Qing slowly lowered the gun in his hand.

In fact, if he shot, he might not be able to hit, but at that moment, a trace of curiosity flashed in his heart, and he restrained the intention of shooting. The other party's actions are obviously interesting, he changed the tip of the gun for the second time, but did not trigger, the intention was very hidden, at that time there was a miasma of smoke in the live broadcast room, obviously most people did not read his intentions - but this is normal, after all, they are at that level.

But the other party made a correct judgment, and twice in a row. Is this a coincidence? Or is it talented? Or is there something else to rely on? But if he had anything else to rely on, all he could think of was the Helin Crown.

He walked forward.

"Did I escape?" Fang Yu asked in a low voice as he ran.

R was noncommittal, in fact, he didn't say a word from before.

"He didn't make a move, Ed," on the other end of the video, the girl's long silver ears with eyes like starry flowers moved slightly, and she replied, "He's reading your intentions, be careful." ”

He, read my intentions? Fang Yu was greatly surprised in his heart, with the other party's strength level, what was the use of reading his own intentions? But one word came to his mind—prudence, like a hunter's scrutiny of his prey, cold and precise, without a trace of effort, which is the law of nature's hunters.

But when it falls on one person, it is only reminiscent of a cautious and powerful opponent, which is the most tricky kind of person.

A silver light emerged from the darkness.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, only to see that it was a straight line, the handwriting of R, and it was the mark that the latter projected under his system to enhance his vision. "Ed, back." It was also at this moment that Miya's voice came again.

Almost silently, a turquoise spear parted the darkness and struck first, passing through the side of his right hand, sealing his path with a single shot.

Fang Yu's heart tightened, but he also realized that the other party did not make a dead move, he turned around, and just saw a blue shadow floating behind him like a ghost, but that was only the last afterimage of the other party. As soon as Fang Yu raised his hand, he saw that Qing had appeared in front of him-

He subconsciously took a step back, but Qing also shifted to the left, and the speed was not much different from the flash, and he still caught up with him inch by inch. Then as soon as he raised his hand and struck an elbow, Fang Yu didn't even see the shadow of the opponent's right hand clearly, he felt a huge force coming from his chest, and the whole person flew into the air, flying out four or five meters away.

He slammed into a rock wall and slid down again, causing a loud noise in the magic furnace, and many parts fell down. However, Fang Yuan's eyes were full of stars, and his first reaction was to check the working condition of his magic guide furnace, the efficiency dropped by 20 percent, and the failure rate increased by half.

But it can still be used.

Fang Yu turned over, gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher...... Ahem, I blocked it. ”

R didn't say a word.

But Fang Yu raised his head, but he was slightly stunned.

In the darkness, a silver thread was extending to the right, and the lightning bolt that seemed to separate the dark night sky was falling into his heart—

Qing raised his right hand into a knife and slowly put it down, looking at this scene with some surprise. The other party ate his blow, but he didn't faint directly, and everyone in the live broadcast room was discussing this guy's defense at the moment.

But he understood.

Even at the last moment, the other party reacted and gave up half a step in the most ideal direction, otherwise this blow would take at least two-thirds of the opponent's life. According to the rules of self-protection of Etalia's lifeforms, it is natural to fall into a state of shock.

But that's the end of it.

He didn't intend to give a combat craftsman time to free up his flexible build, so he took a step forward and split his body into four.

It's not a doppelganger technique, it's just that Qing has changed direction left and right four times, and Fang Yuan's dynamic vision has completely failed to catch up with its limit, and on the retina, four shadows with different movements are projected. But he gritted his teeth and raised his hand.

The silver line is still moving forward.

There was a soft thud.

The first half of the 'Pride of the Lone King' flew out of its claws, exactly in the direction that the silver thread was pointing.

A long arc of light flew in the darkness.

At this moment, Qing's live broadcast room couldn't help but let out a long sigh in unison: "Huh? ”

Qing turned around in mid-air, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked Fang Yuan's flying claws flying. But I was shocked in my heart, it was already extraordinary, how did the other party catch it - it was just a combat craftsman, a newcomer!

