It is indeed difficult to deceive Old Bird with the invisibility skills of Wuying and other ghost assassins.
Even if the invisibility is an innate attribute, it is still difficult.
However, this is not an important reliance in ghost assassinations.
First published on Wuruo Novel Network As just mentioned, the Ghost Assassin's invisibility is innate rather than deliberate, so this aspect is completely just a feature, not an attack method.
If we talk about means, close combat and the cooperation between ghost assassins are called means.
With Wuying as the center, the ghost assassin quickly approached Old Bird.
When Wuying took action for the first time, Old Bird's expression changed.
Weird movement skills and completely unexpected attack methods.
In just the first encounter, Old Bird was attacked countless times on his face and body.
The sound of bang bang bang was endless, and the specially made gloves not only caused injuries to Old Bird, but also tore Old Bird's shirt to pieces.
"Bastard" Old Bird rushed up in anger.
A scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated.
A powerful man with a powerful demon level can lose his coat even in a fight.
This is a great shame.
"Strikes from the Wind" Old Bird held a dagger in his hand and continuously attacked Wuying and other ghost assassins.
With Xiaojiu's guidance, most of the attacks were miraculously dodged by the ghost assassin, and only a small number of attacks hurt the ghost assassin.
But as undead, ghost assassins have no vital signs at all.
If you want to effectively hurt them, if you don't attack to the end, there will definitely be no fatal effect.
It's not that Old Bird didn't know this, but he knew it.
Whether he could attack it or not was another matter entirely.
Wuying and other ghost assassins are not fools.
After fighting for so many years, their wisdom is getting better day by day.
Ghost assassins would rather be disabled than let the enemy attack their heads.
No matter how injured they are, as long as they return to the summoning space, they can slowly recover.
Therefore, with this support, the ghost assassin's attack is extremely fierce.
As long as he is not hit on the head, the ghost assassin will even trade his own body for the enemy's injury.
No one can withstand such a desperate fighting style.
One punch is exchanged for eighteen punches.
The attack of the ghost assassin can be called crazy.
There was a sound of cracking bones, a dull thumping sound, black bones kept bouncing into the air, and blood arrows kept sprinkling into the air.
Although such a battle will not let the onlookers appreciate the charm of the strong combat skills, it can greatly stimulate the emotions of the onlookers.
"Kill him, kill him, kill him," one onlooker shouted hysterically.
The onlookers around him listened for a long time and didn't know who his supporters were.
"Yes, just like that, beat him hard.
You should give him a dagger with your backhand.
Damn it, why don't you punch the old man in the ribs?"
All the onlookers seemed a little confused.
Old Bird was really upset by the noise from these guys.
He was now like a monkey, performing in front of all the onlookers.
As a strong man, Old Bird was extremely angry, but he couldn't stop those guys from shouting, and he couldn't even think about it at all.
The attacks of the ghost assassins were like a tidal wave, and they would not give Old Bird any chance to stop, not even a little bit of breathing time.
The punch-to-flesh attack made Old Bird a little confused for a while, but after just a moment, Old Bird got used to this lose-lose style of play.
"These guys are just summoned beasts.
That guy will never care about the life and death of these guys.
Moreover, the self-healing ability of the undead is incomparable to other races.
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It seems that the guy wants to force me to use Breaking the Boundary."
Combat skills, after that, when he used the boundary-breaking combat skills to deal with me and exchanged the lives of a dozen summoned beasts for my head, he calculated it clearly."
Old Bird became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, but at the same time, he became less and less afraid to attack.
Trial's strength was originally higher than his, but now, Trial has hardly used his super combat skills.
In this way, old Bird naturally thought that Trial was preparing to charge up and kill him instantly. .
And these ghost dragons are his cannon fodder.
"Don't be fooled.
Once you take action, it will be too late."
Old Bird secretly made up his mind not to be fooled no matter what.
But although Old Bird analyzed the matter very clearly, being beaten passively like this is not the answer.
If the opponent with the peak strength of the 18th level were a human being, then Old Bird would naturally be able to seriously injure the opponent easily.
However, facing a group of very cunning undead, Old Bird could not really kill them at all.
In these short ten minutes, old Bird suffered a lot of wounds.
If this continues, wouldn't the outcome remain the same?
What's more important is that this arena has rules and regulations, and you can't just walk out of the range.
It was originally prepared for one-on-one.
No matter how big it is, with eighteen more people, Old Bird's range of activities is also limited.
Extremely restrictive.
Old Bird is thinking of a solution.
Trielle is also thinking of a way.
He does not use the ghost dragon as cannon fodder, but what can he do to consume the enemy's strength?
"Yes, since you can't compete with strength, then compete with him for magic power."
Trielle thought of one thing, that is, in the stories or movies of his previous life, those martial arts masters competed in internal strength without moving.
Victory or defeat is decided in this way.
Why can't I?
In this world, magic power is also limited.
