Flying down the hillside, getting closer and closer to the bloodthirsty front of the sword, as far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of bloodthirsty people with the sword, stretching to the foot of the mountain in the distance. Nie Yan slowly approached them from behind.

Magic and fierce battles are raging in the front, but there is a leisurely scene in the rear, with many players sitting on the ground, discussing the battle ahead, and it is not their turn to play for the time being. The scattered players are piled up in piles, gathered into small teams, and the players staying here are not elites, at most they are upper-class players. They didn't worry at all that a large army would come from behind, and the news of the bloodthirsty war knife was still very well-informed, as long as a large army came, they would have enough time to react.

Nie Yan observed for a moment and touched the place where the crowd was most dense behind him.

A bunch of about twenty or so sword-thirsty players were gathering together, sitting idly chatting.

"Do you say we win this time, or do you want the people from the Ox tribe to win?" A gray-robed mage of the Word asked, his lack of confidence in the bloodthirsty sword.

"It's hard to say, although we are fighting away from home and there are relatively few people, but there are ironclad trebuchets with a range of five hundred yards, as long as we defend well and push all the way through, is it possible that we are still afraid of the cattle tribe? You see that now the cattle tribe has been shrinking in the Cripps Fortress and dare not come out, if it continues to bombard like this, the Cripps Fortress will sooner or later become a ruin, I don't know how many shells the Crazy Knife Boss has prepared, dare to bombard indiscriminately like this. Our guild has been preparing for this big battle for at least five or six days, and I estimate that the amount of ammunition can last at least three or four days. "A forty-fifth-level mad swordsman with a golden suit all over his body, he is obviously the captain of this group of players, and he knows a lot of news.

He seemed more optimistic.

The players next to him were influenced by him and were full of hope.

The battle knife is bloodthirsty and wants to win, but it is not so simple, Nie Yan smiled coldly, sneaked past them, they were still chatting, and they did not notice Nie Yan's trace at all. With their perception, they would not be able to detect Nie Yan's stealth without entering a one-yard range.

Nie Yan quickly touched the place where a group of priests gathered, priests are the key protection objects of the guild in wartime, important strategic resources, and usually gather in several large teams. Nie Yan took a look, there were at least five hundred or so priests in the vicinity, and there were similar priest teams in other places.

The priests were walking back and forth, they were also discussing siege warfare, and their boss had said that if the guild war with the oxen tribe failed, the Bloodthirsty Warriors would have to be disbanded, and their people would be returned to the Mage Alliance and the Holy Guardian, which made them very unhappy, and they were ready to let go one by one.

Nie Yan slowly entered the middle of this group of priests, the distance between him and each of them was only about two or three yards, Nie Yan could clearly see the faces of each of them, such a close distance, it was easy to be spotted, he turned on the disappearing state, improving his stealth effect.

Nie Yan suddenly stopped, because there were three priests walking towards him, the distance was getting closer and closer, only about three yards, he had no way out, Nie Yan hurriedly sent a message to the Bright Sword Light and them: "Do it!" ”

On the hillside in the distance, the bright sword light was overlooking the battlefield, and the people below were crowded, like ants.

"I don't know what's going on over there, he's almost there." The bright sword light looked back at the others, the other twenty-nine people had already gathered, and a magic teleportation array was set up on the ground, and they were all gearing up and eager to try.

Next, let the bloodthirsty sword suffer a little.

The water-colored cigarette butt walked up from the side and asked, "There is no news from Nirvana yet?" ”

At this moment, the bright sword light received Nie Yan's message, his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice in the team chat: "Start teleporting!" ”

There was a burst of excitement on everyone's faces, and they all entered the magic teleportation array, and the bright sword light took out a scroll from the backpack and began to read, a dazzling pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping the thirty people inside, the light stopped, and everyone disappeared in place.

Three bloodthirsty priests with war knives walked towards Nie Yan head-on, approaching Nie Yan, less than a yard away from Nie Yan, one of the priests suddenly felt something, and his face changed: "There is a thief!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Nie Yan suddenly burst out, and the sword of Zeenard in his hand slashed through his throat.

A sword seals the throat! -

1637, Spike!

The priests were suddenly attacked, and the people around them were thrown into chaos.

"There are thieves!"

"Kill him!"

Nie Yan entered a stealth state and flashed quickly among them, they were in a mess, and some priests condensed white light in their hands, light technique!

White balls of light flew upward, and white light poured down.

In the dazzling white light, I saw a figure flashing by, here are all priests, their defense is low, Nie Yan is tantamount to a tiger entering a flock, there are targets everywhere!

He waved the sword of Zeenard and rushed to a priest, who turned around and wanted to run, only to see the flaming long sword in Nie Yan's hand, slashing down with a sword behind his back, and the sharp sword of Zeennard tore through his cloth armor without any suspense, killing in seconds!

