Duan Qing relied on the same method as before to climb back to the entrance of the mountain road, and in order to avoid unnecessary variables, he chose the most suitable place to come up, that is, the edge of the clouds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In his assumption, the possibility of the enemy team, including the previous two people, meeting him while climbing up on his own is not impossible, but it should be very low, and if he hurries up, he may be able to rush back to the battlefield in time.

After all, there are only two people in your own combat power, and that guy from Yate is a complete drag, and Nan Tieshan ...... He'd better not come over.

Although he didn't see what happened before, through the conversation between the two people at the edge of the clouds, and the two corpses that were obvious in the snow not far away, Duan Qing was still able to guess what had probably happened before and the current situation, so he also climbed up from the edge of the cliff in advance regardless of the possibility that the other party might find out in advance. When he first appeared in this place with Yate, Duan Qing still glanced at the other party's team in a hurry before leaving, if he remembered correctly, except for the two guys in front of him, the captain of the other party had not yet appeared-that tall strong man should be the last person in their team now.

Now is the perfect opportunity.

The people who can climb here are basically veteran players with rich game experience, and they have also seen a lot of sudden fights due to some personal grudges. So although there were a lot of other players present, there seemed to be no reason for anyone to stand up and say anything about the battle that took place in that short period of time. The few onlookers who were closest to the edge of the cliff where Duan Qing was even retreated early, making way for Duan Qing and the two people on the opposite side of the slope. There are good deeds who have already shouted on the side to add fuel to the fire, and they are still thinking about what kind of title they should use for a while, and go to the Internet to brag about it. There are also people who have begun to bet with each other about the outcome of this upcoming battle, but in the minds of most players, they are still optimistic about the odds of winning that pair, not only because of the two-on-one, but mainly because of the weapon in both hands of the player who climbed up from the edge of the cliff.

After all, only one of the ten players who play double swords in the virtual game is a great god, and the remaining nine are rookies.

But none of the above ideas are what Night Scales and Mi Zitou may have in mind.

"I didn't expect your life to be so hard." The man in black flicked his thin sword, and a hint of ferocity already appeared on his face: "It's just right, keep ......"

"Give my brothers a blood sacrifice."

"Do you need a blood sacrifice?" Duan Qing looked left and right indifferently: "Could it be that your face has been dark lately?" Need to drop a few lives to make a change? ”

Rumor has it that if you've been unlucky lately, whether it's fighting monsters or doing quests, you can try to use some "evil ways" to change your luck, the so-called blood sacrifice is just one of them, and its authenticity is completely unreliable. However, those words that players usually ridicule when they lament bad luck are used by Duan Qing at this time to make fun of each other, which really has some irony.

And also in the case of the other party is obviously in a bad mood.

"Looks like you really don't want to live anymore." Nightscale's head lowered, but his knees slowly bent up, looking ready to attack: "You really want to provoke me......"

His companions behind him also silently took out their crossbows and stared at each other silently.

"Oh-" deliberately dragged a long note, Duan Qing's hands slowly turned his two short swords, and his face still had a relaxed look: "I want to see, a good calculating ...... What does a villain look like when he's angry? ”

The cold arrow flew in front of him as he expected.

Slightly deflected, and then took a step and slashed, Duan Qingge opened the thin sword that took the opportunity to stab, and then a beautiful twist passed through the side of the night scale, and came to the side of the archery player in the back. A smile appeared on his face, and at the same time he held the sword in one hand, signaled to the movement of Mi Zitou who was about to reach out and take out something, and then stabbed out with a sword, straight into the opponent's chest.

Mi Zitou had no choice but to withdraw the action of wanting to take out the explosive bomb, and rolled on the spot to dodge backwards.

The thin sword struck from behind him again, and Duan Qing turned around to raise his sword, blocking it in front of him with the white short sword in his left hand. But the thin sword shook at the moment it was about to hit the short sword sword, and the next moment, the originally straight thin sword suddenly bent, and the tip of the sword bypassed Duan Qing's weapon and popped out an arc towards the inside of Duan Qing's body.

The end of that arc was about to cross the side of Duan Qing's neck, but it was given up by Duan Qing in the moment before he was about to die, and then he was stubbornly resisted by the black short sword he held in his right hand.

"Rapier flow, I haven't seen ...... for a long time"

With the crunching of the weapon, the black-clad player suddenly leaps to the left, changing the direction of the bent rapier slightly, and then suddenly retreats and pulls his rapier backwards.

"I'll cut it!"

The rapier drew a string of sparks between the two short swords, but it didn't break free from the restraints they bringed, and a slash from Nightscale's withdrawal from the weapon was drawn in the path under the control of the opponent, not hurting him in the slightest.

Turning around, retreating, and slightly widening the distance, Duan Qing calmly continued to move slowly along the snow slope at the edge of the clouds, while paying attention to the movement of the other person who was in the rear. The man holding the thin sword gasped a few times on the spot, and then stared at Duan Qing's face with fierce eyes, looking like he wanted to eat the other party raw: "You actually ......"

"You want to destroy my weapon!"

He grasped the hilt of the rapier in both hands, and the anger in his eyes increased: "You ...... A rookie who just came out of the novice village, a fool who doesn't know any skills, thinks that he is strong with dual-wielding weapons? Today, I will teach you what the power of moves is! ”

He roared, and a gust of air gradually appeared on his body, which blew away the clouds and mist around him a little, and then burst forward with the sudden activation of the night scales. Behind him, Mi Zitou, who was unwilling to be lonely, shot out a crossbow arrow again, trying to make a final sneak attack on Duan Qing on the opposite side, but what made him feel unacceptable in his heart was that the arrow, like the first time, did not seem to play any extra role except for making the other party raise his hand slightly.

