The long sword attacked, Xie Lang waved the dagger with his right hand to block, but his left hand changed his move and slashed at the swordsman's abdomen.

The swordsman did not dodge, but instead of defending with attack, the long sword was pulled down. Before Xie Lang's dagger arrived, the sharp blade of the long sword had already been picked at his chest, forcing him to immediately withdraw his attack, turn his attack to defense, and try to block the blow.

After a few rounds of back and forth, none of the skills were used, and both of them tested each other with normal attacks.

In terms of speed alone, as a full-sensitivity assassin, Xie Lang undoubtedly has a certain advantage, but the swordsman does not seem to be much inferior to him, and the swordsman's footsteps and body skills are very steady, the rhythm is well controlled, and in the face of onslaught, he is calm. The two daggers attacked alternately, always blocking or dodging just right, as if they could see through Xie Lang's every move.

After a short period of contact, Xie Lang knew that there was an insurmountable gap between the two, and the gap was too big.

If you continue to fight, you will definitely lose.

However, what if you lose? If you don't even have the courage to challenge, that's the real loss.

"Look at the move." Xie Lang pounced forward, and the swordsman was about to block, but Xie Lang instantly appeared behind him.

Backstabbing.

The swordsman turned around, and with a wave of his long sword, he held up Xie Lang's two daggers that were chiseled down, obviously it was just a momentary occurrence, but the time was just right for him.

"You can't beat me like that!" The swordsman said indifferently, and suddenly the long sword was retracted, and Xie Lang suddenly lost his position.

Ghost Dance.

The swordsman finally used his skills.

When Xie Lang barely stood on his feet, the long sword had already reached his shoulder.

Disappear.

Xie Lang didn't dare to keep this skill anymore, so he immediately turned it on, forcibly quit the battle, and entered a stealth state.

"It's dangerous! I almost got hit. Xie Lang's heart was beating rapidly, and he felt like he had escaped death. Ghost Dance is one of the strongest control skills in the early stage of the swordsman, once hit, it can stun the target for more than two seconds, and the speed of the attack is extremely fast, almost without warning.

Two seconds may not be much, just a blink of an eye, but for the swordsman, it was more than enough to kill an assassin.

Once the assassin sneaks, as long as the action is not too big, it will rarely be discovered, but it does not mean that it will not be discovered, after all, the swordsman in front of him is unfathomable, maybe there will be some means to detect the stealth.

I don't know that the swordsman doesn't act, just stands there, let alone actively looks for the location of the target.

Xie Lang was a little unpredictable, if he wanted to leave at this time, no matter how strong the swordsman was, he wouldn't be able to hurt him by half a point.

I don't know if the task of not returning has been completed, although he is very strong, but it is still quite difficult to kill 7 in a row in just a few minutes. I thought that since I had taken such a precious skill from others, I would have to do my part.

The swordsman was still standing, holding the sword in one hand, and in Xie Lang's eyes, it seemed to be full of flaws.

Joseline's Tears had long since cooled down, and he wanted to gamble once.

Silently winding around his back, it was an opportunity, and the dagger slashed out of the void and chiseled down.

Smothering.

Xie Lang bet his luck on this skill. If you hit, maybe there are a few chances, but if you are blocked or dodged and lose your position, then if you lose, you lose, and there is nothing to regret.

The swordsman really acted, and with a half-turned attitude, he drove the long sword, and it became a momentum in the air, like a swimming dragon.

Long Xiang.

The smothering blow did hit successfully, but the swordsman's dragon Xiang had a hegemonic effect and was immune to control, so Xie Lang could only deal skill damage, but lost the control effect.

Storm the wind.

The swordsman did not pause, the long sword was like a shadow, Xie Lang had never seen these two skills, and naturally he didn't know how to defend, he was suppressed to death, there was no room to fight back, and his blood volume plummeted, so he had to retreat and retreat, hoping to save the last bit of blood with the only speed advantage.

"Goodbye!" The swordsman uses his third skill, Feiyan.

The body is as light as a swallow, and the steps are light and agile.

Xie Lang couldn't get away at all, and his throat was blocked by a sword.

"Is that weird? Why don't you fall yet! The swordsman was slightly surprised, obviously he had already hit, how could this person in front of him be so tenacious.

The attack that would have been lethal enough made Sheron stand for a while more because of the lethal immunity effect of Joceline's Tears.

Although he was very embarrassed, he had no regrets about being able to carry it for such a long time. Knowing that he might hang up in the next round, Xie Lang still put on a fighting posture.

"You're really funny, much better than those who desperately beg for mercy when they know they're going to lose."

"Thanks for the compliment!"

The swordsman attacked again, but Xie Lang did not escape, but met him. Suddenly, an arrow struck the open space between the two with a sound of explosion, stopping the two from fighting.

Burst arrows?

