Duan Qing didn't want to follow Kidd to come and see, but in the end, the reason why it became like this was that he couldn't bear Kidd's strong invitation, and second, he heard that the matter over there seemed to be related to adventurers, so he followed over to take a look. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In other words, there are players from Greenstone Village who are making trouble...... Is it?

So powerful?

Uncle Smile and Xiao Hongchen said it was cool on the side, so they didn't come along, anyway, everyone has been acting separately in the past few days, and even today's training is the first time to participate together, so it's still customary to be separated temporarily. Only Mengzhu, who had been staying next to Duan Qing, followed the situation, and in her own words, she also wanted to see which player from the novice village had such a ability.

Maybe it's the Infinite Illusion God, and then she can ...... Hmph.

But when they got there, what they saw was much worse than they expected.

At this time, the place in front of them was still on the road leading to Fenghua Town, and it was not very far from Fenghua Town. In front of them, the convoy to and from Greenstone Village was parked, and a player-looking man was tangled with several NPCs who looked like guards, seeming to ...... It's like playing a few in one.

In the player group at this stage, the players who can play several at a time are all demonic characters.

Battles in the free world are hailed as extremely balanced battles by the existing game world, and there is no huge amount of data accumulation and trick skills, nor god-level weapons and complicated skills - everyone is a knife to be put down, and it is naturally very fair to fight. As for how you can avoid being hacked to death in battle, and at the same time find a way to kill the opponent with a single sword, that's something you need to consider.

But putting these things into the battle of mages is another matter.

Due to the current weakness of the player base, most players are looking at further adventures and better equipment, that is, trying to solve the fact that the human body is too fragile by means other than their own attributes, so until now, most of the combat skills and skills in the free world have been developed with the goal of facing the starry monsters in the free world, that is, the legendary PVE direction. As for the PVP orientation - the battle between players and players - it is mostly due to the vendetta of each other, or the competition that arises due to conflicting mission objectives, so it appears less often. From another point of view, everyone is so difficult to survive that they can't even join forces, how can they have so much thought about fighting each other.

Therefore, the large-scale battles between players and players in the free world, except for those battles that inevitably occur between several large guild forces, are basically the domain of professional players. However, with the arrival of the new League Cup, these things will also be brought up again, and will be valued and discussed by the majority of players. It's just that everyone has the dream of being the best in the world, but not everyone can make their dreams come true, and the gap between ordinary players and professional players is not something that can be narrowed in a while. However, this is a little different in the free world, because everyone is brittle, so it seems that it is not a fantasy for a professional player to accidentally die at the hands of ordinary players.

Duan Qing had already proved it once with his actions, so he knew this very well.

In his opinion, the player in front of him should be at the level of a professional player, but even so, it is really a big deal to attack at the same time against several opponents with the power of one person, and it is the attack of NPCs. When they came over, the battle should have been fought for a while, so Duan Qing still admired the strength of this player - he actually held out for so long.

But when he got closer, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Jian Beidong, I really can't think of it......" On one of the carriages of the convoy, a man in a black scholar's uniform was shouting in this direction. Although the voice was not high, the people present could still hear it clearly: "When did we cross paths and make you come to me so gritted your teeth to find trouble......

"I have no grudge against you." The player in the field jumped back, dodged the attacks of the two guards, and slowly circled in a certain direction, while answering the scholar's question: "I was just entrusted by someone, so I came to settle accounts with you." ”

"Hah!" The scholar held the flute-like object in one hand, tapped the palm of the other hand, and laughed: "When did ...... 'Phoenix Dance Sword' also do the job of eliminating disasters for others?" ”

"Naturally, I wouldn't do this kind of business." The man was wearing a loose blouse and cloth trousers, as if for ease of movement, his shirt was not tied in the middle, and he appeared to have his chest open. However, the most conspicuous place of this person is the tattered cloak behind him.

The cloak was gray and covered in tears, as if it had been burned by the embers of flames.

Wind Flower Town blows the wind year after year, so not far from the town, you can also see the flying flakes and flower petals blowing from the mountain, as well as the broken cloak that is blown by the mountain wind at this time. The person who was called Jian Beidong by the other party stopped his moving footsteps and began to slowly walk towards the carriage, and the surrounding guards saw this and immediately surrounded him again.

"Not long ago, you Vizad once annexed a small guild, I guess you don't remember it either......" Jian Beidong paced, seemingly ignoring the encirclement he was about to fall into: "It doesn't matter, anyway...... You know it's because of that. ”

He lunged forward.

The dust under his feet was scattered backwards by this pedal, and Jian Beidong's entire body leaned forward as he ran, and in front of him, two guards held their swords in front of them, trying to block his castration.

"Drink!"

He used a broad long sword, the silver-black blade looked very thick, it should be a little heavy, but at this time he held the sword with both hands, dragging the tip of the sword to his side, and in the sound of metal rubbing the ground, he rushed in front of the two guards, and there was a momentum in front of him.

The bell rang out twice, and the guards blocked both attacks.

The tremendous force struck the sword, shaking the two of them backwards, and the two guards involuntarily took a step back, and then barely froze. However, these few flaws were not enough to allow the opponent to break through their defenses, because the opponent himself would have suffered a greater shock if he used such a force to push them back, and even if his muscles were strong enough for him to survive the shock, the inertia caused by using this sweep would not stop at once.

Unless the other party is a master of swordsmanship...... Or didn't want to stop at all.

In front of them, the player's figure did not stop. He walked in a ballet-like pace, spun and thrust into the middle of the two of them, the powerful castration of the sword blended into the same direction, accelerating in a circle with his pace, and finally forming a larger sweep.

