The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

I was momentarily guilty.

Yes, I am an assassin.

The purpose of this trip is to assassinate...all the sea clan seniors, if necessary, I will kill the entire sea clan together.

Now that he was told, there was nothing left to say, and with his wrist turned over, the broom slammed at the questioning adventurer.

The adventurer had been prepared for a long time. Seeing the broom smashed his head and face, he immediately drew his knife, and came to Ji Li to smash Huashan. With a soft click, he split the broom into two sections.

"Good sword technique!" I chuckled, and the demon sword came out of its sheath and went straight to the adventurer's heart.

"This is swordsmanship!" The adventurer yelled in response, and the knight's sword was also handed out at the same time, and it went straight to my heart.

Could it be that this is the legendary fascination-Tonggui swordsmanship?

A madman's swordsmanship that forced the opponent to avoid in the same position?

Come to think of it, this adventurer must have very rich combat experience. Raising his hand is the same swordsmanship. Its effect is similar to that of throwing a king bomb in the beginning. It is all to fool the opponent into a daze, and then fear in his heart. , So the strength is greatly reduced. Even if you have full confidence, you can be frightened by 30%, and then rely on the large number of people to continue to intimidate the opponent, and the odds of winning will be 50%-the above is when playing against the strong Dedicated means.

Obviously, he regarded me as a strong man, and I have to compliment: Your instincts are true.

But he miscalculated one point, and that is that this trick did not work for me!

I laughed three times in my heart, and continued to dash forward with my sword. When the tip of the sword was less than two inches from his chest, I saw the adventurer a harrier turning over and avoiding the fatal blow.

He persuaded.

I stood with my sword and sneered three times: "Come on, hurt each other!"

He landed on both feet, with the sword to the side, put in a posture, and sternly asked: "Why don't you hide?"

I was dumbfounded by him: "Why should I hide?"

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I encountered a hard stubble today!" The adventurer screamed, and then drew another knight sword from his companion. With the two swords in his hand, he walked around me, while walking back. Turning the sword to play, looking at his proficient movements, quite a bit of style when I turned the pen back then.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

Through the brief encounters just now, I have roughly understood the basic skills of this adventurer, which is more than a little bit weaker than me. I really want to get serious. I play him like a craftsman.

After roughly understanding the situation, I became more relaxed and relaxed. Although there is a proverb called ‘a lion fights a rabbit, you also need to do your best’. That’s because the rabbit stays next to the cave and doesn’t have dinner without exerting all strength.

If you switch to a master fighter against ordinary middle school students, look at it. Even if you do your best, you can hit your opponent with a single shot.

Today, the gap between me and the circle of adventurers in front of me is probably the same as a master fight against ordinary middle school students.

Suddenly realizing that I was slack, the leader adventurer rushed forward with a sword, like a gust of wind, whistling towards him, he almost shouted: Hasaki!

In other words, if he is really a strong wind swordsman, I can go all out to fight against it, but this product is only a copycat version, and it is still the kind of sword without tornado, and the position is not erratic, even Billy.

For a moment, I suddenly became a little tired, a feeling of being fooled came to my mind, looking back at the rising fire, feeling the roar of the explosion in my ears, and then condensing the killing intent, turning my wrist slightly, The tip of the knife was erected, aiming at the small gap between the two swords that had been cut, and piercing it fiercely.

puff!

The sound of a knife in the flesh.

In the middle of the left chest cavity.

The leader of the adventurer's actions choked, his hands suddenly stopped in the air, and the blade was only...ten inches away from my body.

There was dead silence all around, and countless adventurers stared at all this as if they were dreaming.

The leader of the adventurer's head slowly drooped, and he glanced at his chest with a complicated look. Only the handle of the knife was left. His lips fluttered, and he said with difficulty: "Okay... the knife!"

Immediately there was a ‘poof’, and he fell backwards, dead.

Excluding the time spent playing the sword in the middle, from beginning to end, in less than a second, the leader adventurer went back to the God of Creation.

The surrounding adventurers stood still, watching the leader's fall. The next second, the atmosphere suddenly changed, from the initial jokes to restlessness. These ordinary-looking adventurers were actually because of the leader. His death, in a short time, transformed into a group of violent ordinary adventurers!

Then they rushed up and scrambled for the ‘giving head’. After about a few dozen breaths, the adventurers lay down and accompany the leader to meet the God of Creation.

I raised my head and looked at the seagod man who had thrown my broomstick, but he could no longer be found, as he slipped away in the chaos.

Suddenly a hustle and bustle sounded not far away. It seemed that the next wave of sea gods adventurers had arrived. I flashed into shape, hid under the wall roots, and ran forward along the wall roots.

After running a hundred meters away, the group of adventurers finally arrived. Seeing the corpses everywhere, the leading adventurer roared, and his surging aura suddenly climbed. With his current aura, even if he was against Jackson, he could still fight. Back.

Shaking my head, I moved, and rushed to the direction of the new flames at a very fast speed.

When I was less than two hundred meters away from the blazing fire, a torrent of pressure came oncoming, my brows frowned and I slowed down.

I'm still familiar with this oppressive force. It originated from the evil dragon Spitz. I think he should be fighting a strong man, because it is mixed in Spitz's huge oppressive force and there is another Unfamiliar oppression, although this oppression is also very strong, it is far less solid than Spitz, but it is a fight against the oppression released by Father Taylor, and it should be a powerhouse of the awakening level of the Seagod.

But if you savour it carefully, you will find that this pressure is different from the pressure released by the old man.

I have had the honor to feel the oppression of the old man once. It belongs to the airtight kind. Once shrouded, there is no thought of escape temporarily. The oppression of the awakened who is fighting against Spitz is even more sparse. Even if I met him, I still have the idea of ​​running away.

Such an imperfect oppressive force, presumably his strength is more than that of the old man, and just putting the old man in front of Spitz, there is no way to resist. If you want to come, it will not be long before this product will be Spitz is crushed, unless...

Every thought flashed, not yet formed, a huge oppressive force suddenly came.

With a twitch of my mouth, I murmured: "Sure enough, there is a second one, but if there are only two, it doesn't seem to be enough..."

Before the voice was over, the third pressure came, and I immediately gave myself a mouth: "Bah! Crow's mouth, what do you say!"

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