Although he felt as if he had been seriously cheated, Mo Jian still had to do it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's hard to do a magic mission, and it took so much time and energy, it's impossible to give up halfway.

While the torrent of sword blades was still circling, Mo Jian hurriedly rushed over and came to the iron felt.

The sword in his hand was already put away, and he held it in his left hand with the sheath, and his free right hand grabbed the hammer and struck it the felt.

"Ding"! A crisp metal knock sound suddenly spread throughout the sword shrine.

Originally, Mo Jian thought that after striking like this, the speed of the sword blade torrent should slow down a little, but what he didn't expect was that it was okay not to knock, this knock, the flight speed of the blade torrent was faster, and he rushed down towards him with a U-turn!

Mo Jian hurriedly let go, threw away the hammer and flashed to the side.

The torrent of sword blades flew dangerously past him, and Mo Jian half-leaned back, just looking at the tail of the torrent whistling in front of his eyes, and the strong wind that swept by, there was a feeling of suffocation.

When the last blade on the tail swept by, Mo Jian hurriedly stepped forward again, picked up the hammer and struck the felt again.

Another crunch.

Mo Jian originally wanted to take advantage of the attack interval of the sword blade torrent to hit the iron felt as much as possible, but what he didn't expect was that the second blow couldn't be knocked at all, and the system prompted him that the interval between each tap was fifteen seconds!

As a last resort, Mo Jian could only drop the hammer, because the torrent of sword blades attacked again.

For the rest of the time, Mo Jian had been entangled with the torrent of blades, and every time he dodged an attack, he rushed up and struck the iron felt as much as he could.

However, every time he struck the iron felt, it would cause the attack frequency of the sword blade torrent to increase a little bit, and after knocking it more than thirty times, the sword blade torrent almost just passed in front of Mo Jian's body, and as soon as he turned around, he immediately pounced again.

The frequency of attacks has increased, which means that the time left for Mo Jian to hit the iron felt is getting shorter and shorter, and by this time, Mo Jian has already understood the difficulty of this task, which is like letting himself stay in a closed room, and then the walls on all sides are slowly compressed.

It's only been more than thirty knocks, and Mo Jian has gradually felt that he is about to find a chance to strike, if he knocks a few more times, he will have to do it!?

For a while, Mo Jian was a little skeptical, whether anyone could complete this task!

Gritting his teeth, he knocked on the iron felt again a few times with difficulty, at this time, the flying of the sword blade torrent was about to turn into a light, and the attack frequency became almost every three seconds, Mo Jian felt that he was about to vomit blood, such an attack frequency, he only had time left to dodge, where was it possible to knock on the iron felt!?

Just when Mo Jian was tired of dealing with the attack of the torrent of sword blades, he heard a depressed cry from the poor milk in the team channel: "Damn, Xiaobai, we are all out!" ”

Mo Jian didn't dare to talk to him too distractedly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the torrent of sword blades that were about to turn into light, but he didn't dare to stop a step under his feet, and kept changing direction irregularly so that he could dodge the attack, so he could only answer in a hurry: "How is it?" ”

"No, this mission is too perverted!" The poor ** said bitterly: "I knocked so much about thirty times, and then I couldn't bear it anymore, I was hit twice in a row, and then I was sent out." ”

The quitting monk and Huahua also spoke in the team channel at this time, but the content was the same, and they were all sent out.

When the poor milk knocked on the back, it was already unsustainable, and so did Huahua and them, so it was slightly better to quit shooting monks, relying on Shaolin's strong defense and damage reduction effect, he struggled to knock a few more times than others.

However, it was only a few times, and the final number of strikes was only enough to break through forty, and then it was hit and sent out.

In fact, Mo Jian, who was in the sword shrine, didn't know that outside the sword shrine at this time, a large number of players were sent out because of the failure of the mission, and they were all scolding outside at this time, for no other reason, they felt that the setting of this task was too perverted!

