“Your agility is high enough, that’s useful.”

Qiao Yu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then casually slapped a Dragon Claw Guild member attacking him to death.

“Don't be afraid, just stand far away and let me steal, I'll handle these people!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yu rushed into the Dragon Claw Guild's crowd, instantly knocking several people away.

"Audacious!"

Accompanied by a stern shout, an old man from the Dragon Claw Guild rushed towards Qiao Yu, wielding two large axes.

"That's Rong Gaochao, the vice-chairman of the Dragon Claw Guild! He's a Berserker class, a level 18 early-stage expert!"

An onlooker recognized the old man's identity.

At the same time, Rong Gaochao had already rushed in front of Qiao Yu.

"Die!"

Rong Gaochao shouted loudly, and the two large axes chopped directly at Qiao Yu.

Clang!

The large axes collided with the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and even the air exploded with a sonic boom.

Qiao Yu kicked Rong Gaochao in the face.

After Rong Gaochao dodged, he revealed a sneer.

"Kid, you're still too green, you think I'd be hit by you like those trash from the Killing God Guild?"

Rong Gaochao chopped down with his double axes again.

Qiao Yu didn't answer, but switched the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to a pair of brass knuckles and threw an uppercut.

Rong Gaochao's downward-chopping double axes crashed into Qiao Yu's fist, and a huge force came over him.

Rong Gaochao felt as if he had chopped at a moving train, and his double axes were instantly knocked away.

Then a heavy punch slammed into his lower abdomen.

"Oof!"

Rong Gaochao opened his mouth wide, like a fish dying of thirst. He felt like the pickled mustard noodles he ate yesterday were about to be puked out.

How could this be possible?

"Kid, what class are you?"

After Rong Gaochao reacted, his eyes were full of confusion.

This kid was wielding a big blade and playing with brass knuckles, did he not understand the principle of not biting off more than you can chew?

A player's energy is limited. Generally, normal players will choose one weapon and improve their proficiency and specialization.

Rong Gaochao had never seen anyone switch weapons twice in one fight.

And this kid, in addition to weapons, also had physical movements, it felt like he was also taking the path of body cultivation.

What class would be so flashy?

"Me?"

Qiao Yu pointed to himself.

"A necromancer."

Rong Gaochao almost popped his eyeballs out.

"What did you say?!"

"Necromancer? Then where's your staff? Your robes? Your undead summons?"

He, Rong Gaochao, was so old, even if he hadn't eaten pork, he'd seen pigs run, right?

How could there be such an outrageous necromancer?

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Qiao Yu shrugged.

Then he punched Rong Gaochao again.

Rong Gaochao was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He quickly retreated towards the main force of the Dragon Claw Guild.

"Move! Warriors and tanks, hold the line, mages, quick, output! Archers, hurry up and output too!"

Rong Gaochao shouted as he retreated to the center of the crowd.

The Killing God Guild was already retreating, and the Dragon Claw Guild, now free to act, immediately obeyed Rong Gaochao's orders and attacked fiercely.

Overwhelming spells pressed down on Qiao Yu, occasionally mixed with one or two arrows.

"Hmph, Zuo Cheng, are you still going to persist in your wrongdoings? Is your reliance that kid? Let me tell you, facing so many people surrounding him, that kid is dead for sure!"

Yin Zhigao, who was fighting Zuo Cheng, also noticed the situation here. He stopped fighting and looked towards Qiao Yu's side.

Zuo Cheng's face was indifferent, but her heart was also full of worry.

She counted and saw that there were a full 17 mages attacking Qiao Yu at the same time.

Even she would have a slim chance of survival facing such an overwhelming siege. Could this kid really be done for?

Boom!

The 17 mages attacked together. Although they were only casting ordinary skills, the quantitative change led to qualitative change. The power of the 17 skills superimposed made the entire earth tremble.

Qiao Yu's figure was directly submerged in the sky full of skills.

Rong Gaochao revealed a smug look. The kid couldn't dodge such a terrifying sea of skills, so it seemed like he had gone back to Safety Town to wait for resurrection.

On the other side, Ma Fei and Yang Xiangdi didn't even look at this side, continuing to concentrate on their own battles.

This made Zuo Cheng feel a little chilled, and she couldn't help frowning and speaking.

"Isn't that Qiao Yu your teammate? He's being besieged, aren't you worried at all?"

Ma Fei swung his sword again, causing the person in front of him to retreat repeatedly.

He rolled his eyes: "Worried? Worried that the people on the opposite side will be killed by Qiao Yu?"

"17 people can kill him instantly? If these 17 people can kill Qiao Yu, I, Ma Fei, will eat the tree next to me on the spot!"

Ma Fei's tone was as firm as cutting iron. As one of the people most familiar with Qiao Yu, he had seen too many outrageous scenes of Qiao Yu.

Zuo Cheng looked at Zuo You with a pleading expression. She didn't understand why no one was worried about Qiao Yu, who was being submerged by skills.

Zuo You didn't know where to start for a moment, so she thought for a while and said.

"Don't worry, sis, that guy is a cheater, he'll be fine."

"He'll be fine? Hahahaha!"

Yin Zhigao laughed loudly when he heard this.

"If you can be fine facing this kind of attack, I, Yin Zhigao, will eat... shit... upside down on the spot..."

Yin Zhigao's expression froze directly on his face.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, a figure jumped high, directly crossed the tanks and warriors blocking in front, and landed in the center of the mage group.

"You guys hurt me a little, so it's my turn this time, I'll give you a show of how to make your health bar disappear."

Qiao Yu, in the middle of the crowd, revealed a smile, but this smile looked very狰狞.

He was covered in blood, and some wounds were even spraying out blood fountains.

"Quick! Stop him!" Rong Gaochao shouted, but it was already too late.

Even a genius mage like Shi Shaorong would be beaten up if Qiao Yu got close, let alone these ordinary mages from the Dragon Claw Guild?

Slash!

Qiao Yu waved the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and these little mages were as fragile as paper in front of him, breaking with a touch.

With just two sweeps, nearly ten mages were killed instantly, and even the Dragon Claw Guild's healers and priests next to them didn't even have time to heal.

"Damn it! What are you guys spacing out for? Quickly heal those mages, heal them, don't let them all be killed!" Rong Gaochao roared angrily.

Several healers and priests looked at each other, stunned for a moment.

Just kidding, that guy's health bar empties instantly with one slash, how can we heal that? Come, come, you be the healer and priest, and you teach me how to heal?

With agility like Zuo Cheng, Qiao Yu made short work of it. The 17 mages, except for one who saw the situation was bad and slipped away in advance, were all killed by Qiao Yu's blade.

Qiao Yu was bloodthirsty and wild (bathing in his own blood), like a killing god crawling out of the Shura hell.

Those people from the Dragon Claw Guild showed fear when they saw this.

Damn, someone is spraying blood crazily, and you're afraid if they cut you with a knife while spraying blood, right?