When Kemp had just walked from the end of the corridor to the middle of the corridor, about ten meters away from the blade, the blade, which had been standing still, suddenly moved, and used a combat skill 'charge', rushing towards the place where Kemp was standing like lightning, and waved the combat knife in his hand.

Kemp's eyelids jumped, wondering why he had been spotted while he was sneaking. Seeing the blade coming, he had to give up the offensive skill 'Strangling' he had originally prepared, and instead launched a defensive skill 'Dodge', his body flashed, and he dodged the blade of the blade in the lightning and fire.

After Camp unleashed his combat skill 'Dodge', his stealth state was terminated prematurely, and the original plan to use the 'Strangling' ultimate in a sneak attack suddenly didn't work. Camp was forced to fight head-on with the blade, although the two of them were level seven, but one was a warrior and the other was a thief, and in the head-to-head duel, the blade relied on the advantage of strength to completely suppress Camp, and the blade's attacks continued like a storm, not giving Camp a chance to enter the stealth again at all. And Camp, as a thief, missed the opportunity for this sneak attack, and was suddenly restrained everywhere in the battle, falling behind.

After a dozen moves, the blade found a gap and kicked Kemp under the ribs, kicking Kemp out of the air. With a bang, Camp knocked down the iron gate between the corridor and the courtyard behind him and fell into the courtyard.

The blade stepped over the corridor and entered the courtyard after him.

This is a small courtyard with an area of only four or five hundred square meters, and a low building stands in the center of the courtyard. Flowers and plants are planted all over the courtyard, and several trees that shade the small buildings in the courtyard have also been pruned and coiled, the shape is unique, the owner of the small courtyard is obviously quite proficient in gardening, and the arrangement of the whole courtyard also seems quiet and elegant. In fact, the owner of this small courtyard is the leader of the 'Ice Storm' mercenary group, Diff, and the low building is Diff's bedroom and magic laboratory. Whether in meditation or in magical experiments, magicians will lose all their efforts if they are disturbed, so magicians mostly prefer a quiet environment. Diff chose such a secluded courtyard in the mercenary cottage as a place for himself to work and live.

But at this moment, the earth-shattering shouts and flames in the mercenary cottage have destroyed the silence of the small courtyard.

As soon as the blade stepped into the courtyard, he frowned, because the courtyard was empty. Obviously, although Camp was kicked by him and flew into the courtyard, he also took the opportunity to get rid of his grappling and entered the stealth state again.

Kemp cowered in a corner of the courtyard, staring at the blade in horror and rage. His face was pale, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, his expression was extremely painful, and the powerful leg of the blade broke two of his ribs. Until now, Camp hadn't figured out how Blade had discovered himself in his stealth state. Both of them are of the same level, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for a sharp blade to be spotted at a distance of ten meters, and this situation will generally only appear on opponents with too different levels.

Kemp endured the pain from the broken rib and looked closely at the blade,

Finally, he discovered the mystery.

In the courtyard of the house, the sharp blade stood horizontally, and the sharp wolf ears trembled slightly, as if listening to something.

"Did he rely on hearing footsteps to find out about me?" Camp's eyes widened in disbelief when he realized this. He suddenly thought of one word: listen to the wind and distinguish the sound!

The werewolf's hearing is far superior to that of many races, and it is naturally extremely sharp, but this one in front of him is too perverted, right?

Camp gritted his teeth, cautiously lifted his footsteps, and landed lightly.

To Kemp's surprise, the blade didn't react this time.

Camp secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had guessed wrong, and he tried to continue to approach the blade step by step, but when the distance between him and the blade was reduced to almost ten meters, he hesitated, and he couldn't stop lifting his steps.

Because it suddenly occurred to Camp that he had just been found by the blade at this distance. Could it be that the young werewolf in front of him does have the ability to 'listen to the wind and distinguish sounds', but the limit distance is only ten meters?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Camp suddenly became a dilemma.

Even when Camp hesitated whether to let this step land, the blade, which had not yet found the enemy's trace, was already impatient and did not want to continue this stalemate. He suddenly held the war knife upside down in both hands, raised it high, shouted loudly, and slammed it into the ground.

