"Chirp chirp!" A few birds that had just closed their wings suddenly aroused in the forest. The branches and leaves made a rustling sound, and pieces fell down with the wind. A thin figure quickly passed through the bushes, and behind them, there was a burst of screams and scolding, and a group of angry players were following after them.

"It's strange. This kid runs like a ghost, why is it so fast? You can't catch up with the short guy? I remember you are basically extra mile!" The real hero said to the short assassin beside him in confusion.

"Brother, I'm already fast, but I didn't catch him after driving fast just now. Judging from him like that, he seems to have enough energy. Damn, it seems that the sneak attack was not successful just now. It's really a bit difficult to get rid of him now." The short assassin said panting.

"Everyone is working hard for me. He runs there and is dead end. He will definitely turn around. Man, you bring a few people to set some traps for me. I see where this kid will run when he turns back." The real hero turned around and ordered.

"Hero, isn't he also an assassin? You can see through the trap. Is it useful to arrange it?" the real man asked in confusion.

"It's okay, we're pushing you tightly, how could he notice it? As long as you accidentally hit our move, you're afraid that he can fly into the sky." The real hero said with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. "Everyone scatters away and keeps watching, don't let this kid escape again, and dare to die one of our brothers. Don't run away today."

"Yeah, OK, I understand." The real man nodded and said, "Bigou, Mazi, come with me to set up a trap."

*When rubbed my body and passed through the two trees, I turned my head and glanced back, haha, these ignorant guys are still chasing me, so I'll let you see the jungle tactics of the assassin. Hey, why did that real man take two people to the side? What's the intention? Could it be, who is our buddy, who has been through war and knowledgeable, and you will know what this guy is going to do when you think about it, right? You can, and I will do it too.

I turned on the rapid speed, and first opened a distance from the pursuers behind me, and immediately pulled out more than a dozen cracked arrows with paralytic poison from my backpack, bent down and inserted them one by one into the mud, leaving only sharp arrow clusters flashing with cold light. I turned around and saw that those guys were still far away, just let me pull some leaves and vines to cover them up. Although this is not as good as the standard trap dug out by the mechanic, I can only achieve a little effect.

"That boy is slow, everyone get on." Seeing me gradually slowing down, the real hero shouted excitedly.

"Oh, something on the ground has pierced my feet!" A priest suddenly screamed.

"Oh, I was also pricked," another wizard shouted. Of course, the arrow branches buried on the ground did not shoot out and were of course powerless. They were of course powerless to the swordsman's iron boots. They could only penetrate the soft cloth shoes or leather boots worn by the mage. Of course, the damage caused was not great, only a dozen, but after exerting the paralysis effect, they became slow and could not keep up with the pace of the people in front.

"Damn, this damn guy is still burying these things on the ground, please be careful." The real hero kicked the fallen leaves on the ground, saw sharp arrow branches, and scolded. Because my trap is not a skill of a mechanic, but is just a thought, so the assassin's reconnaissance skills cannot be seen through, and he can only discover it through careful observation.

One, two, three mages fell into the team, plus the three just now, there are only seven people chasing me now. If this happens, will there be a few more? I smiled at the corner of my mouth and pulled the longbow in my hand. Since I got the cry of this undead, I have never used its power. Now, I should also let me see how powerful it is.

Who, huh, is the last priest? Look at him like that, the level should not be very high. I squinted my eyes and glanced accurately, and with a "swoosh", a black iron feather arrow passed through the bushes like lightning and headed straight to the heart of the priest.

"Pa" A beautiful blood flower bloomed on the white robe. The sharp iron feathered arrow penetrated deeply into the mage's chest. He looked at the long arrow in front of his chest with pain, holding the branch of the arrow in one hand, motionless, and singing the magic of the light of reply. The arrow just now was just a little short of killing him, and even putting this guy in a curse state. Haha, it was my wish. Unfortunately, I couldn't continue to make up for him, but turned around and ran away.

Haha, little, do you think there is a cliff in front of me, so I have no way to retreat? Do you know if the reply time for level 40 Shadow Escape is fast? A group of idiots turned to look at the true heroes with joy and said in their hearts. There was a bush ahead, and I plunged in and summoned Xiaoying immediately, and then started Shadow Escape. There was no need to keep it from them. If you should kill, we must be the ultimate, so that he would be completely disappointed so that he would not have any trouble.

Xiaoying rushed out from the front to attract their attention. I gave it a secret instruction, then turned around and circled from the side to the back of the real hero. The four behind priests were waiting for me to "greet" with kindness.

"Hey, why did that kid change his clothes? It looks a little wrong." A swordsman following the real hero said, looking at Xiaoying's back.

"It's probably this kid's trick. Don't pay attention and continue chasing me." The real hero was already blinded by the anger and said without thinking.

As I foreseeed, the real heroes did not wait for the mage behind them, and they were confidently chasing Xiaoying, while I met with the mages who had just recovered from the paralysis and curse state.

Killing intention, my eyes were filled with murderous intent, two purple red spots were beating deep in my pupils, and a web of blood like spider silk covered my eyes. I did not feel timid at all because of the face of many enemies. On the contrary, my mood became more pleasant. Blood rushes in my blood vessels, and a heat flows on my body. The curse blade in my hand whirled gently in my hand, as if singing to be able to drink blood.

The sword blade wave was opened, and the curse blade with the red mist raised layers of surging sword waves out of nowhere, intertwining a series of nets of death, singing the hymns of hell. Once these mages holding wooden sticks were approached, they would undoubtedly be like lambs to be slaughtered, and I would not be able to perform as casually.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood. The terrifying eyes of the enemy and the flying blood made me even more crazy. The Curse Blade and the Scimitar were waving wildly in my hands. Pastor, my brother, you are the one I cut off. If you don't abandon you first, I will be having fun behind me.

Needless to say, the strength of the level 40 assassin was not mentioned. Under my crazy slashing, only one of the boys on the edge was smart. When I saw me appearing like a fierce and evil spirit, I ran away and only got two swords. I was lucky and didn't die immediately. In addition, the other three wanted to bother me, and those who were waiting for reinforcements all became my souls under my sword, dyeing the withered and yellow fallen leaves on the ground a layer of red.

Humph, these three are dead, do you still want to escape? Let's accompany them. I wiped the blood splashed on my face, looked coldly at the front, and pointed at the guy who was thrusting his heart wide and was only rushing to the running guy.

"Damn it, stop it, everyone, let's hang up." The real man who was rushing from behind was shocked when he saw the scene that happened in this moment, then immediately woke up and roared.

In front, the real hero who was chasing him happily suddenly heard the screams from behind. When he turned around, he saw that the lagging mages had already crossed the corpse jungle one by one, while a bloody killer god was standing in the middle with murderous intent, and the mage running back with one arrow.

"Damn, why is this kid behind us? Who is in front?" The real hero widened his eyes and cursed, "Hurry up, turn around and encircle him together."

After the life of the escaped mage, I immediately turned around and faced the real man. I still had the confidence to deal with the attacks of the three people.

I jumped and asked the sword light from the real man to cut, then I bent over and turned around, dodged the slash behind, and I couldn't escape the attack from a guy, so I could not escape the attack from him, so I'll fight head-on. Who is afraid of whom? As soon as the scimitar was lifted, he met his sword.

With more than two hundred damage, it seemed that this guy's attack was not very fierce. I smiled grimly and leaned forward. The curse blade in my right hand was like poking a linen, tearing apart apart cracks on his armor. I didn't expect that my attack power was so strong that I didn't care about the defense of his armor at all. He retreated in panic, took out the potion and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chapter completed!