In fact, the strength of this shadow thief was far beyond the thirteenth-order lower-rank powerhouse that Yang Long had encountered and fought with, even if it was an ordinary thirteenth-order mid-rank professional, it might not necessarily be his opponent.

Just the different casting methods that can create their own inheritance secret techniques are enough to show the potential of this pseudo-super-rank powerhouse, if you change the environment and the identity between the two, it is really hard to say who wins and who loses.

However, at this moment, the two of them, both of whom are members of the hunters, naturally will not have the opportunity to fight to the death on the spot, not so much that the two who are fighting against each other are fighting, but rather that they are engaged in a competition.

For example, Yang Long did not release magic, nor did he use the Dark Energy Protector, but only relied on a single Dark Energy Change to launch an attack, and since the other party had such a powerful potential, he only used the Shadow Step from beginning to end, which obviously had reservations.

Sensing the change in the Shadow Thief's attack, Yang Long showed a sneer on his face, and his feet were still rooted, and he controlled the Dark Power Long Whip to stir up the onslaught of the onslaught Shadow Thief.

And the shadow thief whose entire body was hidden also held the dagger on his right hand, and swung it at high speed in reverse, ready to slash into Yang Long's right shoulder with his strength, and his strength was so great that he could definitely unload his entire right hand at once.

However, this shadow thief did not expect that Yang Long's stirring dark energy actually changed from the previous fog state, and a long whip formed by the dark energy actually blocked the dagger that was splitting down.

Bite!

There was a crisp metal knock, and the Shadow Thief was visibly stunned. By the time he reacted, Yang Long's dark energy had formed a long whip that was more than two meters long, and it had already contracted inward around him.

The shadow thief who has a good understanding of Yang Long's cyan dark energy, doesn't need to try it at all to know, and must not be touched by these dark energy, after his pupils shrank suddenly, he actually didn't cast a shadow step, but waved two daggers to block.

Ding Ding Ding

In the continuous sound of metal percussion, the dark long whip that rolls irregularly. Whenever and every now and then, when they are about to shrink and bind the Shadow Thief. Turning back was skillfully knocked by the other party at a certain point, and then uncontrollably stretched out slightly, unable to push this shadow thief to a dead end.

"Troublesome guy, in that case," Yang Long complained silently. Look at the shadow thief who is easily protecting his whole body under the dark power whip. The heart sank, and the dark energy was shaken.

Poof――

A long whip of dark energy that was still twisting a moment ago. Suddenly, with a few clicks of the dagger, the whole thing exploded and turned into a mist again, leaving the Shadow Thief stunned for a moment. With a shake of his body, he used the Shadow Walk.

Then, about sixty or seventy meters in front of Yang Long, a human man in a night suit appeared out of thin air, officially a shadow thief.

After emerging from the stealth state, the shadow thief ignored Yang Long completely, but grabbed the dagger in his left hand and stabbed it into his right arm, violently cutting off a piece of fine flesh that was almost two taels.

"Whew, it's not too stupid. Yang Long's eyes swept over the piece of fine meat, and he secretly scolded.

From this piece of fine flesh that had not yet fallen in the air, Yang Long could see very clearly that there was a cyan dark energy of about a finger volume, which was constantly shuttling in the flesh, like an earthworm in the mud.

Obviously, in the previous battle, Yang Long won with a slight advantage, and gave the shadow thieves a little hardship.

"Grofe, I'm Fielding. After the shadow thief cut off the piece of flesh, he ignored the bleeding right arm, put away the dagger and looked at Yang Long for a while before lowering his stiff self-introduction.

And Yang Long also observed the other party carefully, and after his eyes stayed on the bleeding arm for a while, he deliberately introduced himself with a sneer: "Fielding, I'm Grofe." ”

This kind of unmistakable sarcasm made this shadow thief named Fielding's face suddenly turn pale, and his gaze at Yang Long was also a little cold, as if he was ready to move his posture.

It's a pity that Yang Long completely ignored the other party's attitude, and he also looked like he was underbeaten, and returned all the killing intent exuded by Fielding. The atmosphere between the two suddenly froze, and a pressure that was almost like a substance began to surround the two powerhouses.

"Fielding! Grofe, pay attention to your identity!" Just as the battle was about to break out, a majestic male voice sounded without warning, with a faint coercion in his tone: "It's just the two of you to start the meeting!"

The defenseless Yang Long was startled, he didn't expect this at all, his whole body was tense with conditioned reflexes, and he was engrossed in his perception, scanning in this section of the passage that was not very spacious.

Fielding was also stunned, but immediately regained his composure, showed a sneer at Yang Long, who was nervous, and replied in a deep voice to the owner of the majestic voice: "Yes, teacher, I understand." ”

After saying that, the shadow thief didn't care about Yang Long, turned around and walked straight towards the other end of the passage, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

"Fielding's teacher, the second leader?" The departure of the shadow thief made Yang Long recover from his nervous state and realize that the place he was now was in the headquarters of the hunters, and the powerful professionals here all had the status of "colleagues".

However, since the "Lone Wanderer" three crops of rice, the second strong man that Yang Long's perception could not detect still made the old butcher feel a deep pressure, which diluted the joy of making Fielding suffer a dull loss.

Although he understood that this so-called second leader might already be a hundred-year-old old guy, Yang Long still sighed a little unrelieved: "Strength is all because of strength, and it really needs to be strengthened!"

Suppressing the slight unhappiness that rose in his heart, Yang Long took a deep breath several times and adjusted his state, then strode forward along the passage, and soon finished this not very long distance, opened the stone door at the end, and walked into the spacious hall that he had detected by his previous perception.

The place where the "hunters" discuss secrets is located on the three floors, from the highest to the lowest, and the old butcher is in front of his eyes.

As the second leader said, when Yang Long entered this secret room, the stone chairs that were not very large were already full of people one by one, only a few stone chairs were empty, and it was estimated that there were at least forty or fifty professionals.

Since it was a very impolite move to use perceptual probing, Yang Long didn't know the strength of these professionals, but judging from the previous rough scanning, most of them should be pseudo-super-level professionals.

"In other words, there are almost forty pseudo-super-level professionals" Even if he was mentally prepared in advance, Yang Long was still shocked by such a strong lineup, and he couldn't help but feel a lot in his heart: "No wonder you can make adventurers compromise too." ”

participated in the battle to reveal the identity of the Black Dragon Princess, and forcibly received the Grand Duke's full blow without dying, which can be regarded as the hunter's true recognition of his identity and the honor of participating in the meeting.

In the process of scanning this secret room, Yang Long saw the Grand Duke sitting in the second floor area, occupying the forefront, perhaps because he had been "manipulated" to kill Yang Long, which made Boval Futagen, who was looking at Yang Long, look embarrassed.

And Marcus Jonathan, who was sitting in the middle of the second floor area with an expressionless face, also saw Yang Long's appearance, showed him an ugly smile for the first time, and nodded his head to show kindness.

Obviously, since Wendsol's death, Yang Long, who was originally close to this "mad" marshal, has undoubtedly had a heavier status in Marcus Jonathan's heart, and has even become a sustenance for remembering old friends.

But the other professionals don't have the kindness of these two.

When Yang Long's gaze swept over them, some of them looked up and down with some puzzled expressions on their faces, while others were obviously a little angry, but they didn't do it directly like Fielding.

"What is the division of the seats of these professionals?" Yang Long, who was standing at the entrance of the stone gate of the passage, felt a little embarrassed because he didn't know where to sit because he didn't know where to sit

(To be continued......)