Global Transmigration: I Have an Armory
Chapter 860

Long Yuan's Thoughts

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Lightning arrows, ice arrows, wind arrows, fire arrows...

Long Yuan's bow-drawing hand moved so quickly that afterimages appeared, and dense elemental arrows shot straight into the sky.

In midair, more than ten Men in Black scattered in all directions, and not a single elemental arrow hit them.

"Tch..." One of the Men in Black sneered. "How could a mere level 39 possibly hurt us?"

These Men in Black were all level 40 experts.

Between level 39 and level 40 lay an extremely difficult gulf. Crossing that gulf to defeat an opponent was far too difficult.

Even Long Wudi, at level 39, could only fight a level 40 expert. He could fight and flee, but it was difficult for him to win, much less kill one.

Previously on the ship, Long Yuan had been able to kill two level 43 Men in Black because he had Xiao Luo's wooden blade in hand.

It was like a child holding a pistol—they had a chance of killing an adult.

But those were external aids. That power did not belong to them.

Without the wooden blade, Long Yuan could not possibly be a match for this group of level 40 experts.

In the sky, the Men in Black spotted Di Fan behind Long Yuan.

They formed an encirclement, trapping Long Yuan and Di Fan in the middle.

The leading Man in Black said coldly, "Your Highness Di Fan, I hope you have not exposed our identities."

Di Fan fell silent for a moment before speaking softly. "He does not know who you are. Let him leave."

The Man in Black nodded indifferently and waved his hand. "Kill them all. Leave no survivors."

Whoosh!

More than a dozen Men in Black dove down in perfect unison, unleashing their killing moves!

Long Yuan raised his head

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