scene where the harsh sounds of sword clashes continued to echo, the voice belonging to the code word Ninglan also sounded distantly in the corridor. Behind the pillar: "But with such a huge range of high-density attacks, you will definitely not be able to sustain it all the time, right?"
"Of course, but it's enough to deal with you." The black-clothed archer, who remained motionless in his bow-shooting posture, frozen in place like a stone sculpture, spoke again as if squeezed out of his throat: "Here is Tower of Tyran, my void arrows are unlimited, as long as consumption is not considered, no matter how fast you are, you will not be able to break through the blockade of my arrow rain!"
"Oh, really?" Ninglan's voice echoing behind the pillars still seemed to have a playful smile: "But Ninglan looks at the arrow you used this time, both in shape and color, it is the same as the one just now. An arrow is different."
"-Huh, maybe." His eyes fixed on that side fluctuated for a moment, and the face of the black-clothed archer then returned to his ancient look as he snorted: "Maybe I changed my arrows to ones that can kill with one hit, so I won’t necessarily wait for you to rush out again.”
"What are the possibilities?"
The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and the voice echoing in the dim space became much deeper. His eyes, as if waiting for a rabbit, then became brighter and brighter in the increasingly peaceful atmosphere, and finally accompanied by the pillars in front of him The blue-white clothes that suddenly appeared flashed and widened suddenly: "Tracking arrow!"
“The technique that shatters science—it’s such a fascinating shot.”
The black stream of light that escaped his hands made strange arcs in the air, and finally appeared with heartbreaking words and penetrated the back of Ningyu Ninglan who flashed out from behind the corridor pillars in an instant, just like the figure walking in the air. The figure of the maid then showed her gentle and miserable smile as she turned around, and then gradually disappeared into the air with her body fragments broken into pieces: "It's a pity."
"Murder doll."
As if approaching the limit, the maid player read the last few words close to the archer's ear. The slender and beautiful figure then returned to her usual gentleness and politeness the moment she waved the dagger. Little by little, it gradually became clear behind the opponent: "You chose the wrong target from the beginning. It was just the phantom left by Ninglan."
"...You, you are..."
The pierced back heart gradually soaked with the blood flowing out of the chest and back. As if he had lost all his strength, the black-clothed archer finally slowly knelt down on the ground: "You are... when... …”
"To break through your sharp eyes, you don't necessarily need extreme speed." Ninglan, who put away her dagger and turned her back to him, replied with a smile: "Sometimes blinding is more effective, such as He said he would leave an afterimage doll and then hang it outside the corridor and sneak over quietly."
"...Damn it." His suddenly widened eyes were filled with unwillingness and loss that could not be concealed, and the words the archer in black tried his best to speak became lower and lower: "I...must... I will take revenge, remember it...my name is——"
"Mr. Xianyu, Ninglan knows."
The voice didn't finish speaking, but the maid player said what the other party wanted to say instead. The body that flashed again then disappeared like the invisible wind of the void in the eyes of other people who were gradually approaching and besieging them: " In order to help Mr. Ninglan, she has made a lot of secret investigations and preparations. But if possible-"
"I still hope that your Excellency will not cause any more trouble to Sir."
