That's right, the heavily armored warrior among the two sides who are fighting is the clone No. 1 who lost the message after breaking through the encirclement of the Donghua City Police Station! In the past nearly a week, the battle between the clone and Donghua City has never stopped. Although he successfully attacked the Donghua City Police Department in front of the national live broadcast. The face of Donghua City Police Station that surrounded him, but as Link expected, the Federation, which felt the authority was provoked, immediately exerted strong revenge against No. 1! The middle-aged swordsman in front of him holding a big sword with both hands was one of the powerful federal officials sent from the northern provinces to Donghua City to support Donghua City! Although he is just a low-level earth profession who has just entered the Earth level, he can still cause great trouble to the No. 1 clone who is just a golden-level warrior. If the opponent cannot be dealt with as soon as possible and get rid of the opponent's pursuit, the subsequent pursuit personnel will arrive in a flash. Once surrounded by many strong people, No. 1 believes that he has no possibility of escaping. Although Cloning No. 1 is not afraid of death, he is reluctant to let go of the luxurious equipment on his body. No. 1 will certainly not be able to sit and wait for death unless it is absolutely necessary. It's just easier said than done. The middle-aged swordsman in front of him knew that he was an extremely senior awakened man just by looking at his age. The opponent's combat goal was quite clear. He just wanted to delay No. 1 and did not give No. 1 any chance to fight. A earth-level profession, who uses such a rogue fighting style against a gold-level profession, only No. 1 feels like he is fighting a piece of dog skin plaster, and he feels disgusting that he can't be killed or he can't get rid of it. "There is not much time left..." I estimated the time to confront the opponent. No. 1 is very clear that in a maximum of two minutes, the opponent's reinforcements will arrive.
It is probably difficult for me to escape. The most important thing now is to destroy the remaining information on myself before dying and avoid being captured by the federal prisoner. It’s a pity that his second gold-level skill position was handed over to the gold-level fighting spirit. Otherwise, it would be a brilliant thing to use a self-destructive skill at this moment. Um? Gorgeous? No. 1, who was fighting, suddenly saw a familiar water arrow whizzing by. The next second, No. 1 saw the middle-aged swordsman in front of him who looked like a turtle and immediately let out a painful cry, followed by a water arrow hitting his back hard, and then under the impact of huge inertia, Flying out... A thunder sound of "Boom!" Before the middle-aged swordsman could land under the influence of inertia, a thunder generated out of thin air hit the swordsman who was still in the air. It was just two attacks, and the middle-aged swordsman who had been alive before was alive. It's already a fragile person! He fell to the ground in pain, looking nervously in the direction where the attack came... Immediately afterwards, my pupils shrank suddenly! He turned out to be another mysterious man wearing a headband! Although the hooded man held a staff, his figure and temperament were almost the same as the heavy armored warrior! "You..." A huge wave broke out in the middle-aged swordsman's heart. He covered his chest, which was paralyzed by lightning and almost unable to exert strength in his face, and a terrible guess arose in his mind... But this terrible guess is obviously worthless! Huge fireballs, water arrows, lightning strikes and lightning rays followed almost without any stop. The middle-aged swordsman rushed left and right on the ground in a mess, but in the end he was still exhausted by injuries and was finally the most dangerous one. The rays penetrate directly into the chest! 'boom! ’The lightning was raging between the two. No. 1, holding the golden holy sword, jumped high and cut off the head of the unmovable middle-aged swordsman with one sword... A puff. With the blood splattered, a famous earth-level profession fell into the nameless wilderness. No. 1 just coldly picked up the most valuable weapon on the middle-aged swordsman, and then turned to look at the hooded mage behind him.
The latter smiled at No. 1: "I didn't expect to meet you so by chance, No. 1." "Stop talking nonsense, No. 2." The latter's reminiscing voice was interrupted. No. 1 walked straight into the depths of the wilderness: "This is not a place to chat, leave here first." "Okay, No. 1." The wizard, the clone No. 2, nodded obediently, followed No. 1's footsteps and quickly penetrated into the wilderness forest. That is, in less than a minute after the 1st and 2nd left. Several terrifying figures arrived at the scene almost immediately. When the leader saw the middle-aged swordsman separated from the corpse on the ground, there was an indescribable sense of depression., immediately filled the entire space. "I didn't expect my beard to be planted in such a place." Take a deep breath. The person in the head bent down, held up the middle-aged swordsman's head rolling to the ground with both hands, and solemnly reset it on the middle-aged swordsman's neck. Then he closed his eyes tightly, mourned silently for a moment, and suddenly let out a roar: "They haven't escaped yet! Chase immediately!" "Yes! Commander!"