"Hit the mark." The thieves realized that the Tsubame = the ranged attack they had encountered before might just be a cover. Now it's the real killer move.

Burst......-

500-MISS.

Yan Shisan's eyes lit up. Behind this thief is not bad. I was able to dodge him in such a short period of time. Having such a good back in the early game. In the future, it will definitely be the hand thieves of the dark camp.

Half of the blood on the thief's body was knocked out by Yan Thirteen. The expression on his face was very worried. This concern is not due to the high attack power of Yan Thirteen. It's not because the other party is a mad thief Yan Thirteen. It's because . After being stabbed by the opponent, his movement speed and attack speed were reduced by 30%. Flakes of frost appeared on the surface of the body.

"Not good." In the face of a master like Yan Thirteen. Speed is affected. There's almost no hope of victory over your opponent. The thief glanced at another companion who was being controlled by the Stuffy Stick skill. He now turned and ran. Maybe you can buy a little time for your companions.

Come to think of it. The thief turned around neatly. Directly enabled the sprinting skill.

"Sprint."

Whoosh ......

Just as the thieves turned and fled. In the distance, Yan Thirteen's body once again used the Fire Phoenix crossbow in his hand to shoot continuously at the thief. The thief who had just turned on his sprinting skill was startled. The body forcibly performed a continuous dodge during the running process-

MISS-MISS-MISS-MISS-MISS.

A few fiery phoenixes flew past his body. The thief was about to breathe a sigh of relief. I felt a pain in my body. Immediately after that, I found that my health bar was empty. Hung directly on the ground.

"Assassination from the next position." Yan 13 escaped when the thief turned around and turned on the sprint skill. also directly turned on the sprint skill to chase and kill. Both turned on their sprinting skills. But Yan Thirteen's speed bonus is much faster than him. Sprinting skills are on. Caught up with the thieves directly. He swung the dagger twice in succession. The Alternate Assassination skill takes away the Thief's HP.

System Prompt: You have killed a player from the Dark Faction. Battlefield honor is increased by 3.

"I want to run. No way." Yan Thirteen smiled. Turned around and went back to the same place again. The dagger flew up and down quickly.

Puff Puff ......-

400-400-400-400.

System Prompt: You have killed a player from the Dark Faction. Battlefield honor is increased by 3.

Two high-end Rogue players of the Skeleton Guild fell to the ground. These two guys are in good luck. None of the equipment exploded.

"That's a lot of movement."

"Good precision calculations."

Both fell to the ground. The two of them couldn't imagine that their first encounter with Yan Shisan would end so quickly. The two of them weren't even able to make a move against Yan Thirteen. It's a pity that I was killed by the other party.

In addition to Yan Thirteen's meticulous thoughts. For the first time, they saw Yan Shisan's superb stealth skills. Hell-not. Two people were approached by a thief. I didn't feel it at all. Two people were killed by one person. I didn't hit a single attack. Two to one is still beaten like this. Such a record would be absolutely impossible in a skeleton.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

"Wind Walk." -

MISS-MISS-MISS-MISS-MISS-MISS-200-200-200-200-200……

System Prompt: Your Mirror Clone's HP is empty. Dead.

The mirror doppelganger was drained of health by the men of the Dark Faction's Tomahawk Guild. It's a pity. The mirror image of Yan Thirteen that they killed. It's not the ontology of Yan Thirteen.

Whoosh......

"Sputtering." -

400-400-400-400-400-400-400-400-400-400-400-400……

The clerk shot at the pursuers behind him. Then Yan Thirteen's body disappeared into the forest. At the same time, it disappears from the player's sight.

"Boss. The brothers were killed two more. This time it was Yan Thirteen who shot. The kidnapper and the cigarette were attacked by Yan Shisan at close range. Directly killed by Yan Thirteen." Distance. Tomahawk guild boss's side. Standing is a player wearing a mask. The chest position is also a skull symbol. He's the boss of the Skeleton Guild. In his previous life, the famous bloodthirsty thief of the dark camp - Thorn.

Thorn listened to the report of his brother next to him. Nodding. There is no special change in the expression.

"The thief is here this time. Get him. Five million gold coins are yours. At the same time I will fulfill my promise. Tell you that S is the starting condition of the mission." The boss of the Tomahawk Guild became very uneasy when he heard the three words Yan Thirteen. Thief Yan XIII. Not the average person. The group of people around them. Nor are the average person. Their guild dispatched a large number of guild personnel to the bakery and clear the people here. For this, I have offended many people and many forces. I don't want to be so defeated.

"Okay." That's all Thorn said. Then he turned around. Walk towards the perimeter. Behind him, more than a dozen members of the Skull Guild followed behind him.

"Boss. Can this thorn kill Yan Thirteen?" After the treacherous man is gone. The vice president of the Tomahawk Guild stepped forward. He wasn't optimistic about thorns. Although this thief is strong. But faintly. He felt that the mad thief Yan Thirteen was stronger.

Tomahawk passed the words of the vice president. He also frowned. The vice president's worries are not his worries. The Bright Camp's Thief Yan Thirteen. The undefeated record has become a myth in the circle of professional online game players. The absolute king of the throne of mythology. How could anyone be assassinated so easily?

"I hope the thorn will succeed. He's the best thief in our main city. Yan Thirteen's reputation is great. But so far, it seems that there is no faction that has fought against you, a master player of the white thief class. And this time we have home advantage. After all, we are more people and less people this time. There's still some hope of winning." Tomahawk looked at the vice president. Barely allowed himself to reveal a wry smile. Just about to speak. The legendary boss not far away suddenly chose to rage for some reason.

Roar...... Roar...... Roar...... Roar...... Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

"The warrior player freezes. Why is this guy so mad?" The melee players of the Tomahawk Guild looked at the legendary boss in front of them in wonder.