Chapter 81: Confusing Truth with Falsehood
The big man in iron armor frowned slightly when he looked at the black-clothed figure in front of him who was only ten steps away from him, this figure's aura was the same as the person before, but for some reason he always felt that something was wrong.
He snorted coldly, his footsteps swept across the ground full of rubble around him, and a fist-sized stone flew in front of him, and he took advantage of the momentum to punch the stone, and a sound of breaking the air sounded, and the stone instantly hit the back of the figure.
"Bang!"
There was a violent collision, and the figure staggered and fell to the ground.
The suspicion in the big man's eyes became three points heavier, and an arrow stepped forward and stepped on the body of the black-clothed figure.
The figure in black was like a dead thing, and the big man flipped his body over, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger! It's a puppeteer with a dull expression!
But a note was pasted on the puppeteer's face: The remnant picture is in my hand, Yunmengguo Yun Clan congratulates the seniors!
"Damn! It's actually the Yun family of Yunmeng Country! No wonder there is so much fearlessness! The big man roared angrily, and smashed his fist on a green bamboo on the side, and the green bamboo suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces from bottom to top, and Xiao Xiao's bamboo leaves flew all over the sky under the night sky.
"He shouldn't have run far yet!" Dahan is also a person who takes care of the overall situation, and it only took a moment to calm down again.
He held the corner of the black clothes in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes, a secret method that can only be comprehended by the second spiritual level, the spiritual breath to find things!
An invisible aura appeared in his mind, but faintly pointed in a direction.
Wind whispered and looked carefully at the mark carved on the tree, it should be here!
He slowly squatted down, brushed away the fallen leaves on the ground, and a magic circle pattern loomed, and the whisper of the wind saw this mark, and his heart was happy, and then he took out a talisman from his backpack and crushed it.
"The cost this time is a bit big, and the stand-in puppet alone cost thirty gold coins." He sighed, but then thought of what he had gained after arriving in Jinling, and smiled again.
He didn't go to Jinling simply for the inaction of stealing the sword, he wanted to go to Jinling because he had other benefits, as for the gold-level Thousand Shadow Sword, although he was greedy, he didn't have much hope, you must know that there are not a few players in Jinling, and this piece of meat is very hard.
A burst of white light flashed, and the whispering figure of the wind disappeared in an instant, and the magic circle slowly dissipated, leaving only the wind swirling in the forest.
Dahan Huo Ran opened his eyes, and the other party's breath disappeared! There are only two possibilities for this to happen, one is to block one's own perception, and the other is to leave the scope of one's own perception.
The former is obviously unlikely with the strength of the other party, and even he doubts that the other party has the ability to find out if he uses the secret technique to track, and if it is the latter, although the other party is fast, he has not escaped his perception range in such a short time.
"Teleportation Array!"
Dahan looked at the note written on the Yun Mengguo Yun clan in his hand, and his eyes were almost on fire. With the force of the palm, the note suddenly turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.
His figure moved, but he headed towards Tianshui City.
In Tianshui City, in a remote alleyway, a hexagonal magic circle flashed slightly, and then a figure in a green shirt appeared.
The wind whispered and stretched, just about to make other moves, but his face changed!
"No way, how could you be here!" The whisper of the wind spoke in disbelief.
"Why can't I be here?" The person who looked like an ironclad general sneered, but it was the secret guard general.
The whisper of the wind almost turned around and was about to escape, but he only moved one step and stopped, and then looked at the big man fixedly and said, "Are you Brother Ye?" ”
"Don't come unharmed." Dahan smiled slightly.
"No wonder Brother Ye said before that he was fifty percent sure, but I didn't expect Brother Ye to be not only a formation mage, but also such a wonderful disguise secret technique!" The wind whispered in front of Ye Xingyu, looked at it carefully, and looked at it carefully.
"It's not for you to see through." Ye Xingyu just smiled.
"Oh, I can't see any flaws in this disguise technique, but that guy should still be miles away now, and I don't believe he'll come back faster than me."
"In one afternoon, ten short-range continuous teleportation arrays were arranged, and only Brother Ye would think of this method." The whisper of the wind is a smile.
"Brother Feng's mission seems to be going well." Ye Xingyu changed the topic and said.
"Don't say it, this guy is not comparable to the people I met before, if it weren't for Brother Ye's things, I really wouldn't be able to do this." The wind whispered, but he traded the Cloud Walking Boots and the token to Ye Xingyu.
"We should have at least twenty minutes left, and that guy is three points faster than me." Then he said solemnly.
Ye Xingyu thought about it and took the cloud boots, but he didn't take the token.
"You keep this thing for now, it's still useful." Ye Xingyu said.
Seeing this, the whisper of the wind was not polite, and then the figures of the two moved, heading towards the teleportation square.
On the teleportation square, it was already a mess at the moment.
The player kept attacking the blockade line, fireballs, ice blades and all kinds of swords and sword shadows, hitting the guards one after another, but almost all of the soldiers were a full set of armor no less than the blue grade, and the level was about fifty, but the average level of the player was only more than forty, and the attack power was a little insufficient.
And the guards are also merciless to the players who dare to rush the blockade line, all of them are killed, and there are constantly players scolding and turning into white light to die, but there are also new players who hear the wind and rush over.
The sergeants on the teleportation square were divided into two groups, one group was the guards who fought with the player in the outer circle, and the other group was holding a shield and sword to surround the inner circle of the teleportation array leading to Jinling.
Almost all players are blocked in the outer ring, and only occasionally one or two players who are stronger than the average player, or players such as thieves and assassins, can touch the inner circle, but that's about it.
In the inner circle, there are a large number of elite soldiers and several generals above level 60, and under such a strong defense, these players who occasionally touch the inner circle will not be long before they go to the rebirth point.
The situation was clearly in the hands of the court guards of the blockade line.
"My lord, are we going to do it? Looks like these aliens aren't very useful. ”
The middle-aged man frowned, the strength of the Inhumans is actually still very large, but now most of the people have not done their best, and it will take some time for the number of people to gather, as long as they wait for another half an hour or so, the Inhumans will be an important force to dominate the entire battlefield, the problem is, they can't afford to wait.
The middle-aged man raised a hand and was about to give an order, but suddenly paused, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.
"How could he have come back so soon!"
I saw that above the teleportation square, two figures appeared, and for a while, the sound of swords around couldn't help but weaken by three points.
The two figures only glanced at the crowd around them for a moment, and then their eyes were slightly cold, their footsteps moved, and one flew past the crowd in the melee, the sword light and shadow were extremely cold under the moon, blood splashed, and several players' eyes widened, turning into white light and slowly dissipating.
Seeing this, the others couldn't help but gasp and stopped what they were doing.
"The general is back!" The lieutenant general looked at the two figures that fell into the middle of the teleportation plaza, with a look of joy in his eyes, but one of them was a big man in iron armor.
"Why did he come back so soon?" In a corner of the teleportation square, the beautiful girl with a slightly puzzled look in her eyes asked softly to the handsome young man in a wheelchair.
The young man just looked at the two figures and didn't speak, but then his brows suddenly stretched, and he chuckled out bursts.
"Are we going to do it again?" The woman still blinked in confusion.
"Of course we have to shoot, and we have to be ready, it's going to be messy, and this should be our best chance to shoot." The handsome young man smiled.
"But when the general is back, why is it even more chaotic than before?" The girl didn't seem to understand.
The handsome young man looked at his somewhat stunned sister helplessly and shook his head.
"The art of war is false and real, true and false, this trick, that person used it well."
"This one is fake!" The girl blinked her beautiful eyes.
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