"They're looking for you!" Liu Jiangqing lurked in the grass and warned Heng Dao with a sword.

"Come and save me." Seeing that the second group of centaurs of the Ten Realms was about to rush over, Heng Dao Yijian did not seem to be surprised, and issued three words calmly.

"I'm an assassin, I can't stop so many people for you, hide by yourself!" Although Liu Jiangqing said this, he lowered his body and ran towards the Heng Dao sword, and the grass blades did not shake where he moved, and the operation was very dexterous and fast.

"Don't limit yourself to the identity of the Assassin, the Assassin's strangulation and blood recovery is the strongest endurance in the whole class, and you can't die. And you're not an ordinary player either, so it's no problem for you to take in these twenty people. As soon as the words of Heng Dao Yi Jian appeared on the team channel, an ice array was drawn by the mages of the Ten Realms under his feet, and large ice crystals quickly formed on his body, and he could no longer speak.

"Hmph, if it weren't for your wooden pestle here, not a single regiment from the Ten Realms would be my opponent!"

Liu Jiangqing aimed at the mage who threw the ice array to Heng Dao with a sword from behind, and suddenly sprang up from the deep grass, and in the blink of an eye, it stuck to his back like a ghost.

This mage had just been slashed twice, and his blood bar was in a state of residual blood, and he was intent on attacking with a stake-like constant sword, not paying any attention to his back. When he noticed that there was a red name attacking him, he immediately panicked, and finally pressed the curling autumn moon skill, but the picture in front of him turned gray and white, and he fell straight into the lush flowers and plants.

Someone in the group who came to drive the stake was killed in seconds, Di Fan was secretly taken aback, he didn't expect the footprints to chase so fast. While calling for help from Shura, he asked the warriors and swordsmen in his team to give priority to controlling the footprints in one place, so as not to mess up the good deeds.

The footprints of one place moved quickly, and after killing a shooter with a knife in his hand, he jumped into the center of the crowd, and knocked out all the melee strikes that came over with a sword around Hengdao, and the black figure passed through the Kyushu Thunder Special Effect Circle that the swordsman had emptied. Circle by circle, like the symbol of the Olympic Games.

Di Fan saw a footprint entering the crowd, and jumped back and forth under his nose, simply canceling the decision to kill Heng Dao and a sword first, and no longer waiting for Shura, he suddenly raised his shield and smashed it towards the red name. The iron-black long shield swung out an arc in the air with the wind, and instantly smashed large pieces of dirt and flowers and plants when it landed, and the surrounding six or seven bodies of grass were beaten by the powerful attack power, which was shocking. However, the black shadow flashed out from the side early, and at the same time he shook something lightly towards Di Fan, only to see a few runes in the air, and in the blink of an eye, a vertigo Venus appeared on his head, and he was hit by the flying blind.

The warrior is not uncontrolled, and once he is stunned, he is the target of the beating, and he can't even use the life-saving skill within the debuff time. However, the average Assassin would not regard the warrior as his primary target, because the effort to cut half of his blood was enough to collect a crispy human head, and he would slowly gnaw on such a large body when no one else had a second. But the footprints of a place seem to have forgotten this law, and as soon as the flying blind was thrown, he jumped on the back of Difan, and the double sword emperor Yunxing flew up and down, and the move was so fast that he couldn't see whether it was a general attack or a skill.

I saw a series of critical hits rise in numbers, and the blood bar of Difan quickly dropped to half blood. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to curse in his heart, and was determined that he would not be able to die for a while, and that he could set this guy on fire as long as he waited for the blindness effect to disappear. As a result, just when the countdown to the flying blind vertigo flashed to 1 second, a huge blood-red cross suddenly enveloped the screen, Di Fan shook his strong body, knelt on his knees, and threw the shield and plate axe in the grass as soon as his hand was weak, GG.

The flying blind stun effect is only five seconds, and the quality of any piece of equipment on Di Fan's body except for the absence of Orange Wu is comparable to the footprints of a place, and the blood volume is one-third more than that of the crispy profession, but he died within five seconds. As soon as everyone saw that the regiment commander was dead, the formation immediately broke apart, and the noisy shouting began to run after the footprints again, completely forgetting the wooden stake of Heng Dao and Yi Jian.

Shura also arrived at this time, glanced at the Heng Sword that the president wanted, and felt that since he hung up, he would definitely not be able to run, so it was more important to drive away the footprints of a place according to the order of the head of the regiment, so he joined the ranks of chasing the footprints of a place.

Chasing one with the crowd is actually very passive, and it is very easy for people to fall into the inertia of chasing the stream and lose their vigilance, thinking that it will definitely not go wrong to run with the big group. This truth taught them a lesson in the early days when Heng Dao Yijian fought against the Ghost Willow Forest in the Ten Realms, but it is a pity that these fools do not remember to eat or fight, and they are still this virtue.

Liu Jiangqing couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw that the string of fools behind him no longer wrapped around Hengdao's sword.

What he cares about the most is that Heng Dao and his sword are besieged by everyone, even if he wants to kill a full house, he will be bound and unable to use it to his heart's content. Now this situation is simply agreeable, there are no worries, and there is only one word left.

Kill!

A footprint rushed out of the forty positions and slammed into the dense sea of grass, mysteriously disappearing from the eyes of the Red Names of the Ten Realms. After losing their target, everyone involuntarily stopped in the half-human-high grass, staring blankly at the direction where the footprints disappeared with uneven blood bars. They had no regimental commander, and they were not aware of the potential dangers around them, so they scattered in twos and threes to find the whereabouts of footprints.

The wind in the Hundred Grass Valley stopped, and the sky gradually darkened, and the dark green grass became darker and darker, even a little close to black. Suddenly, a figure swept out of the dense blades of grass and swooped down on the shooter next to him with only 47% of his HP left. Two streams of red blood spurted into the sky, and in an instant the man fell to the grass. Then, the figure pounced on the second and third Rednames, scattered among the grass and trees, so fast that it didn't look like a human, but like a different shape.

The people of the Ten Realms ran in a panic, some wanted to escape and some wanted to grab the heads of the footprints, all of them returned to the original carelessness and arbitrariness when they were wild men in the game. The leader of the second group, Shura, just shouted in panic, "Kill in a group!" "I was touched on the neck.

When an order came, everyone hesitated and rushed towards Shura's corpse, one by one stepping on his gray face. However, at this time, the huddle was no longer useful, but it saved the footprints from moving consumption, and the flying body rotated and continued to hit above everyone's heads, until the orange martial arts in his hands were wrapped in blood and could not see the original before he took a breath.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, all the seventeen Ten Realm elites on this meadow collapsed, and their bodies were covered with long blades of grass, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the corpses and large blood stains on the ground, the pleasure of killing that had not been felt for a long time rushed straight to the brain, and the excitement never decreased. However, now Liu Jiangqing has lost the bloodthirsty madness of the past, calmly looked around, and checked the durability of the equipment after confirming that there was no longer a red name. Orange Wu also has 60% durability, and other equipment is slightly more damaged, around 50%.