His mind flashed like lightning, and he immediately braked sharply on the spot, and then turned again, leaving seven or eight shadows in a row in Fang Yuan's field of vision, and finally jumped forward.

On the retina of Fang Yuan, a silver light flew back towards him—he didn't need to look at the blue, just look at the silver light, and at the same time gritted his teeth to open the shield to the maximum, and then raised his left hand to strengthen the glove.

The silver light folded downward, his left hand blocked downward, and another flash of fire in the darkness hit him almost off balance. The shield plug-in on the magic furnace also exploded into a cloud of sparks, announcing its obsolescence. And the silver light did not stop for a moment, and once again turned to the middle lane.

Fang Plover leaned back with his left hand and launched a rocket claw. Qingzheng punched him, but the rocket claw flew in the middle, the sparks splashed, and the left fist spun out.

missed two blows in a row, although Qing's face was still indifferent, but his heart was already shaken. He almost fell in love with talent, and while taking a step back, he still had time to ask: "Hand over the Hailin crown, I won't kill you." ”

Fang Yu staggered back, and that strength answered? It's just that the other party mentioned the Hailin Crown, which surprised him greatly.

He only thought that the other party was a member of the Dragon Fire Guild, so he didn't want to raise his left hand and raised a middle finger.

But before the action was finished, he saw the opponent's right hand become a whip, and a hand knife was swung towards him. “！？” He couldn't help but scold in his heart, the other party was too much, and he didn't give him a chance to breathe.

At this moment, the silver thread folded to the upper left, Fang Yu took a step back, and his right hand had already 'clicked' to retract the pride of the lonely king. He raised his right hand again as a chest block.

This blow hit the 'Pride of the Lone King', and he could almost hear a tooth-aching groan coming from his reinforced gloves, and with the sturdiness of the legendary equipment, it was almost scrapped under the opponent's hand knife.

Fang Yu didn't have time to feel sorry for his equipment, because a huge force had already come through his arm, hitting him in the chest and directly sweeping him away. He fell heavily to the ground, and the sound of the bones in his right hand snapping.

The right hand is almost unconscious.

The three fights are a long story, but in fact, they are just lightning and flint, and the audience in the live broadcast room has no time to see the movements of the two people, and can only see the three sounds of Dangdang, and three sparks bloom in the dark. Qing attacked three times in a row, and it can be said that all three times were not complete.

There was silence in the live broadcast room, and everyone was completely stunned. Fang Yuan's three blocks, almost perfect judgment, were so beautiful that they, as supporters of the enemy side, couldn't help but shout in their hearts that it was too beautiful.

Some fights are like art, enough to make the most impressive impression.

Although it was only a short three exchanges, it was enough for these people to remember what this teenager looked like - people like Ruqing are actually most afraid of not meeting equal opponents and high-quality matches. And they, the fans, don't want to see a pleasing fight?

But after this brief illusion passed, people suddenly thought of another problem - the other party is not an equal opponent, just a newcomer. A newcomer who was in the Dawn Star Forest, facing a mere Qin Zhi who couldn't raise his head at all.

The other party has grown to this point?

How is that possible?

Many people can't help but recall that the widely circulated saying in the community that in the next 20 years in the Chinese division, the next generation of ten kings has been born? The Gray King FOX is close to retiring, will one of the next ten kings be chosen among the battle craftsmen?

Some people say it will be Loofah, but there are also people who can't help but have a shadow flash in their hearts.

That shadow, once in the underground of Fenris Island, touched the hearts of many people.

Qing himself was stunned for a moment.

It may not be clear to others, but at that moment, he really had the illusion that he was fighting against an opponent who was not inferior to himself. He didn't know if he was thinking too much, because he could almost feel the other party's judgment and intuition about the battle, almost all over him, forming a crush.

But how is that possible?

The fact is that the other party behaves like a newcomer again.

He didn't say a word, he just stretched out his hand back, and the spear on the side automatically flew into his hand. He had a green spear in his hand, and there was only a piece of determination left in his heart, and he had sensed a hint of uneasiness, which he would never let spread with his care.

Qing raised his spear and swung it forward with force, and two staggered blades of light flew into the darkness.

At this moment, everyone in the live broadcast room can see that Qing has moved seriously.

