In the hazy night, at the edge of the grassland, the two figures were one in front of the other, and they were separated and merged, the figure in front was obviously in a weak position, and was caught up by the figure behind, and the two collided violently together, and the "bell" sounded the sound of the impact of weapons, and the figure in front flew backwards, turning over in the air and barely standing still, but the opponent only staggered back a few steps and approached again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man's movements were very fast, only a slight pause, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the opponent who had not yet gained a firm foothold, and there was another loud bang, and the figure in front of him flew straight out, but this time he could no longer maintain stability when he landed, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then took advantage of the momentum to roll on the ground and disappear.

It's an assassin!

The two squatted down behind a few poplar trees, and Pandis whispered, "Who is it?"

Chris shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and looked at it with his Eagle Eye.

The two of them were more than a hundred meters away from where they were fighting, but under the sight of the Eagle Eye, the only person left in the open area of the grassland immediately seemed to be in front of them.

The disappearance of his opponent did not panic the man, he stood silently, as if listening carefully to the movements around him, and in the darkness of the night, Chris saw that he seemed to be wearing a dark coat with a few inconspicuous holes in it, the hem was slightly undulating by the evening breeze, his face was blurred, he held a sword in his left hand, and his legs were together.

There is an eerie sense of familiarity.

Chris frowned.

The moon in the sky had disappeared into the clouds, leaving a faint starlight, and the man remained motionless, while his opponent, the Assassin, had not yet appeared, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Something moved under his feet.

Chris raised an eyebrow in surprise.

At his feet, the shadow clinging to the ground.

If you look closely, you don't move again.

Just as Chris thought he was dazzled, the shadow moved again.

Shadow indeed!

Chris is sure.

He stood still, but his shadow slowly turned to his side, as if someone had moved a nearby light source towards him, causing his shadow to hide on the other side of the light source, and Chris's scalp tingled.

Then, suddenly, the shadow elongated and retracted as quickly as it were, and after repeating it so quickly several times, the shadow took a step to the side.

"What's that?" Pandice could only faintly see, and his voice trembled.

Before Chris could reply, the Assassin suddenly appeared at his opponent's side, the dagger in his hand stabbed down his waist.

It seems that the Assassin was also keenly aware of the strange feeling that something was wrong, so he knew that it was not the best time to attack, but he couldn't help but show up to try to interrupt the opponent's strange skills.

It just seemed to be too late, the opponent didn't move, but the assassin suddenly screamed and flew away.

From Chris's point of view, he couldn't see what was happening at that moment, but he immediately understood that the shadow of his opponent appeared in front of him, and Chris looked at the man's feet, and under the faint starlight, he had no shadow.

Pandis suddenly exclaimed, "It's Aunt Dovian!"

"What?" Chriss, too, was taken aback, no wonder his voice was somewhat familiar.

"Let's go help!" Pandis stood up.

Chris nodded, "You slow down." "Rush to the front with a flash of foot.

Dovian fell to the ground and didn't get up immediately, but a figure appeared beside her, silently meeting the shadow that pounced on her.

Shadow clone!

The battle of two people instantly became four people.

Dovian's opponent turned to look in Kris's direction, then turned around and rushed towards Dovian's shadow clone with the eerie shadow.

Chris and Pandis didn't identify themselves after they rushed out of hiding, but he seemed to know that the person was from the opponent's side, so he wanted to take advantage of the distance of his helper to deal with the opponent who was already at a disadvantage.

The Assassins' ability to fight head-on is not strong, they rely on sudden bursts of damage, their flesh is tempered far less than that of warriors, and their physical strength and strength are far apart, if it is not for rank suppression, Assassins can rarely defeat warriors.

When it collided with the shadow, before it could retreat, it was caught up by Dovian's opponent, and it was split in half with a diagonal sword, and disappeared into the air without even making a sound.

Dovian had already retreated, and she had spotted the two people who were running, but she didn't know who they were, and they were far away.

Pandis was in a hurry, and shouted from afar, "Aunt Dovian, come here." ”

The distance of 100 meters flashed away at Kris's feet, and the green fighting spirit on his body flashed, and his speed increased by a few points.

Dovian hesitated for a moment, and was about to run, but her opponent appeared in front of her like a ghost, and the strange shadow behind her also pounced.

Reluctantly using the dagger in his hand to hold the slashed broadsword, Dovian turned and stepped aside, only to hear Chris shout, "Get out of the way!"

Dovian didn't have time to look, and he flipped back a few times in embarrassment.

A spherical object that glowed green broke through the air, silently.

Chris stood still, staring intently.

As he approached the shadow, he seemed to look backwards, but the strange shadow rushed towards Chris without dodging.

Almost as soon as it passed by the green ball, it exploded, still silent.

The green glow flickered in the darkness and shot out in all directions, making a slight "snort" sound in the air.

Chris clearly saw that several green needles pierced the shadow's body at the same time, but they did not penetrate it, but the shadow did not even move in a disorderly manner, and continued to pounce, but the black shadow moved farther away.

"It's the adjudicator, be careful!" called Dovian.

"Guessed!" Chriss replied, a bolt of magic in his hand shooting straight into the shadow seven meters away.

It is the thunder that has only been mastered.

The shadow was pierced, and the dagger-like beam of lightning was pierced in the middle of the shadow's chest, and the back end was still moving, like a live fish wagging its tail, and the shadow finally stopped.

Then, with the sound of "zizi" and the flickering of the light of the thunder and lightning beams, the shadow faded little by little and disappeared.

What a weird thing!

Chris breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the figure swung to the left, and a black sword aura passed by.

Immediately after that, the adjudicator suddenly appeared in front of him, and slashed with his sword.

It's so fast!

Chris couldn't help but be taken aback.

Eagerly instinctively, he took a step towards the back left of his opponent and stepped on the kun position, although he was lucky enough to avoid it, but the back hem of his shirt was cut off by the sharp blade.

As soon as he took the first step, Chris walked towards the position very naturally, which was completely an instinctive reaction of familiarity.

Just as he was about to turn out of position, an ice pick grazed his ears with a "snort" sound, almost scaring Chris into a cold sweat. (To be continued.) )