On the cliff on the west side of the beach, Fu Yunsheng looked at the five Persian galleons that were slowly approaching on the sea. The thick eyebrows furrowed into a capital eight. He now basically believes in Zhou Qi's judgment. Whether it was the Behemoth Legion or the hoplites that appeared later, they were all arranged to cover the movements of these ships.

At this time, a call from the team members came from the team channel. He looked back at the direction of the beach, and the fire that had not yet dissipated told him that this new face that suddenly appeared was indeed not simple. If he's just a newcomer who has just passed the introductory mission, then this kid can be called a lot of potential. Even those who are as proud as themselves, when they first entered the space, they asked themselves that they had not reached such a height in terms of knowledge and strength.

Fu Yunsheng narrowed his eyes. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he had already decided in his heart that after this mission, he must have a good talk with Zhou Qi and strive to turn him into a member of the Silver Fox.

Fu Yunsheng turned his head and happened to meet the surprised gazes of Shangfeils and Yang Siwei. Apparently they also received the news from the members of the team who stayed on the beach to fight. The three of them smiled, then turned their heads and continued to stare at the movement on the sea.

Just as the 5 Sopersian galleons reached the coast, a dark fog began to spread quietly around the sailboat. The fog came very suddenly. It's like at a sailboat, and suddenly a gate to hell opens. The billowing mist instantly covered the entire sea in front of the cliff. The originally cool sea breeze was a little more biting chill at the moment.

The fog seemed to have life, and it kept tumbling. Along the surface of the sea, towards the cliff. The moonlight, like water, is unusually cold in the misty air.

Around Fu Yunsheng, all the contractors felt that at this moment, they seemed to be immersed in the cold sea water, and the cold hairs on their bodies stood up. In the thick fog, some great danger was approaching him with an aura from the netherworld.

Zhou Qimu sent Xia Ruobing's delicate back away. The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Tsundere woman." This is another comment he sent after selling his cuteness.

Xia Ruobing held the one-foot-long handle of the knife with both hands, and at the end of the handle, the two-foot knife spike made of red silk was flying in the face of the sea breeze. The blade more than a meter long dragged diagonally behind her, leaving a deep mark on the soft sand as her body gradually accelerated.

Her slender legs took broken steps, and gradually turned from rushing to running. In the twilight, the whole person was like a black lightning bolt, rushing towards the Persian hoplites in front.

"Whoosh" Her figure brought a gust of wind and jumped into the air. The wildly shaped broadsword is held high above the head. The soft and slender waist seemed to be about to break, and it curved backwards in an exaggerated arc in the air. Meteors generally fall forward.

"Ground Split!" Xia Ruobing's silent luck skill, as a dark red light flashed on her delicate body, the huge machete, the entire blade body, instantly brightened like a star. The moment she landed, a loud roar rang out, and the beach was covered with yellow sand, and broken armor and broken weapons, along with blood and scraped flesh, flew in all directions. The Persian hoplite ranks were cut through a huge gap by her.

However, this is just the beginning!

The big knife in her hand, with her slender body as the axis, stirred the air around her and began to spin violently! With her as the center, a tornado quickly formed, and the whistling wind swept the dancing yellow sand, swallowing everything in her trajectory.

"I'll go, Storm of Blades! This fucking crazy bitch! A contractor not far away was stunned as he was thinking about the tornado that was sweeping him, and he didn't care about the Persian soldiers around him, so he turned around and ran, cursing loudly. Everywhere the storm passed, where he had just stood, several Persian hoplites disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world.

On the battlefield on the left, there was an inexplicable silence. Only the whirring wind remains. Then the soldiers on both sides of the battle tacitly stopped fighting, shouted, and retreated in embarrassment. From Warcraft, the ultimate ultimate move of the Orc Sword Master brings more than just shock. The terrifying power of divine punishment instantly achieved the effect of clearing the field.

The scope of the tornado is getting bigger and bigger. At night, the wind pillars formed by rolling up the yellow sand in the sky seem to connect the heavens and the earth. The procession of the Persians, which looked like ears of wheat being harvested, fell in rows. The heavy armor on the Persian soldiers became their deadly restraint at the moment. The slow-moving figures disappeared one by one into the rapidly approaching storm.

For a long time, the wind stopped, and the dust dispersed.

Xia Ruobing was holding a big knife, and the fullness of her chest kept rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Around her, the ground was littered with scraps of flesh and armor, and the apocalyptic scene hit everyone's eyes. At this moment, no one dared to approach 50 meters from her side.

"Is this Kai Wushuang?" Zhou Qi moved the stiff muscles of his face slightly, and silently spat out in his heart.

