Chapter 372: Cornered

The power of the Thousand Blades Wind Breaker is indeed extraordinary, and in a continuous three-second burst, it successfully forced back Heng Dao Yijian and cut off 5% of his HP. But Su Qihong felt that such a result was far from meeting expectations, and continued to race in the game without blinking. But after all, the saddle is not the eternal Binghong, the difference in attributes makes this Shanlan Jizun sword swing so heavy that people want to scold, Heng Dao sword just shook a few steps and used the movement operation to avoid the outbreak of the second thousand blades of the wind, turned around and aimed at the slashing Kikube to hit the streamer flying snow, and split him back to the boulder.

Heng Dao took advantage of the situation to pursue the front of the saddle, and then hit the swinging sword style head-on, using the short-distance pursuit of the swinging sword style to quickly close the distance. This push and pull two moves are so coherent that the two of them even feel like they are dancing tango.

The saddle was pushed under the boulder by the streamer and just stopped, and the sword swing on his head had already been eaten, and the wall-breaking buff was hanging under the blood bar. Su Qihong immediately resisted, but the Heng Dao sword in front of him dodged his attack like a ghost animal mode, and the Heavenly Frost Cold Dew Sword in his hand moved, and a series of general attacks broke out in an instant. The wall-breaking buff was stacked to five layers in the blink of an eye, and it has always maintained this number and never dropped again, it is completely a copycat version of the Thousand Blades Broken Wind.

- Why?

Why is he so fast?

Why is it possible to issue skills without hesitation, as if there is no delay at all?!

Why is he able to make so many combinations of movements that he has never seen before?

Looking at the constantly flickering blood volume endangerment prompt on the screen, the line of defense in Su Qihong's heart was completely shattered. But the dignity of being a professional player and his own stubbornness were not allowed to admit defeat so quickly, so he gritted his teeth and decided to fight hard to find Zhao Xuan to fight against this strange swordsman.

When he wanted to escape, he realized a more terrible thing, he thought that this boulder could protect the rear from being sneak attacked, and when he was hit by Heng Dao with a sword, he was also glad that the other party had misoperated and sent him a favorable terrain, now it seems that this place is simply a cocoon, Heng Dao can easily predict the direction he wants to escape from, either left or right, and the sword light will immediately wave to block the way. At this time, the saddle is like a bird imprisoned in a cage, and it can't escape from the cage intertwined with light blue light and shadow.

The forced breathless bird decided to flapp its wings and fly, and as soon as a cloud of special light flashed from under its feet, it quickly jumped up, and when it rose into the air, it was surprised to find that the figure on the opposite side was also hanging at the same height as him. Before Su Qihong could react, he was hit by a white light, and the streamer snow that hit him from top to bottom accelerated his fall and fell hard to the top of the boulder.

The bird that had been hit by this trick slid helplessly down the boulder wall back to the place where it had been imprisoned just now, but happily the terrifying sword light cage had disappeared, so it hurriedly used a dash to escape from the boulder's vicinity, with 24% of the blood bar on its head remaining.

"Did your sister play with me before? Su Qihong was about to be beaten to tears by her! Tong Nian, who wiped the sweat for Su Qihong, quietly chatted with Liu Jiangqing privately, deeply suspecting that his female apprentice was a professional player who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

Faced with Tong Nian's question, Liu Jiangqing was late for a while, and it was difficult to explain this matter no matter how it was explained. However, according to his logic, the only solution to something that is difficult to explain is not to explain, and after a pause, he took a tough attitude and slammed back: "Eat your melon, shut up." ”

These operations on the field, which are hard to see even in the game, are fleeting, and it is really not suitable for chatting now. Tong Nian stopped his hand to continue typing, and his eyes were attracted by the battle on the other side.

Now in the left half, Hengdao chases and kills the saddle with a sword, and in the right half, Xue Manjiang and Late Tianyuxue fight Zhao Fugui. At present, Zhao Fugui's blood volume is 55%, and the snow is 67% in the late Tiantian, and the snow is almost full of blood. Just from this point, it can be analyzed that Zhao Fugui didn't take advantage of it at all in the battle just now, and he was overwhelmed by the late Tianyuxue, and he couldn't even deal with Su Qihong, who was about to be killed.

In the past, even if he encountered a three-on-two situation in the professional game, he was sure to win all of them according to Zhao Xuan's operation, and with the assistance of Su Qihong, he could level the opponent's numerical advantage in three or five minutes after the start, and then eradicate them one by one. Now not only is his blood less than that of his opponent, but the other enemy's crispy mage has almost no blood, which shows that this game is really controlled to the extreme by the one who called Late Lai Tianxue.

However, after reading their detailed information, Tong Nian understood Zhao Xuan's difficulty, although the equipment level of these two people was a little worse than the standard of professional players, the configuration was very accurate, and the attributes were completely consistent with their playing style, just like the shoes on their feet. Compared with Zhao Fugui's body that purely uses money to pile up high-grade equipment in the whole server, the output value of the equipment of the two people is more than a few streets away from him.

Tong Nian simply compared the attribute data of this set of equipment with the output data in his mind, and confirmed that their equipment was made after detailed attribute benefit calculations. Generally speaking, only the data department of the professional team will tailor the equipment attribute configuration table for the players, who is the equipment they are equipped with?

"These two people...... Do you know each other? ”

When he saw that Zhao Fugui was knocked out by the late Tian Yuxue with the signature action of the Dragon Soul nine times in a row and knocked out 15% of his blood volume, Tong Nian couldn't help but continue to talk about Liu Jiangqing secretly, and there were two names in the depths of his memory that began to impact his brain, and he was eager to confirm this answer.

"You should remember them." Liu Jiangqing did not answer positively, but hinted at the identities of the two people in a vague way.

"Really, those guys?"

This sentence has undoubtedly recognized the answer in his heart, but Tong Nian couldn't believe it, and even his breathing became short, he never expected that this trip to Qifu not only found his former partner, but also found the strongest opponents in the past, which was simply providential.

“……”

Liu Jiangqing didn't answer him again, and continued to watch the battle in the arena intently. His gaze was not focused on Zhao Xuan and Li You, but always stared at Heng Dao's sword movement.

Heng Dao's every wonderful move and the move that can be called the giant spirit god made him want to cheer and praise loudly in his heart as an audience, but at the same time, as a rational version, he would unconsciously stimulate goosebumps. Because he knew that it was not Lu Yunqian who was now operating the Hengdao sword, but ...... Lu Daoheng, who has been dead for nearly half a year!

But even if you are taboo in your heart, once you watch the game, you will still put down these irrelevant things and appreciate them seriously. Gradually, he discovered a puzzling thing, the saddle was obviously at the end of the crossbow, and it would take a little effort to take it. But Heng Dao Yijian pinched a few points back and forth in the field, constantly driving and slashing the saddle, and there was no intention of making a killing move.