The big sword swept, and the owner of the sword shadow stood proudly among the monsters, but the back that was not majestic gave people an incomparable shock.

Xiao Linglong mixed up with someone from the novice village, and she was less surprised and shocked. Looking curiously at the three people who continued to be stunned, he asked weakly, "Haven't you seen him kill monsters like this?" Didn't you kill beetles just now? ”

"That's different, what is a beetle, the attack is only a few tens ......of points," the old wolf swallowed, "It's so fierce, one person can pull three monsters to kill, and the blood volume is not very reduced." ”

That's because my brother is adding blood!

The wandering poet silently poured himself a bottle of blue medicine, and continued to hang a healing technique for Mu Qian, and the blue amount fell by one-third again. "If you three don't do it again, I can strike."

"Oooh," said the sausage, who drew his bow and shot arrows, and the old wolf rushed forward with small steps; Xiao Linglong covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking that these brothers were so interesting, and began to rub her hands to condense the ice picks.

With the assistance of long-range attacks, Mu Qian's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot. The big sword swept and slashed, and the three rogue who were forced could only retreat and resist, without the power to fight back. It's a pity that there aren't many opportunities to play weak attacks, and Mu Qian can only consume their blood a little bit.

The old wolf entered the sneak, sneaked up and chiseled a little monster, and hurriedly beckoned the sausage to help output. He didn't have Mu Qian's confidence to be able to dodge the damage of the short sword, so it was better to put less pressure on his father, after all, the wandering poet was also a tabula rasa.

"Leather armor again!"

The sausages were overjoyed, although the monsters were all black iron equipment that no one had given away from the stalls now, but it was really a rare good thing for their novices at level 15. It's a pity that the monsters here are all level eighteen, and the explosive equipment can only be used at level eighteen, so you can only stay in the backpack.

Wandering Poet: "These are all thieves, of course it's your equipment, hurry up and upgrade it, you see how much worse you are from Daqian in terms of damage statistics." ”

The old wolf silently turned on the output statistics, and in the blink of an eye, what the hell is the damage of the captain Greatsword Swordsman who has eighty-two percent of the team......

Mu Qian smiled: "Don't worry, let's go and brush the cloth armor monster when we kill the eighteenth level, there are many different kinds of robbers behind." ”

"How did you get the position, teach us." Sausage trotted over in a few steps, studying Mu Qian's pace, "It seems to be very regular." ”

"Well, it's a complicated route, like a figure of two numbers 8 crossed together." Mu Qian solved the two rogues at hand, and drew a pattern on the ground, "This is the way I move now, it's very simple to dodge this kind of melee mob attack." You can start with an 8. ”

"Eight?" The sausage flicked his legs, and then looked at Mu Qian with innocent eyes.

Mu Qian haha, "It's the 8 of the Arabic numerals, not the old man who makes you take a step." Look. ”

The stone is thrown out and a rogue is pulled over, Mu Qian's way of pulling monsters is quite simple and casual, but it is very practical. He deliberately slowed down his steps, and walked out two rows of steps within a two-meter range, which happened to be a symmetrical '8' shape up and down.

From beginning to end, the little monster was surrounded by Mu Qian's side, and the short sword couldn't touch the corner of his clothes at all. The other three people in the team also came over to study, and Xiao Linglong also gestured thoughtfully at her little feet.

The basic skill of positioning is not something that can be practiced in a day or two, and after this simplest footwork, there are more complex goose steps, roundabout sprints, kaleidoscopes, and Fibonacci spirals......

Mu Qian encouraged them: "Practice hard, and you may be able to become a master in the future." ”

In 'Dream', the three brothers' highest professional individual rankings seem to be outside 10,000......

Several people began to practice moving with great interest, and Mu Qian concentrated on killing monsters to maintain the team's leveling speed, and the output ranking was absolutely outstanding. Soon, the number of monsters killed required by the task was enough, but Mu Qian had no intention of letting them go back to hand in the task, and kept filling the experience slots of several people by killing monsters.

From beginning to end, Mu Qian has not used the sword whirlwind, because after the sword blade whirlwind is used, his body is in a state of release that is temporarily controlled by the system, and the power is similar to Mu Qian's left and right bows and cushion knives, so he is too lazy to use it.

