In the face of the sudden change, Yin Feng Liu'er was obviously a little overwhelmed, but when she saw Ye Xingyu next to her, she was slightly relieved.

Ye Xingyu looked at the vast white sea of fog around him, frowned slightly, and vigilantly put his sword in front of him.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and the other party should hide in the sea of fog and watch him and Yin Feng Liu'er, and wait for the best time to make a move.

Ye Xingyu walked back and forth, and observed the surroundings intently.

His purpose is very simple, first, to lure the other party to make a move, and second, to keep the position of the body to minimize the flaws exposed by himself.

There was silence all around, and there was no sound except for their footsteps. It's as if there really isn't a third person here.

However, Ye Xingyu always felt a faint killing intent surrounding them, as if it was a poisonous snake that had locked onto its prey, and it could launch a fatal blow to them at any time.

1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours...... 5 hours.

For nearly 6 hours, Ye Xingyu and Yin Feng Liu'er were in a state of nervousness at the beginning, and then the two chatted from time to time, and then fell into silence, but they did not encounter any attacks during this time.

For an animal like a human, timely silence is conducive to the brain's thinking, but if a person is in a state of near-dead silence in a tense state for a long time, it is easy to cause mental exhaustion.

Ye Xingyu is also a person who likes to be quiet, he often walks alone under the stars at night, but this time it makes him feel terrible to be quiet.

The sense of loneliness and loss poured into his heart for no reason, his parents left inexplicably, and the hardships of being alone from childhood to adulthood flashed through his mind one by one.

The indifference of passers-by and the crowd of people coming and going under the traffic light appeared in his mind, and I would probably be like this in my life, and a gray sense of decadence gradually blindfolded his eyes.

"That's not right!" An instinctive sense of crisis rose from his heart.

Just when Ye Xingyu was stunned, a dagger with a cold light suddenly stabbed him from behind.

Ye Xingyu was taken aback, but without the blessing of spiritual perception, coupled with the flaws in his mind, he was stunned to make his reaction speed slower than before by nearly a second.

"Critical Attack, -74"

Ye Xingyu endured the pain, turned around and blocked the dagger that wanted to stab him again.

Ye Xingyu took three steps back, looking at the wound that was only a few inches away from his heart, he gasped.

Nearly three-quarters of his blood volume was gone with one blow, and if it weren't for the crisis consciousness he had cultivated for a long time to play a role at a critical juncture, he would have been hung up at this moment.

And if Ye Xingyu didn't guess wrong, the other party's level should also be level zero, and the equipment was also the most ordinary white equipment, otherwise with his 100 points of blood, there was no possibility of surviving.

Hit the highest output with the worst gear at the best time, this is definitely a pro-level assassin!

Ye Xingyu and the assassin's move was very small, but for advanced players, it was enough to capture.

After Feng Liu'er came to her senses, she saw Ye Xingyu's movements and the changes in the amount of blood on her head, as well as a white-clothed assassin who was only a few feet away from them, and immediately realized what had happened.

Seeing that the blow missed, the white-clothed assassin laughed a few times mockingly, and suddenly his figure began to dim.

One hit misses, and it is thousands of miles away.

"Stealth." Because of the wind, Liu'er said suddenly.

Ye Xingyu looked at the assassin in front of him, his eyes were full of fierceness, he finally found the enemy, how could he let him go?

"S-Drift"

Ye Xingyu's figure suddenly became illusory, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the assassin, and stabbed towards the assassin's throat with a sword. Ye Xingyu didn't mean to be merciful.

"Ding, your attack interrupts the assassin's stealth state"

The figure of the assassin who was about to disappear froze and reappeared.

However, there was no panic in the assassin's eyes, and instead he sneered.

Just when Ye Xingyu's sword was about to stab the assassin, the assassin's figure suddenly became in a trance, and then, the figure actually turned into two, abruptly separated from the middle to the two sides, and two identical white-clothed assassins appeared in front of Ye Xingyu and Yin Feng Liu'er, with mockery on their faces.

"Mirror doppelganger!" The wind on the side suddenly screamed in surprise.

Ye Xingyu was also stunned, isn't this because of Feng Liu'er's mirror doppelganger? And it looks more skilled than Yin Feng Liu'er's cast, and he can actually turn into two in an instant, without any flaws.

