Chapter 113 The Glory of the Assassin

Today's Liu Shijie has experienced the extremes of two kinds of mentality. The rampage of Shawu Pavilion made an empty city put in front of him. This kind of gain without effort almost made him drunk and want to die. Even when he stood in front of the administrative hall of the Shawu Pavilion, he couldn't believe his eyes.

After all, in the more than an hour when the battle began, the resistance of Shawu Pavilion made them stop in the position of the first line of defense. Even if there were more secret weapons such as moving arrow towers, it was useless in the end. If they wanted to enter the gate of the territory of Shawu Pavilion, it was not as easy as this.

Such a surprise like a pie falling from the sky, before Liu Shijie enjoyed it for half a minute, a sudden loud noise sounded from his ears. It was not the broken sound of the broken door, nor the roaring illusion in his heart because of joy. Five warrior players were bombarded in a row, and the pupils gradually expanded by Liu Shijie. In the hole, five soldiers drew a parabola in the air and landed on the open space behind Liu Shijie.

"Who is it?" There were ripples in front of the gate of the administrative hall, and figures came out of the nihilistic air. They could easily swallow the party territory. Because of the sudden occurrence of this scene, the warrior players who were preparing to bombard the gate of the administrative hall of the Shawu Pavilion were repelled. Liu Shijie shouted loudly, and the changes in the situation made him quite angry.

Just like a beautiful woman lying in front of him, when he couldn't stop and couldn't control himself, he finally found that the beautiful woman was dressed up by a man. This feeling made Liu Shijie very unhappy and even made him a little crazy.

Who is it? With you bastards, you also want to refer to the Sand Dance Pavilion, hum... I don't measure myself." The speaker was an assassin player. When he looked up, it was not the thorn god who disappeared after getting the news - the crime of slaying the king. Who else would there be?

"You are the kings!" A total of 800 card god players kept appearing in front of the door of the administrative hall of Shawu Pavilion. Because they began to think that Shawu Pavilion had been emptied, there were less than a hundred players beside Liu Shijie at this time, so the thorn players who appeared one after another quickly surrounded Liu Shijie and others in the middle. Liu Shijie's mouth twitched and looked at The assassin player in front of him asked.

"It's not stupid, but there is no prize." The crime of king-slaying curled his lips, and a dagger appeared in his right hand and slowly walked towards Liu Shijie. Players who dare to break into the administrative hall of Shawu Pavilion are definitely not good men and women at this special moment. If it hadn't been for the order to secretly rush to Shawu Pavilion through the main city, I'm afraid that the Shawu Pavilion at this time has fallen into the hands of these players.

"You are not all assassin players. Why do you all have stealth skills? Besides, we have also detected it with reconnaissance arrows. You are not here." Liu Shijie stepped back and asked puzzledly.

The reason why Liu Shijie brought less than 100 players here, and these players are all players of Die Lianyun. First, you can see his caution. The players with white masks before have made him have to defend. These 100 or so players have been selected by him, and the other is just like his mouth. As mentioned above, in order to prevent the other party from cheating, the archers in the hundreds of players shot reconnaissance arrows almost everywhere in every corner of the Shawu Pavilion. After all the reconnaissance was completed and there was no invisible player, they were relieved.

So the other party suddenly came out of thin air, and there are non-assassin players. One or two non-assassin players have stealth skills that are acceptable, but fools can also see that although there are many assassin players on the other side, there are less than half of the number. What about the other assassin players? Besides, it was carefully detected with a reconnaissance arrow just now. How did the other party hide it from the world?

"These... Go and ask the king of thee, everyone... Kill! Don't leave one." The crime of king-slaying was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Shijie's unbelievable face. Seeing the real chapter on the knife, he quickly slid to Liu Shijie's side. In the reflection of the cold light, the dagger stabbed Liu Shijie's armpit.

The action is so fast. When Liu Shijun reacts, a red damage comes out, and then the butterfly love cloud player's attack follows, and the crime of king-slaying has no intention of retreating, because Liu Shijie is standing in the front, although the butterfly love cloud player's attack will not hurt Liu Shijie, but the king-slaying However, Liu Shijie's body can be used to block and resist.

A flirting damage value rose from Liu Shijie's body, and his constantly changing action forced Liu Shijie, a melee swordsman, to have no chance to take action. The dagger of the king's crime of king-slaying seemed to have eyes. After recognizing Liu Shijie, he kept doing intimate actions.

"Notify the people outside, all rush in... Kill these bastards. Today's Shawu Pavilion is ours. It won't change, won't..." With the floating of the damage value, Liu Shijie's face has turned into a pig liver color, his eyes are a little red, and he almost roared at the player behind him.

