Thriller Paradise Chapter 732: Wu Shuang Wu Dou Hui (2)

Two minutes ago...

Wang Tanzhi regained his mobility after watching the opening cg and listening to the task prompts.

It's a coincidence that his initial teleportation point is just in front of a group of magic soldiers.

Originally... that group of demons were resting in place under the leadership of their commander [Jiao]. Unexpectedly... a white light suddenly appeared in front of the formation, and a second later, a man dressed in a Renaissance Assassin assassin suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing this scene, the few monster soldiers closest to Xiao Tan immediately stepped forward with their guns, surrounded him, and asked in a guarded tone: "Who is here?"

"Uh..." Xiao Tan's reaction was not slow. Through cg, he already knew the group of evil spirits in front of him (the size of the monster soldier is similar to human beings, the skin is blue-gray all over, and the hair is white; theirs) Most of the eyes are yellow eyes, the ears are pointed, the mouth has fangs, and the nails are also pointed.) They are the miscellaneous soldiers of "Yuan Lu Zhijun". Therefore, after thinking for two seconds, he replied, "I'm here to participate. Fighting will come, but I am lost, do you know how to get to the magic city?"

"Huh? You? Go to the fighting meeting?" The demon soldiers looked up and down Xiao sigh, as if they didn't believe it.

"If you don't know... you can find someone in charge to come out and tell me." Xiao Tan didn't want to be too long with the miscellaneous soldiers. As he said, he scanned the local formations, and quickly found a shape. The guy who is different from the general miscellaneous fish, "Ah...that fat guy over there seems to be your chief, or else you can tell me..."

"What did you say?"

Before he finished speaking, the "fat man" in his mouth turned his head, showing a fierce look, and interrupted him with a violent drink.

"I'll go...you can hear it so far..." Xiaotan muttered in a low voice, "and he seems to be angry...Is it because I said something wrong..."

This time... his reaction was a bit slow. Of course, he can't be completely blamed for this, because...Generally speaking, men don't react as big as women after being called fat...Most men don't mind this. Many people think that titles like "Zhang Fat, Wang Fat, Xiao Pang" are very cordial.

But... now that Xiao Tan met this magic general, it was obvious that he belonged to the small group of people who extremely minded the title "fat".

His name is [Jiao].

As a demon general, Jiao’s appearance is naturally different from those of miscellaneous soldiers...

His skin is light gray, with gray eyes and blue eyes, raised brow bones, and a pair of huge fangs sticking out of his mouth.

He wears a peculiar mask on his face. It looks like a pair of special leather underwear... The lower part of the mask covers his nose, mouth, and chin below his cheekbones, and two more The hole is just enough for his fangs to pass through; and the upper part of the mask is in the shape of an inverted triangle. It covers the top of his head and extends to the back of his head.

Jiao is not a bald head. On the back of his head, there is a pinch of soaring braids like green onions...

He wore a pair of black shoulder pads on his shoulders, and the shoulder straps on both sides of the shoulder pads met on his chest, connecting a piece of mound-shaped armor on his stomach.

By the way... Objectively speaking, he is indeed a fat man. Although his exposed chest and biceps are also well-developed, he has five short stature, big **** and abdomen, and a demon version of the tiger (" Characters in "Water Margin").

"You bastard...Do you know who this uncle is?" Jiao immediately shouted again when he saw that Xiao Tan had no intention of repentance. "Do you not want to live anymore?"

"What the **** did I do..." Xiao sighed his eyes, still at a loss.

"Dare to pretend to be garlic?" Jiao's patience has reached its limit, "Look at Lao Tzu peeling you alive!"

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Time back to now...

"It's simply inexplicable..." Wang Tanzhi ran across the wasteland, "because I called you a fat man... is it necessary?"

"You said it again!" Jiao was extremely sensitive to those two words. Angrily roared, "Little ones! Follow me! Break him into pieces!"

"Yes!" The magic soldiers behind Jiao got the order, and immediately roared for a while, and their aura gained a little more.

