On the long street outside the Desire Restraint Center in Seven Families Town, the battle of dozens of players against one man had begun.
The burly man in black struck first, using the unpredictable Thousand-Mechanism Fluid to kill one enemy and wound four.
Honestly, this move not only shocked the onlookers, but also left Yu Weifeng, who had come bristling with aggression, utterly bewildered.
He remembered that none of the three bastards who had fought his group in Courtyard No. 1 had used such a strange weapon.
What the hell? Did they have multiple divine weapons at their disposal?
Yu Weifeng moved along the edge of the formation, cast Little Bear a questioning look, and transmitted his voice. "Are you sure the scent on him is right?"
"Rain weakens my perception of Defiled Objects a little, but at this distance, there's absolutely no way I'd get it wrong," Little Bear immediately replied. "Don't worry. I'm reliable. He's the one we're looking for."
It fit. Everything fit.
Little Bear said he couldn't be mistaken, and with a little thought, everything made sense. Without some tricks up their sleeves, those three would never have dared act so brazenly and challenge a group with so many members.
Yeah, the fighting strength this man has shown fits their attitude.
Nothing more to say. Another teammate is dead. We have to finish him tonight, or it'll be hard to back down in front of all these people.
Yu Weifeng silently made up his mind and shouted, "Watch out for that shape-shifting weapon! Brothers skilled in ranged attacks, harass him. Those skilled in close combat, don't advance yet. Just help defend our ranged fighters!"
With that, Yu Weifeng raised the Ancient Sword toward the sky. His eyes half closed, he called softly, "With the Cloud-Thunder Sword,