"Scroll!" Ye Feng's left hand suddenly appeared with a crumpled parchment ——— magic scroll.

"Wind Strike!" Thief's level 49 attack skill, thief, as a class that can create damage miracles in "Light", level 49's single sneak attack skill Wind Strike, is definitely a terrifying move.

Any thief with average equipment can hit a 4-digit number with a full blow in the back of the target, and with such high damage, many spell-based players may even be killed in an instant! If there is any weakness in it, it is undoubtedly the slow pace and sluggish shots.

But 2 seconds of darkness is too long.

From the moment the dark temptation worked, the reaction time Ye Feng only used 0.036 seconds, which was definitely the best reaction speed of a teenager.

But for Ye Feng, it was not a perfect reaction, and maybe he was distracted.

Changing the dagger, it takes 0.02 seconds, calculate the best coordinates, 0.02 seconds, move to the swordsman's side, 1.5 seconds, use the scroll, 0.05 seconds, and the cast time of Wind Strike ———0.8 seconds!

In other words——— swordsman had every chance to open his eyes and find that Ye Feng was behind him and would use a level 40 thief's high-damage attack skill on himself!

"Discovery doesn't necessarily mean being able to cope." Ye Feng confidently walked towards the swordsman, the observation in the previous few minutes was by no means only the intelligence collection of the enemy's equipment, attributes, and strength, but also the enemy's own reaction ability, psychological endurance, the degree to which emotions are easy to get out of control, some unconscious habits, and the test of adaptability!

"0.5 seconds."

This is Ye Feng's estimation of the time it takes for a swordsman to strain.

At the same time that the Flame of Light hit the three of them for the first time, Ye Feng was already estimating the approximate time of the three of them.

When a rookie is PK, he often simply uses skills to deduct the enemy's HP, and when the opponent's strength is worse, or his luck is good, he can successfully deduct the enemy's HP to 0, then it is a successful killing.

And a master, every attack is by no means simply reducing the life of the opponent, and often at the same time is also carrying out a kind of temptation and intelligence collection!

Back in the 2D era, it was concluded that most players would choose to flee to the top of the display screen or to the upper right corner of the display when they were suddenly attacked.

How many thousands of players are attacked and attacked every day?

But the one who is really aware of this and uses it to earn money in the game is the one who is really master.

Masters are often just able to smell more than others in a certain thing, but they often contain other deep meanings in every action.

0.036 + 0.02 + 0.02 + 1.5 + 0.05 + 0.8 = 2.426 seconds.

Excluding the temptation of darkness, the 2-second blindness time, 0426 seconds, is by no means enough for a swordsman to strain!

When the swordsman opened his eyes, the figure of the hateful priest had been lost in front of him, and at this time, the paladin had just moved to the vicinity of the swordsman and cast a magic 'holy baptism' on the swordsman to break the bad state.

And the mage, the one whose reaction speed was evaluated by Ye Feng as the best among the three, shouted loudly to remind his companions.

"He's behind you!"

Yes, I'm in the back.

0.426 seconds, 0.426 seconds after the swordsman regained his eyesight, just before he reacted and was about to dodge, Ye Feng had already pierced the original dagger into the swordsman's body.

"Wind Strike!"

－1200！

"What's going on!" A sharp pain came from the back of the heart, and the cold feeling was mixed with the rough blade rubbing the swordsman's muscles!

"I'm dead?" The swordsman who fell to the ground was surprised to find that his blood groove had instantly turned into an empty bottom.

"I'm dead?!" The swordsman muttered in disbelief, he couldn't believe that he still had more than 1,000 HP left, and he would be killed in an instant! Moreover, this person who killed himself in seconds was not a thief, not a warrior, not a mage, or even a summoner who could summon high-level magical beasts!

A pastor, yes, is a priest!

Although he didn't use the Priest's proud skill, although the state magic he had in him was a necromancer's skill from the beginning!

But he died at the hands of a priest!

"It's worthy of an A-rank scroll, and the attack power is not to be said." Ye Feng quickly squatted down and picked up the big sword dropped by the swordsman and a note-like thing next to him, although the level 44 two-handed light sword was not very good, it was not a big problem to sell tens of thousands of gold coins.

"This guy is horrible."

The swordsman thought silently, maybe from the beginning, he decided that he would use the skill of reducing physical defense and increasing magic defense when he entered the dark state, if he didn't use the 'Blood Eater Cloak', then the wind blow might not be able to hit the number of 1200, and he might not be able to get himself!

I didn't expect this priest, who even had tattered clothes, to have an A-grade scroll!

Dao Bingbing was on the side, seeing that Ye Feng actually killed a swordsman with an A-level magic scroll, he couldn't help but be surprised to cover the slightly opened sandalwood mouth with his plain hand, this villain is obviously very powerful, but just now he had to make the appearance that he couldn't beat others, and he was worried in vain, it was really bad!

Appraisal Master Dao Bingbing, his understanding of the grading and preciousness of the scroll in the light can definitely be ranked to the level of the first grade.

Although a super high-attack scroll like 'Wind Strike' is only of the A-rank grade, the actual price is definitely above the average A-rank scroll, and it is not impossible to meet some perverted spell players who want to collect it, and even sell it for millions of gold coins.

This scoundrel! It's not distressing to use such an expensive scroll, but you can't afford to buy a piece of clothing, and people with abnormal brains are really different from ordinary people! Dao Bingbing pursed her lips, she really couldn't remember what words to use to evaluate Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't have time to pick up the potions on the ground and other things, although he knew that the potions burst by the swordsmen who came out to do the ten impossible tasks were definitely low resistance, but the paladins were close to him, and it was better to pick up the potions now than after killing them all!

I'm afraid the same trick won't work, Ye Feng thought in a low voice.

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, but there was no trace of annoying feeling, but only showed a noble and unruly temperament, at this moment, Ye Feng seemed to be completely detached from this world, ethereal like a ghost floating on Dragon Mountain in the night, light like a quiet wind flowing on the clouds, at this moment, Ye Feng completely made people feel the mundaneness of human beings.

"Then let's make a cameo appearance as a real necromancer!"