Elf Archer of Life in Another World

"Hatred is held so firmly, can you bear it?"

Qi Youfeng held two swords and stood beside Nian Nian, asking softly with a faint smile.

With Sanchishui's exit, he and Nian Nian were the only two people left in this huge battlefield.

Behind them were the people from Tiangongfang who were watching the show, and in front of them were the people from Xingtianxia who were gradually surrounding them.

Qi Youfeng felt that these people in front of him should really want to cut the shameless girl next to him into pieces, or hang him on the top of the city to show the public.

Burning anger. The sun in this battlefield is indeed a bit fierce, and Qi Youfeng also started to sweat on his forehead.

Liu Ji seemed to disdain group fighting, or perhaps felt that there was no need to waste his precious team fighting skills on these two people. He turned to the people on the wall and made a gesture to tell them not to take action.

He himself stood coldly among the people in Xingtianxia. With a wave of his hand, a dozen people holding swords, knives, sticks and guns formed a semicircle and pressed towards the lonely two people step by step.

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Others, on the other hand, were used as human spotlights, accompanied by verbal attacks of various volumes and tones, as if they were determined to make Nian Niannian feel ashamed of himself and be slaughtered.

Tsk tsk, wouldn't it be better to just rush in and stab each person? What kind of psychological oppression? Or are you afraid of being criticized and beating up innocent girls?

Nian Nian complained in his mind, and then thought of the other group of onlookers behind him.

Maybe the people in Xingtianxia are really afraid of losing face?

"Are you afraid?"

After thinking wildly for half a second, Nian Nian tilted his head and asked Qi Youfeng.

"Should I ask you this?" Qi Youfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Although Niannian said this, he took a small step back.

"Have you ever beaten so many people?" Qi Youfeng simply stood in front of Nian Nian, smiling broadly as he looked at the smaller and smaller encirclement.

"Perhaps, I can beat him..." Nian Nian shifted his gaze slightly.

Sanchi Shui turned his back to everyone and lowered his head slightly. It was impossible to detect the expression on his face at this time, but it also made people feel desolate and desolate.

But in Nian Nian's view, the man's self-suffering trembling and the ferocious veins on his hands were magnified infinitely before her eyes.

"This luck... is really bad..."

I muttered something in a low voice and asked the people around me every year: "Will it cause hatred?"

"Um?"

"That friend from the Mo family over there," Liu Ji seemed to have suddenly discovered Qi Youfeng's existence, and said in a gentle tone, "this matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you won't meddle in other people's business, especially for

Some people who don’t know the so-called get themselves dirty.”

"Are you the commander of Xingtianxia's battlefield regiment?"

Qi Youfeng asked instead without answering.

"Yes." Liu Ji nodded.

"Let me just say, no wonder you are so good at long speeches that are full of yin and yang. By the way, your use of parallelism is also very good. I need to praise you."

Qi Youfeng said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Liu Ji frowned.

"It seems that you are really only good at words? Do you have poor reading comprehension? By the way, it seems that your eyesight is also poor. I have been standing here for a long time, and you still think that I am a passerby? You don't?"

Liu Ji's forehead was throbbing with veins, but he still considered his demeanor and with a graceful slide, he drew his sword and cut off Qi Youfeng's sudden chatter.

...There is indeed a reason why this man would become a bandit.

Every year I silently think of what Sanchishui said, and I deeply believe it.

Qi Youfeng chuckled lightly, held Liu Ji's sword firmly with his two swords, and pushed Liu Ji with both arms a few meters away.

The force of this push was so strong that Liu Ji almost fell to the ground.

"Xu~~~"

The audience at Tiangongfang instantly heard boos one after another, and some people shouted, "One more hey," "This move is awesome," and so on.

The hatred has shifted again. After all, Xingtianxia and Tiangongfang have a lot of grievances. This new hatred every year is not as hateful as the old hatred.

Looking at the people in Xingtianxia whose mouths and eyes had turned around, Nian Nian suddenly felt a gaze staring at her. She turned her head slightly and met Liu Ji's narrow eyes.

