Chapter 785: Heroes

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When the sun gradually turned west, both sides of the battle were already tired.
The soldiers wearing armor and standing under the blazing sun for a whole day are already exhausted. Even the players are listless because they have been paying attention to the battle for a long time. Compared with the monsters, they are not mentally So powerful, staring at the battle for so long, you will inevitably feel tired.
So, what about both sides of the fierce battle?
Because the red clouds are getting thicker and thicker, many people can no longer see the fighting movements of the two sides, and can only judge the battle situation from the sound of the weapons crossing. As the sun drifts westward, the sound of weapons from both sides is indeed reduced.
Therefore, some people who are inclined to the spell department and are not familiar with the martial arts department naturally conclude that Cheng Peng and Yang Jian are also tired, and their shots have slowed down.
But in the ears of masters who have been through hundreds of battles and can accurately judge the battle situation by sound alone, the gradual reduction of the symphony of gold and iron not only means that the intensity of the battle between the two sides has decreased, but that the two have already fought. To the point of being extremely close and dangerous, they are even trying to reduce the chance of weapon collision, try to use dodge rather than block to deal with the opponent's attack, and free up more power to fight back.
At this point in the battle, maybe the winner will be soon?
"That's not necessarily!" Zhang Channian, who had rushed back, muttered, "I thought they were about to win or lose two hours ago, but they are still playing; an hour ago, I think they must be about to do it soon. I ’m alive, but they ’re still fighting ... Now I wo n’t be surprised even if they are going to fight at night! "
"As long as Cheng Peng has this stamina, if I change it to me, I'm afraid I have lost the battle." He Ming sighed, "This guy ... I challenged him how many times he didn't know, every time he moved forward, I thought the distance to him was shortened, and I soon realized that he seemed to be improving a little bit faster than me. "
"Then your gap is getting bigger and bigger?" Wen De asked with a smile, He Ming felt his nose helplessly and sighed.
"Actually, your confidence is continually declining." Bai Yu suddenly said, "You are not far from him, as long as you can put down the burden, don't care about winning or losing, you might not have the ability to fight with him on an equal footing."
He Ming certainly understands this, but it is one thing to understand, but it is another matter to be able to do it. Since the two sides of the three-country Wushuang world have known each other, he does not know how many times he has played against Cheng Peng, but he did not do it once. If he won, even if his courage is iron, after so many failures and setbacks, he will inevitably be frustrated and lose confidence in himself.
Everyone whispered here and ignored the battle for a while.
So when they didn't have time to notice the small movements of the players in Xiqi City.
When that red light shot at Cheng Peng, most of them didn't even realize it.
Of course, there is also the credit for the bow and the sword. That bow is unique to the Western mythical world. Every time an enemy is selected, the arrows shot will have an additional bonus to it. Both the accuracy and the power will be greatly improved, and all the murderous intentions will be better. Converged, only launched against the target, without being interfered by others; that sword is the sword of chasing souls for thousands of miles, as long as the target is locked, it will continue to kill no matter how far away, as the shadows follow, endless, but will not distribute any murderous, Make the target difficult to detect.
The combination of this bow and one sword, I don't know how many strong enemies have been shot, and also won the position of one of the ten masters of the Tianjian League for Chuanyunzi, whose strength is not excellent.
Although he is not particularly strong at ordinary times, when he has a bow in his hand and a sword on the string, Zhou Ren should also be afraid of three points!
This sword was shot, and in a flash, he had reached Cheng Peng and went straight to the door.
Even though Cheng Peng ’s innate spirit has warned, but because the time is too tight and the battle situation is too fierce, he ca n’t even free his hand to resist, he can only tilt his head slightly, and hope to avoid the arrow. "
If it was an arrow, he could indeed hide. But that's not it. It's a sword. It's a flying sword specially made for sneak attack. This six-star silver-level flying sword can only be used once. It is one of the most expensive consumables in today's games. The power of is fully worthy of this value!
Cheng Peng's head flashed, and Feijian immediately changed direction, still running straight to his front door.