"Cut...it seems to be useless to reason..." Xiao sighed. "I'll speed up a little bit more, if you run seriously... they should not be able to catch up with me..."

Thinking of this, his running speed accelerated a little more. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the rocky hills ahead.

"Well... a good opportunity..." Looking at the flustered little sigh, Feng Bujue was hesitant in his heart, muttering, "Should I make a move..."

Here, in order to avoid misunderstanding by the judges, I want to explain... The "strike" in the mouth of Brother Jue is not "strike to help", but "take advantage of the situation to attack."

"Huh..." After two seconds, Feng Bujue seemed to have made up his mind, and snorted coldly, "I'm a little bit of a benevolent woman, too...Is he hesitating? I should have let him Experience the cruelty of teamfight..."

His approach seems a bit ruthless, but it's actually understandable.

In a real game, such "sneak attacks" are simply commonplace, and opponents won't let you go just because you are being chased by a group.

It's better to be taught by your own people here than to be taught by outsiders in the game... Thinking of this, Jue brother decisively decided... to launch a ruthless assault on Xiao Tan.

Yes... At this moment, the sudden change occurred.

"Yuan Luzhi's minions...Don't be too arrogant!" A clear roar came from the sky, leading out a blue-white figure.

But seeing that man... his head is tied with a silk ribbon, his hair is flying; he is wearing a silver coat to reflect the sun; he wears iron armor underneath, and he leans tightly; he steps on the flower folds, and he walks like stars.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!!" Zhao Yunshuang appeared on the stage. In his hand, the powerful gentian (Zhao Yun's weapon in the "Wu Shuang" series) spun out layers of spear shadows, blocking the advance of the magic soldiers.

"Fuck..." Feng Bujue was already shaking hands with the grenade. When he saw General Zhao's figure, he took the things back into the grenade box again. "Where did it come from?" He couldn't help but look up. God, Tucao said, "Is this someone inserting coins?"

On the other side, after Xiao Tan heard Zhao Yun's voice, he immediately stopped, turned around and said in surprise: "Huh? Zhao Zilong?"

In the next few seconds, many pictures flashed through Wang Tanzhi's mind... He remembered it clearly. In the "Wushuang" series of games, Zhao Yun's fighting power is very different from that of the mass-faced generals. To him, killing miscellaneous soldiers is like cutting grass. With a group of a hundred or so demon soldiers in front of me, plus a mass-faced dragon demon general like "Jiao"... Under Zhao Zilong's hands, he basically won't live for a minute.

"Oh? Who am I..." Jiao sneered after seeing the person who came, "Huh...the blue dragon flying on the battlefield...Is it..."

His tone made Feng Bujue, who was observing in the dark, feel a little strange.

"What's the situation? As a public face...this attitude is a little arrogant..." Brother Jue said in his heart.

"Hehe...the defeated generals dare to appear in front of me?" Jiao's next sentence surprised both Brother Jue and Xiao Tan.

"He is defeated?" Xiao Tan said in confusion. "How is this possible..."

"Ah...sorry, this righteous man..." In the next second, Zhao Yun turned his head and responded to Xiao Tan's question, "My strength is not enough...for now...it shouldn't be Jiao's opponent. "He said in a deep voice, "However, I am confident that I can deal with it..." As he said, he opened his posture and was ready for battle, "You go first! I will resist here!"

"Wo~de——Fuck?" Feng Bujue could only use this **** (because he is a man talking to himself at the moment. So the system is not blocked) to express his inner surprise, "Body For an unparalleled military commander who admitted that he could not beat the public and set up a death flag?"

And Xiao Tan is over there...As a very conscientious person, he must be unable to leave: "Although I can't figure out what is going on. But...General Zhao and I have never lived before, but they gave up their lives. Help each other, how can I be greedy for life and be afraid of death, and just leave?"

"The righteous man. You are serious." Zhao Yun replied, "Anyone who dares to stand up against Yuan Lu Zhi is my companion. This is what it should be."

"Okay...you two are there, Lori, are you talking endlessly?" Jiao interrupted their conversation, "If you have anything, let's talk about it on Huangquan Road!" After that, he raised his arms. With a wave, "Little ones! Go!"