There are not many archers who can use this skill at present, Xie Lang turned his head to look, and sure enough, he did not return.

"Brother! Great work! ”

"You're finally back!" Xie Lang let out a long sigh of relief, he thought that the next moment he would be hanging in the swordsman's hand.

Jun Bugui knew very well what level Xie Lang's strength was, and it was beyond his imagination to be able to carry it for so long, so when he completed the centurion task, he rushed over as soon as possible, and fortunately he was able to catch up.

"Are you going to join forces? I'm going to have a headache then. "The swordsman still looks like he doesn't care.

"Two fights one, how boring, I can do one, I don't have any complaints if I lose, and, thank you for showing mercy to your subordinates just now."

"Why! It's your friend who is amazing! Ay! It seems like a bit too much to talk about today, so let's stop talking nonsense. ”

Xie Lang knew that this duel was far more important to Jun Bugui than any hostile camp, he was a PK maniac, in his eyes, he just wanted to have a good fight with such a powerful person, winning or losing was secondary, Xie Lang retreated to the side very familiarly.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The swordsman grabbed the first move and took the lead in attacking, but Jun Bugui was not in a hurry and responded calmly. Unlike the previous battle with Xie Lang, as soon as the swordsman made a move, he directly used his skills, and there was no intention of temptation at all. They went back and forth, and after more than ten rounds of competition, the two were evenly matched, and no one could suppress anyone.

Watching their duel, Xie Lang understood what a real master was. He was always guessing about the next move of the two, but when the two of them attacked or defended, it was completely different from what he imagined, and he realized that in terms of PK, the means were really jerky, to put it bluntly, he was inexperienced, and he had a good set of equipment, but he didn't play 100% strength at all.

What Xie Lang is even more curious about is that both of them seem to have the ability to see through each other's next moves, every attack, every defense, is just right.

Watching their battles, Xie Lang had a feeling that his previous battles were like children's plays.

Prediction! That's right, it's a prediction! They are all anticipating their opponent's next move.

Xie Lang suddenly remembered the previous battle with the hunting arrow, this guy's equipment is actually not very bad, but his attacks are always chasing people, as long as the reaction is fast enough, it is easy to block or dodge. And Jun Bugui is different, he is calculating the opponent's next step or even the next step, so as to adjust the direction of each attack, both are connected, and the hit rate will naturally be high.

The same is true of the swordsman, he can think of which direction the opponent's next arrow will shoot, and the defense is naturally handy.

After reading so many books, it is better to watch this duel, which is really beneficial.

This battle, in addition to Xie Lang as an audience, also attracted many players from both camps to watch, all of them were amazed, and even forgot about the hostile camp, and they were all sighing, is it really playing the same virtual game with them? Why is the gap so big.

In the duel of masters, the victory or defeat is often only in a moment. The swordsman deceived himself, and after retreating, he jumped and dodged, and suddenly stumbled, and he didn't know what he stepped on, and he lost his balance.

Xie Lang sensed that something was wrong and was about to come to the rescue, but Jun Bugui shook his head at him, and there was no trace of a loser in his eyes. Understood what he meant, and stopped acting.

The swordsman seized this opportunity and won this pinnacle duel with great difficulty. However, he didn't have much HP left, and if Jun Bugui could successfully hit one or two more times, maybe the victory would be his.

It's just that there are no ifs in this world, the winner wins, and the loser loses. Although the gap is minimal, the truth is so cruel.

The elven longbow of the king is unearthed, and an assassin tries to fish in troubled waters, only to be killed by the swordsman with a sword, and at the same time picks up the elven longbow. Said to Xie Lang: "You're not ready to avenge your friend?" ”

"No! That's what he meant. ”

"Oh! Then tell your friend for me, thank you for the money he gave me to buy wine. ”

After saying that, he walked back, and although there was blood, no one dared to step forward to keep him.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, what is your name." ”

"Xie Lang!"

"Xie Lang, I made a note, my name is Ziye, we should meet again."

Because the two camps are hostile, they can't be added as friends, but Xie Lang remembers this swordsman who impressed him deeply, and one day, he can also have a vigorous battle with him like Jun Bugui.

Jun Bugui was resurrected by the battlefield NPC, but Xie Lang didn't see him a trace of chagrin. So he jokingly asked: "If such a good weapon is exploded, don't you feel distressed?" ”

Jun Bugui is still unsatisfied with the battle just now, "If it explodes, it will explode, what is distressing or not, no matter how good the equipment is, it is not for PK, otherwise what is the point." ”

Such is the obsession of PK fanatics. As long as you can have a good fight with an opponent who plays the same drums, what's the pity of a level 10 elite equipment?

The waist bag suddenly vibrate, and it was Xiaobawang who sent a message: I found 30 sets of quartz sand for you, all of them were sent to your mailbox, and you went to sign for it.