Qi Zhihao walked back and forth in the tent restlessly, he didn't expect that Lux would actually put them under house arrest in the barracks like this, not allowing them to move freely.

The thought of watching the camp points of the other guild squads increase, while they had to huddle in the camp tent in aggrieved state, Qi Zhihao felt that a nameless fire was burning.

What the! He obviously brought the news according to Quinn's request, and the arrow also confirmed the validity of this information.

But the result?

He looked around, looking at this rough marching camp tent, and secretly hated in his heart, he had already known that he and the Changfeng team would grab the task.

The devil knows how long they're going to be in captivity!

What's even more frustrating is that they can't rush out yet, this is the Demacia Lower Road Barracks, where a large number of soldiers who are about to go to battle have gathered.

Qi Zhihao was sure that as long as they made the slightest move, they would definitely be killed on the spot.

At this time, unbeknownst to him, he began to envy Yu Zhao for their mission.

And the object of his envy, Yu Zhao, sat on a tree stump, looked at the blue feather on his hand, thoughtfully.

Since Quinn's attitude has shown that he must accept such an attitude after listening to the mission, no matter how much the members of the Changfeng team slander, they must accept the task respectfully on the surface.

Just now, Quinn plucked a feather from Hua Luo and handed it to Yu Zhao, "Take it with you, just act in this area, don't leave, he will come to you." ”

After saying that, she raised her arm and threw Hua Luo, it grew directly in the wind, and before it could flap its wings back to its original size, Quinn took the opportunity to squat and jump, grabbed Hua Luo's claws, and went away with a gust of wind.

The Changfeng team was left to look at each other on the ground, looking at the distant Quinn with question marks on his head.

Not only do you want to fight with Tyrone, but you don't know when to do it?

And also limited here, and no extra points?

What's more, there's no time limit yet, and God knows when this Tyrone will pass by!

In this way, the Changfeng team was almost crucified here, and it was impossible to leave as long as they did not complete the mission.

As for sneaking away?

Escaping from battle has always been taboo on the battlefield, especially this kind of secret mission, but if it is known, its end will generally be miserable.

Besides, with an eagle on his head, who dares to move so blindly?

At least for now, it looks like the Long Wind Squad is almost insulated from the Faction Points.

However, to Yu Zhao's surprise, the rest of the team did not show any negative emotions such as impatience or depression under such conditions.

Even Zheng Xuan, who had the most desire to fight, didn't say much, silently closing his eyes and practicing illusions.

This made Yu Zhao a little confused, and secretly pulled Pei Hengwu aside to ask.

Pei Hengwu smiled, glanced at Zheng Xuan, and then said, "It's very simple, I want to kill heroes." ”

On the battlefield, heroes are protected by soldiers, and it can be a bit difficult to kill them while they are in chaos, and for various reasons, the scene is full of problems.

And now, the task is clearly that all they need to do is stop Tyrone in Shadow of the Blade alone, otherwise Quinn will not be able to let them delay Tyrone's time.

At that time, Tyrone had no soldiers around to protect him!

Yu Zhao suddenly realized that he still had differences with the rest of the team in terms of thinking, and in the end, it was still a bit of a bull's horn.

When looking at this problem from a different angle, it has become that the team currently has a chance to pull Tyrone's hatred, and the key point of the problem has become how to kill Tyrone.

In the game, Tyrone has four skills over and over again, and five skills with talent.

However, this is a live broadcast, and Tyrone's skills must be more than that, or in other words, he will magically modify the skills in these games to be able to play flowers.

At this time, the skills in the game can only serve as a reference at best, and cannot provide much effective information.

Moreover, Yu Zhao seriously suspected that Tyrone didn't need to use skills at all, just ordinary punches and kicks, which was estimated to be a problem for the Changfeng team.

Last time, Joe's combat effectiveness was obvious to everyone, and the shadow area was too large.

Even if it is said that the strength of everyone in the Changfeng team has improved by leaps and bounds now, if they meet Qiao again, it is estimated that it will be a fierce battle.

Not to mention that this is Tyrone alive, who has extremely rich combat experience, and how to solve Tyrone has become the first task.

Yu Zhao looked at this feather over and over again, fluttering, except for the beautiful color, there was no other strange place.

After thinking about this feather, Yu Zhao decided to keep it himself, maybe this feather could attract a wave of Tyrone's hatred and injury.

For the others, he didn't have much confidence that he would be able to defend against Tyrone's attack.

After all, Tyrone is a hero, he is still an assassin, and his single explosive ability is extremely strong, and even Pei Hengwu and Tao Yifei, who have the highest combat power in the Changfeng team, have no information to prevent Tyrone's attack.

Even though Yu Zhao had a poor man's version of the resurrection technique, the Destiny Coin, the assassin never left a living mouth, and he might have died in the blink of an eye.

No matter how strong the coin of fate is, it can't save the people who are dying.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Yu Zhaosi finally gritted his teeth and carried this feather with him.

Anyway, I still have a shit luck talent, this talent is activated when he may die or is about to die, as long as the gap with Tyrone's strength is not as big as imagined, then, Yu Zhao has a chance to survive, and the director and teacher can start performing happily.

Relatively speaking, Yu Zhao's set of reproduction

How does it attract Tyrone's attention?

What is Quinn doing again?

With such questions, the Changfeng team waited quietly in the wild area for a day, and the time came to the third day.

The light curtain pops up an announcement.