It was a sweeping sweep all around.

"Tsk, it's really the Phoenix Dance Sword......"

The fierce wind blasted out as his moves were fully stretched, and the whistling sword wind blew past the ears of the guards with tidbits and dust, and although the retreat of the instant reaction saved them from being cut in half, the defense line composed of two defenders was broken.

"But to that extent, I'm still safe."

As the scholar's words fell, two more guards stood in front of him, and together with the two people who were scattered left and right before, a faint encirclement was formed, and behind him, there were also two guards who slowly approached, blocking his way.

Outside the six men, more guards stood there, shields or crossbows, cautiously staring at figures in the field.

"Listen to the people inside." The captain of the guard, who was standing on the roof of the other carriage, shouted again: "You have been surrounded by us, for the sake of you not causing casualties, stop quickly, lay down your weapons, we can consider letting you live......"

"Hmph, hehe, hahahaha......"

Before the captain's words were finished, Jian Beidong had already laughed and walked forward again, and the encirclement in the field also moved slowly with his advance, but no one dared to make a move.

"I'm an offensive swordsman, you should know that."

In the battlefield where there were only footsteps and breathing, Jian Beidong finally stopped, he slowly raised his weapon, rubbed his broad sword with one hand, and bowed his head and said.

"So from the beginning, you didn't let your guard down, and those words that tempted me, you don't need to say it again......"

The scholar standing on the carriage stopped tapping his palms with his flute.

"Speaking of which, it is rumored that the outside world has a high opinion of your 'ghost and crazy scheme' strategy, but there is no mention of what your weapon is......"

"It can't be the thing you have, right?"

The scholar's eyes froze.

In front of him, the man standing in the middle of the crowd suddenly bowed down and jumped up from the ground!

Men jump very high, which is a very common thing in ordinary virtual games, but in a game like Free World, it is almost impossible to do, because it is not something that can be solved with character attributes alone.

But the man jumped in front of him with such a posture.

In desperation, the scholar raised his hand and erected the iron flute in front of him, trying to block Qianjun's blow, but the power of this blow can be imagined with such a move. When he got closer, he could clearly see the sneer on the other party's face, as well as the cold light of the broadsword that was approaching in front of him.

The sword slashed accurately at the flute.

The scholar's face was a little surprised-with the strength of the sword Beidong, there were thousands of ways to send him back to the hotel with this sword just now, but the other party didn't have any change of moves, so he slashed it with a sword, although with his own attributes, he couldn't catch it this time, but he was shocked at most, and it would not kill him......

The scholar flew backwards as he had assumed, smashing into the carriage behind him, and at the same time, the scholar understood why the other party had done so.

A large ball of fire flew over his head, smashing precisely on the figure.

The sound of the violent impact inside the carriage was drowned out by the sound of a loud explosion, and the rushing figure was pushed into the distance by the force of the impact. Those who were close were also shaken by the sudden explosion, and those who were far away were forced to block the fierce fire with their hands before looking into the air, trying to find the figure of the swordsman, or rather the corpse.

Such a violent explosion...... I guess I'm dead.

In the distance, Mengzhu, who followed, said with some excitement: "Wow, he won't just die...... Is it true that such a strong person died like this......"

"It should ...... No. Duan Qing's face was blank: "He will block it with a sword......"

In the rising smoke, the figure of the swordsman finally flew out. He flew backwards with his sword in both hands, then adjusted his stance in the air, and finally landed firmly on the ground in the distance. The flames of the explosion were still on his body, and although he had extinguished it in a few strokes, his appearance still looked a little embarrassed, and the cloak behind him seemed to become more shabby as a result. His hair was curly from the sudden attack, and the rest of his face was blackened with black smoke. But looking at his expression, he didn't seem to care about his own image, but his indifferent eyes were still staring at the carriage over there.

A huge figure in a red robe emerged from within.

"Jian Beidong, it's really been a long time since I ...... gone" The strong man's voice came out of the mouth of the red-robed man, and even those who were shocked by the explosion just now could hear his words clearly: "But you just deceived my 'Vizad' door, it seems to ...... Not very authentic, right? ”

"This is not your territory, how can you call it a bully." The embarrassed figure in the distance slapped his baggy pants and spoke a little casually.

"Haha, it seems to make a little sense." The strong man laughed, and then his eyes widened: "However, is there a reason why you kill me casually?" ”

This question was like a loud bell, and several of the surrounding guards involuntarily retreated, but for a person like Jian Beidong, this kind of deterrence was naturally useless.

"The person who killed you naturally makes sense, this ......" The man in the shabby cloak put his sword back behind his back, and then hugged his fist: "I believe that you Sunset President understands very well." ”

"So......" he sneered, "everyone is the same person, and no one can fool anyone." ”

With his hands behind his back, he began to slowly step back. Seeing this, Captain Paz in the convoy began to shout at the top of his voice: "Stop! Do you want to escape, you outlaw who attacked the convoy......"

He shouted righteously, but unfortunately the momentum was too bad, and the other party didn't seem to pay attention to his meaning, and continued to retreat, seeing that he was about to disappear from everyone's field of vision, the captain began to get anxious: "Kidd!" You're standing there and watching stupidly, why don't you stop him......"

"Oh, I just heard that someone was making trouble, so I came over and took a look." Kidd shook his shiny bald head and said with a smile, "I didn't say I was here to help." ”

"Isn't it, Brother Moshang Qingshan."

"yes." Duan Qing also laughed.