After excessive consumption, it is no different from ordinary people.
Therefore, Trielle decided to compete with Old Bird.
But there is no hand-to-hand fighting method in this world.
If Triel wants to achieve his goal, he still has to change his methods.
"Wuying, get out of the way."
Trielle shouted lowly, and Wuying immediately stepped aside.
This gave Old Bird time to breathe, but then, Old Bird heard it.
"Liuguang Feidian."
Suddenly, Old Bird perked up, realizing that the opponent was launching a combat technique to attack him.
Looking up, the fierce sword energy was obviously an eighteenth-level combat skill.
If such a combat skill were to hit him, he would not die, but it would definitely not be comfortable.
"Charged backstab."
Old Bird can only use this combat skill to pick up the attack, charged backstab, an enhanced version of the backstab, which can severely damage high-level powerful enemies by charging up the force.
When used from a long distance, the charged backstab can emit a sword energy, which is equivalent to Eighteenth level combat skills.
The two sword energies canceled each other out, which was nothing at all, but just when Old Bird was about to launch other attacks, Trielle's voice came to mind again.
"Liuguang Feidian."
"What a charged backstab."
Old Bird had to perform again.
"Liuguang Feidian."
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"Damn it, what are you going to do?"
"Flowing light and flying electricity, flowing light and flying electricity, flowing light and flying electricity."
Trielle didn't stop at all, and continuously sent out streams of light and flying lightning to Old Bird.
While using it, he notified Wuying to return to the summoning space to cultivate immediately.
Wuying nodded and returned to the summoning space with the ghost assassin.
But the two people on the ring couldn't stop anymore.
The audience in the stands yawned.
An onlooker raised his head and said: "Hey, the fight lasted from noon to evening, right?
The two adults haven't stopped yet.
They have fought each other so many times."
An onlooker didn't have time to answer, but he amplified his voice and said: "Seventy-four, seventy-five, seventy-six."
The half-asleep onlookers looked at the man and were deeply impressed by his perseverance.
Finally, at the ninety-ninth, Trielle stopped.
He really couldn't perform it anymore.
He was exhausted from the continuous performance, especially when the magic power was consumed rapidly, Trielle felt even more tired.
Old Bird was not much better than Trielle.
His magic power was almost exhausted, and the wounds on his body had long been opened by the constant swipes.
The blood slowly flowed down the old Bird's body to the ground.
While the old Bird was breathing heavily, he kept mumbling: "I was fooled.
I was fooled by a little guy like you.
If I had known this, I might as well have been direct."
By using boundary-breaking combat skills, at least I can kill a few more at that time."
"Huh, you only know it's too late now" Old Bird chuckled: "So what, boy, the old man has stayed in this death market for so many years, and it's not just about his strength."
With that said, Old Bird took out a set of armor from the space ring, and in an instant, the armor was automatically put on Old Bird's body.
Seeing this scene, Trial was also a little surprised and said: "God-level armor."
"Haha, even if you know your stuff, I'm not afraid to tell you.
With your current strength and the rotten sword in your hand, you will never have the chance to kill me."
Trielle said disapprovingly: "That's not necessarily the case."
What Trielle said was not to scare old Bird.
If he wasn't afraid of revealing his identity, it would be too easy to kill the old man.
Even if the old man now wears a set of god-level armor, it doesn't prove that he can't kill him.
"Not necessarily, boy, I want to see how you can kill me."
Old Bird had an arrogant look on his face.
He was not afraid of the current Trielle at all.
He could not think of a reason why Trielle could kill him.
The remaining poor magic power was still the broken sword in his hand.
Trial was really helpless.
He had to kill this old man.
If he didn't kill him, he would not be able to leave this arena.
"No matter what, he must die today."
Thinking of this, Triel directly took out the Destroyer Sword and a golden elixir.
"That's the Destroyer Sword."
Old Bird was indeed well-informed, and he even recognized the Destroyer Sword in the God Realm.
This only strengthened Triel's determination to kill him.
"Very good.
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You actually recognize the Destroyer Sword.
Then you should also know that if you can die under destruction, your death will not be unjust."
"Stop him, sir, he is an angel, and the sword in his hand can only be used by angel blood."
Old Bird pointed at Trielle and shouted loudly.
"What kind of angel clan?"
All the onlookers stood up almost at the same time.
Waves of magic surged from their bodies.
No matter how strong Trielle was, if an angel clan dared to come to the Death Market, then there would be no chance of getting out alive. .
"Angel Clan" Triel laughed loudly, and the twelve wings behind him suddenly opened.
"I disappoint you, Lord Bird.
Unfortunately, the angel race is also my enemy."
Trielle said this very powerfully.
He is very aware of the grievances between the demon clan and the angel clan.
At this time, if he does not express his sworn hatred with the angel clan, I am afraid that the demon clan will not let him go these days.
