Online Game Gunfire Soul

The first time I played against Ghost Sword, my status declined because I was online for nearly a day. Finally, it was Ghost Sword who let me down.

The second time I fought against the Ghost Sword was this one. Because the Ghost Sword was so strong on its own, Chang Feng found the opportunity to kill it directly.

The third fight is now.

There is also not much fairness in this battle, because almost all of the red team's personal resources in the early and mid-term are concentrated in the hands of Gui Dao, so Gui Dao is already fully equipped with gold.

But Chang Feng only has one pair of shoes in gold.

The mismatch of equipment caused Ghost Sword's movement speed to be only slightly slower than Chang Feng's.

But so what, between two assassins, most of the time what they fight is just a mistake, just a single blow.

Both of them are top assassin players, but their styles are completely different. If Chang Feng plays a quick kill style, then Ghost Sword plays a trick style.

Both of them have a death line in their hearts, a death line for the duration of their battle.

As for Ghost Sword, he wants to drag out the fighting time to more than two minutes to prevent Chang Feng, the sharpest dagger, from thrusting into his teammates, because if he doesn't stop Chang Feng, no other player on the red side can drag him down.

Live in Changfeng!

Chang Feng, on the other hand, wants to kill the Ghost Sword within thirty seconds... no, within ten seconds!

If the ghost sword is not dead, it will be difficult for the blue side to push forward!

Although they don’t want to admit it, Gui Dao and Chang Feng do have this kind of strength!

At the end of a team game, the final outcome must be determined by the final battle between two scouts. It can be said that the commanders on both sides made extremely serious mistakes...

And ten seconds, how short is it?

Chang Feng twisted his steps and quietly appeared behind Ghost Sword under the cover of artillery fire.

Dance of Blades + Swallow in the Palm.

The dagger came out of the hand, and along with it, the two saw several scorpion sting flying swords flying around. The light and shadow of the swords were intertwined, but the ghost sword only struck once.

Penetrating Divine Sword.

Chang Feng whirled back, and the scorpion stinging flying sword happened to be connected in a straight line when it was stabbed by the divine sword. It was like a fine needle piercing the rain, and the tinkling sound was connected in an extremely dense string.

A dagger flew back into his hand, but a dagger flew out of Guidao's hand and circled behind him to block Fei Bai.

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The same move cannot be effective on the other party again, both of them know it very well.

But so what?

What Chang Feng caught was the moment when the two people's daggers touched.

At this moment, as long as they touch each other, the system will determine that the dagger and the ghost knife have established a connection.

How briefly does the skill bar light up? Most people may not even notice.

But Chang Feng had already turned into white light and rushed in front of Ghost Sword.

Spill the ink!

The dagger cuts vertically and horizontally to straight points, like thick ink swaying, and the black sword light blooms into a ball of thick ink.

Third, the clear water penetrates the ink, and the thick ink instantly turns into a prisoner in the water who is about to disperse.

The sword light created by the dance of the ghost knife's sharp blades confused Chang Feng's vision for a moment. The black sword light was intertwined with the white sword light and trapped into a bunch. Along the dagger, Chang Feng's hand and arm, all the way to Chang Feng's

neck.

Chang Feng flicked his finger, and the dagger flew out and went towards Ghost Sword's throat.

Ding!

Ghost Sword sank and bit the tip of Chang Feng's dagger.

Shadows in the abyss.

Fourth, Chang Feng came up to him like a ghost, and the white light staggered and scattered. Chang Feng held the dagger and tried to penetrate the ghost knife's head directly with the Penetrating Divine Sword.

Fifth, the butterfly flutters its wings and hovers on the tip of the knife, advancing and retreating along the way.

Ghost Sword opened his hands, bent his knees and jumped slightly, pressing the tip of Chang Feng's sword with his teeth and retreating, as light as a flying butterfly.

Chang Feng raised his dagger, and the two of them broke up as soon as they touched each other.

The health points of both of them are 5%.

One knife doesn't even need to trigger erasure.

"If it weren't for the golden equipment... I should have lost." Ghost Sword said.

Chang Feng did not answer, but marked his location on the map.

Ghost Sword looked at Chang Feng with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Being able to operate as much as you want, being able to use your imagination as much as you want... is really enviable.

Today's players only believe in dogma and don't believe in their own operations.

But if it's Shuang Maple, maybe it can bring all players to new heights...right?

"But this is a team game. I can't give up my head to you, but I will use my strongest move to end this battle. As for how much you can learn, it's up to you."

"Of course, the premise is that I can use it."

Ghost Sword held the dagger in his backhand: "This is my own technique, my limit."

Full True Perception is turned on, and True Perception is increased to 100%.

Ghost Sword took a deep breath, and his brain began to feel tingling pain.

But this is the feeling you want.

Far away, yet close at hand, death yet new life.

