Chapter 2823 Crow’s Mouth

I felt guilty for a moment.

Yes, I am an assassin.

The purpose of this trip is to assassinate all the top leaders of the Sea Clan. If necessary, I will kill the entire Sea Clan together.

Now that it was revealed, there was nothing more to say. With a flick of his wrist, the broom was thrown towards the questioning adventurer.

The adventurer was on guard for a long time. When he saw the broom coming towards his head and face, he immediately drew his knife and used his memory to slash Huashan. With a soft click, he split the middle of the broom into two pieces.

"Good sword skills!" I chuckled, unsheathed the demon sword, and headed straight for the adventurer's heart.

"This is swordsmanship!" the adventurer responded angrily, and at the same time, the knight's sword was also held out, and it went straight to my heart.

Could this be the legendary secret skill - Tonggui Sword Technique?

A madman's swordsmanship that forces the opponent to give way in a gesture of mutual destruction?

Come to think of it, this adventurer must have a lot of combat experience. Raising his hand is the Tonggui Sword Technique. Its effect is similar to that of throwing the king bomb at the beginning. It is all designed to frighten the opponent, and then make him feel fear. , so the strength is greatly reduced, even if you have full confidence, you can be frightened to 30%, and then continue to intimidate the opponent with the strength of the number of people, and the chance of winning is close to 50% - the above is when playing against a strong person. special means.

Obviously, he regards me as a strong person, and I have to praise: Your intuition is really accurate.

But he miscalculated one thing, that is, this trick is useless to me!

I chuckled three times in my heart, and continued to charge forward with my sword. When the tip of the sword was less than two inches away from his chest, I saw the adventurer turn around and avoid the fatal blow.

He was scared.

I stood with my sword in hand and sneered three times: "Come on, let's hurt each other!"

He landed with both feet on the ground, put his sword to his side, took a stance, and asked sternly: "Why don't you hide?"

I was confused when he asked: "Why should I hide?"

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I encountered a tough problem today!" The adventurer yelled, and pulled out another knight's sword from his companion. With both swords in hand, he walked around me, returning each other as he walked. Playing with the sword, looking at his skillful movements, he has a bit of the grace of me when I turned the pen.

A true expert will know what is there as soon as he takes action.

Through the brief exchange just now, I have a general understanding of this adventurer's basic skills. He is more than a little weaker than me. If I really get serious, I am playing with him like a craftsman playing with a monkey.

After roughly understanding the situation, I relaxed and relaxed. Although there is a proverb that says, "A lion needs all his strength to fight a rabbit." That's because the rabbit stays next to the cave. If he doesn't use all his strength, he won't have dinner.

If a fighting master were to fight against an ordinary middle school student, let alone a full-strength fighter, even with half-strength, he could knock out his opponent with one blow.

Now, the gap between me and the group of adventurers in front of me is probably the same as that between a fighting master and an ordinary middle school student.

Suddenly sensing that I was slacking off, the leader of the adventurer Leng Buding came up with a sword, whistling like a gust of wind, and almost shouted: Hahahaki!

By the way, if he was really a swift swordsman, I could go all out to fight him, but this guy is just a copycat version, and he can swing his sword without tornadoes and his movements are not erratic, not even as good as Billy.

For a moment, I suddenly felt a little tired, and a feeling of being fooled came to my mind. I looked back at the rising fire, felt the roar of the explosion that passed into my ears, and then gathered my killing intent, turned my wrist lightly, The tip of the knife was raised, aimed at the thin gap between the two swords, and stabbed in hard.

puff!

The sound of a knife cutting into flesh.

Centered on the left chest.

The leader of the adventurer stopped in his tracks, his hands suddenly stopped mid-air, and the sword edge was only a dozen inches away from my body.

There was deathly silence all around, and countless adventurers stared blankly at all this, as if they were dreaming.

The leader of the adventure slowly lowered his head, glanced at the knife stuck in his chest with only the hilt with a complicated expression, moved his lips, and said with difficulty: "What a knife!"

Then there was a 'pop' sound, and he fell backwards, dead.

Except for the time spent playing swordsmanship in the middle, from beginning to end, in less than a second, the leading adventurer returned to the God of Creation.

The surrounding adventurers all stood still, watching the leader's fall. The next second, the atmosphere suddenly changed, from the initial joking to agitation. This group of seemingly ordinary adventurers turned out to be because of the leader. Death, in a short period of time, transformed into a group of violent ordinary adventurers!

Then they swarmed up, vying to ‘give away their heads’. After about dozens of breaths, the adventurers lay down on the ground and all accompanied the leader to meet the God of Creation.

I raised my head and looked towards the Poseidon man who threw my broom, but I couldn't find that man again. I guess he slipped away in the chaos.

Suddenly there was a bustling sound not far away. It seemed that the next wave of Poseidon adventurers had arrived. I dodged, hid under the wall, and ran forward along the wall.

After running a hundred or ten meters away, the group of adventurers finally arrived. Seeing corpses everywhere, the leading adventurer roared, and his momentum suddenly increased. With his current momentum, even if he faced Jackson, he could fight hard. Back.

Shaking my head, I moved and ran towards the direction of the new fire at a very fast speed.

When I was less than two hundred meters away from the blazing fire, a surging pressure came towards me. I frowned and slowed down.

I am still very familiar with this pressure. It comes from the evil dragon Spitz. I think he must be fighting a fierce battle with a strong man, because mixed with Spitz's huge pressure, there is another force. The unfamiliar oppressive force. Although this oppressive force is also very powerful, it is far less solid than Spitz's. However, it should be comparable to the oppressive force released by Mr. Taylor. He should be an awakened level powerhouse of the Poseidon Clan.

However, if you taste it carefully, you will find that this pressure is different from the pressure released by the old man.

I was lucky enough to experience the old man's oppressive force once. It was an airtight kind. Once enveloped, one would not be able to think of escaping for the time being. However, the oppressive force of the awakened person who was confronting Spitz was even more loose. Even if I were to confront him, I would still have the thought of running away.

With such an imperfect pressure, his strength must be much worse than that of the old man. But if the old man is placed in front of Spitz, he will have no power to parry. Thinking about it, this guy will be defeated soon. Spitz will be crushed to pieces, unless

Thoughts flashed through one by one, but before they were formed, a huge pressure suddenly came.

The corner of my mouth twitched and I murmured: "As expected, there is a second one, but if there are only two, it doesn't seem like enough."

Before I finished speaking, a third force of pressure followed, and I immediately gave myself a mouthful: "Bah! Crow mouth, what do you say?"