At this time, Cheng Peng's tricks are old and there is no time to change.
As soon as Feijian shot, Chuan Yunzi sensed this situation by virtue of the magic weapon. He secretly clenched his fist, and a smile appeared on his face.
This sword must be undoubtedly, Cheng Peng must die!
However, the result is completely different from what Chuan Yunzi expected.
Cheng Peng really cannot escape or block this sword, but there are still people who can do it.
Yang Jian!
When that sword hit Cheng Peng, Yang Jian suddenly exerted force, ignoring the shot that Cheng Peng stabbed into his chest, and the three-pointed two-bladed sword turned into a dazzling white light, and severely cut it out.
Mars is everywhere, and the iron and iron symphony.
Xiqi Chengtou's Chuan Yunzi's face was fierce, and his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were bleeding, but he was crushed by the knife and he fell on the sword.
A large piece of robe on Yang Jian's body was broken. Although Cheng Peng closed his hands in time, he still failed to completely close it. The magic gun fell firmly on him, but he didn't hurt him, only in his A white mark was left on him.
On Cheng Peng's face, there was a deep blood stain. This blood stain extended from the center of his eyebrow to the tip of his nose. It was only a skull wound.
At the foot of Cheng Peng, there is a flying sword that has been cut into two sections, lost its spirituality, and turned into an ordinary iron.
The red light in Cheng Peng's eyes gradually dissipated, put away the magic gun, stared at Yang Jian, and then bowed his hand in salute and turned back.
He did not ask Yang Jian why he did this, nor did he talk about the outcome.
Yang Jian also smiled slightly, holding a three-pointed knife to pay back, and turned back to Xiqi City.
He also said nothing.
"What the are you doing?" When Cheng Peng returned to battle, the impatient Zhang Channian couldn't help but ask, "Why should he save you? I don't remember someone with such a good character in Fengshen Romance! "
"Who knows." Cheng Peng smiled and looked at the closed Xiqi City. "But if I were him, I would probably do the same."
"Oh? Is this the" heroes cherishing heroes "in Chinese proverbs?" Shen Qi asked curiously, "Because of respect for each other, I don't want each other to fall under the dark arrow, right?"
Cheng Peng was about to answer, but Wei Ye felt his moustache and smiled ambiguously.
"Well, that's true! This is the germ of friendship!"
"Why did you say that, I feel things have changed completely?"
"An illusion, this is completely an illusion! You have a prejudice in your heart, so the perception of things will be biased at this time."
"At this time, he needs to focus on one point to change his view of things in the past, right?"
"Sister Miaozao, you are right! Broken army, you need to change your prejudice against Xiaosheng's past!"
"Forget it, I'm afraid this change will have bad results."
"Illusion, that is totally an illusion!"
In Xiqi City, the atmosphere is a bit heavy.
Yang Jian did not express any disapproval of Chuanyunzi's injuring people, neither approving nor disagreeing; he also did not express his own actions to save Cheng Peng, neither convicted nor explained.
He just went back to his room in silence, and then hung the sign "Cultivating" on the door, and no longer ignored anyone.
"He's angry?" Chuan Yunzi stood outside the door and shouted for a long time, but he never got an echo.
"He won't be angry." Zhou Ren said lightly, "This is war, that's the battlefield. There can't be any benevolence and morality on the battlefield. Your approach is not wrong. If there is a chance, he will do something similar. Things come. "
"Then why did he rescue Cheng Peng?"
"Because he is my master, Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun!" A voice that everyone hadn't heard before came, everyone looked back, but they saw a boy in white.
"I was under the door of Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain. I was ordered by the ancestor to send the magic weapon." Then, the boy knocked on the door, and after getting permission from Yang Jian, he opened the door and walked in.
After a while, Yang Jian, who was dressed in a uniform, walked out of the house, and the blond boy followed him out and saluted him, and left by cloud.
"Tomorrow will fight again!" Yang Jian smiled, the smile was clear and bright, like the sun, "This time without you intervening, Cheng Peng will definitely lose!"
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