One after another holy light sanctions fell towards Nie Yan, and he was about to hit Nie Yan.

Wind Walk!

Nie Yan used the invincible effect of the Wind Walk to block the Holy Light sanction, and quickly pounced in front of the other Holy Word Priest, Zeenard's sword swung down, and in the frightened eyes of that priest, it was another instant kill!

Nie Yan's attack was sharp and unmatched!

"It's the mad thief Nirvana!" At this time, someone in the crowd recognized Nie Yan and shouted in panic.

"It's the mad thief Nirvana of the Cattle Tribe!"

They didn't expect that Nie Yan would suddenly appear here, this is the bloodthirsty hinterland of the war knife, there are so many players on the periphery, and none of them found that Nie Yan sneaked in?

Nothing seems impossible for the mad thief Nirvana!

Nie Yan's terrifying attack was terrifying!

Some of the priests fled in panic, while others chanted magic and began to fight back.

With his unparalleled speed, Nie Yan rushed between them, basically one sword at a time.

"Don't run, let's second him together!" A priest shouted in a deep voice.

Dozens of priests, some use light magic, some chant attack magic, if they work together, dozens of attack magic down, even if Nie Yan is strong, he will be directly seconded.

Just as they were chanting magic, a huge pillar of light fell from the sky, and suddenly there were thirty more people around, it was a brilliant sword light for them!

This time it was lively, and the thirty people quickly adapted to the environment in front of them, and the soldiers moved first.

Charge!

Collision!

A group of soldiers charged in all directions, like tanks running over, and suddenly blossomed in all directions.

The priests were caught off guard, they didn't have time to escape, and the priests were approached by the soldiers, and their tragic situation can be imagined, let alone such a sudden situation.

At this time, the water-colored cigarette butt suddenly jumped high, about five or six yards, like a dragon, and pounced downward, and the Mercasse Storm Sword in his hand slashed down with a sword, the sword body was wrapped in a violent whirlwind and electricity, and the sword skyrocketed out of five yards, and a sword slammed down, slashing into the group of priests, and in an instant, dozens of white lights floated up, and a piece fell in seconds.

Wu Feng easily killed a priest, glanced over there, and said in amazement: "Boss Water, what kind of skill is this?" ”

"Storm Slash, how's it going, isn't it?" The water-colored cigarette butt was quite colorful, and another collision knocked five or six priests flying.

At this time, Black Heaven and the leading eldest brother Qizai all displayed advanced blessing skills, and pillars of light fell, shining on all the members of the surrounding cattle tribes, and the surnames of these team members suddenly skyrocketed.

Sun, Hammer and other thieves pounced on the group of priests like meteors.

Most of the priests were swept away in an instant, all of this happened too suddenly, from the appearance of the bright sword light and others to the crazy slashing, it was only less than a minute, and the bloodthirsty players around them hadn't even had time to react, Nie Yan's group teleportation could be described as unexpected!

The thirty-one people of the Oxen tribe were divided into four groups and rushed to kill in all directions, like four sharp knives inserted into the bloodthirsty heart of the war knife.

They ran rampant, slaughtering all the way, and suddenly there were corpses all over the ground.

On the hillside in the distance, the Bloodthirsty Knife received the news from below, and looked in the direction of the group of priests, where there was already chaos, and the huge bloodthirsty array of war knives was actually torn open, and at least more than three hundred priest players were killed in less than a minute.

"What's going on?" The winged angel asked as he looked at the bloodthirsty knife next to him, and he also noticed the chaos on the plains in the distance.

"It's the Cattle Tribe, the mad thief Nirvana led dozens of people from the Cattle tribe to suddenly teleport in, it's a group teleportation skill!" The Bloodthirsty Madness Knife was a little dignified, and he was still wondering why the Cattle Tribe had not moved until now, and the appearance of Nie Yan and the others was undoubtedly announcing that the Cattle Tribe's counterattack was about to begin!

The winged angel looked over there, the bloodthirsty man with the sword was gnawed off a lot, he showed a thoughtful expression, the mad thief Nirvana, I don't know what kind of person it is, he has seen some information about Nirvana, the mad thief Nirvana, can be described as famous.

But so what?

The Winged Angel suddenly smiled and said, "Let's go and meet him together." ”

He took the Parente Firebird Longbow behind him and flew in the direction where Nie Yan was, the speed was extremely fast, like a frightening flash, the most commendable thing about the demon hunters was their speed. Bloodthirsty Knife and dozens of other players followed, skimming across the plains.

~~ Thanks to the Divine Stick Brothers for becoming the thirty-second leader of the thief line, the Divine Stick is mighty

(To be continued)