"Carry out daily points broadcasting,

Demacia camp: Six points in total.

Changfeng Guild: Two points

Crusader Guild: Two points

Grass Ring Guild: One point

Mercury Guild: One point.

Noxus camp: Four points in total

Falling Rain Xuan Guild: One point

Sunwalker Guild: Zero points

Falcon Guild: Two points

Puppeteer's Guild: One point. ”

In terms of scores, it is still Demacia's side that leads, but this lead is only a small lead, not a big advantage, and it is still in a stalemate.

At this time, Quinn was staring at the military camp in Noxus not far away, and through her far more than ordinary vision, she could see the two figures she had been waiting for for a long time.

One is dressed in an assassin costume with a hood, and his entire face is hidden under the hood, just like the Red Hooded Ones, who is Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade.

One was carrying two terrifying throwing axes, with a bare upper body, a moxican head, exaggerated raised eyebrows, reddish eyes, and a well-groomed beard, and that was the Glorious Executioner Delevingne, the younger brother of Darius, the Hand of Noxus.

Quinn didn't expect that even Draven was dispatched this time, and the situation changed.

But the arrow is on the bow and has to be sent.

Now that she has arrived here, it is impossible for her to go back empty-handed.

She couldn't help but think of the determined look in Lux's look at her before leaving, and the calm judgment, "That's the only way to do it, Quinn, we just need this way." ”

She's just a ranger and isn't good at head-on combat.

Tyrone is good at taking the head of people among the hosts, and he can come and go freely in the chaotic army.

And Draven is good at frontal attacks, and the two axes are extremely powerful, and he can't resist them for long with Lux's magic.

They can only take risks.

Plan, go!

She locked Tyrone with her qi machine from afar, and at the moment when she locked on to him, Tyrone felt something, and suddenly looked up and saw the black shadow far away in the sky.

"Quinn......" Tyrone muttered.

"What?" Draven didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously.

"Quinn, she's coming." Tyrone pointed to the dark shadow in the sky.

Draven followed his fingers, squinted at them, grinned, and turned to Tyrone, "What is she here for?" ”

Tyrone didn't speak, but a centurion next to him said respectfully: "My lord, this is her usual tactic, with the help of eagle-like eyes and speed, check our military situation, and then make a plan accordingly. ”

"Oh." Draedne subconsciously grasped the two throwing axes and licked his lips, "It's been a long time since I've seen an escaped prey, and I'm a little nostalgic." ”

It had been several days since he had been away from the arena for his participation in this battle, and if it weren't for the orders of his eldest brother Darius, he would have returned long ago to continue to show his superb skills.

It's just that the consequence of staying in the barracks and waiting for the fighter plane is that he has no one to perform in the past few days, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

This time, there was finally one more Quinn in front of him, and his interest was raised.

Quinn's name, which he also knew from army sources, was a lone ranger who flew around the sky with that obnoxious falcon.

I don't know if this time, it's his axe that is fast, or her falcon that flies fast.

Tyrone raised his hand, stopped Draven, and said calmly: "Darius's order is for us to destroy the tower, not to hunt down Quinn. ”

"Heh," Draven laughed disdainfully, gently clapping Tyrone's arm away, "Believe me, Tyrone, I am the one who knows Darius best, in his eyes, there is only one order from Noxus, and that is not to retreat, and if there is, it must not expose his back to the enemy." ”

His axe began to spin slowly, feeling his lips a little dry, his scarlet tongue licked his lips, his eyes gradually sharpening and becoming fanatical, "I feel like this is an interesting execution, isn't it?" He began to walk in the direction of Quinn.

"Aren't you afraid of an ambush?" Tyrone followed, as he spoke. His tone was calm, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"A gorgeous show needs an audience." Draven gave Tyrone a wicked smile, the murderous intent in his eyes growing, the axe spinning faster and faster, and he walking faster and faster.

He's starting to get excited.

"Inform the army to move forward, and we will be back soon." Tyrone grabbed a Noxian officer on the side of the road at random, ordered, and left the officer behind.

"Yes." The Noxian officer gave a Noxian salute to their distant backs.

High in the air, Quinn watched the two figures rush towards him, his dark golden eyes without any emotion, and gently patted Hua Luo's claws.

Hua Luo let out a long snort, turned around, and left into the distance.

"The plan, it's begun." The wind instantly took away her muttering, and she didn't know where to go.

"Can you catch up?" Delevingne looked at Quinn, who was far away, looked at Tyrone and asked, "Help me stop him." ”

Tyrone nodded, and then his speed increased dramatically, and his figure almost stretched into an afterimage, shuttling from forest to forest.

Now that you've decided to kill, the sooner the better.

The agility and reflexes required by the Assassins were vividly reflected at this time, as if they were racing in the wrong direction on the Ring Road during their commute, and the game was a heartbeat.

As long as he reacts a little slower, he will crash into the thick trunk of a tree, and at his speed he will be hurt a lot.

But Tyrone was able to dodge the onrushing trees with the smallest angle and force each time, and the distance between him and her kept closing.

Looking at the falcon, Tyrone had a trace of doubt in his heart - what did she want to do?

The brutal training gave him a strong physique and plenty of patience.

At one point, he chased his target for three full days, without sleep, until he plunged a dagger into the heart of his target, and he could catch up with him for days with such an intensity of pursuit.

But this time, the Assassin's hunch told him that something didn't seem quite right?