Before his words fell, the magic soldiers rushed forward and rushed towards Xiao Tan and Zhao Yun.

The battle has started, so there is no need to say more.

Perhaps it is the fighting instinct, or the habit of the assassin...At this moment, the first thing Xiao Tan thinks of is "capture the thieves first." Therefore, he consciously leaned to where Jiao was.

I saw his hands stretched out, and his fist blades and military stabs were ready; he used a move [Inverse Blade Revolving Slash] to enter the enemy's formation, taking advantage of the whirlwind momentum to take the hinterland of the demons.

Unexpectedly...

"Yi Shi! Be careful!" Xiao Tan's whirling cut was not finished before Zhao Yun's voice rang.

Unfortunately, this voice is still too late.

Ping Pong Pong...

With a rush of noise, Xiao Tan's figure...stopped.

At this time, he was already pale in amazement.

"Blocked..." Xiao sighed, "All... blocked..."

His astonishment is also forgivable. Who would have thought... his super-high-speed continuous whirl slashes were all blocked by the gang of soldiers, and none of the blows hurt anyone.

"Could it be..." Even Feng Bujue, who was watching from a distance, was shocked. "The abilities of these guys are all at the level of Shura difficulty?"

Shura difficulty, in the "Wu Shuang" series...a kind of difficulty that challenges players' extreme reaction, patience, endurance and strategy. Under this difficulty, the enemy's offensive, defensive, blood, and block, attack and other reactions will be strengthened to a heinous level. Unparalleled generals who have not reached the full level or are not equipped with powerful equipment are usually killed by a small soldier with a round of random swords (or random spears or arrows); the popular face generals can also easily take the player's life with a set of combos .

"It's awful..." Look at Xiao Tan again. After the trick just now, he is already in a heavy siege; the enemy is still holding long weapons, and Xiao Tan who is stagnant... can be described as a flaw. Hundreds of times.

"Kill him!" Naturally, the magic soldiers would not let this foolish self-inflicted snare, and several people stabbed them with spears before they shouted and shouted.

"Ha!" When it was said that it was too late, it was fast, but when Zhao Yun heard a tiger roar, he swung back with his gun, and forcibly broke a path with his vindictive spirit, and came to Xiao Tan's side. Those magic soldiers were shocked by this force They staggered, backed up one after another, but... none of them died.

" Righteous man, don't be impulsive!" Zhao Yun and Xiao Tan stood back to back. He breathed and said, "There are more than a hundred enemy troops, and you...not to mention fighting spirit, you don't even have a solid armor on your body, how can you kill you?"

"I was wrong..." Xiao sighs this sentence from the heart, "You are dragging down General Zhao..."

He even regrets his intestines at this moment, and his heart is depressed: "I knew this...I would just listen to Brother Yun, and I can run away...I stay here is a cumbersome thing! That group! What's wrong with the little soldiers? Everyone's reaction speed can keep up with my whirling slash, and every one of them successfully blocked my attack... Crazy, isn't this? Are you really mixed soldiers?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Tan couldn't help but glanced at General Jiao outside the crowd. I shuddered suddenly: "I seem to understand... why Zhao Yun would lose to this kind of public face. In this universe... Yuan Lu Zhijun's strength is all strong against the sky..."

"The righteous man." Zhao Yun's voice soon sounded again, interrupting Xiao Tan's thoughts, "I have come to you, the power of Wushuang has been exhausted, and I am afraid that I will not have time to protect you. You..."

"I'm fine, General Zhao doesn't care about me." Xiao Tan said, already thinking about it. Launched the [Heaven and Earth Reversal God Technique].

In the blink of an eye, his figure rushed into the sky.

Since his "flying to the sky" was without warning, the surrounding magic soldiers could not react, waiting for them to move. Xiao Tan was five or six meters away from the ground and could no longer hinder it.

"In this way... he can fight with all his strength without scruples..." The little sigh that flew into the air looked at Zhao Yun on the ground.