"Notify the boss that the situation has changed." Although I don't know why Shawu Pavilion looks empty, and listening to the roar of the swordsman player in front of me, there seems to be a large number of attacking players on the outside. The face of the crime of king-slaying became cautious, and he also ordered to a player behind him.

"Haha... Just wait to die. The transmission array of Shawu Pavilion has been destroyed by us. When the players of the King arrive, Shawu Pavilion will have been ours. Liu Shijie's face was ferocious. The sharp attack of the other party had greatly reduced the face of his vice president. The cowhide he used to brag to the players behind him seemed to break through at this time, which made Liu Shijie deeply angry.

"Fuck..." The crime of killing the king cursed secretly, and the dagger in his hand was wiped vigorously. A blood red appeared on Liu Shijie's neck. The white light flashed, and Liu Shijie softened to the ground and turned into a dead body.

"Prince Shijie? It's really a cold name. Immediately clean up the players in front of us. The other party's army will arrive soon. Today, we will swear to protect the Shawu Pavilion Party to the death. Whether we can wait for the boss and others to come, it's up to us..." The distress signals of both sides have been sent out. The crime of killing the king is holding a dagger in one hand. At this time, it has become two, both of which emit a faint gold. Under his order, the 800 players of the Assassin Army entered the flock like wolves, and a fight continued to sound.

Since you can't beat the other party in terms of manpower, the dominance in the land should be in your hands.

Half a minute passed...

"Archers, magicians, priests, all go upstairs, 221 formation arrangement, gunfire suppression, decent treatment."

"Assassin, running position with a radius of 20 meters, scattered in semicircle mode... Invisible."

"The knight is 25 meters away from the second floor, the first line of defense, start!"

"Warrior and swordsman's professional fixed-point rescue, listen to me. This is the first battle of our Assassin's Army. They all beat me beautifully. If anyone loses the face of the Assassin's Army and the face of the king, get out of here. Our king has no cops, do you know?"

"I know!!!"

The deafening shouts sounded in the Shawu Pavilion. When the two fairs of Butterfly Love Cloud and Snowflakes arrived in a hurry, they happened to meet this scene. Liu Shijie and others had turned into corpses lying on the ground, with blood stains, which confirmed the bloody fight just now. The number of opponents is not large, but the overall momentum moved every player present.

"Is this the player of the king..." Zhang Yuting doesn't know the leading assassin player, but from the other party's slogan, she can know that the players in front of her are all from the King's Army. Compared with the player lineup of ordinary fairs, anyone can easily compare the gap between them.

"Yuting, why can't you do it? Why don't I help you..." The Snowflake Piao Piaohui is named after the ID of Snowflake Piao Piao. It also has Zhang Yuting's unique beauty. However, compared with Zhang Yuting's quietness and purity, Snowflake Piao Piao has a charming and cold temperament. At this time, Snowflake Piao Piao came to Zhang Yuting's side. Her task this time is to help Die Lianyun take down the Sand Dance Pavilion. Although the union territory did not fall into her hands in the end, she could also get a lot of benefits in return.

"No, I'll do it myself." Zhang Yuting was not interested in the woman who came by her. She was not too polite in words. She waved her hand to the opposite player, and the confrontation was broken. Die Lianyun took the lead in launching the attack.

"Brothers, what are we fighting for?"

"For the glory of the king! For the glory of the God's army!"

"Very good, all the players of the Assassin Army, ready to fight!" The crime of king-slaying nodded. For the first time, he faced so many enemies. Although the faces of the players of the stabbing army were nervous, they were too much fanatic and enthusiastic about fighting PK.

Because their players of the king are players of the Assassin Army. Under the glory of the king, there is a part of them, and for the glory of the king, they are also willing to give a part of themselves.

This is the cohesion of unity, the core of the king, and the composition of a thorn army. Although they only have 800 people, they really experience the glory of the king and tie the glory and confidence to each player. In their hearts, there is a whole king to help them fight. Such an outbreak of subconscious will make their combat effectiveness soar. Even if the number of opponents has reached several times theirs, there is no more. Fear any enemy.

When the battle begins, the knight players of the first line of defense hold the long guns in their hands. They are stationed in place. They are the umbrellas of the rear comrades. If they persist for one more minute, it means that they can get an extra minute to help. Shields are summoned in the left hand, the arrows shot on the second floor and the magic of flying. It is constantly thrown in the front of the knight's defense line.

"Woth..." The assassins hidden in the dark, after the opponent's players went deep, came out of the invisible state one after another, and a touch of cold knife pierced the neck of the player around him. The white dead light brought out by a blow rose in the player group in an instant, and the battle clock had sounded.