Sure enough, after seeing Trielle's black wings and hearing Trielle's tone full of hatred for the angel tribe, the soldiers of the demon tribe hesitated a little.
The registrar of the Demon Tribe looked at Trial and said, "Your game is suspended.
Someone, come and bring the twelve-winged angel from the dungeon."
Soon, a demon clan came to the ring with a twelve-winged archangel who was looking very nervous.
The demon registrar kicked the twelve-winged archangel away directly to Trielle before he could speak.
Triel raised his right hand and slashed the archangel in half with a sword.
"Brother, I hope you don't blame me.
After all, you sacrificed yourself generously.
Who asked you to come out at the wrong time?"
Triel has killed many angels, so why should he care about this one?
The demon's registrar had just finished speaking that day, and he swallowed it hard, but there was no other way to stay there, so he said instead: "The game continues."
All the demons sat back in their seats.
Old Bird complained secretly in his heart: "This kid is too cruel.
I'm afraid what he is saying is useless."
Trial looked at Old Bird and said in a low voice: "Old guy, you know too much.
Break the world and destroy it."
Trielle put the golden elixir into his mouth, and the divine power in his body instantly returned to full strength.
He did not dare to use his divine power to destroy.
Fortunately, Trielle had the realm of the union of gods and gods, so he could easily do it without any effort.
Mobilize the divine power in your wings.
The sword was raised and dropped, everything was so natural.
No demon clan could discover Triel's secret.
Old Bird died unwillingly under Trial's sword.
His strength was not fully utilized at all.
An assassin needs a wide space to provide preparations for assassination.
At the same time, in a wide range, the assassin can pass through One's own abilities hide oneself better.
However, in this arena, even in the big world, a strong man at the demon level cannot escape the lock of divine consciousness.
In addition, Trial kept consuming his magic power, until in the end, he was completely A lamb to be slaughtered.
The crowd watching the battle burst into warm applause.
For them, the winner deserves applause, while the loser, even if he was strong in the past, has no meaning.
Failure is failure, and there is nothing to regret.
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This is Demon clan.
The registrar of the Demon Clan directly announced that from now on, the owner of the Sunset Tavern will be called Al.
Of course Trial couldn't write his real name directly, so the name Al slowly became an eternal memory in the Death Bazaar.
Triel came to the Sunset Tavern with the Heavenly Demon Feather given by the Heavenly Demon Clan.
Along the way, Rodman told Trial about the situation here.
Anyone who comes to the Death Market never brings any relatives, because it is filled with death every day and is not a good place to enjoy.
After these shop owners or stall owners arrive at the death market, they usually find an aboriginal woman to be their temporary wife.
Of course, if they die, the wife will naturally follow the shop directly into the hands of another person.
Whether to accept or keep it is the freedom of the new shop owner.
If you like it, then accept it.
If you really don't like it, then just give it some divine crystals and send it away.
Of course, this is the case for some ordinary shops, but for some high-end shops, the new shopkeepers usually kill those women.
They know too many secrets.
If they stay, if they collude with outsiders to trick them, then For every shop owner, the loss is small, and life may be lost, but the wealth gained must be huge, and it is impossible to be careless.
This is also the fate of aboriginal women.
There is no way, the tradition here has always been like this, and they don't take it seriously.
As for high-end shops like the Sunset Tavern, usually the women who own the shops are the more outstanding women from the Death Bazaar.
Their appearance is naturally impeccable, and they must be very smart.
The strong men who have reached this level have gradually lost some of their body preferences.
The strong men who come to the Death Market are not for the women here, but for the wealth here.
Therefore, to be able to stay in the Sunset Tavern for a long time, this woman's financial acumen must not be simple.
Trial walked into the Sunset Tavern and was immediately greeted by a maid.
But when the maid saw the Feather of the Demon in Rodman's hand, her face immediately changed, and then she immediately bowed and saluted: "The maid has seen you, sir."
Trielle was stunned when he heard this: "You don't have a name."
The maid said: "Sir, our names are given by successive masters.
Whatever you like to call us, we are willing to call us that name."
"Oh, so that's how it is," Trielle thought to himself.
"This Death Market is indeed a world of strength.
Without strength, there is no status here.
This servant doesn't even have the right to his own name.
It's quite pitiful."
"Sir, do you want me to inform Madam immediately?"
The maid seemed very sensible, or maybe she had experienced too many such things.
"Go call her out, I want to see her."
Trielle felt that he still needed to take care of this lady.
He did not know how to run a tavern, and he was not familiar with the guests here.
Although Trielle was not for the purpose of business, if he took over and stopped running, I am afraid it would Immediately arousing suspicion.
Therefore, he needs this woman to stay.
As for loyalty, Trielle certainly has a way.
Not long after, a woman slowly walked downstairs.
The woman's posture when going downstairs was extremely weird, as if she was sliding down.
But after Trial took a closer look, he looked at the woman in surprise.
She turned out to be a Medusa :