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Chapter 34 Battle of the Elves

Facing the sweeping snake vine, Qingming raised his eyebrows, and his toes were a little on a thick vine, and he flipped back in the air to avoid the attack.

After she landed, the vines in front of her had grown completely, almost as thick as adult arms. The vines were entangled with each other, forming a thick vine wall, blocking the originally spacious entrance to the cave.

Faced with this scene, Qing Ming's face turned completely gloomy, and he turned around to look at the young man opposite him who was pouring nutrient solution into his mouth.

"With your strength, it is impossible to make a difference out of nothing. This is a wood-type spell with the help of plant seeds! You had long expected that I would interfere in your battle?" Qing Ming asked expressionlessly.

Qin Lun's face was a little pale, and the entrance to the hill giant's cave was six meters high and four meters wide. To seal such a large area, he used all seven snake vine seeds at one time, almost draining all the energy value in his body.

"Haha, it's just a little trick. If you don't come in, they can only ensure that the main mission is not snatched by the peepers. If you follow in, it's a trap to prevent you from escaping." Qin Lun's smile became brighter and he threw away the bottle of nitromycin, and it was empty inside.

Qing Ming had a slight affection for the polite Qin Lun, but now he only felt that the smile on his face was extremely annoying, and he wanted to tear off that face.

The female elf shook the longbow in her hand and said coldly with a stern face: "I want to see where your confidence comes from can keep me."

"I admit that your strength is stronger than me. You and I are both elf blood. The terrain advantages of the forest offset each other. The longbow range is farther than that of a pistol. If you don't enter the cave, you will be invincible regardless of whether you can kill me. It's a pity..." Qin Lun shook his head with a smile.

"What a pity? Even at this distance, the pistol fires higher than the bow and arrow. Do you think you can beat me firmly?" Qing Ming glanced at Cyborus, who was eyeing Qin Lun, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face, "Or, your reliance is this fifth-level Hellfire Demon Dog?"

Qin Lun showed a strange expression on his face, no longer having a verbal dispute. He leaned over and rushed straight towards Qingming, raising his hand and "bang" with a shot.

Qing Ming turned his head, and the bullet flew over her cheeks, and several purple hair on her temples were scraped and fell. Seeing that Qin Lun was still unwilling to relax in this situation, his heart suddenly felt a little cold, and he knew that the other party had seen through her intention.

Qing Ming used two bow skills in the battle just now, one is rapid fire, and the other is armor-transparent arrow that consumes a lot of mana.

Rapid shooting requires very high arm strength. Every ten arrows must pause and rest for a few seconds. Otherwise, the arm muscles cannot bear it, leaving hidden injuries is still a trivial matter. The subsequent attack intensity and accuracy will drop significantly, which is the most deadly in battle.

Another type of armor-transparent arrow is an apostle skill. With her current energy value, she only has enough energy value to shoot five arrows. After that, she must wait for the energy value to recover, and the skill cooldown time is as high as three minutes. The energy value can be slowly recovered using drugs, but the cooling time is indispensable for a second.

She rarely used up the number of armor-piercing arrows at one time, and she would inevitably leave one chance to be a backup. However, in the battle just now, Qin Lun suddenly broke out, and while causing heavy damage to the hill giant, it also revealed a rare flaw, seducing Qing Ming to shoot the last armor-piercing arrow.

The long iron arrow that shot through the right eye of the hill giant was the fifth arrow that Qingming used the armor-transparent arrow skill!

After being blocked by the vine wall, Qingming held back his anger and talked with Qin Lun, hoping to get through the cooldown time of the Armored Arrow. But judging from the opponent's current appearance, he had obviously seen through her combat skills and was unwilling to give her any recovery time.

Thinking of this, Qing Ming's heart was even colder. She followed the opponent for two days, but failed to find the opponent's flaws. In the battle just now, she wanted to test the opponent's behavior, but was caught by others and snatched the damage value, and she peeked out the cooling time of rapid fire and armor-transmitting arrows.

I remembered that the other party had used this cave as a battleground in the morning, and even left the plant seeds quietly at the entrance of the cave, blocking her escape route.

Obviously, from the beginning, I was plotting against her that this cave was not only a cemetery for the hill giant, but also a trap designed for her.

Both sides are elves. If they are in the forest, the longbow range is better than the pistol, she has a slight advantage in geographical advantages. In this cave, there is no doubt that the opponent has a huge advantage and can greatly exert the high firing rate of the pistol.

In the forest, an elf archer lost all his geographical advantages! In the past, Qingming could not imagine it at all, but today she finally realized what it means to be natural and seamless.

As a think tank of a mature team, Qing Ming has seen many excellent apostles. It is indeed very clever to calculate the cooldown time of opponent's skills in battle, but it is not unusual! She has also seen many disguisers, but she never takes them seriously.

However, this was the first time she saw the conspiracy master like Qin Lun who had insight into everything, grasped his opponent's psychology, and his tactics changed... The person in front of her said that he was a psychological master, and he was simply a devil who could read the mind!

I hope he is just a solitary apostle, not belonging to that team...

Although Qin Lun's identity as an apostle was confirmed, Qing Ming still could not be sure that Qin Lun and Hill and others belonged to the same team. Because the man in front of him seemed to have no intention of worrying about his companions at all, you should know that at this time, new changes have occurred in another battlefield.

