- 2500！ -

750！

Two damage points in a row soared, and the attacked black shield war monster screamed, and it became the soul of Yu Jiehan's arrows.

"Good performance." Seeing the black shield battle fall to the ground, Ye Zhen secretly praised, and then on his tiptoes, he rushed towards a fierce battle that rushed towards him again.

Broken wrists!

The cold edge cut through the void air, and cut at the position of this frenzied wrist that was about to crack his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the aorta was cut by the sharp dagger, and even a damage value of more than two thousand flew up, and this seemingly well-equipped berserk couldn't even withstand a broken wrist from Ye Zhen, and lay to the ground.

System: When you kill a white player, the value of good and evil is reduced by 10 points, which is currently 445 points.

"The blood limit of a berserk is so low, damn!" Secretly scolded, Ye Zhen couldn't help but sigh a little, sometimes it's a sin to output too high.

After decisively switching the weapon in his hand to the Kiss of the Night, Ye Zhen clicked his footsteps and rushed to kill in the crowd again.

It has to be said that Yu Jiehan's insight is extremely strong, and every time Ye Zhen's dagger hits an enemy, his arrows will follow one after another, landing on those bloody tiger members with incredible precision, sending them back to the respawn point in Qingfeng Town.

As the enemies fell to the ground one by one, the cooperation between the two became more and more tacit, and in the eyes of the players around them, they were almost invincible as if they had come out of the underworld to ask for their lives.

The battle continued, and Ye Zhen and Yu Juehan became more and more interested in fighting, and their fighting spirit was high.

On the contrary, the leaderless tiger members no longer have the fierce momentum just now, and they are like tigers without claws, and they are harvesting their lives at a speed like cutting straw.

Time passed minute by minute, and with the last of the Holy Word Mages also dying under Yu Jiehan's precise charged arrow, the 10-minute battle from the beginning of contact to the present was finally over.

Thumped!

Two vs fifty, a complete victory!

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Staring at the two figures, one white and one black, the players who witnessed the battle just now suddenly felt that many deep-rooted game concepts collapsed all at once, completely collapsed!

An assassin and an archer, just two professions that can only rely on sneak attacks to eat, actually defeated 50 enemies in a head-to-head battle, and these 50 enemies are all the main members of the Tiger Guild.

If you hadn't witnessed this with your own eyes, I'm afraid no player would have believed that such a defiant act would occur in the game, which is really shocking.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, even the person concerned, Yu Jiehan, couldn't believe his eyes, just now he killed too much, only remembering that his spirit had been focused on the dagger like a swimming dragon in Ye Zhen's hand, every time that dagger stabbed an enemy, he followed with an arrow and shot it out, completely eliminating those guys.

It was precisely because he had almost completely followed the rhythm of Ye Scar in the battle just now, so even he himself couldn't remember how many people he had killed, but it was certain that at least more than 90% of these guys died under his silver bow.

Under the guidance of the players, Yu Juehan didn't react for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that the black shadow assassin had walked thousands of meters away and was about to disappear from his sight.

"Dark night, wait—"

Shouting loudly, the white-haired archer quickly summoned his mount and chased in the direction of the dark shadow amid the exclamations of the players.

"Wow, what kind of mount is that snow-white and cold lion, how can it be so much faster than the golden tiger's Batian tiger-"

"I'm rubbing, it's very likely to be an epic-level mount, and its movement speed is on par with our Ling Tianjun Luo's Xuan Turtle, who is that white-haired archer!"

"It's so cool, people are going to marry him-"

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Since neither the Frost Snow Ape nor the White Camel were easy to use, Ye Scar had only walked on foot, and when there was a rapid hoof sound behind him, almost subconsciously, he turned his head to look.

I saw a huge lion with cold hair exploded, and the edge of his face was covered with snow-white hair like silver needles was chasing in his direction, this snow lion was white, five or six meters long, and the height of an adult when he landed on all fours, he knew at a glance that it was not ordinary.

"Epic-level mount, Aoxue Linglion-" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ye Zhen couldn't help but be a little confused, could it be that the epic-level mounts have been rotten in these years, you must know that he had only seen Junluo's epic Xuangui mount a few days ago, and it was only a few days before he saw another one.

The Aoxue Spirit Lion moved extremely fast, and in just a breath, he chased Ye Scar and stopped, and immediately jumped off his mount with a white-haired archer with a game ID red to purple.

"Y-what's the matter?" Glancing at the red name on the top of the white-haired archer's head, Ye Zhen was slightly stunned, and his tone was a little uncomfortable. I thought, this guy shouldn't be bothering himself for the sake of fame, if that's the case, he really doesn't know how to prevaricate.

"But I've finally caught up with you-" Turning over and jumping off the snow lion, Yu Jiehan first opened his eagle eye and looked around, and when he found that there was no one around, he stared at the black-clothed assassin in front of him in a tentative tone and said mysteriously, "To be honest, are you Loulan's night without a trace?" ”

Staring at the black-clothed assassin in front of him, Yu Jiehan wanted to pay attention to his reaction, but due to the black veil of the cloak, he couldn't see the changes in Ye Scar's facial expression and eyes.

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Zhen's mouth twitched slightly, and the sentence 'How do you know' almost blurted out, but fortunately, he reacted at the critical moment, and immediately swallowed this unspeakable sentence back into his stomach, and replied quietly, "Neurotic, why don't you say that I am a black funeral?" ”

Forced to calmly look at Yu Jiehan, at this time, Ye Zhen's mood fluctuated like a stormy wave, where the flaws were exposed, from the arena to the ordinary skills of assassins that he used just now.

"Really? Did I guess wrong? Hearing Ye Zhen's unfazed tone, Yu Jiehan was shocked, and immediately became a little deflated, he spread his hands and said in an explanatory tone, "I just guessed blindly, don't you mind, but I personally think that you are really no worse than that flying man without a trace at night, and it is really cool to kill just now!" ”

(To be continued)