Although Imperial God Ming was also an agile brat, he did not have Gu Fei's sensing skills, nor did he have any anti-stealth skills, so he naturally did not know that the Assassin was behind him. Any one of these 500 people was an expert, and the two of them had stealthily snuck over, and as soon as they appeared, they used their killing moves. Just as they were about to succeed, Imperial God Ming's body was suddenly sent flying.
This flying posture was not at all elegant, and he stumbled and almost tripped over himself. The two Assassins were shocked, and even Imperial God Ming himself was shocked. He hurriedly turned his head, and immediately discovered the two Assassins who had already revealed themselves.
The two Assassins were about to give chase, when the one on the right suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and his health had already dropped by a chunk. He knew that he had been attacked, but when he turned his head, he could not see anyone.
"An attack skill while maintaining stealth …." An expert naturally had the ability to judge, and did not panic. He knew that the other party was right beside him, and although he could not see, the dagger in his hand had already struck out in a wide arc, and at the same time, he shouted to the other Assassin beside him: "There's someone else!"
Imperial God Ming knew that he had been pushed away, and his life had been saved. He steadied his footsteps, and quickly increased the distance between them, nocking his bow and shooting.
It was clear that only these two assassins had come. In a situation where stealth allowed them to get close, one was enough, so the two of them could be considered double insurance. However, this fellow who was also stealthily beside Imperial Sky Divine Ming had completely shattered their wishful thinking.
The Assassin swung his blade to the right, and immediately shouted out in joy: "I hit him!"
"What a fuss, if you hit him then you hit him!" A disdainful voice came from the air. Hearing this, Imperial God Ming became even more excited, and shouted out "Big Sister Thin!" He had already released an arrow.
Thin Waist Dance directly canceled her stealth, and revealed her true body, and unceremoniously swung her blade again. The Assassin's right was hit again, and he hurriedly tried to force Thin Waist Dance back to catch his breath, but Thin Waist Dance did not retreat at all, and only stabbed him again.
Only then did Assassin Right understand that this person did not intend to play any tricks with him, and wanted to fight with him with blades. What was the point of fighting with blades? It was a competition of courage, equipment, and not a competition of skills. She was such a pretty girl, yet she used such a direct method of fighting. At any other time, Assassin You would never admit defeat. But now was different, because he knew who this beauty before him was.
Slender Waist Dance, Drunken Old Friend, if a valiant red-clothed female thief appeared, it would definitely be her. In the report on A Thousand Miles Drunk, this was a very important point.
Therefore, everyone already knew who this female Thief was.
Competing in equipment with the game's top paid warrior? This idea was really too stupid. That was why when the Assassin Righty saw Slim Waist Dancer and recognized her, he immediately retreated. He decided to teach the beauty a lesson with his techniques.
Thus, he quickly hung up.
This was because Thin Waist Dance's technique was not weak at all. In terms of equipment, she had an absolute advantage. She had never been afraid of anyone of the same class. If the Assassin You wanted to play with skills, Thin Waist Dance would accompany him. Thus, in a few moves, he lost his skills.
The Assassin Zuo did not want to just stand and watch, but Imperial Heaven Divine Ming's expert skills had already been awakened, especially with the beauty in front of him, his performance was beyond his standard. Comparing the two, from Imperial Heaven Divine Ming's equipment to techniques, there was no reason for the Assassin Zuo not to lose. In the end, he could only display his accurate judgement: He realized that he was 100% not his opponent, and thus wanted to run.
But unfortunately, no matter how fast he was, he could not compare to the speed of an Archer's arrows. Imperial Divine Ming did not hesitate to shoot, and this person could only fly away in a flash of white light.
"F * ck!" The two Assassins failed. Ten Hearts Lock couldn't help but curse. This was not a very profound trick, how could a veteran like Sword Ghost not think of it? Thus, he instructed Thin Waist Dance to pay attention to Imperial Divine Ming and protect him.
Splitting into three groups to harass him was only the initial plan. As the situation developed, of course it had to be adjusted. At this time, Thin Waist Dance and Imperial Divine Ming had completely met up, and Gu Fei was actually starting to move towards them.
Wherever Gu Fei passed, arrows fell like rain, and the flames were higher than him. One Sword Ghost had already tormented five hundred people until they were at their wits' end. They really did not dare to let Thousand Miles Drunk get any closer.
Gu Fei wandered left and right.
Five hundred people advanced, keeping an eye on Gu Fei, blocking him from the area as they advanced.
Their interception of Gu Fei was undoubtedly successful. After fighting with Thousand Miles Drunk for so long, it was a miracle that he did not take away a single PK point. But in comparison, Sword Ghost's side was making them explode.
Everyone had seen Misty Shadow's ambush over and over again, but what could they do? It was too fast, and there was no way to react. They had thought of everything they could think of, and tried everything they could think of, but the opponent's ultimate skill was still on cooldown. It came once a minute, taking away two PK points each time.