"The Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Gate." The Ghost Sword said.

Nine seconds.

Chang Feng's pupils were locked tightly, and the evil ghost was attacking in front of him.

The ghost sword stepped out in one step, and the thirteen ghost swords passed through Chang Feng's body. For a moment, Chang Feng's health value instantly returned to zero.

"Homemade skills?" Chang Feng's body fell down little by little.

"The Thirteen Swordsmen of the Ghost Gate?!"

His eyes were brighter than ever before, showing his desire for more difficult skills, a higher realm, and more powerful operations!

And these, he saw on the Thirteen Swordsman of the Ghost Gate!

What is that? What is that?!

Is that a miracle?

He actually couldn't figure out what Ghost Sword had done in the technique just now!

"good--"

It seems that if he takes one more look...even just one glance, that kind of state...as long as he sees it, he can touch it...and he can reach it...

Chang Feng's voice was drowned by the sound of a gunshot, and the laser penetrated Ghost Sword's body.

That was Tian Yixue's sniping. He marked the target position with his own position, and then used Chang Feng's figure to cover the gun line. This was not the first time that Chang Feng and Tian Yixue cooperated like this, but I have to say that this method is really good.

use.

But in Chang Feng's field of vision, Gui Dao's expression instantly became distorted. It was a distortion caused by extreme pain, as if Gui Dao would really die at this moment...

Immediately afterwards, a system prompt sounded - red square ks, and Ghost Sword exited the game.

Then, within a minute, the red side directly chose to surrender.

The red side...surrendered?

In the ks club, Wu Wei suddenly took off the link terminal. He gasped and rolled from the bed to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of acidic water with a 'vomit' sound.

It hurts... it hurts...

The feeling of being penetrated through the chest in the state of complete perception is so real...

The tingling sensation and the resulting impact on his nerves made Wu Wei feel tingling and nausea coming continuously. He vomited out more acidic water, and his vision began to blur.

Wu Wei raised his hand and touched the white cloth attached to the back of his head and the stabilizer under the white cloth. A bit of bright red spread on his fingertips, but Wu Wei could only see a blur of red and white.

Your face seems a little hot?

Wu Wei was stunned for a moment, then touched his nostrils.

Nosebleeds... keep bleeding.

Wu Wei smiled.

"The doctor is here! The doctor is here! Wu Wei? Wu Wei! How are you, Wu Wei?!"

A familiar but illusory and distant voice came to his ears. Wu Wei could no longer see clearly what was in front of him. He only knew that he was being helped up by someone and then fell on the bed.

A hand groped his body, a cold touch lingered on his chest, and then various things were inserted into his body - this was not the first time, and his senses were always particularly keen at this time.

He held the hand, and because of the nosebleeds and tears, he showed a smile that was uglier and more ferocious than bitter.

"Old Xu...Old Xu?"

The hand paused for a moment, and there seemed to be a sound in his ear, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

But that's okay.

"I've used it...I've used it..."

"The Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Gate... I used them..." Ghost Sword's cloudy pupils became pure and bright, and his voice trembled with excitement, and he cried, "The Thirteen Swords of the Ghost Gate... Thirteen Swords.

..my limit..."

That's the limit of players, that's the limit of human operation.

Maybe this is not the limit of imagination.

But so what?

The Thirteen Swordsmen of the Underworld... He who can use the Thirteen Swords of the Underworld will be the strongest player in the world at this moment!

I feel sick... I want to cry... My head hurts... I want to cry... I feel like I'm going to die... I want to cry... But I used the Thirteen Knives of the Underworld... I want to cry.

I am so happy that I want to cry.

Why did it become like this last time?

It seems to be the World Championship finals of Infinite Legend three years ago. It was the fourth time that the ks club entered the finals, but it was about to be the fourth time that they lost in the finals.

Four consecutive years, entering the finals, losing to the same club, four consecutive years of second place, four consecutive years of being in the background, four consecutive years of being humiliated by the fantasy god.

Yes... that was the last one. He was the only assassin left in our team, but there were still four people in the God's Eye ge club.

Ghost Sword, a half-blooded assassin, ge, a warrior, a templar priest, an archer, and a swordsman.

An assassin, a dagger, a bottle of blue medicine, a snow-capped mountain, and concealment that cannot be discovered, in exchange for a miracle.

At that time, he also turned on the True Perception, and then personally broke the curse of the "Civil War Illusion God" for four consecutive years, sent ks to the throne of the world in one fell swoop, and created a prosperous dynasty that would not fall for three years.

And the price... was that he fell into a coma and vomited blood on the spot, and finally had a brain operation to save his life. He was forced to wear a limiter, and he was never able to perform extreme operations again.

But just now!

Him! Wu Wei! Ghost Sword! King of Tricky Thorns! He is back again!

He is Wu Wei, he is Ghost Sword!