What it was like to face the rush of a hundred people, Yael couldn't tell, because he was already in a hurry at this time, and even his head, which had never stopped thinking crankily, had to concentrate on it, and the silver firefall hovered at his side, blocking most of the attacks for him, and the ghost hand in his hand opened and closed widely, and the bone weapon that collided with it broke and fell without exception. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It stands to reason that there will never be more than ten enemies that Yair really needs to face, and the others will be blocked, although it will be embarrassing to deal with, but it will not be defeated, but just when the two sides are stalemate, the ground of the fighting arena suddenly shook violently, with Yair as the center of the circle, a high platform rises every three meters, and one layer is higher than the other, the enemy who was originally unable to intervene jumped on the high platform, turned into spears and other weapons in his hands, and launched a surprise attack on Yael, while the enemy who could not squeeze into the second layer climbed to the top floor, condescendingly, and kept throwing throwing knives at poor Yael。 This is the unique design of the Black Store Arena, it intimately makes the team battle three-dimensional, so that everyone can join the battle, Wu Jian expected that today will be a scene of more fights and fewer fights, so he chose this place as a battlefield quite schemingly.

"Who came up with this place, it's almost killing me. The pressure that Yael faced increased exponentially, and the originally impenetrable defense gradually became exhausted, and small scars began to appear, and Yael scolded countless times in his heart, but later, he couldn't even distinguish the heart of complaining.

"What the hell are you rice buckets doing? I haven't taken it for so long, and even if I bite him, I'll bite him to death, you guys who are not even as good as dogs, don't challenge my patience again. Wu Jian sat leisurely at the highest place, his mouth kept cursing, and many soldiers were angry in their hearts after hearing this, and they felt that their self-esteem as a warrior had been insulted.

Yael also heard Ujian's words, as the protagonist of the siege, he naturally knew how professional and attentive these warriors' attacks were, they were using the most correct methods to push him into a corner, and seeing the displeasure on the faces of these warriors, he suddenly had a plan.

On the highest platform on the periphery, a bone warrior held the flying knife in his hand tightly, in the clan, his physique is a relatively poor type of person, not suitable for close combat, to use the simplest analogy, if he and another person slash each other, the same number of knives in the body, he must die first. Such a person is very discriminated against in the clan, but he is an exception, the reason is that he has a simple-minded and well-developed brute bull brother, and the brute bull has spared no effort to protect his younger brother since he was a child, in his concept, there is no good or evil, there is no right or wrong, as long as he dares to hurt his younger brother, he must be beaten down. So under the protection of his brother, he had the heart to study the knife technique, and after years of hard work, he also became a very powerful unique trick, and the people in the clan called him the knife hand.

The Knife Thrower is the least number of throwing knives of the crowd, and each of his throws has a purpose, and by observing the trajectory of Firefall, he can accurately grasp the gap with each throw, posing a threat to Yael, and Yael notices him for this. At this time, he held a flying knife in his hand, a pair of small eyes narrowed into a slit, after many attempts and adjustments, he believed that this knife would definitely be able to hit the target.

"It's now!" he roared angrily in his heart, starting from his feet, and shaking his arms to the limit, but at the moment when the flying knife was about to leave his hand, the originally solid horse step was like being dragged by someone, and his body instantly lost his balance, and the knife that would have taken Yeer's life flew impartially towards Wu Jian, who was watching the battle with all his attention, huh~With a soft sound, the sharp flying knife swept past Wu Jian's nose, and cut a shallow blood mark, the sudden attack scared Wu Jian a lot, and his body instinctively leaned back, and then lost his balance and fell off the high platform, very embarrassed.

"It's the other way around! it's the other way around!" Wu Jian, who got up, was dizzy and his head was swollen from the fall, and the blood dripping from his nose scared him even more, and there were tears in his eyes, since he was a child, when had he been so hurt. When he saw that the person who was still throwing not far away, his anger surged, and he didn't care about the pain in his body, so he pulled out the flying knife on the ground and pounced on him, not paying attention to the flash of black shadow.

"Humble dog, you actually make me bleed, I want to dig out your heart. Wu Jian rushed towards the flying knife hand with a hideous face, startled him, and didn't care about why he suddenly lost his center of gravity, but hurriedly jumped up from the ground, shouting wronged, while running lifelessly, the quarrel between the two quickly attracted everyone's attention, and the brother of the flying knife hand also saw this scene, saw his little brother being bullied, and didn't care to tell who was chasing him, quickly rushed out of the crowd, roared like crazy and rushed over, Wu Jian was angry at this time, he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all, and was hit by the bull and flew high, and the bull obviously did not relieve his hatred, and lifted the almost unconscious Wu Jian again, a violent beating, a raindrop-like punch fell on Wu Jian, scolding while beating back, someone in the crowd finally came to his senses, and swarmed to pull the crazy bull. At this time, Wu Jian had been beaten out of human form, panting, and he didn't forget to say something, although the people who came to the rescue were very concerned about Wu Jian's condition on the surface, but their hearts had already blossomed, and many people secretly gave a thumbs up to the bull.

"It's still the shadow father's clever methods, I originally just wanted to exacerbate the contradiction between them and Wu Jian, but I didn't expect you to let this little ghost be beaten as soon as you made a move, it's really powerful. Everyone's attention was attracted by Ujian, and Yeel instantly relaxed a lot, patting Lothar's ass in his heart.

"Alright, hurry up and settle this boring battle, or let me come out and help you get it done in less than three minutes!" Yael's compliment made Lothar very useful, and he even offered to help.

"No need Shadow Father, these little shrimps are not worth your shot. Yael replied in his heart, taking advantage of the distraction of everyone, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and Firefall also returned to his hand, a ghost hand was unstoppable, just a few moves to Wujian's side, and by the time the people around Wujian reacted, it was too late, Yael had already put Firefall against Wujian's throat, and looked at everyone with provocative eyes.

"Don't come here, otherwise your little master will die, except for this little ghost, there is no one who speaks, hurry up and admit defeat, otherwise~" Yael said, and pushed the firefall upwards again, the sharp tip of the knife had pierced Wu Jian's skin, oozing a trace of blood.

"Kill, kill, kill him, bones!" Wu Jian, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, finally regained a little strength, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and suddenly stabbed a huge bone spur from the chest of the dazed brute bull, and lifted him into the air, a young man with a sick face raised his right hand that turned into a bone spur, and responded lightly: "Yes, young master!"