The blade of light seemed slow, but it was actually very fast—it swept by, and it was born in a ravine behind it, and everywhere it passed, the lava rock was inverted.

In Fang Yuan's eyes, it was like a pair of white fangs, biting straight at him. The Superior - as soon as he saw this light, he already knew in his heart that his opponent was actually a Chosen One from the Second World.

Only the Electors of the Second World can make magic particles at such a distance. The other party didn't go all out before, and he flashed this thought, but fortunately, the other party didn't kill him as soon as he came up.

And at this moment, this blow can no longer hold him.

The silver thread was folded in a long direction, and at a hundred feet away, R didn't seem to care if he could get to that place at once.

But at the moment when Fang Yu flew out, his left hand had already firmly caught the flying claw that flew back, and shook it gently. A light blue door of light opened from behind him, and a graceful silver figure appeared from behind him, and struck him with a two-handed blade.

A fluorescence flashed on the Angel's body, and then the two of them turned into ether together, and between the staggered light and shadow, the two light gates opened one by one.

The 'two' walked backwards in succession between the two light gates, and retreated. The next moment, the blade of light almost swept past the 'two' and hit the rock wall in that direction, shaking the mountain for a while, leaving two staggered slash marks.

Qing's attack once again failed, but no one in the live broadcast room dared to speak-

Anyone could see at this moment that the young man opposite them was actually not strong, just like his identity - a combat craftsman who was still a novice. But the opponent's will to fight, and his judgment, are simply wonderful.

Anywhere, this wonderful thing would have garnered anyone's applause, but here, the boy was the enemy of their supporters.

What's more, the descendants of Flor have actually had a long-standing grudge with each other.

"How so?"

Qing Ye frowned, glanced at the direction in which Fang Yu disappeared, and only silently put away the spear. At that last moment, he seemed to grasp something, and the thought flashed through him and disappeared without a trace.

The other side of the cave.

Fang Yuan's right hand hung weakly, and he stood up from the ground with the support of the Angel of Energy, and with his left hand, he groped for the life potion from his waist bag, and then raised his head and poured it clean.

He glanced back at the back, and the two flashes of the Angel were definitely not enough to escape the other party's pursuit, but it was pitch black in that direction, and he didn't know when the other party would catch up. But after a round of fighting, he felt a little more confident in his heart.

It was a person from the second world, and he was able to go through a round under the other party, he exhaled lightly, and there was still a trace of unreality. Of course, this is not his own work.

He looked at Miya and then at R, and for the first time felt from the two of them what the strength of the truly top Electors was.

"Ed," Miya suddenly said, "The other party is not from the Dragon Fire Guild. ”

Fang Yu was slightly stunned.

"Descendants of Flore," R spoke for the first time after such a long time, "the spear of the cang, the leader of the cang's journey." ”

His voice carried a different meaning, and he looked at Fang Yuan: "Do you know who that is?" ”

"Brigade commander?"

Fang Yu himself was startled. This is not those half-baked brigades in the first world, but the brigades in the second world, can it be ordinary people, let alone the brigade commander. Isn't it a joke that he actually walked a round in the hands of a real brigade commander?

But R's next words made him almost faint: "This title is actually a dragon knight title." ”

"Huh?"

Fang Yu felt that he was finished, if the other party summoned the dragon knight, would he still have his life? Don't say dodge, the other party only needs to move his fingers, and he can die without a place to be buried. But is the dragon knight of the second world really so idle, coming to him for trouble with a newcomer?

And how could the people of the Flor descent be in this place?

"What are you going to do?" R asked.

Fang Yu gently pressed the location of the Golden Flame Ring with his left hand.

He looked up in one direction, the ring burning heat in his chest - he let go, and a ray of light that only he could see stretched forward in the darkness and pointed in that direction.

And there, too, was pitch black.

But no matter what, he has to get the Dragon's Heart back.

Suddenly, he felt something, and when he turned around, he saw that Qing Yi had appeared on the other side of the cave with a spear in his hand. Obviously, the other party didn't mean to let him go, he relied on the Angel to escape for a lifetime, but he couldn't escape forever.