"Haha, I will!"

The little delicate silver bell-like laughter made the forest a little more energetic, and after successfully making Mu Qian's eyes look at it, she walked out of an '8' pattern on the side decently, and threw an ice hockey ball to the side with a lingering attitude. Although her movements are not quite standardized, she does get the gist of it.

The three men blushed at the same time, they were not as fast as a little girl.

Mu Qian's face changed greatly, and with a sword, he split the rogue beside him, and ran towards Xiao Linglong quickly.

"Although people are smarter, don't be so excited." Xiao Linglong's face turned red, and she stood there twisting the corners of her clothes. He pounced, should he greet him with open arms, or should he turn around reservedly?

After all, it's a girl, and what the old wolf said echoed in her ears - Mu Qian doesn't like girls who are too active.

As soon as she turned around, Xiao Linglong had already heard her heartbeat like a deer...... Hey? What is this extra group of dark shadows in front of you?

"Longevity! Who pulled so much to blame! The old wolf roared and moved quickly towards Xiao Linglong's position. The wandering poet shook his hand and directly hung a healing spell for Xiao Linglong, who was full of blood......

Mu Qian roared in a low voice: "Freeze quickly!" ”

Xiao Linglonghua, who had already been close to seven or eight rogues, had lost her complexion, and even a short sword had been stabbed in her shoulder socket, and two or three figures jumped up to attack her in combination.

"Frozen? Oh, three feet of ice! ”

Put skills with shouting?

Mu Qian secretly complained in his heart, sure enough, the girl's psychological quality is not good, and after being close, she didn't want to run away, so she would stand there stupidly.

Fortunately, an ice ring erupted from Xiao Linglong's body, and the group attack skill learned by the fifteenth-level ice method was a control skill, but the effect of the primary skill could only be frozen for a short two seconds.

The rogues who rushed forward and jumped up were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, shining in the sun.

Skill Effect: Freezes all targets within a 5-meter radius for 2-3 seconds.

Mu Qian found that she triggered the chain of hatred and rushed towards her as soon as possible, and at this time it was already two meters behind her. Two seconds is not long, but it is only a blink of an eye, Mu Qian's body swept by, his left hand grabbed Xiao Linglong's forearm and shook it hard, and the big sword swept like the wind towards the two 'ice sculptures' that jumped up.

Xiao Linglong was pulled and fell to the side, and in the process of falling, she stared at Mu Qian who rushed into the monster pile with big eyes.

Click! The ice that had not yet been unsealed was scattered by the great sword, and the ice chips were scattered in the sunlight. There was a sound of breaking through the air, the arrows of the sausage had already been shot, and the old wolf also touched the back of the edge mob and chiseled one with a dagger.

Mu Qian's body turned, and he made a backward jump posture on his toes, and for the first time after entering the game, he used virtual buttons to trigger the skill.

Whirlwind of blades!

Woo -

The big sword was grasped by him with both hands, and his body spun like a top, and the eight rogue people around him suddenly suffered more than a hundred injuries one by one, and the picture was quite brilliant.

But Mu Qian's spinning figure was also stabbed by several short swords, and his whiteboard armor had no defense at all, and his blood volume suddenly decreased by one-third. The wandering poet couldn't help but panic, Mu Qian was the patron saint of the team, and he couldn't fall. But the healing technique had just been thrown to Xiao Linglong, and the healing technique's blood recovery was really difficult to support.

Fortunately, the jumping posture Mu Qian made just now, in the process of spinning, his feet were forced, and the whole person turned to one side like a spinning top, barely allowing the three rogues to attack him at the same time.

Arrows and ice picks came one after another, but Mu Qian's sword blade whirlwind damage was calculated in half a second, and the hatred could not be transferred at all. A group of mobs chased the rotating Mu Qian is slash, and the wandering poet was anxious and just wanted to run over and knock people with a wooden stick.

As soon as five seconds passed, Mu Qian, who was dazed, looked at the fact that he only had a quarter of his blood bar left, dragged his broadsword and turned his head to run, and poured a mouthful of blood medicine on his head to suppress the shock.