Speaking of this task,Being hit once is generally not seconds.,It seems to have been deliberately set up like this.,In the early stage,The player can also rely on the potion to support the amount of blood to recover.,But with the increase in the number of hits,It's not so easy to carry it hard.。

Most players have stopped at more than 30 taps, and a small number of people who react faster have survived to more than 40 times, but this is almost the limit, and in the back, just dodging attacks is enough to keep players busy, let alone taking the time to tap on the felt.

Although the players are also mentally prepared, they feel that this divine soldier task will not be simple, but they never imagined that it would be metamorphosed like this, compared to the previous mountain guard, as well as the two parts of brushing the fame of the Sword Villa, the difficulty of the last step in the sword shrine is too great for the player!

Mo Jian didn't expect it to be like this, hearing the poor milk tell him about the situation outside, he was stunned, he couldn't dodge in time, and was swept by the tail of the sword blade torrent, and he was also knocked out at the same time as he lost blood.

He got up and quickly ran away from the spot again, a torrent of blades whizzing past him......

Mo Jian naturally understands the pain of scolding the female players outside, and can understand it by looking at his current situation, however, unlike the players outside, Mo Jian was not angry because of the perversion of the task, although he also frowned secretly, but Mo Jian still maintained that calmness and calmness.

According to their descriptions and the scolding of the players outside, it is easy to give people the illusion that this divine soldier mission may not be completed at this stage, but Mo Jian doesn't think so, since the official has opened the divine soldier mission now, it means that they think that someone should be able to pass.

Therefore, Mo Jian believes that the increase in the speed of this sword blade torrent is actually limited, and it is impossible to increase it indefinitely, in that case, this task will really be unsolvable.

But where is the limit? Forty strokes, or fifty strokes?

Mo Jian estimated that it was very likely that in the number of fifty times, the sword blade torrent would reach its limit, because the players who failed the mission outside had indeed passed forty taps.

However, although the limit value can be estimated, how to achieve it is another matter, Mo Jian does not dare to knock on the iron felt at all now, because if he can't find a way to solve this task, and then let the torrent speed increase, he will inevitably be sent out of the sword mound because of the failure of the mission.

Thinking quickly in his mind and looking around at the same time, this is the feeling that Mo Jian cultivated when he played games before, and his intuition told him to find a way to find other ways when he was in trouble.

They were in the team channel, so let Mo Jian come out too, but Mo Jian was unwilling, and replied: "I'll try again" and then temporarily blocked the team channel.

Mo Jian has been running around, and now he can't stop at all, looking at it again, the torrent of sword blades stabbed at him with the bronze sword as the head, Mo Jian's heart suddenly moved: Does it have to be effective to hit the iron felt with a hammer?

It's good not to think so, thinking about it like this, Mo Jian suddenly realized the unreasonableness of the hammer strike interval, if every stroke like this will cause the speed of the blade to increase, then why can the hammer only strike once in fifteen seconds?

Try! Mo Jian made up his mind in his heart, and in the continuous movement, he slowly leaned towards the iron felt again.

This time, after he came to the edge of the iron felt, he did not pick up the hammer and struck it, but quickly compared the position of the iron felt, his own position, and the position of the torrent of sword blades, trying to keep the three in a straight line!

Seeing the torrent coming, Mo Jian predicted it, and then dodged!

However, to his disappointment, the torrent of blades flew into the air again with an upward angle after it didn't hit him.

did not let the bronze sword led by Mo Jian collide with the iron felt as Mo Jian thought.

Isn't that okay, or is it ......

Mo Jianyi frowned, got a little closer to the iron felt again, and then started eight steps to catch the cicada, but he didn't move immediately, but stood in place and waited for the sword blade to attack.

He found that he might have dodged a little earlier just now, because he didn't turn on the light power just now, and he didn't have a movement speed bonus, so in order to be able to dodge accurately, he must have moved his steps a little bit earlier, perhaps because of this advance time, causing the sword blade torrent to also fly into the air in advance.

This time, he decided to play a dim sum heartbeat, using the movement speed bonus of eight steps to catch the cicada, and do an extreme dodge to see!