Chapter 11: Seven Seconds

Mo Long didn't speak, his mood was a little confused at the moment, and the effect caused to him was a lack of calm thinking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He's just taking a step forward.

And it was after this step that he heard several sounds, and when he looked up, he saw seven figures, coming towards him from the sky with swords.

Flying Immortals?

This was the first reaction of Mo Long's brain, and his body was already rolling on the ground, breaking through the sword net of these seven people in an instant.

These seven people are all dressed as killers, black-clothed, masked and holding swords, their eyes are cold, and they failed to succeed in one blow, but they have already locked Mo Long's back road, and the Laikens just blocked Mo Long's front road, so Mo Long was blocked by people in this alley.

Mo Long realized in an instant that he had been ambushed - this was obviously designed, who was the guy who was bored, and undoubtedly decided that once Lykens appeared in front of him, he would definitely fall for this set.

And the purpose of designing this trap is to kill him.

As soon as the seven people landed, they didn't say a word, and rushed directly towards Mo Long.

Moron praised the professionalism of these seven guys in his heart, but he reflexively rushed to Lykens.

Breaking through from this direction is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

And Lykens is also a good black iron player, raising his sword and slashing at Mo Long.

At this moment, Mo Long felt as if he was a different person, in the face of this sword, he flashed sideways, clasped the wrist of the other party holding the sword with his backhand, and made a mistake with both hands, in an instant, even Lykens didn't realize what was happening, Mo Long had already snatched the sword into his hand, and then he didn't think about it, and turned the blade of the sword around, so that the man named Lykens closed his eyes forever and ever.

Blood, splashing, Mo Long only reacted from the moment of lightning that was less than a second old at this time, what exactly had he done.

He, killed a man.

A living person.

At this moment, Mo Long was stunned for a moment out of the psychology of an ordinary person who lived in the twenty-first century and had never even killed a chicken.

And in this stunned time, behind him, the first masked swordsman had already come behind him, and raised his sword high.

"Dang!"

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At this moment, in the alley that Mo Long had just turned out, the silver-haired girl raised her head.

Is that...... The sound of sword strike?!

At this moment, Ophelia's expression changed slightly, and she just quickened her pace, but she stopped again in an instant.

Because in front of her eyes, about five meters away, there was suddenly an additional masked swordsman.

It was a tall man, spinning his sword, and Ophelia didn't even notice when such a being had appeared.

Silver.

The masked man spoke slowly, "This is really a troublesome thing...... It's also a silver rank, but, I'm a swordsman, and you're a spellcaster, at such a close distance, you'...... What are you going to do with me?"

Ophelia gritted her teeth and took a step back, but she clenched the staff in her hand.

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Mo Long backhanded a sword, and he blocked the sword blade that came from behind him,

He gritted his teeth, and there was even splattered blood on his face.

With his shallow knowledge and understanding of the power system of this world, he didn't even know what level of existence this group of guys in front of him was.

However, that's better, just as if they were ordinary people.

Although he reached the black iron overnight, he had no combat experience and scientific research...... If it's the mentality of dealing with opponents of the same level, I'm afraid that it will be a mess, right?

At this moment, Mo Long stepped forward, following a spontaneous instinct, moving forward, not retreating, but advancing, and cutting directly into the crowd with the sword in his hand.

The next moment, the sound of metal resonating was endless.

And this thrilling one-on-seven street battle only lasted for a short seven seconds.

Thrilling seven seconds.

In the first second, Mo Long stepped forward, and the long sword that was standing with the other party was pulled out, and in a piercing roar, the swordsman instinctively took a step back, giving up one of his companions behind him to Mo Long.

In the second second, Mo Long leaned over and pressed the sword and stabbed upward, and from an extremely tricky angle, he sent the sword into the opponent's neck alive, and blood gushed out like a spring in an instant.

In the third second, Mo Long took himself as the axis, pulled the man behind him with a sword with one hand, and stabbed the two sword lights behind him at the moment, and it was also this second, Mo Long didn't look at the body of the person who was pierced in an instant, and once again pulled the sword blade, while completely splitting the unlucky neck into two halves, the sword blade also instantly skipped between the necks of the other two killers, and the two people who rushed over didn't realize what was happening at all, and still staggered towards Mo Long.

In the fourth second, Mo Long took a step forward directly, and rushed to the third person behind him with the body of one of these two people, allowing the opponent's sword blade to penetrate his shield, stabbing the sword in his hand into the guy's chest.

Blood, splashes.

In the fifth second, Mo Long abandoned his sword, leaned over and kicked his feet, and the whole person's body was pressed down to the level below the waist and rushed out, fitting into the body of a guy who pounced on him, and before the other party could react, the opponent's sword blade was sent directly into the opponent's chest.

And Mo Long popped out of this person's body like lightning in the sixth second, and in an instant, he came to the eyes of the guy closest to him, and with a punch, he smashed on the other party's face, but it was at this moment that he felt a terrifying sense of crisis.

In the seventh second, the man used the person in front of him as a shield, turned around in an instant, pulled this person in front of him, and stopped the absolutely unexpected sword.

But the man was so desperate that a sword pierced through his companion's chest, and then continued to advance without hesitation.

Mo Long gritted his teeth and burst back, and in an instant, he had retreated from this alleyway to the previous alley, and came to Ophelia's place.

And Mo Long's back was finally pasted to the wall behind him at this moment.

He has no way back.

The blade of the sword, the shield that pierced Mo Long, and behind it, it was Mo Long's chest and heart.

At this moment, the man made a rather awkward and weird posture, let go of his vital point, let the sword penetrate through his shoulder, and instantly pierced out, nailing Mo Long to the wall.

Mo Long cracked his mouth and gasped.

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