Could this person ...... With an ominous feeling in his heart again, Mi Zitou took out his sword and quietly circled to the side of the battlefield.

With an explosion of some kind of power, the thin sword flew in front of Duan Qing. The flurry seemed to be out of order, but it contained some strange rules, and sword light flashed in the air like a net, waving the front of the night scales impenetrable. But the expression of the man with the sword in both hands remained calm, and black and white flickered in front of him from time to time, and he raised his short sword again and again, sometimes mixed with backward steps, and slowly but steadily retreated along the slopes of the mountain.

"I chop chop chop chop ......"

The sound of weapons colliding with each other was endless, and there were several hoarse shouts mixed with night scales in between, but no matter how hard he tried, the thin sword in his hand was still dismantled by his opponent in a simple way again and again. The anger in his heart was even stronger, and his hand was strengthened again, and the next moment, two successive sword lights drew straight lines in the air, but a broken line suddenly appeared in the middle - it was the effect of the shaking of his hands and the bending of the thin sword.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but Duan Qing's hands and footsteps were still steady. With the operation in his mind, his movements began to become more detailed, the originally simple sword handing action seemed to become complicated, and the originally random retreat step gradually became a back and forth swing. A black and white sword light gradually appeared in the middle of the two broken lines, representing the points of the tip of the sword pointed out again and again, blocking the extension of those broken lines, and slowly destroying the picture composed of that line. Finally, the path taken by the tip of the sword, which kept shaking back and forth, came to an abrupt end at a certain point in the flow of time, and the end point it drew was still in front of the blade of a short sword.

From extreme movement to extreme quiet, even the reaction of the crowd watching the battle seems to be a little uncatchable. Panting, Nightscale looked at the calm face behind the two short swords, and asked in disbelief, "You...... You actually broke my flurry, what skills did you use......"

"Nothing is useless."

The snow on the slopes stopped sliding as the two paused. Maintaining a parrying posture, Duan Qing showed an inexplicable smile again: "It's just slashing and parrying." ”

"Impossible!"

The sound of metal rubbing sounded again, and the man in black who suddenly exerted his strength pulled back his thin sword again: "At this frequency, how can an ordinary attack be able to block ......"

He suddenly bent down, and the sword light swept across his body again: "Swirl Slash!" ”

The unwilling Nightscale used up the last of his strength and swept away the snow around him, along with the air. But this time the attack still didn't seem to be as expected, Duan Qing, who was located downwind of the slope, only stepped back a little, and let go of this large-scale sweep in the explosion of the sword wind. The white short sword even slammed into the round sword light, and slammed lightly in the middle of the blade of the thin sword.

As a result, the man in black holding the thin sword lost control because of this little increase in strength, and his body turned his head slightly.

"Brute-force isn't advisable, but it's just ...... in general"

The vigilance in his heart rose sharply, and Night Scale knew that his flaw at this moment was the best moment for the opponent to counterattack, but his own body did not listen to his will, rolling upstream along the mountain road - the previous series of attacks had used up all his physical strength, and in a hurry, he had to twist his body as much as possible, while shrinking his torso, and protecting his head and face with his arms, hoping that he could use his body to block the opponent's next counterattack.

You shouldn't be able to kill yourself with one attack, but you'll need to change your tactics next......

A pain in his chest interrupted Nightscale's next thoughts.

In the eyes of the surrounding viewers, the man in black was still curled up, stopped moving under a sudden red light, and then slowly spread out on the snowy slope. Underneath him, red blood gradually spread across the white snow, and it wasn't until the body above could no longer hide that several adventurers next to him confirmed the true death of the black swordsman from their hesitant minds.

"Dead? Really dead? ”

"I played for a long time just now, and finally I was stabbed to death with a sword?"

"I thought the one who played the double knife flow was a showmanship, but I didn't expect it to be really strong......"

"That red light just now...... It must have been a lethal attack, but at such a distance, could he still stab the vital point? ”

The sound of another sword strike interrupted the brief discussion between the onlookers. Some of them took their eyes off the fallen black-clad swordsman and followed the sound to the only two remaining players on the field who were still fighting.

This time, no one underestimated the player with the dual swords anymore, including the Mizitou who was once again blocked by the sneak attack.

"I didn't expect ......" He quickly withdrew from his position and narrowed the distance between them: "You are really a master." ”

"Don't dare to be a master." Duan Qing grinned, but this time the smile in the eyes of others naturally had a different meaning than before: "It's just...... Go back and remember to tell your companions. ”

"If you practice the basic moves, you can walk the rivers and lakes."

"Huh......" Mi Zitou took a sip with a somewhat ugly face, and then looked up at the other party's ID: "Mo Shang Qingshan, right, I remember, we will have a ...... in the future." Hey? ”

His face changed: "This name...... I think I've heard it somewhere......"

As he whispered, everyone else present began to bow their heads and ponder, searching their memories for the code name of a god that this ID might represent, but before they could come up with a clue, a voice from the cloud interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Of course you've heard the name." The previous leader, the leader of the Mizitou team, finally returned to this place from the misty labyrinth: "And you should have remembered the name." ”

“...... Scold. ”

The player with the national character face strode in front of Duan Qing in a few steps, but another big battle in the imagination of other players did not break out - in the midst of everyone's shocked eyes, the burly strong man stood beside Duan Qing, and then ...... Reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's really hidden, you." The smile on the face of the national character: "I have seen it a long time ago." ”

"Are you sad?"

"No, I'm happy." Dahan smiled and said, "How can you not be happy when you see an old friend, Mo Shangqingshan?" ”

"yes, that's how it should be." Duan Qing also laughed.

"Iron ambition."