When everything was stable, Yang Zheng found himself in a desert with endless yellow sand as far as the eye could see.

In the sky, the sun is high in the sky, and it is the hottest time of the day.

Even without the slightest wind, Yang Zheng could feel the rolling heat wave.

In the entire desert, Yang Zheng was the only one alone.

What is this for?

What does it mean to test the ability of the god stick and throw him into the desert?

Is there a half-dime connection between the god stick and the desert?

"Professional field, only professional abilities can be used, do you need to provide the necessary equipment for combat?

Tips: If you do not provide props in this field, you will automatically admit defeat when you use them, except for learning secret skills. ”

The moment Yang Zheng heard the prompt, the whole person became alert, and it turned out to be another battle scene.

Yang Zheng chose a sword of victory with the same style as the long sword, and didn't ask for anything else.

Because the moment he touched the long sword, Yang Zheng found that this was an ordinary sword, and at most, it could withstand the power of the transcendent.

In addition, it has no effect.

This thing is obviously for people who are professionally interested in weapons.

When Yang Zheng selected a weapon, the prompt did not appear again.

But Yang Zheng was on guard for three minutes, but the opponent didn't see anyone.

Yang Zheng was puzzled, planning to fly up and take a look.

As soon as his feet were less than ten centimeters off the ground, the pressure began to increase suddenly.

Forbidden space again?

How much of a fear of flying is this guy's chessboard space?

Fortunately this time, it's not that you can't fly at all, at least you can fly close to the ground.

However, Yang Zheng wandered for a while, but he didn't find half a figure.

The opponent won't lose too far, get lost!

Yang Zheng was bored holding a long sword, like a professional swordsman, holding all kinds of sword flowers.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng's whole body tensed, a huge sense of crisis hit, his entire back was like a hedgehog, and countless golden silk threads were instantly straightened.

"Jingle ......"

"Hmmm......"

Several clanging sounds, accompanied by a muffled snort, sounded in Yang Zheng's back.

With a smile, Yang Zheng turned to look and saw a man in a black cloak, his whole body shrouded in a black cloak.

Even when the sun was so big, his figure shrouded in a black cloak couldn't really be seen, and he couldn't even tell the approximate age group.

The huge cloak was almost all that Yang Zheng saw.

At this moment, he was holding a dagger in his right hand and his left hand covering his right shoulder, apparently stabbed by the silk thread although he avoided it in time.

"How embarrassing it is, you don't even say hello at the beginning, just hide and seek, you're too unparticular!" Yang Zheng looked at each other and smiled.

The other party looked at the long sword in Yang Zheng's hand that kept turning, and his eyes were thinking about something.

Seeing this, Yang Zheng paused, raised the long sword in his hand, and said, "Are you thinking about me, a swordsman, why is the attack so weird?"

Oops, I'm sorry, I chose this thing for convenience, a decoration.

After all, with a sword, how handsome you look. ”

Dark Shadow: "......"

"Look at you sneaky, you still have a dagger, you're a professional assassin, right?" Yang Zheng asked with a smile.

The black shadow didn't say a word, and disappeared again, but the golden silk thread in Yang Zheng's hand instantly straightened and stabbed towards the void.

"Jingle ......"

A crashing sound sounded again, and at the top of the silk thread in Yang Zheng's hand, a black shadow appeared with a dagger against the silk thread he stabbed.

As soon as he became invisible, he was forced out by Yang Zheng, and the other party whispered: "Perception? ”

The voice sounded quite young, it should be a young man.

"Guess?" Yang Zheng blinked.

You spoke yourself, but don't blame me for bullying people.

The moment Yang Zheng finished blinking, he disappeared again.

Yang Zheng didn't act immediately this time, as if he had lost his goal.

In the void, because of the entanglement of the other party's conversation just now, Yang Zheng clearly sensed that the other party was quietly sneaking towards him.

After the last lesson, the other party chose Yang Zheng's side.

When the other party approached and was about to reach the starting baseline, in the void around him, in all directions, dense golden silk threads pierced directly from all sides.

surrounded him in the middle.

didn't give the other party time to react at all, and countless silk threads interspersed the area where the black shadow youth was located into a golden net.

"Touching ......"

The black shadow youth was directly inserted into the silk thread and turned into a thick black mist.

Ten meters away, the black shadow youth suddenly appeared there, his invisible face was a little pale.

"Hidden Side Assassin? I shouldn't have run away! Yang Zheng smiled affirmatively.

"Stick?" The other party also said with doubts.

"Oops, I'm sorry to find out so soon, it seems that the professional direction has regressed." Yang Zheng replied with a smile.

The black shadow didn't need Yang Zheng's answer, and he also affirmed Yang Zheng's profession.

Immediately, he stabbed his backhand and directly cut off a piece of flesh from his left shoulder, which was where he was injured just now.

Yang Zheng could clearly see that the other party had slashed extremely deeply, almost close to the shoulder bone.

However, the other party was unmoved, as if it was not his own flesh that was cut.

The black robe on his shoulder squirmed, and the wound flashed, and he didn't know whether it had recovered or hidden.

Is this to prevent the wound he left on his body before, or what is the aftermath of karma?

Yang Zheng is a ruthless person in his heart, and it is not easy to deal with.

In particular, the opponent's waist is the same as Yang Zheng's, with two chess pieces suspended, and it is obvious that he has won in a row.

"What are you doing, just start fighting, self-harm, you want to let me! That's embarrassing. His heart flashed, but he said with a smile on his face.

The other party ignored Yang Zheng, and the black robe on his body began to flow like smoke, and Yang Zheng clearly felt that the weak causal entanglement that he had finally established was cleaned up.

Obviously, the other party's robe is the embodiment of the other party's legendary ability.

"Causal side?" After all this, the other party spoke.

"You're going to have no friends like this, you know!" Yang Zheng replied with a smile.

Although the other party asked, he was already sure and did not expect Yang Zheng to answer.

After dealing with the hidden dangers left by the temptation, the dark shadow youth disappeared invisibility again.

This time, Yang completely lost the other party's movements, just like when he first came in.

Unlike coming in, the other party will not be played by the long sword in Yang Zheng's hand.

In the desert, Yang Zheng was left alone, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

"Actually, you're really unlucky, this kind of environment should be very unsuitable for assassins on the hidden side.

Compared to the ring battle that made the assassins extremely speechless, this environment was not much better.

And it's one-on-one, you talk about it, how speechless, there is no melee, you are hidden, everyone is off.

When I appeared, I only had to prevent you, and the raid didn't have much advantage.

Obediently, this inventory, only to find out that it is really bad for you.

Have you offended the black panther?

He's targeting you like that? Yang was staring into the air, muttering to himself.

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