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pm | | The floating world (15th Dec 22 at 12:26am UTC) | | But the speed of the poison is fast, as the opponent of the poison Joan is also extremely abnormal, unexpectedly did not move a step, only by hand speed, took the poison so fast, and extremely high frequency of attacks. The long and big black crystal knife was in Joan's hand, as flexible as a dagger in Poison's hand, without any inconvenience or pause. From this point of view, Joan's speed-at least the speed of the hand-is faster than poison. Of course I'm not stupid enough to let Poison go one-on-one with Joan, and then wait for Poison to retire and then replace me. We don't have that kind of pedantic chivalry. I don't have the speed of poison, and rushing to their side is just a hindrance, but it will make trouble for poison, so what I have to do is remote harassment. Poison-quenching arrows kept shooting out, and the magic with negative effects did not stop, but Joan was entangled with poison at the moment, but he could also rely on the black crystal knife to block all my attacks, his speed, let my heart sink. What is the speed of a deadly ghost? It's faster than the poisonous one. It's almost as fast as the one who sees money. See the speed of money in the game can be regarded as one of the best, Joan is now easy to show the speed of the hand, see the money on the eyes are not in vain. NPC doesn't bully people like this. The same surprise in the bottom of my heart is naturally the poison that is fighting face to face with Joan. Poison has always been very confident about her speed, and in her opinion, she won't lose too much to the super NPC. But now Joan is hard to let her see clearly, now the gap between the players and senior NPC, or not small. Poison has not been online for more than a month,fake blossom tree, so that the strength of a slight decline, although temporarily can be ranked in the first class top players, but also in the first class in the last stream. Poison originally wanted to make up for this, but unexpectedly, an accident pulled her directly into the task. Now, with this disadvantage, she is forced to fight against senior NPCs, which makes her heart more or less uncertain. Poison was not as calm and confident as it appeared,silk ficus tree, especially after Joan showed a little skill, and the worry in Poison's heart was even heavier: could she and the madman really defeat the people in front of them? Although the madman's method is very useful just listening to it, can it be implemented so smoothly? With this kind of worry, as well as understanding that there is no way to do anything about the uncle in front of him for the time being, he made a false move and took advantage of the situation to retreat. Only when the retreat was somewhat awkward, there was a shallow blood stain on the abdomen, faintly oozing a few drops of bright blood. It seems that during the retreat, Joan left a little souvenir. Looking back at the side of the forehead with sweat, some slightly panting poison, I held the bow and arrow firmly locked Joan, but did not release the arrow: "Poison, you are all right." Don't worry, it's all right. It's just a little action, and I'm not tired. Wiping away the blood oozing from the 20-centimeter-long oblique incision in the abdomen, the poison did not care much about stuffing the medicine into his mouth. But as the poison retreated, Joan did not follow up the victory, or stood in place without moving, silk ficus tree ,cherry blossom wedding centerpiece, looking at us with an expressionless face. Do you want to continue? Joan seems reluctant to take the initiative to attack us, I do not know whether it is because of the identity of the master or other reasons, but we will not be foolish to provoke him to take the initiative to attack. And he's just trying to force us to throw in the towel. However, there is no reason for us to admit defeat so easily when we finally get to this point. It has nothing to do with the final task reward, nor is it a fear of punishment after failure, but a pure feeling. There is always a feeling in my heart that if I don't finish this task, I may lose something very important. As for what, I do not know, but this feeling has been lingering in my mind, can not get rid of. Instead of answering Joan's question, I still aimed my bow and arrow at him and told him my answer with my actions: "Poison, can you still move?" "Nonsense." As soon as these two words were said, poison was no longer around us, and on Joan's side, there was the sound of "tinkling" weapon handover. Before asking Poison, the arrow in my hand had already flown out, but it reached Joan at the same time as Poison, which showed that Poison was really fast enough. But now there was no time to admire her speeding, because Poison was fast, and Joan was faster than her.
Seeing that we were unwilling to admit defeat, Joan was not going to release any more water. As soon as she turned the hilt, Joan completely turned the defensive into the offensive. Previously, when Uncle Joan was simply defending, Poison was helpless to him, not to mention that now Uncle Joan is actively attacking, not to mention that Poison is fighting back, even self-protection is stretched. But at this time, Poison Poison did something that surprised Joan. Can can only rely on the high speed to dodge, but still let the body more and more scars of the stinger, suddenly do not retreat instead, regardless of the fierce attack of the black crystal knife, holding a dagger in both hands, straight to Joan. Joan is familiar with this position of the stinger, which is officially the starting position of the "double strike of life". If it were any other time, Joan would not care about the prey's counterattack before it died, because as long as it ended its life faster than the prey, all the counterattack would be useless. But at this time Joan can not help but care, because toward him, in addition to the stinger's "double attack", there are three arrows arrived one after another. The dark blood-red sheen on the arrowheads proved that these arrows were definitely not easy to catch. As a master, Joan believed that she could get hurt, but she could not have a little wound on the hands of such a worthless little devil. This is the pride and arrogance of being a master. So out of his subconscious reaction, he used the face of the knife to resist, to resist the combination of poison, but also to resist the three flying arrows. But what he doesn't know is that we're waiting for him to do that. Seeing the face of the black crystal knife appeared in front of her eyes, the poison smiled instead, and the smile at the corners of her mouth, as she had expected, was dazzling and piercing. At the same time, Poison abandoned the starting style of "two strikes at the cost of one's life". His right hand was still holding the dagger tightly, while his left hand was no longer on the dagger, but turned into a palm and went straight to the black crystal knife. Her palm,artificial grass panels, stained with countless tiny black powder, emitting a crystal black light. Chapter 159 unintentional mental arithmetic. When Joan realized the malicious smile on Poison's lips, it was too late to draw a knife to fight back. hacartificialtree.com | |
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