Happy people from Blue Star

All the members are legends. This scene looks exaggerated, very exaggerated.

But Hardy is not weak at all.

Because he found that these people were actually very weak.

Honestly speaking, a professional like him who had fought his way up could tell at a glance whether the opponent's fighting power was strong or not.

Because many times, professionals with strong combat capabilities will have some special habits.

Like Hardy, he likes to subconsciously look at other people's throats, hearts and other vulnerable parts of the human body.

Even when he is having sex with his own woman, this habit will appear from time to time, giving the woman under him a special stimulation.

But the legendary professionals in front of him were different. They floated in the air, grinning, without any aura, and only had a mental state similar to that of a gangster.

"Oh, someone really came here."

"Is this Hardy? This transformation looks pretty cool."

"I heard that he is a handsome man. Beat him back to his original form and give him to me." This is a man with a feminine face.

"Hurry up and finish the fight and teleport me back. I'm living a happy life." The man was pulling at his pants while speaking.

The Black Knight's eyes swept across the legends slowly falling from the sky, and then looked at the Holy Lord opposite.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief. He said with a pale face, "Stop talking nonsense. Surround him quickly and don't let him run away."

Hearing this, Hardy pulled his horse's head and pointed it towards the wider area of ​​the encirclement.

This action immediately made the Holy Lord scream: "He really wants to run, quickly surround him."

The tone was very anxious.

The legends immediately took action and blocked the gap.

Nightmare began to run, running forward. Several legends immediately began to use instant magic, and one legend suddenly smashed a giant shield at least four meters long in front of him.

This skill of transforming the tower shield looks quite intimidating.

"I'll stop him." A burst of light appeared all over the tower shield warrior's body, and he became bigger. The tower in his hand also grew bigger, and it directly turned into a giant iron gate more than six meters high and three meters wide.

This is the special ability of the legendary guardian warrior.

It looks very powerful, and in the game, it is said to be able to block a dragon's dive attack.

Hardy naturally knew how powerful this ability was, but he rushed faster.

It was so fast that the legends on the opposite side were a little scared.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with this kid."

Several legends hid behind the tower shield. After all, the charging posture of the Nightmare Knight was too terrifying.

They dared not to stand in his way.

Shengyi was standing next to him, light gathering from his magic wand, and he was waiting for an opportunity.

As long as the Black Knight was blocked or his speed was greatly affected, he would launch a magic attack with all his strength.

No matter how big the opponent is or how hard his body is, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

Just when the Nightmare Knight was about to hit the tower, it suddenly turned at an incredible angle, a turn close to a right angle, and with almost no deceleration.

A violent wind swept across the tower shield. The warrior holding the shield was ready to block it with all his strength, but when he saw the giant black monster suddenly turn around, he knew that something was wrong.

"Old man, be careful."

The middle-aged warrior holding the shield roared.

But it's still too late.

The Black Knight's feint was so realistic that everyone thought he was going to escape, including the Holy Lord. After all, six legends were half of the entire Stonemasons' strength, and they were able to fight even against the Rida family.

In this situation, anyone with a sound mind would run away.

They thought so too.

But…Hardy just isn’t right in the head.

In fact, during the period when Hardy was active in gold farming, almost all PK players had some abnormal brains.

The more powerful the PK is, the more unpredictable their ideas are.

After all, in the middle and late stages of the game, everyone's talents and skills are almost familiar to each other, and there is not much difference in equipment hardware, so what can determine the victory or defeat of both sides is naturally the different fighting styles.

All the crazy attackers in the offensive flow say that they are defensive counterattackers, but in fact they are just violent warriors.

Hardy was able to become famous in that environment, which shows that he has his own abilities.

The realistic feint and smooth switch of targets were completed in less than half a second.

The Holy Lord could only watch as the Black Knight rushed towards him.

He had already begun to disperse the magic that was gathering, and was desperately trying to cast a magic defense shield on himself.

When people are in danger, their abilities can be greatly enhanced.

At this time, the Holy Lord's magic casting speed was far beyond his usual state, reaching an inhuman level.

If he can escape danger this time, he will definitely make great progress in defensive magic.

But... he had no chance.

The huge black lance, which was less than half condensed, penetrated through, and the tip of the lance directly stabbed into his chest, because the lance was too huge and the speed was fast.

The gun crushed his entire chest cavity, and his broken heart even squeezed out from between his ribs, becoming long and thin.

The Holy Lord lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his chest, then he reacted and wanted to cast a healing spell on himself to keep himself alive.

But how could the Black Knight do as he wished? He swung his spear horizontally and threw him out heavily. He crashed into a nearby giant tree, fell down, and turned into mud.

Then the Black Knight took a few steps forward, stepped on the magic wand that had fallen to the ground, crushed it with his horse's hoof, and rolled it a few times.

Hardy really wanted to laugh at this moment.

Although each of these people is a legend, they are all extremely naive.

Not to mention his poor combat awareness, he actually engraved a teleportation magic circle on the magic circle staff.

Back then, many players also liked to carve magic circles on weapons or the surface of armor, which looked very cool, especially after activating the magic ability, they would become "light weapons" and "light armor" with light pollution all over.

But later these players found that they were easily targeted in this way.

An experienced enemy can tell at a glance what spell or skill is engraved on your weapon.

Whatever buffs the magic circle on your armor has, then immediately counter them.

This is the situation of the Holy Lord now. Originally, Hardy had not discovered the secret of his magic wand, but when he teleported the person over, the body of the magic wand lit up for several seconds, and the patterns of the magic array were clearly visible.

It would be strange if Hardy still couldn't understand the purpose of this magic circle.

Therefore, he prioritized killing the Holy Lord, destroying the teleportation magic circle, and leaving all these legends here.

No one can escape.

"What's going on? Isn't he just an ordinary master?" The man with a gloomy face looked unhappy.

Even if they were weak, they could see now that the black knight in front of them was not someone they could afford to offend. (End of this chapter)