A ring-shaped shockwave suddenly formed with the blade as the center, rushing in all directions of the small courtyard. Wherever the shock wave passed, countless flowers, plants, soil and stones were lifted into the sky. When the shock wave swept over the small building in the courtyard, only a loud noise was heard, and the small building and the trees planted next to the building were all blown apart in an instant. It was only after the wall of the small courtyard collapsed under the impact that the shock wave finally disappeared.

Faced with the sudden large-scale attack of the blade, Camp was caught off guard and suffered a big loss immediately. When he saw the shockwave coming, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly jumped up, but at a distance of only ten meters, the shockwave came in an instant. Camp jumped up, but his legs were still swept by the shockwave, and he snorted in pain, tilted his body, and fell to the ground again.

Camp received this blow, and the stealth effect was immediately lost. He scolded his mother in his heart, struggled to get up, swung his short sword to block the sword that the blade slashed at in an instant, and fought head-on with it again.

Camp had to divide part of his fighting energy to protect his broken bones due to two broken ribs, and his legs were injured, and his agility was greatly affected. However, after seven or eight moves, Kemp's situation was as dangerous as an egg, and he was bitter in his heart.

The young werewolf warrior in front of him is not only powerful, but also has no weakness compared to Kemp, who is a thief, and his combat skills are endless, and they are extremely exquisite. When Camp first saw that he was level seven like himself, although he was a little surprised, he bullied him for being young and didn't pay enough attention to him in his heart. But after a fight, Camp is here

found that he was suppressed in all directions, and the battle between the two was not at all like an inter-level battle.

The more Camp fought, the more frightened he became, and the bottom of his heart gradually sprouted a sense of retreat. He was cut off, his body was full of fighting energy, the short sword in his hand pulled out a brilliant sword flower, brushed the two swords to force back the sharp blade, then turned around and paused, rose into the air, jumped over the collapsed wall of the small courtyard, and fled to the outside of the courtyard.

"Where to go!" Seeing that Camp was about to escape, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately flew to catch up.

As soon as he threw himself out of the courtyard, he suddenly heard a scream, and at a glance, he saw Camp lying on the ground, his head separated from his body, and his eyes were wide open. The wound between his head and neck was as black and scorched as if it had been burned by fire, and there was not a trace of blood coming out, as if the blood in both parts had been dried up.

In front of Kemp's corpse, two tall werewolves stood. One of them was holding a long sword, and there were wisps of flame on the blade, obviously this one had used the long sword in his hand to trigger a certain powerful sword technique, and the sword still had a residual power. The other werewolf was particularly tall, wearing an eyepatch in his left eye and carrying a huge slashing knife on his shoulder. The sword-wielding werewolf was nearly two meters tall, but it was a head shorter than the sword-wielding werewolf.

"My subordinates, see the two adults!" Blade bowed as soon as he saw them.

It was Iron Fist and Doto who came.

"Get up!" Iron Fist put the sword back into its sheath, then reached out to pick up the sharp blade, and laughed heartily: "I said how could the movement here be so big, destroying a mansion, so I deliberately ran over with Lord Doto to take a look, I didn't expect you to fight with people! Boy, this seventh-level thief is your prey, I took the lead this time and beheaded him, don't blame me!"

"Thanks to the adult's false praise, his subordinates are not good at learning, so he will escape. It was also thanks to an adult who took action and cut him down by the sword. Otherwise, when he escapes from the cottage, his subordinates will definitely regret it!" said Blade, quietly giving the other party a top hat. In fact, although Camp temporarily escaped from the blade, werewolves have always been good at tracking, and Blade is the best of them, if he is determined to chase down, Camp will not be able to escape in the end. But now that there is a chief who has come out of the horse, he will still take a shot at this fart kung fu of pushing the boat down the river.

"Bah, this thief can't help but chop, he's still a level 7 guy, but he can't even take a 'flame slash', and he plans to move his muscles! This cottage is full of low-level garbage, and he doesn't have the strength to kill!" Doto rudely spat at Kemp's corpse and cursed.

"According to our intelligence, the deputy head of the 'Ice and Snow Storm' mercenary group is a seventh-level thief, and he is also the highest-ranking mercenary leader left in the cottage, it seems that it should be this guy!" Iron Fist leaned down and grabbed Kemp's head, and sneered: "Since we are going to build a 'Jingguan', the big names in this kind of mercenaries must be indispensable!"