The next day, the morning sun rose, and after Ye Hen entered the game, he first checked his pk value.

126 points, a very terrifying value, which means that Ye Hen cleared a total of 126 members of the Marsh Wind Mercenary Group yesterday. 126 Marsh Wind members have paid the price of dropping and losing equipment. However, all this is not over yet. Since he has taken action, he will give Feng Qingyundan an unforgettable lesson. Ye Hen wants to tell all guilds and studios, scattered players, that is not so easy to bully!

Riding on a white camel, Ye Hen, dressed in black, sat on the snow-white camel, very conspicuous in the dazzling oasis. Wherever he passed, there would be leveling players politely and discussing. Fortunately, the hazy face towel has the function of hiding the red name, otherwise with Ye Hen's pk value in his heart, he would be afraid that the red name on his head would drip.

Several maps blew past like the wind. What made Ye Hen strange was that the leveling squad scattered everywhere in the past seemed to have evaporated, making him search for more than half an hour without finding a figure of the wind.

"Don't they level up?" As he marched on the white camel, Ye Hen frowned slightly. Could it be that the Kuangfeng Mercenary Group was afraid of being killed so quickly. Frowning and thinking, Ye Hen slowly shook his head. Kuangfeng was a large mercenary group that could be called a name in Loulan City. Even if he was afraid of his own strength, he would never give up so easily.

After wandering for a while, Ye Hen found that he had come to the periphery of the Dark Swamp. The Dark Swamp refreshed the map of the level 18 monster swamp crocodile. The ordinary leveling team did not dare to go deeper. Judging from the strength of the Fierce Wind members he killed yesterday, they definitely did not have the ability to level up in the Dark Swamp.

After thinking about it, Ye Hen decided to go into the dark swamp to take a look. Anyway, he was wandering around and searching, and maybe he would find something else.

After jumping off his mount, Ye Hen took the white camel back into the mount space. Not only were weeds growing in the dark swamp, but the ground was also sparse and soft, making it not suitable for riding a camel.

Walking forward cautiously, after passing through a half-person-high gray thatched field, a large group of players who were brushing swamp crocodiles suddenly appeared in Ye Hen's sight. Judging from their pace of monster sweeping, their strength is not outstanding. Being able to brush monsters above level is entirely due to the advantage of the number of people. This is a 100-person group with strong winds!

"No wonder you can't find you everywhere. It turns out that you have formed a group and ran here." Ye Hen laughed in disbelief. Although it is safe to form a group of 100 people in the game to kill monsters, it can even cross a very high level of monsters. However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. Although it is safer to form a group of monsters, the experience gained from killing monsters is far less than that of teams to kill monsters. This is also an important reason why most players like to form a team of 10 people to level up.

Watching intently, Ye Hen hid his body in the lush gray thatch. Since the light in the dark swamp was not very strong, and Ye Hen was wearing black clothes, so as long as the distance was not very close, there was basically no need to worry about being discovered.

After watching for a while, Ye Hen activated the sneaking and slowly touched the 100-person group ahead. Because he was concerned about the other archer's hawkeye technique, Ye Hen's movements were very slow. Although he activated the sneaking, he still tried his best to cover it with the thatch as a cover and touched the 100-person group step by step.

"Very poisonous plague!" A ball of lifeless black gas shot out from the ring on the ring finger, instantly covering more than half of the 100-strong group of people in the wind. Although the cooling time of this skill was a little longer, it was the most practical negative state skill used to disrupt the enemy's lineup.

"It's him, it's Ye Wuhen. Everyone is coming. Get out of the fog!" The storm of the strong wind had seen the horror of the toxic plague yesterday. At this moment, when he saw the black fog, he couldn't help panic. Ye Wuhen, this black-clothed assassin, dropped the 126 members of his group in less than a day. He was simply a devil.

"It's not that easy to run away!" The cold light in Ye Hen's eyes was biting cold, and he waved the blade of good and evil in his hand, reaping the lives of the Qianfeng people like a god of death. Ye Hen would not show any mercy to these people who do evil and bully the weak and fear the strong.

The wind step started, and Ye Hen's figure seemed like a ball of black flames. Wherever he pounced, a piece of it would fall down. With the super high attack of the Blade of Good and Evil, Ye Hen's flat push damage was enough to make any mage and war ashamed. The assassin's killing with one blow was fully interpreted by him.

The crimson blade of good and evil is like a magic weapon soaked in blood. Every time it dances, it will bring out a dazzling red light, shining dazzlingly. Every red light passes by almost a temporary end to a life. This short blade, which is only more than one foot, is like a stream of light from hell, making the retreating wind creepy.

He was killing quickly, but Ye Hen's pupils were still awake. This sneak attack was different from those teams yesterday. This time he was facing a 100-person group. Even if it was just an ordinary 100-person group, he was definitely not able to resist it now.

One minute was short. After Ye Hen killed more than ten players, the black fog of the poisonous plague suddenly disappeared, and Ye Hen's figure was exposed to the sight of the strong wind.

"Concentrate firepower and lose him in seconds!" Someone in the crowd shouted. When a group of hundreds of people were together, they were successfully attacked by this hateful assassin. While they felt ashamed, their eyes began to become congested and red.

Countless magic arrows pounced towards Ye Hen like a tide. In such a dense attack, no player in the game could hold on.

"Hmph." Ye Hen snorted lightly, jumped back and jumped into the thatched bushes behind him, and disappeared without a trace between several ups and downs. As an assassin, you should never try to fight hard against enemies with a small difference in strength. As an assassin, you should have the idea of ​​attacking them unexpectedly. In the face of a large-scale team, retreating with one blow is an attack method that all loners should learn.

After escaping from the sight of the Qianfeng people, Ye Hen did not rush to leave the dark swamp. He was waiting for the cooldown of his skills to prepare to attack again. A group of 100 people was just a few more times. Each time he killed more than ten of them, it would be enough to destroy the Qianfeng's Qianfeng's Qianfeng group.

He leaned back in the dense thatched bushes, Ye Hen quietly watched the movements of the group of hundreds of people in the distance. What made him a little strange was that the Qianfeng people not only did not retreat, but instead started swamp crocodile like before, as if nothing had happened.

"Do they want to die?" Ye Hen thought hard, but couldn't think of any reason. How could he know that Feng Qingyundan had just received the news and gave the death order to attract Ye Hen. He had already led the elite group to come over. In order to explode Ye Hen, even if he sacrificed a hundred-man group, Feng Qingyundan was willing to do so!

He shook his head gently, and Ye Hen didn't think so much. Since these people were not afraid of death, he would help them!

The sneaking started, Ye Hen touched his ghostly figure again. In such a terrain, the assassin's attack method was like a fish in water...
Chapter completed!