Qin Lun looked at Qing Ming in front of him with a little strange look. The elf beauty had no focus, her face turned blue and white, sometimes she gritted her teeth, sometimes she shook her head and frowned, and she was actually lost in the battle.

Based on the principle that something abnormal must be true, Qin Lun's eyes flashed, he stopped a little, and waved at Cyborus next to him with one hand. The Hellfire Demon Dog had been holding it hard for a long time, and this time he received the order from his master, and immediately rushed forward with a scream.

Feeling the strong wind, Qingming immediately came to his senses. His face changed slightly, he raised his hand and placed the longbow on his arms, pinched a strange magic seal with both hands, and a fluctuation of the law immediately appeared on his body.

Just as Cyborus approached Qingming, a vortex-shaped black hole appeared in front of it, and a pair of huge black claws protruded out from it. Perhaps because he felt that his master was in danger, this mysterious creature with giant claws grabbed both sides of the black hole, suddenly tore open the black hole, and crawled out from it.

Cyborus was caught off guard and collided with the creature. Suddenly, both of them were as if they were hit hard, and they whined and rolled backwards.

The creature summoned by Qingming looked very much like a weird big crab, with a pair of giant claws and claws, and its carapace was pitch black and shining, and there were dense barbs on the other eight steps. Its eyes grew in the center of its body, flashing with a faint green light, looking a little hideous and terrifying.

After seeing this summoned creature, Qin Lun's eyes lit up. He knew this creature called Dark Crystal Crab. At the time in the Demon's Horn, he wanted to prepare a powerful melee meat shield for himself, so he had searched for many summoning materials.

Among the five major management races, demon creatures are his first choice. However, if the demon race cannot meet his requirements, he will turn to the Wind Elemental Clan for help. Of course, he has no friendship with Feng Elemental, and whether he can get sponsorship investment is something else.

The Wind Element Clan itself does not have a fourth-level summoning object that meets the requirements, but they are good friends with the earth elements of the same element clan and can acquire various cheap and practical low-level meat shields. For example, black soil giant mites, rock monsters, jade shale spiders, dark crystal rock crabs, etc.

Among them, the jade shale spider and the dark crystal rock crab are two melee meat shields that Qin Lun is more satisfied with. The defense of the earth element creatures is undoubtedly, and the attack power and movement speed of these two creatures are quite good. The only disadvantage is that it is too difficult for the earth element creatures to advance, and after a period of time, they will not be able to keep up with the strength of the apostle.

The dark crystal rock crab in front of Qin Lun was the same as the Cyborgs level, and they were all fifth-level creatures. Cyborgs had stronger attack power, while the Dark crystal rock crab had good defense power, which was a match for the chess.

After the Dark Crystal Rock Crab stopped the Hellfire Demon Dog, Qing Ming's nervous mood relaxed slightly. When she turned her head and looked at her opponent, she found that the hateful guy was no longer in place, and a rapid wind came from above her head.

Qing Ming suddenly looked up and saw Qin Lun protecting the face with his hands, and pounced straight towards her. A cold light flashed in the female elf's eyes, raised the bow and arrow, pulled the hollow string, and shot towards the enemy with a "clang".

There were no arrows on Qingming's longbow, but with the sound of the bowstring, a wind blade with green light appeared out of nowhere, shooting towards Qin Lun with a crescent arc.

When female elf shoots arrows, they usually pull the longbow to seven points to increase the power of the attack. However, this wind blade is quickly pulled and released, and the bowstring is only three points wide and it is shot out, and it is extremely fast.

At this time, Qin Lun and Qing Ming were already close at hand. As soon as the wind blade shot out, they came under his nose, as if he had deliberately put it in.

"Ha!" Qin Lun's smile did not diminish. He shouted softly, his hands staggered in front of his chest spread out, his waist twisted, and his body rotated like a gyro. The angel's praise in his right hand brought a slight light, and gently knocked the wind blade, which was not physically disfigured.

At the same time, while blocking the right hand, the Demon Song in the left hand poked out from a strange shooting angle, and a "bang" swung his hand and shot it.

Qingming's pupils shook, his right hand shook, and the longbow swung, posing in a strange position. Originally, the longbow had a bow on the outside and the bow string inside, which was convenient for shooting. But now, the posture Qingming was posing in a bow string outside and the bow string was on the outside and the bow string inside, and the entire bow string was shining with dazzling light.

"Ding!" The bullet hit the bowstring made of the ground dragon tendons, making a sound of metal and iron attacking.

Qingming's face turned cold, using the bow string as the blade and the back of the bow as the handle, as if he was holding a machete in the shape of a crescent moon and chopping towards Qin Lun's back.

So what if you are close to me, do you think I am just an archer with weak melee?

Qin Lun seemed to have eyes on his back, bent down, twisted his left hand behind, and the Demon Song barely held Qing Ming's bow and knife. The Angel in his right hand roamed around his armpit and shot Qing Ming behind, and another "bang".

In the next few seconds, the two seemed to be dancing a gypsy bonfire dance in a tacit understanding. The rabbits rose and fell, and the bullets and bows each passed through the key points of their bodies with a slight difference. There were many afterimages of the light arc within three feet of the radius, just like the glory of the sickle that the god of death harvested the soul.
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