Chapter 154 The Method of Thirteen Swords 1

Any technical strategy is in vain in the face of absolute power. In a wailing, the desolate defeat of the Butcher's Guild is staged again.

At this moment, Ye Feng's anger has also been captured by the boundless momentum of the boss. Looking at the faces of the members around him, they are not much worse than himself. Ye Feng knows that it is time to stop this time, otherwise, it will be counterproductive.

"I'm running away. It's really useless!"

When Ye Feng waved away, Xu Feng's cynicism was like a sharp arrow, crossing the space of the two, and piercing straight into Ye Feng's complex heart and the hearts of the depressed members of the Tuhuang Guild.

Ye Feng, who was expressionless, just paused, then shook his head desperately and returned to the guild camp a little annoy.

"I guess nothing will happen next!" Xu Feng looked at it for a while and was immediately bored. He bent his legs and sat down at the place where he was sitting just now. Then he stood side by the thirteen swords and asked, "Where shall we leave later?"

"No hurry!" Thirteen Swords looked at him lightly, then turned his head quietly, looked at the distance, and replied leisurely.

"Uh!" Xu Feng couldn't say anything at the moment, so he had to continue to look at the opposite side patiently.

"I want to ask, do you want to stay here and die with that monster, or go together?" When Qinglongjun saw his lifeless return here, he looked around at the crowd and said.

"What do you think?" Tie Wuya looked at him and replied angrily.

"I said, it's up to you. I'll leave here with the others first. By the way, don't fight. It's not good!" Leaving this sentence, Qinglong Junlin smiled twice, and then set out with a cold face.

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Soon, the black dense forest returned to silence, leaving only five players from the Butcher's Guild there, directly monitoring Xu Feng and Thirteen Swords on the opposite side.

"Surveilled!"

Xu Feng looked at the people who were watching him and the Thirteen Swords, and turned his head to the side and asked him.

"Line!" Thirteen Swords said indifferently without looking at them.

"downline?" Xu Feng looked at him doubtfully.

"We will meet at six o'clock tomorrow night and come at six o'clock!" Thirteen swords raised their eyebrows and said seriously.

"Why six o'clock?" Before Xu Feng could ask this, the thirteen swords flashed and went offline. Xu Feng stared blankly for a while before muttering, "Don't you need to be in such a hurry, but it's not too late."

Looking at the gradually covered night, Xu Feng shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Since he said six o'clock, there must be a reason, so Xu Feng secretly remembered this time point and looked at the members of the Tu Huang Guild who stared at him again. Xu Feng smiled faintly at them, and then they were full of hostility. Under the inquisitive eyes, it slowly turned into white light and disappeared.

"Is that how it went offline?"

"What should we do?"

"Don't look at me, I don't know..."

Seeing that Xu Feng and the two of them disappeared one after another and monitored their members of the Butcher's Guild suddenly felt that they had become abandoned children, standing alone in the dark forest.

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After taking off his helmet, Xu Feng quickly fell asleep. The next morning, Xu Feng got up a little lazy under the loud cry of his myna.

After finishing everything around him, Xu Feng rode to school. The school curriculum has not changed much. Xu Feng studied hard as usual, and at this moment, he did not have to prepare magic props. He only felt that the current content was very simple. After a few strokes, he It is integrated.

In the afternoon, Xu Changman and he spent a day of training in the martial arts club, and then Xu Feng rushed back to the dormitory anxiously before 6 p.m. to prepare food for the eight brothers. Xu Feng did not have time to have dinner. Before six o'clock, he put on a fantasy helmet and entered the game with only a flash.

At this time, just after dawn, the sunlight in the east was intercepted by the acacia trees.

"Here you are!"

The cold sound of the thirteen swords sounded faintly in this dark forest, which shocked Xu Feng, who had just arrived online and had not yet adapted to the light in front of him.

"It's coming!" Xu Feng patted the beating heart and said with a little gasp.

"Stand this way, I'll wake up the boss." After saying that, the thirteen swords walked in the direction of the boss. At this time, because of the dawn, it was dark and he couldn't see his fingers.

"Oh!" Xu Feng didn't think so. After a while, he came back and said puzzledly, "You are crazy. If the boss is woken up by you, how can we leave secretly!"

"The night is too dark, and there are dry branches under the ground. You can't see it. This is one point; the second point is that in the morning, the emperor boss will wake up and absorb the essence of the morning;

The thirteen swords continued to move forward, and the indifferent voice was like thunder, which sounded faintly in the endless forest, which made Xu Feng beside him feel a kind of fear for no reason.

chewing his words, Xu Feng also understood in an instant that if after a while, the people who monitored him in the Tuhuang Guild would definitely come. At this time, they just ran away and stay away from here, but Xu Feng couldn't figure out what it had to do with waking up the boss. It is impossible and ridiculous to think that the boss will make way because he or he has the spirit of being a bastard, so Xu Feng does not understand the sitting method of the thirteen swords at this moment.

Gura's towering body slowly turned around in place. Between the lantern-sized pupils, countless green air flashed by, and it was strange in this diffuse black forest.

Looking at the thirteen swords moving forward indifferently, Gula's eyes flashed with a trace of anger.

Thirteen swords raised its head, and its moving body suddenly stopped. It stood within 100 yards from Gula and was not deep, but Gura could also attack the place.

"Wo!"

A blood-colored sword slowly pulled out from his back, and the fierce momentum of the sword and people suddenly turned into an invisible wave and violently tore towards it.

"Wow!"

The color of the ancient ramen does not change. In the dark dense forest, a trace of green essence slowly overflowed from its body, and the crystal-like beautiful small light flew around it.

Seeing the thirteen swords in this scene, his face suddenly sank, and the long sword in his hand emitted a slightly pleasant sound.

"This sword is..." Xu Feng looked at the bloody sword in the hand of the thirteen sword, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. "It's familiar. It seems that when he hit the difficult level of Graca, he got the mysterious sword by shaking the dice. Yesterday, he didn't use this sword. It must be not enough. Now his level has passed level 20. This sword is indeed a red-level weapon, and only with the best equipment will the system improve the basic attack and level limit of the equipment.

Another interesting thing about the setting of the fantasy world is that the level of equipment is not certain. For example, the level of this growing sacred weapon in Xu Feng's hand follows Xu Feng's level, and the long sword in the hand of the thirteen sword must have identified the best attributes, so his level is naturally and is systematically Three to five levels have been raised.

"No wonder I haven't seen him bring it before. It must be that the level was not enough at that time." However, Xu Feng dared to put this level of equipment on him under such a dangerous situation. Xu Feng couldn't help admiring, "What a bold man!"

"Oh, he still has the valuable equipment he gave him yesterday in his backpack. He doesn't mind at all." Thinking of this, Xu Feng's eyes moved again. When he saw his equipment emitting a faint light in the black forest, Xu Feng's eyes flashed with a trace of envy, and he really wanted to exchange the equipment in his backpack for a mage suit suitable for him.

However, when he turned his head and thought of his family's economy, the light of envy in Xu Feng's eyes slowly faded. Let's solve the problem of the family first. After going out, he will give his equipment to Xu Changman, let him take it to the virtual platform for trading, and by the way, bring the orange-level robe that was originally scheduled to be sold.

Just when Xu Feng turned his head and thought about it. Thirteen swords kicked in their footsteps and rushed forward.

The color of the ancient ramen condensed, and the thick tree roots of adults' legs were immediately danced by it, with a sharp roar, towards the rushing thirteen sword whips.

The corners of the thirteen swords moving forward raised, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. With his legs connected to the ground, the whole body stopped moving forward and jumped back before Gura's long attack.