Xiao Linglong's eyes were peachy: "I'm so handsome when I run, I'm so happy." ”

Mu Qian yelled: "Hurry up and output!" You can't lose experience when you die! ”

The five of them were in a hurry for a while, but fortunately, Mu Qian was superb in his position, constantly catching the obstacles of the trees when he was fleeing, accurately calculating the direction of the short sword stabbed behind him, and circling around the wandering poet. Even so, the wandering poet was sweating profusely, and he poured a bottle of expensive blue medicine.

Two minutes later, Mu Qian, who had hit his backbone with iron, couldn't hold it anymore, and he was panting against the canopy, fortunately, he was in full state when he had just been promoted to the next level, otherwise he would have died tragically under the chaotic sword just now.

"Inside," Xiao Linglong leaned over and whispered, "I don't know how I got so many weird things." ”

"It's fine." Mu Qian dragged the big sword and walked towards the monster group again, he didn't know how many more thrilling scenes and a trace of blood survived, this time it was just a lot of monsters.

pouted, with a smile in Xiao Linglong's eyes...... This guy obviously cares about others, and rushed over to save himself in such a dangerous situation, but he has to put on such a cold and indifferent appearance, a cold-faced emperor! Hmph, stinky fart plus conceited king!

Boss Mu, who didn't know what the little girl was thinking behind him, beckoned a few people to continue fighting monsters, their experience was the same, and the upgrades were naturally at the same time. The old wolf and Sausage excitedly picked up equipment everywhere, just waiting for the eighteenth level shotgun to be replaced.

"Haha, how about we sing a song to help the fun?" The old wolf grinned with a short sword.

"Good!" Sausages and wandering poets responded, but only Mu Qian pretended not to hear, and was there with a big sword to cut down a grove of rogues.

The old wolf opened his throat: "Shege!" We workers have power! Preparation! Sing! ”

Soon the forest sounded the loud wolf howl of the three-male choir, as well as the laughter of the silver bells hidden in it, and the depressed feelings of a certain big boss who sighed loudly......

Bite! Friend Mu Feng sent a voice invitation, which is paid and kept confidential.

Is there something wrong with this guy? Mu Qian turned on the voice, and Mu Zifeng heard a faint singing voice coming from there:

"Caused a plow hoe good production! Caused the guns to be sent to the front! ”

Mu Zifen, who was standing at the exit of the dungeon, stood there messily for a few seconds.

Mu Qian: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, it's okay, the boss is so Yaxing......"

Mu Zifeng rubbed his eyebrows: "I just want to report good news to the boss, our core group is the first in the world to clear the copy of the Cliff of the Furious Wind, and the first golden shield has been exploded to Xiaohong." ”

Little Red ...... Every time he heard Hong Lingjin's nickname, Mu Qian couldn't help but want to complain about Mu Zifeng's shamelessness.

"Well, yes, you're here to ask for praise?"

"Hehe, boss, I actually want to discuss something with you."

"I know you're in trouble, hmph, let's talk about it." Mu Qian also took a break after finishing out a rogue, and turned his head to look at the monster killing choir over there, as if singing this ancient ballad, their output had increased a lot.

"That's right, now that we've got the first mercenary group certificate, as long as we wait for me or Jiajia's reputation to be enough, we can establish the first thousand-person mercenary group."

Mu Zifeng coughed, "But we have a few disagreements about the name of the mercenary group. Jiajia wanted to use the name of the Hidden Blade, but I guess that seemed to limit the potential of the Hidden Blade Studios a bit. Our current team can fully support two or more big guilds, I think the first mercenary group uses the name of the Hidden Dragon, and then the second uses the Hidden Tiger, the Hidden Leopard or something...... What do you think? ”

"The hidden dragon is good," Mu Qian made a decision directly, he had the right to decide, "Hidden Tiger, Hidden Leopard or something, think about it again, consult more players in the studio, and brainstorm and study." Anything else? ”

"No, no, boss, you're busy." Mu Zifeng listened to the faint singing over there, quickly hung up the voice, and let out a long sigh of relief. "Asi, the boss is really comfortable this day."

"What's going on, what name did the boss say?"

"Let's go build a group, use the hidden dragon!" Mu Zifeng smiled smugly, and Cheng Jia couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"By the way, Jiajia, you said that let's make a choir and sing together while the big guys are leveling, will it stimulate their enthusiasm for leveling."

Cheng Jia: ......

"Sick!"

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