Damn! Is this a martial arts fanatic? It turns out that money is so easy to make! Fang Yi clicked and accepted the duel. After three seconds, the duel began. Seeing that the thief on the opposite side did not enter the stealth state, the Styx Sword was not polite, and jumped over and slashed at the thief's head with both hands.

The Styx Sword took a light and agile battle route, and the slender sword in his hand was also the smallest among two-handed weapons. But compared to the speed of attack, Fang Yi was the most loyal follower of the preemptive tactics. As soon as the Styx Sword moved, Fang Yi had already jumped to the other party's forehand side, and two cold lights of swords were directly at the hilt of the opponent's weapon.

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch strong, the most important thing for fighting with the warrior is distance. As an expert in playing warriors, Fang Yi naturally knew this. A few crisp sounds of "ding Ding Dangdang", the Styx Sword, as a warrior, was forced to retreat two steps by the thief. Although he was not hurt, the attack routine was already blocked.

Fang Yi was unreasonable, and the dagger rushed to the opponent's lower three routes, while the scimitar was waiting for an opportunity to attack the warrior's vital points like a poisonous snake. The Styx Sword was obviously not a mediocre sword, and the steps were not chaotic. The four-foot-long sword body brought out a series of beautiful sword flowers. As the sword edge swung, it dissolved the thieves' attack one by one.

But at this time, Qi Dushanhe, who was standing by watching the battle, had already frowned because he had already seen that the Styx Sword was at a disadvantage. The Styx Sword's strength was undoubtedly not as low as the weak appearance of the Elf clan, but the frontal battle was actually suppressed by a thief.

The situation should be the opposite! The Styx Sword also thought so at this time. His strength was obviously more than one step higher than the opponent, but he just couldn't play his advantage. The thief on the opposite side was like a ghost, and he was preparing to attack with his next move. It seemed that he had seen through whether this sword was attacking or defending.

The Styx Sword, which was forced to defend, has lost the possibility of victory. Fang Yi's attack move faster than once. After the dagger hits the elf warrior's wrist, the opponent's defense collapses and is soon defeated.

The defeated warrior had no frustration expression, but was just confused. The winning Fang Yi frowned and looked at the Styx Sword as if he was thinking about something. Just when he was angry, he was about to come and give the elf warrior a step, Fang Yi said, "Have you participated in the PW Peak Competition?"

The Styx Sword was stunned, and then said happily: "Are you? Which great god are you? I don't remember..." Fang Yi waved his hand and interrupted the Styx Sword's words, "I'm not a great god."

"That expert, can you tell me what my problem is?" The Styx Sword seemed extremely excited. The opposite side was obviously a master. He stopped at the top 100 in Paw, but because of the bottleneck of technology, he did not go further. How could he let go of this opportunity in front of him?

Just looking at the world-wide gestures made by Fang Yi, the Styx Sword was a little stunned - this person really loves money, but it seems that there are indeed a few great gods with this personality...

Fang Yi cheated next time, but it was not right. After charging a certain amount of guidance fee, he fought with the Styx Sword more than a dozen games. The Styx Sword lost every game, but he became more and more energetic. It was not until the sky was getting dark and everyone was about to start acting, and they had to end the harassment of Fang Yi.

Under the night, in a small team of thirty people, the sages of Shanhe and the Styx were discussing the duel during the day with each word.

"How about Xiaojian, do you have any eyebrows?"

"There is indeed an ID called Block among the great gods I know, but that's a warrior." The Styx Sword cut over a sneak attacking python and continued, "As for the fighting style... I don't have the chance to fight him, but according to others, Block's fighting style is not style, and it's completely adaptable to the situation when fighting."

"The ids of well-known players in Miracle have unique protection, but how can a great-level person change his profession? By the way, why haven't I heard of this block?"

"Oh, that's right. It's said that he used to play games to make money. He seemed to have no interest in becoming famous. Later, he was in the PW Peak Competition..."

Fang Yi occasionally informed the commander of the large army and rushed to the destination. With so many helpers, Fang Yi had no intention of doing his own work. If the elites in these guilds and dozens of senior druids who had assisted, if they couldn't even take down a camp of 100 people, they might as well not build a station and just quit the game.

As expected, under the all-round encirclement of the world's overlord elite team, the advance force of the Hongpao Mage was destroyed. At the same time, Fang Yize, Qi Duanshanhe and others had already arrived at the hidden camp where the island team was hiding.

There is no such thing as pulling out the scout and sneak attack. When the other party saw his teammate's avatars, he knew that there was something wrong, and sneak attacks were just talks. So Fang Yi's team was bombing and rushed into the cave directly after a long-range bombing.

There were less than twenty Japanese in the camp, but they were well-equipped and had great combat power. At first, they called out in Chinese, but later they saw that they were surrounded and had no hope of escape. The attacking players shouted the slogan of destroying Japanese, and knew that their identity had been exposed. They shouted bird songs without hesitation to cheer themselves up.

Fang Yi quickly met the fat man he had seen before. He was a monk of a high level. He had two small oil beards on his face, but his combat power was quite strong. He came up and killed a thief on his side.

He is so fat, he looks like a monk in a flower! Fang Yi kept muttering and spitting at the fat monk. His hands were not slow, and he opened the opponent's iron fist. The dagger stuck to the opponent's armpits and elbow joints like a bone-attached gangrene, making the opponent's fighting skills unable to be used. The scimitar that was broken with a hair blade warmly greeted the opponent's various key points.

Within half a minute, the unlucky monk was accidentally stabbed in his belly by a scimitar. The super high vital attack and the sixteen toxin damage that appeared immediately afterwards made the monk's eyes keep retreating, and he relied on Gao Lingmin to jump out of the battle circle.

How could Fang Yi agree? It is our motto to put down the wrong person. He kicked the widow's door at night to treat his friends from the island country. The slogan "I'm a big day..." was only halfway, and Fang Yi's scimitar was already slashing at the fat man's soft neck like lightning.

"You're here for me!" Fang Yi's hand was filled with force, and a big head like a watermelon soared into the sky. As the fat man's character turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky, a necklace surrounded by purple light and a round object fell out of the corpse.

Taimora is on! Fang Yi's hand is fast and he copied two things in his hand. He threw them into his backpack without even looking at them. The golfer Xuewu, who was staring at Fang Yi, was almost at a loss and shouted loudly: "Rare equipment! What are you doing in the square? That's the team's spoils!"
Chapter completed!