Chapter Ninety-Six: A Sudden Change in Painting Style
The shadows continued to sweep in the direction of the balls, appearing and disappearing in the light of the fire and shadows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The defensive formation of the balls was set up, waiting for the moment when the black shadow attacked.
Ding Li observed the battle situation, calculated the force ratio of the action group, quietly shook his head, and began to lead his team to break through to the balls.
There were a lot of masked people in the middle space, and Ding Li and his teammates made great efforts, added multiple knife cuts, and left two teammates behind, before they would squeeze to the periphery of the defensive circle on the side of the ball.
However, Rollerball was outside the battle line, looking at Ding Li's team with an unkind face, looking at his expression, it seemed that he wanted to wave his hand to let Ding Li rush back to the original area.
With the gloomy personality of the ball, he must think that Ding Li wants to take the opportunity to do something unfavorable to himself.
It's really the heart of a villain, and Ding Li's team members also understood it, and they were so angry that they almost wanted to throw the waist knife in their hands at the ball.
Although the teammates knew that this was the core area of defense, it was the right choice to send reinforcements from the high-force squad at the imminent attack of the Black Shadow Master.
But they have been in the Criminal Department for a long time longer than Ding Li, and they know too well the personality of the ball, and they know very well that they will never appreciate the ball in this way, and it is a thankless task.
So when they saw the stinky face of the ball, the teammates still couldn't control their emotions and became restless.
"Let's not go into the defensive circle, go around the flanks and flank their backs. Ding Li pointed to the black shadows that were sweeping rapidly, and then made a gesture for everyone to disperse.
As for the face of the ball, Ding Li didn't pay attention to it at all, he couldn't live by looking at people's faces on the battlefield, he could only do what he thought was right on the battlefield.
At the moment of the great enemy, the teammates still suppressed their anger and scattered, some joined the battle group to pretend to be reinforcements, some quietly scattered to find crossbow arrows, and some tried to find an opportunity to disguise themselves as a corpse again, waiting for the master to attack.
Ding Li is also outside the battle circle, making up a knife here and shaking there, but he puts most of his energy on those black shadows.
The black shadow rose and fell several times, approached the battle group, and fell to the ground, and was immediately blocked by the masked man from Ding Li's sight.
Ding Li quietly took half a step back, turned sideways, and counted silently.
Three breaths.
With a whew, a shadow floated over the crowd.
Here it comes!
Ding Li squatted for a half, but he didn't rush forward, he had to wait for the ball's crossbow arrow to move first.
"Wait~" The ball also found that he shook hands violently, but made a gesture that made everyone wait.
The special combat team hurriedly released the crossbow arrows, and the teammates in the front row rushed forward with a jump slash and attacked the black shadow.
With a snort, his teammate's knife slashed at the black shadow, which was a corpse that was thrown with great force and crashed into the action group.
The ball's reaction was right, the crossbow arrows could not be wasted, but the other party also used the corpse trick, so what was the use of keeping the crossbow arrows.
Immediately after that, more than a dozen black shadows rose into the air, crashing towards the action group like a stone, with more force and speed.
"Be careful. The ball gave his teammates a rare reminder, then let go of the bolt and took a step towards the side door, then flicked a spinning kick to kick the shadow away.
There are many teammates in the defensive circle who are also the same as the choice of the ball, kicking the corpse away first.
Just as their feet were about to touch the corpse, a small shiny tip suddenly protruded from behind the corpse, and stabbed insidiously at the ankle of their teammates, which was really not obvious in the night when the fire was shining.
But the special combat team still found out, retracted in embarrassment, and bent their feet back.
Such a hard mid-air bend is bound to cause imbalance, and many teammates' bodies are sideways in mid-air.
This was the enemy's best chance, so the person hiding behind the corpse took the opportunity to push the corpse, and with a twist of his body, he shook the sharp point in his hand into a small flower, and also insidiously pressed against his teammates' feet, and pushed them into their lower abdomen.
Everyone saw clearly that these people were also wearing black clothes and masked scarves, and the sharp weapons in their hands were swords.
There are hundreds of people who use swords, and there are heavy swords that overwhelm people, like Qianshi, who take the road of precipitation.
There is a repair of swords, in order to recruit people, and it is the road of flaws.
There are those who cultivate violent swords, kill people with anger, and walk domineeringly.
There are also those who repair broken swords, who are indomitable, and they don't care about the floods behind them.
It is rumored that Wu Yue's inheritance in the south of the Yangtze River was given by historians as the source of swords, giving birth to the way of ten thousand swords, so it is really reasonable to meet a swordsman here, but it is unexpected by the action group, after all, the other party put out at the beginning is the military formation of the dead soldier battalion.
And seeing that these swordsmen made insidious moves, and the sword moves away from the trend of the next three roads, everyone understands that what they should cultivate is a dark sword, and the dark sword is a murderous sword, which is the way of the killer assassin.
The killer assassin does not want to win you with a high sound, but only wants to kill you or hurt you at the lowest cost, and only wants profit, not martial arts.
Although there are no famous people who cultivate the dark sword in Qingguo, there are not a few martial arts masters who die under the dark sword, so as soon as the dark sword comes out, everyone is bitter in their hearts.
In such a chaotic battlefield, facing the strong pressure of hundreds of crossbowmen in the army, coupled with a group of dark sword assassins, it is really a bit difficult to fight.
Moreover, only a dozen dark swordsmen dared to break through the core defense circle of the ball, so their strength should not be underestimated.
The teammates who had kicked out before were still adjusting their postures in embarrassment, and pulled up their waist knives to block.
The Dark Swordsman's insidious sword moves, coupled with the speed of the forward lunge, could easily injure a teammate in the outer ring.
The sword was still poisonous, and the teammates who were strained by the sword hurriedly dodged, and then touched the standing antidote pill and swallowed it.
The dark sword is difficult to defend, and the ball waves his hand to signal his teammates to take a step back to prevent being overshadowed.
Unexpectedly, after this swordsman landed, he moved slightly, forming several small sword formations, and then the long sword was swept away, and at the same time it was handed forward in the same posture, and then with the swift identity, it shot towards the balls.
Several long swords rushed forward, like a bed crossbow shot out, as if trembling in the air and making a sword groan, at this moment, it actually gave these swordsmen a violent feeling.
Ding Li's right hand tightened, his body flicked, and he began to rush in the direction of the ball, his heart was full of a sense of absurdity, the painting style of these swordsmen before and after was completely different, from the insidious and vicious at the beginning to the current violent killing array, there was no slightest excesses in the middle, which was very unreasonable.
The balls were completely unprepared, and the periphery was so violently assaulted by the swordsmen, killing several people on the spot, and then those swordsmen were neatly swinging their swords, sweeping the ball's defensive circle out of several gaps.
Coupled with the corpses that had been thrown and knocked over before, the defensive circle of the ball had already revealed several flaws.
Then the swordsmen took the opportunity to pick up the balls on the ground and shoot at the hostages inside, all in a single breath, unhindered and skillful, as if they had been rehearsed hundreds of times.
Soul Eater's crossbow bolts flew past the action group with precision, shooting towards the important prisoners in the back.
Rollerball opened his mouth but couldn't speak, so he could only wave his hand to signal his teammates to fill in the hole, hoping that the captives behind him would have better luck.