What's more, the first time it was unexpected by the other party, if he did it again, he might not have what would happen.

As soon as Qing appeared in that direction, his figure immediately flashed and disappeared from his field of vision. Fang Yu was alarmed in his heart, knowing that as soon as the other party moved, he would appear by his side the next moment, and with his perception ability, he basically couldn't catch up with the other party's speed.

But luckily, he's not alone.

R said, "Left side." ”

Fang Yu only had time to turn around, and the shadow of the gun flashed in the afterglow of the perspective, and he subconsciously let the angel block it. But with a loud bang, the construct flew backwards and crashed into him, knocking him out with him.

He fell to the ground again, and a sharp pain came from his right arm, but he did not dare to slack off, and immediately raised his head, only to see that the silver thread in that direction had folded back first. But his right hand was completely unconscious at the moment, almost hanging weakly, and he could no longer strike.

He only subconsciously wanted to retreat.

However, R's cold voice came: "If you retreat, you will die." ”

He added: "You only have one chance, but only if you can take it." ”

"Obey me."

In an instant, Fang Yu had actually lost the last chance to dodge, and after the light and shadow staggered, Qing appeared on his side almost immediately, from the other party's start to arrival, there was almost no intermediate process.

The silver light mark flashed, and all Fang Yu could see was the cold and glittering blade, which was infinitely magnified in his field of vision.

But it was at that moment that the silver threads suddenly spread out under R's instructions, forming dots that glittered in the darkness. These star-like rays of light, only Fang Yu clearly understood what they meant.

The teacher-student understanding formed between the two years ago almost does not need words to convey it at this moment.

When everyone thought that Fang Yu was going to die from this shot, in the corner of his blue eyes, he saw a silver light at this moment.

That's Fang Yuan's angel of energy.

Dang, a trembling sound.

No one could see clearly how the bladed arm in the hand of the constructor blocked Qing's spear, but after a flying spark, the Angel flew upside down. But after Qing blocked this sword, there was a fatal mistake.

He was stunned in place for a moment, and did not rush to attack at the first time. And it was this moment of stunned dreadfulness that gave Fang Yu the opportunity to summon a second energy angel, and as soon as the blue light appeared, the second light gate suddenly unfolded.

The angel also took the first step to launch a rush attack and stabbed at the opponent with a sword, and this sword did not attack the enemy and would save it, but only pointed at the spear in Qing's hand.

Qing tried to get around, but to no avail, another flash of fire bloomed.

Then came the third Angel of Ability, and Qing was already cold in his heart—he couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan. But Fang Yu didn't look at him at all, only kept changing the control gesture of his left hand, three energy angels, you retreat and I advance, and attack in no particular order.

In the eyes of others, this round of offensive is simply so fast that the mercury is pouring out, and Qing actually fell behind for a while and had to defend passively.

And in the final blow, the Angel couldn't bear the strength, and the whole half of his arm split apart, turning into a piece of parts and flying out. But even so, the constructor still turned around in mid-air, and stabbed a sword into Qing's neck.

This sword is so dangerous that everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't help but let out an exclamation, almost thinking that Qing was about to be hit by the sword. But it turned out that they were just thinking too much, and with a backhand blow, Qing hit the desperate Angel back to the parts state with one shot.

It's just that after this shot, the live broadcast room was already dumbfounded.

Why does the other party still have the ability to fight back?

In fact, Fang Yu himself was completely stunned.

Because this round of attacks actually has nothing to do with him-

He was just following R's orders to tell the Angel how and when to draw his sword. And those distributed points of light are exactly the windows that R indicates to him to draw his sword. As long as the green moves, the light point in the corresponding direction will light up.

The only thing he needs to do is his reflexes to keep up with the other party's judgment.

And under this round of command, his three powerful angels behaved like three sword saints. If it weren't for the fact that the attributes of the Angel itself were too low, maybe he would have killed the brigade commander in this round of attack.

What is this concept?

Qing's face was also extremely ugly, although the opponent's strength was obviously far weaker than him, but after this round of fighting, he actually felt that his hands trembled slightly. He looked at the other with an incredulous gaze:

“…… The Holy Sword is broken...... Juggernaut R? ”

……

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