Being pushed away casually and almost pushed to the ground in front of his usual enemies, this humiliating thing did not seem to make Liu Ji lose his proper demeanor, but the look he looked at Nian Nian became more sinister.

Just as Niannian was about to send her a bright smile, she saw a blur of flowers in front of her eyes. Qi Youfeng had already forcefully stood between her and Liu Ji, blocking Liu Ji's sight.

"Are you okay? I didn't expect your strength to be so weak. If I had known better, I wouldn't have pushed you so far, and I almost made you fall. It's all my fault, ugh!"

Listening to Qi Youfeng's concern and self-blame every year, he pursed his lips and snickered.

Without saying a word, Liu Ji raised his sword and pounced on Qi Youfeng amidst the increasingly loud cheers from the Tiangongfang audience.

This kind of apparently disorderly rampage naturally poses no threat to Qi Youfeng.

I saw him using a set of knives in a very fancy way. When Liu Ji rushed in front of him, he rolled the blade of his right hand and suppressed Liu Ji's sword. However, his left hand was holding the knife hanging by his side, as if he didn't intend to take action.

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This master's style with ease instantly won the applause of the Tian Gongfang auditorium, and also made the Xingtianxia auditorium feel a little depressed. They could only use the phrase "Brother Liu is a think tank, not good at one-on-one" over and over again.

To resist.

Liu Ji, who was suppressed, gritted his teeth and held on. The disparity in strength between the two made his resistance very difficult. There was no resistance at all, he was just trying to hold on.

At this moment, Qi Youfeng's left hand dropped quietly like silver light. The moon was in the sky, and the sword light brought out a streak of blood.

Liu Ji held his bloody shoulder and took a few steps back, gritting his teeth: "You made a sneak attack!"

Liu Ji was not the only one to voice condemnation, many people in Xingtianxia also expressed their support after being stunned.

It's just that some other people and the people from Tiangongfang laughed at the former as embarrassed and the latter as disdainful.

"My left hand is not disabled, why can't I use it?"

Qi Youfeng couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't expect to be called a "sneak attack". He used two swords, so why should he use his left hand as a decoration?

As soon as Liu Ji spoke his words, he also knew that he was being arrogant. At this time, he silently slashed with his sword again. He didn't care whether he could control it or not. He used several skills in succession, and the sword shadow weaved into a web.

This made Qi Youfeng nervous.

However, Qi Youfeng obviously had a lot of experience in fighting enemies, so he was just a little more serious about these unchanging and dull skills. He quickly used his two swords to eat these skills, and took advantage of the trend to return a few more swords.

At this time, the battle between the two became more exciting and attracted everyone's attention. Half of the audience cheered for Liu Ji, while the other half booed Liu Ji. It was very lively for a while.

At this time every year, he moved to a place outside the battle between the two, and moved again.

Maybe someone noticed it, but didn't pay attention or doubt it. After all, the flash of swords and shadows in the field really needed to be kept away, especially since Liu Ji's skills were so haphazard that it was impossible to tell whether it would affect Chi Yu at any moment.

He moved to a position he was satisfied with, and waited quietly for Nian Nian, as if he was concentrating on watching the battle between the two men.

It probably took a few seconds, or maybe ten seconds.

Suddenly, a cyan diagonal line from bottom to top appeared in many people's vision.

One end of the diagonal line came from the crowd of onlookers, while the other end was connected to the city wall in the distance.

To be precise, it was connected to the flagpole.

Before many people had time to respond to what this slash was, someone had already exclaimed:

"don't want!!"

What don’t you want??

People who heard these two words were confused, but they soon got the answer:

Don't break.

The cyan diagonal line is like a fleeting meteor, leaving only an afterimage in people's field of vision.

With a soft click that pierced the eardrums and heart, the tall flag belonging to the defenders on the city wall was broken.

At this time, people saw the owner of the meteor that flew over the city.

It is the year before the bow has been put down.