The battle is getting more and more intense, after the initial mutual temptation, everyone began to take the battle in front of them seriously, maybe some of them don't want to fight, but if you don't want to fight, it doesn't mean that others will let you go.

In the face of the siege of the two, he was obviously a little caught off guard, so he could only try his best to parry, and the two of them were sure that his strength was weaker because he didn't have a spiritual weapon, so they both planned to deal with him first, and then compete with each other.

He has the same treatment, it is the person who was attacked and broke his arm at the beginning, fortunately, the other party has a strange shield in his hand, and he practices a strange body method, and the attacks of both people will be dodged when they are about to touch him just now.

There are two people left, one is holding a crossbow, and the other is not knowing how many hidden weapons are hidden, and they have attacked each other tentatively several times, but neither side has taken advantage, so the two of them have become horns for each other, and no one dares to act rashly.

The sword-wielding monk who was the first to strike, as if he saw that the two people joined forces to besiege and did not take down the guy with the shield, suddenly became a little annoyed and angry, and as soon as the sword in his hand was taken off, he attacked the shield monk directly, and after being blocked by the other party, he did not fall and did not return to the sword-wielding monk's hand, and turned behind the shield monk in a strange posture, and cut a big hole behind the opponent's back.

The sword-wielding monk stood in the distance with his right hand and pointed at the sword, waving it in the air, and the long sword hanging in the air also moved with his fingers, the long sword was less limited by being held, and it could attack the shield-wielding monk at various angles in the air.

The shield monk, who could have been able to parry, was suddenly confused by this tricky attack method, and the two wounds on his body were constantly bleeding, and he was gradually unable to resist the attacks of the two people.

The long knife in Wu Ming's hand at this moment has broken a section, which was cut by the long knife monk he faced just now, the long knife in the other party's hand is different from the ordinary knife, the blade has no arc and no tip, like a bladed ring ruler, but it is extremely sharp, just now with the long knife in Wu Ming's hand as soon as it came into contact with Wu Ming's knife tip, so scared that Wu Ming can only dodge, and no longer dare to touch it.

The spear-wielding monk had a silver-white spear in his hand, the body of the spear was engraved with nine flying dragons, and above the tip of the spear, there was a phoenix with wings spreading.

If it goes on like this, the shield monk and Wu Ming himself will definitely be the first or two people to be killed, he is anxious but helpless, if the Holy Slaughter is in his hands, not to mention that he can win steadily, how can he be regarded as having the power to resist, but unfortunately the Holy Slaughter and the parchment scroll were taken away by Li Qianfeng, and he didn't have time to get them back.

"Puff ......" The feather arrow passed through his chest, and the monk who was at Edgeworth looked at the tip of the arrow on his chest in disbelief, he never thought that the person who had been confronting the guy with the hidden weapon on the side could attack him.

Immediately after, a short knife slashed through his neck, and his head rose to the sky, and blood sprayed the man who was holding a monk with two knives and had just fought side by side, and turned around and cut off his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he probably didn't expect to die that he would be the first to fall.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the long sword that lost control also fell, and after fighting for so long, the first person finally died, and for some reason, everyone present exhaled softly, as if a stone in their hearts had landed.

There was a rare pause in the battle, looking at the headless corpse, Wu Ming's gaze fell on the opponent's uncontrollable sword, that sword was different from the Holy Slaughter, the sword body was simple and unpretentious, like an iron sword that could be seen everywhere in the rivers and lakes.

Just as Wu Ming was thinking about how to pick up the sword as a weapon, the shield-wielding monk kicked the sword at Wu Ming's feet, and the latter's face immediately became cloudy.

Wu Ming really wanted to take this sword, but he was thinking that he would take it quietly after the fight would start later, show the enemy weakness, and then a thunderous blow was the best strategy, and now in front of everyone, the sword is in his hands, not only the two people around him will not let him go, but others will also be more attentive to themselves.

Originally, after the death of the sword-wielding monk, the next person targeted must be the shield-wielding monk who has been seriously injured, and this small action of the other party is equivalent to pulling himself and him on the same line, if the other party is intentional, this heart is too vicious.

With a gloomy face, Wu Ming bent down and picked up the sword, it was useless to think so much now, it was better to try his best to defeat the others in front of him first.

As soon as his waist straightened up, there was a spear with a sound of breaking the air in front of him, Wu Ming, who was holding a weapon in his hand, was no longer as flustered as just now, he held the sword in both hands and opened the spear, jumped up and slashed down at the other party's head, but the raised sword had not yet been chopped, his side was kicked by someone, and the whole person involuntarily flew out and fell to the ground.

He didn't have time to react, and when he looked up, the knife-wielding monk had already arrived in front of him, and the long knife was slanted, actually trying to split himself from his crotch, and at the critical moment, a shield stood in front of him, blocking him from a fatal blow.

A feather arrow broke through the air, aiming at the shield-holding monk, Wu Ming hurriedly raised his sword to block the feather arrow, and after taking away the shield-holding monk from the ghost gate, he smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to pull Wu Ming up.

The knife-wielding monk still wanted to attack, but he didn't notice that a flying knife flying towards him was pierced in the calf, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.

The tip of the spear easily entered his chest, and the knife-wielding monk struggled a little and there was no movement, two of the eight people had died, Wu Ming grabbed the shield-wielding monk's hand and stood up, only to hear the other party say lightly: "My name is Mu Qing." ”

"Wu Ming. Wu Ming didn't talk nonsense, after saying his name, he clenched the sword in his hand and continued to prepare for the battle, the voice in his head continued, proving that just two dead people were not enough.

It's just that this Mu Qing seems to like Wu Ming very much, and after protecting the shield in front of the two of them, he continued: "After getting this shield, after decades of hard work, except for a few people who are close to me, you are the first person to talk to me, looking at today's scene, it is probably the last." ”

The other party's speech is a little jerky when he speaks, and some words are not particularly clear and accurate, and he seems to be really not good at speaking