At this time, the army's advance had been seriously slowed down. It would take at least half an hour to enter the city from here, and it was not completely safe even after entering the city. At the very least, they would have to walk to the resurrection point, which would take another ten minutes.
At this rate, by the time everyone reached the resurrection point and was safe, they would have lost more than a hundred people. They had just set out from their hometown. If they continued advancing like this, they would not be able to reach Cloud City.
Although they also knew that the opponent would have to clean up after obtaining 29 PK points, they could clean up and come back after that. They still had a long way to go. If they cleaned up and killed people, it would be enough to wear down their five hundred people.
Wretched, shameless, and shameless. They had cursed him with every word possible, but Sword Ghost was worthy of being called an old demon in the online gaming world. He was not moved at all.
Someone almost shouted, "If you have the guts, fight me face to face!" Wasn't a duel asking for death? Never mind Thousand Miles Drunk or Sword Ghost, even if Slender Waist Dancer and Imperial Divine Cry came up, none of them dared to say that they had absolute confidence in winning!
Ten Hearts Lock's group was helpless, and could only be hunted down by Sword Ghost as they walked toward the main city. In the meantime, they were also afraid of Thousand Miles Drunk's attacks, so they had to constantly pay attention to his movements. Gu Fei dodged left and right, consuming countless arrows and mana from his opponents. A mage's mana wasn't limitless, so they could only take turns using their mana. This made it impossible for them to continuously blast out a magic isolation zone to prevent the Sword Ghost from getting close. In fact, the Sword Ghost could even come out from the gaps and bully them.
Gu Fei also accepted his fate this time. It seemed like he could not be the main character of this battle for now. He was just a scarecrow, putting on a show of bravado. Sword Ghost was the main force, and Imperial Divine Cry was the first assistant!
This situation continued for more than ten minutes. Ten Hearts Lock and the others had yet to come up with anything, but Sword Ghost and Imperial Divine Cry's PK points had already reached 28. This was already the highest record the two of them had ever achieved, and they were feeling a little nervous. Meanwhile, the formation of five hundred people was now badly mutilated. The fifty-six people who had been sacrificed were almost all Warriors, and the solid barrier that surrounded their team was already full of holes.
"Motherf * cker, what do you mean by defense? We're being played like this!! "Some people began to question their general strategy. In this kind of situation where everything was not going smoothly, conflicts were bound to erupt.
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Ten Hearts Lock was also annoyed. He was the one who came up with the strategy, but this was already the only way.
As expected, no one could answer this question. They had seen Sword Ghost's ultimate move more than ten times. Even their eyes could not keep up with its speed, let alone its movements. Sword Ghost had never stepped into the detection range of their anti-submarine scouts, so they had no idea every time he appeared.
Ten Hearts Lock had thought of letting the Rogue anti-submarine soldiers sneak further away to scout, but they were quickly dug out by A Thousand Miles Drunk who was running around randomly. Only then did everyone realize that Thousand Miles Drunk's anti-submarine skills were said to be quite accurate.
Those who were discovered by Thousand Miles Drunk were lucky, as they managed to escape in the end. Wherever Thousand Miles Drunk went, the Archer's firepower would follow. It was already good enough that the anti-submarine scouts did not die under their own people's arrows and spells.
They had used every method they could think of, again and again, until the other side stopped. Ten Hearts Lock calculated that their casualties had pushed the other side's PK value up. This time, the other side really needed to rest for a while.
As expected, Sword Ghost and Imperial Shenming disappeared just like that, but Thousand Miles Drunk was still there. He was still following them at a steady pace, causing them to continue to be on edge. They continued to fire arrows and cannons to obstruct them. It was unknown if Thousand Miles Drunk was planning to get close to them …
Ten Hearts Lock kept urging the team to increase their speed. He had no way of dealing with Sword Ghost's cooldown. He only hoped that they could walk a little more before the two guys returned, so that they could run to a safe place in the city to rest.
At the same time, Gu Fei and the others were also in a group meeting.
"How is it? Are we still going to chase after them?" Sword Ghost asked.
"Why not? We've finally found an opening. If we work a little harder, we'll be able to wipe them out. "Gu Fei's ambition was not to be underestimated. It was obvious that he wanted to kill all five hundred of them.
"My and Imperial Shenming's PK value isn't as fast as yours. By the time we're done, they might have already entered the city. If they're smart, they'll probably run to the revival point and temporarily hide. We can't just wait for them here, can we?"
"Makes sense …" Gu Fei nodded.
"Why don't we wait for Imperial Shenming's and I to finish clearing our PK value, then we'll switch to another city. There might be a group that just arrived there, so we won't have to rush too far to catch up." Sword Ghost said.
"Then we'll repeat the same story?" Gu Fei asked.
"Yeah." Sword Ghost said.
"I don't want to be a scarecrow anymore …" Gu Fei rarely felt depressed.
"This strategy really won't work without you." Sword Ghost said. If it wasn't for Gu Fei attracting a lot of the other side's firepower, and the other side's archers were only focused on defending against Sword Ghost, Sword Ghost's cooldown might not have been so smooth.
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