Ye Xingyu saw that his sword was missing, and without hesitation, he continued to stab directly at one of them, but that person didn't dodge, took a step forward, and leaned forward.

"Bell" is another metal collision sound.

"Block, a silver lining!"

"Damage immunity!"

Ye Xingyu was a little moved at this time, could it be said that this assassin could copy all the skills on them?

No, to be precise, a replica that is almost perfect than the original!

At this moment, a sharp sword shadow swept towards Ye Xingyu, but it was the other figure that ghostly launched a sneak attack from behind Ye Xingyu.

"Bell!"

Yin Feng Liu'er on the side moved, and used a dagger to block this blow for Ye Xingyu.

"Both of these are entities?" Ye Xingyu was a little surprised. Ye Xingyu looked at these two figures in disbelief.

It stands to reason that the "mirror doppelganger" should be constructed as an illusion formed by the reflection of the optical path, but why are these two figures entities?

Without waiting for Ye Xingyu to understand, the pace of the figure in front of him changed, and Ye Xingyu only glanced at it and immediately understood what kind of skill this was, S-shaped drift.

Before the figure in front of him could completely unleash the S-shaped drift, Ye Xingyu had already withdrawn his long sword, and stabbed to the left rear with a sword, predicting the move.

Sure enough, just one breath later, the figure of the assassin appeared where he had stabbed him.

“-25”

A bloody light flashed over the Assassin's shoulder.

Ye Xingyu secretly said that it was a pity, the other party temporarily changed the landing point, otherwise this sword should have fallen on his neck.

However, Ye Xingyu also understands that it is good to predict the opponent's position and hit the damage, let alone stab the vital point.

However, the next moment, Ye Xingyu's heart gradually sank, and his face was a little ugly.

I saw that the white-clothed assassin's blood tank, which had originally dropped by a quarter, was actually restored little by little, but it was full again in a few breaths.

"Immortal?" Ye Xingyu was shocked.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, this, how to fight?

No, it's absolutely impossible not to die, otherwise this trial is a joke, since it's a trial, then there will definitely be a way to clear the level.

The more critical the situation, the calmer Ye Xingyu became, and he was thinking about countermeasures while fighting with the doppelganger in front of him.

“-46”

Due to Feng Liu'er's careless mistake, the white-clothed assassin caught the opportunity to kill almost half of her blood, but on the other hand, the blood tank was still full.

"One hit kills."

Ye Xingyu suddenly understood, this is an examination of assassins, it is said that the top assassins will only kill once, and once they shoot, it is a fatal blow, which requires the assassin to grasp the time, place, method and other aspects to the extreme.

Then he remembered the scene when he hit the core of the neck of the stone wolf puppet with one blow in prison, which was also level zero, and his strength was far inferior to that of the stone wolf, but he hit a fatal blow.

In other words, this game is the same as in reality, no matter how strong you are, even if a person is weaker than you, as long as he hits your fatal point, you also have only one way to die!

Thinking of this, Ye Xingyu immediately pulled a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and a fierce killing intent burst out from his body, and a sword drawing style was performed from the bottom up.

But the figure in front of him smiled disdainfully and did not dodge, the original dagger in his hand suddenly disappeared, and his hand turned into a long sword, and he also killed Ye Xingyu.

When the swords of the two were about to collide together, Ye Xingyu's body suddenly fell backwards, leaned back to avoid the sword of this sword, and used his remaining strength to cross the white-clothed assassin from the side.

The white-clothed assassin sneered.

S-shaped drift.

A 180-degree turn stabbed Ye Xingyu in the back.

At this time, Ye Xingyu didn't care about the long sword stabbed in his back at all, but aimed the long sword in his hand at another white-clothed assassin.

A trace of panic suddenly appeared on the face of the figure behind him.

Bet right!

"Poof", a blood light flashed, and the figure who was fighting with Yin Feng Liu'er looked at the long sword that pierced through his heart in disbelief, and the blood groove on his head was instantly empty, and he slowly fell.

And behind Ye Xingyu, a long sword stopped at a distance from Ye Xingyu's neck, and then slowly disappeared.