"Do you want to run? Asshole stuff."

Just when Xiao sighed thinking that he could be relieved, Jiao's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

This moment. Wang Tanzhi's blood is cold...

"This guy..." Xiao Tan's body moved before his thoughts, and when the feeling of "panic" flashed through his mind, his hand was already raised. The special effect of Altaïr's Touch: [Assassin's Front] has been activated.

Pong——

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron.

Xiao sighs that indestructible Hidden Blade, which can withstand the sweep of the spear in Jiao's hand.

But it was blocked... Xiao Tan's survival value was still reduced by 9%, his arm was numb, and the whole person fell towards the ground.

"He could jump to a place higher than me in an instant..." When he was flying upside down in the air, he sighed, "Moreover, he can use it lightly and at high speed in the air where there is nowhere to borrow. This kind of strange power attack..."

A few seconds later, Wang Tanzhi's feet touched the ground again. Due to the effect of the [Heaven and Earth Reversal God Technique], from a small sigh, he was shot "upward", so when he approached the ground, his retreat speed had slowed down a lot. Taking this opportunity, he canceled the skill the moment he touched the ground, reversed the direction of gravity, and stood still.

Because the direction of Jiao’s attack was not perpendicular to the ground, Xiao Tan’s falling orbit deviated from the ascent. When he returned to the ground, he was no longer in the battle group of the magic soldiers and Zhao Yun.

"Huh? Not bad...you look easy." Feng Bujue, who was watching the battle, said, "Through the enemy's attack, I got out of the predicament with minimal loss."

He’s a typical drama-watching person who doesn’t know how to sing, but what Xiao Tan is thinking at this time is: "What to do... if you are singled out, I may have a chance to win, but it must be a miserable victory... if I escape , Zhao Yun will be more miserable. And if he hangs up... I have to bear a lot of responsibility."

While Wang Tanzhi was doing a difficult psychological struggle, another unexpected guest... broke into the battle.

"One hate only one can do nothing; the second hate a confidant is fate..."

The person has not arrived, the poem number has arrived, and the identity of the person who came is ready to come out.

"Three hatreds, the waves of the river are endless; the four hatreds are so cold in the world..."

When I read the fourth sentence, a beautiful figure has rushed like lightning.

"Five Hate platforms are easy to leak; Six Hate orchid leaves are more focused..."

Chiqi——qiqi——

The sword moves, and the sword sings.

The sound of the sword dance, which is as fast as the wind, bursts with mourning.

"Seven Hate Pufferfish are very poisonous; Eight Hate peanut thorns..."

"Who?" Jiao snorted in mid-air, and stepped down, trying to block the sword's edge.

"Nine Hate there are mosquitoes in the summer night; Ten Hate Fiendula Tibetan worm..."

Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping...

Quick, one word, quick.

The clash of swords and spears brought out a series of weapons that sounded as fast as lightning and dense as rain.

"Eleven hatreds never met an opponent; twelve hatreds are invincible in the world!"

Poetry number only~IndoMTL.com~ figure appeared.

The two fighting phantoms each stopped, forming a confrontation.

One side is a fat man. A single name "Jiao", far away Lu Zhi's next demon commander.

On the other side, there is a swordman in black, wearing a lavender shawl, carrying a sword stand, long hair fluttering, sword eyebrows and stars. The name "Sword Sovereign Twelve Hate" is a proud and lonely knight in the Thunderbolt sword world.

"This play is really getting more and more interesting..." As a bystander, Feng Bujue was very interested. He was eager to make some popcorn and sat down and watched it slowly. "I don't believe... Jiao can play A master in the world of Thunderbolt..." After chanting this sentence, his expression changed slightly, "Eh? Wait...it's not right! When the two of them were fighting just now, Jiao did not lose the wind..."

"Huh...this time there is a troublesome guy..." On the battlefield, Jiao spoke again, "But... to beat the uncle..." His confidence made Jue brother familiar with "Wushuang". And the men in the world of "Thunderbolt" are hard to complain, "...It's a hundred years too early!" (To be continued...)

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