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Both Chu Jing and Zhang Luoluo had black lines all over their heads.

They looked at each other with deep helplessness in their eyes.

Alas, we are all low-key and honest people.

Why did you bring Huang Yaoguang this wonderful thing?

"Shut up!"

The more Huang Yaoguang barked, the angrier those swordsmen became.

The two spiritualists were even more angry.

"Bah! You're the one who deserves to lead us?"

"Your mouth is so stinky, you must be very good at playing, right? You'd better stop bringing girls, and go home to raise pigs honestly!"

The two girls got angry, and Huang Yaoguang wanted to say something, but it happened that the countdown had reached zero.

He immediately put away his foolish thoughts, and drew his sword with a serious face: "Just talking and not practicing fake moves, I want you to see how good I am! By the way, third child! Look carefully, I want you to know that I am not I'm not someone who is a drag! As long as I want to! I can carry too!"

next moment.

The battle begins.

The three swordsmen were not surprised, they all rushed towards Huang Yaoguang with red eyes.

"Oh, I'm going! Bully the few with the more? You really have the face! But do you think I have no brothers? Third? Come on!"

Huang Yaoguang yelled perversely, and was suddenly taken aback.

Because the person next to him is gone.

Look further away.

Standing there with Zhang Luoluo at the edge of the arena.

"What are you doing?"

Huang Yaoguang shouted in bewilderment and panic.

Chu Jing said expressionlessly: "Second brother, don't you want to carry? Let you perform."

"Third! NMP!"

Huang Yaoguang couldn't help but swear.

At this time, the three swordsmen were already approaching.

"Clang clang!"

Immediately, the three of them drew their swords, and they all slashed at Huang Yaoguang.

"Go to hell!"

Huang Yaoguang turned pale with shock, and wanted to raise his sword to resist, but his two fists were no match for four hands.

Soon, he was hit many times by the attacks of the two swordsmen.

The blood line kept falling.

"Third son of a dog day! Save me! Do you have to force me to death!"

Huang Yaoguang yelled in the team channel.

Chu Jing's voice came slowly: "Third Brother, you seem to be carrying us?"

Huang Yaoguang said angrily: "My carry is only one-on-one! You make me one against three, what a joke!"

"Okay! Then I'll share two for you."

As soon as Chu Jing finished speaking, his men had already arrived in the battle group.

"What! The assassin is here?"

Originally, the three swordsmen were very comfortable.

After all, the cheap-mouthed swordsman is about to die.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jing appeared and tried to kill a swordsman.

"Go away!"

The swordsman was furious immediately, and the huge sword swept out violently.

Ding.

Chu Jing's holy sword stood in front of him, so he made a move instead.

The swordsman is the representative of attack.

The heavy swordsmen are famous for their strength.

The result is unexpected.

Under this touch, Chu Jing was not knocked into the air.

On the contrary, the heavy swordsman staggered a few steps and bumped into a companion.

Because of such a collision, the two suddenly lost their rhythm.

They stopped chasing Huang Yaoguang, but looked at Chu Jing in surprise.

"You assassin, why are you so powerful?"

"An assassin who takes the route of strength? Are you a fool?"

The two swordsmen looked at Chu Jing strangely.

Chu Jing's expression didn't change, and he moved directly.

"Whoosh!"

He turned into an afterimage and approached the two of them.

"Is it that fast?"

"Where do you get so many attribute points?"

Both swordsmen stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Ding ding."

But despite their busy schedule, they still raised their swords to block.

Two crisp sounds.

Chu Jing was obviously alone.

But he held a sword on the left and right, and kept attacking the two swordsmen.

The swordsman is known as the profession with the strongest attack power.

Right now, he was suppressed by an assassin who should have injured people by stealth.

Both swordsmen blushed with anger.

"Damn! Why is this assassin so strong!"

"Damn it! Under normal circumstances, shouldn't we fight this assassin? Why is it the other way around?"

"damn it!"

Although the situation is critical, the two swordsmen have not been defeated.

The scene is somewhat passive, but not unacceptable.

the other side.

Under one-on-one, Huang Yaoguang's pressure dropped sharply.

He was overjoyed, thinking that the pinnacle of his life was coming soon.

But the reality is very skinny.

The opponent, that is, the swordsman holding the soft sword was not as weak as imagined.

The soft sword in his hand is as dexterous as a shot.

Every stab is very fast.

Within three seconds of the battle, Huang Yaoguang had already been stabbed many times.

But his long sword was still unable to stab the opponent.

Huang Yaoguang was very angry in his heart, but he still shouted unconvinced: "Son of a bitch...

..."

Before he finished speaking, his thigh was stabbed again.

"Ouch!"

The damage value appeared, and Huang Yaoguang let out a cry of pain.

With Zhang Luoluo's blood recovery, his blood line is not dangerous.

But the tricky thing was that every time the opponent's dexterous soft sword pierced it, it hurt a little.

Huang Yaoguang originally wanted to resist desperately, but after fighting for a while, he became desperate.

In terms of attributes, the two swordsmen are not much different even if there is a gap.

The main problem is that Huang Yaoguang's operation is not as good as the opponent's.

That's why he was suppressed so hard!

"Don't fight anymore! Your soft sword is too buggy! Play with wool!"

Huang Yaoguang made a strange cry, turned around and ran away.

The swordsman smiled triumphantly: "Haha! So you, a bad-mouthed guy, only have this strength? Then I'm sorry, I didn't discuss killing you today!"

He laughed and chased after Huang Yaoguang.

Afterwards, the two started the process of you running and chasing each other.

Huang Yaoguang was so overwhelmed that he was about to collapse.

"Third! Old! Haven't you finished fighting yet! Help me!"

When he heard Huang Yaoguang's screams, Chu Jing hadn't resolved the battle yet.

Not impossible.

But don't want to.

He felt that he could not show his second brother's "carry true qualities" by resolving the battle too quickly.

So he fought slowly.

Hearing his second brother's cry for help, he knew it was time to end.

Then, the bloodthirsty sword in his left hand suddenly glowed with blood-colored sword energy, directly hitting the heavy swordsman's heart!

-686!

The damage value exploded.

The heavy swordsman was stunned.

Although he didn't die, he lost a lot of blood.

"Add blood! Give me blood!"

The epee subconsciously yelled on the team channel.

And the two spiritual master sisters finally stopped paddling.

They threw out the healing technique one after another.

Watching the blood line quickly return to a safe situation.

The heavy swordsman smiled gratifiedly.

And suddenly.

Chu Jing turned his spear, and the holy sword pierced another swordsman's heart.

It's all too fast.

So that everyone did not react.

And this sword pierced nearly 500 points of blood.

The swordsman didn't die, he shouted in horror: "Milk me! Milk me!"

The two spiritualists were in a state of desperation, ready to transfer the blood-boosting target.

But it was too late.

Chu Jing stabbed three swords in succession at an unparalleled speed.

All the vital parts of the center of the mouth!

"You have been flattered and killed by the player!"

A reminder popped up, and the swordsman turned into a corpse in despair.

The heavy swordsman's eyelids twitched.

"What a fierce assassin!"

His idea just popped up.

Suddenly, the screen in front of him went black.

"You have been flattered and killed by the player!"

"What! I'm dead too? Where's the nurse?"

The heavy swordsman was very puzzled.

And soon, the voices of the two girls' atmosphere came from the team channel.

"Brother Tom! We were stunned by the assassin's dart, and now he killed us again..."