The area covered by the dense fog is getting wider and wider. Fill the space in front of the entire cliff. A strong sense of uneasiness welled up in the hearts of the contractors.

"Sanpao'er, you go and see the movement." Yang Siwei commanded in a low voice.

One of the contractors of the Snake Fang team turned his hand and pulled out a pair of daggers, holding them in his hands, his body blurred for a while, and he entered a stealth state. groped their way into the depths of the fog.

"Sanpao'er, what's the situation ahead?"

"Boss, the fog is too heavy, I can't see anything!"

"Be careful yourself." Yang Siwei breathed a sigh of relief. He still has more trust in Sanpao'er's skills. Advanced stealth skills, in order to allow this old brother who followed him at the earliest to be able to learn it. He didn't hesitate to risk using expensive mission-specific tokens to enter the mission scene of the World of Warcraft background early. Of course, the return on the team from the subsequent three guns is also amazing. Several missions that are almost certain to die have ended narrowly with the help of advanced stealth skills.

Suddenly!

"Boss! I see them! No! What the hell is this! No..........! "There was a scream from the team channel!

"Three guns! San'er! Yang Siwei ignored the gazes of the contractors around him, and shouted loudly at the coat of arms.

The other members of the Snake Fang Team took out their weapons one after another and moved closer to Yang Siwei, their eyes scanning the surroundings with wary eyes.

Yang Siwei's face was calm, and the expression on his face seemed to be condensed by cold ice. He drew his sword and whispered something. The entire Snake Fang team, including the temporary team members, walked towards the back of the cliff.

"Old Yang, what's going on! What do your people see? Firth walked over to him with two of his teammates.

"Sanpao'er died, he saw something, and he didn't have time to say it!" He gave Felth a cold look, was silent for a moment, and told the truth.

"Three guns? My God! How is this possible! Firth exclaimed, the expression on his face cloudy. Snake Fang's three cannons with advanced stealth skills have caused a lot of trouble for the Flame Chariot in the past. What exactly happened to him? Even stealth was recognized, and the most important thing is that he didn't have time to use life-saving props!

"What the hell!" He cursed in his heart.

He looked at Yang Siwei and snorted at the Silver Fox team not far away.

Yang Siwei pondered for a moment with a calm face and nodded lightly.

At this time, the two sides of the war, which had temporarily stalled on the beach due to the storm of swords, gathered their ranks one after another. Regrouped the formation.

Xia Ruobing put the big knife behind his back, spit out the sand in his mouth with a sigh, and then walked towards his camp with a relaxed face. Before because of the delicate facial features and delicate figure. She has long been the focus of men's attention. When she used Barrett to snipe the Beast Tamer, most of the contractors treated her as a ranged shooter, just like Zhou Qi. The Greek soldiers, on the other hand, believed that she was a mysterious witch from the East who could use magical props.

Until the wild storm tore apart the Persian army. Only then did people notice that the big knife behind her was not an ornament.

Zhou Qi looked at Xia Ruobing. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. She didn't look as good as her face suggested. Anyone who has played Warcraft knows that Juggernaut's Blade Storm, when activated, is not immune to attacks. Also takes damage from enemies.

Xia Ruobing's arms and thighs were covered with hideous wounds. The close-fitting black leather coat on the upper body was also torn off from the chest down, and a large area of snow-white skin on the abdomen was exposed to the air. The most striking thing is that a deep wound is bubbling with blood at the place of the belly squeeze.

Xia Ruobing glanced at Zhou Qi. There was an extra bottle of red recovery potion in his hand. The delicate eyebrows furrowed, and he struggled for a while, but finally put the potion into the coat of arms. Then she took out a roll of bandages and, ignoring the gazes cast around her, began to bandage the wound.

"A woman who wants to save face!" Zhou Qi shook his head and slandered again. I think of the unique taste of the micro-recovery potion. He couldn't help but shudder all over his body. He thought for a moment, and seemed to have made up some kind of determination. Raised his feet and walked towards Xia Ruobing.

"You ......." Xia Ruobing frowned, just wanted to be mad at this guy who was suspected of doing pyramid schemes, but then, her bright eyes gradually widened, and there was a surprised expression on her face.

A milky white light danced in Zhou Qi's hand, and then a mysterious white magic circle appeared under his feet. In the air, solemn and holy, full of energy of the breath of life, converged into a brilliant holy light. With the wave of his arm, it landed on Xia Ruobing's head.

A warm stream of heat enveloped her injured body. She looked down and saw that the dense wounds on her body were rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some of the small wounds had closed, not even a single scar remained.

"Daddy?!" She looked at Zhou Qi, her bright red lips opened lightly, and she let out an exclamation.