"Aim and shoot!"

In a chaotic situation, the blood-sworn ranger captain quickly passed through the crowd and kept looking back to see the height of the silver arc in mid-air. He stopped next to a row of shooters and adjusted a ranger next to him with his hands.

The height of the longbow in the hand.

There was a sound of bowstrings, the sky seemed to darken, and an arrow flew into the air. The entire battlefield seemed to be silent. Both sides of the war turned around and looked at the silver arrow passing between the two pyramids in mid-air.

Light.

In front of it, a wall made of arrow rain is rising.

"second round!"

The ranger captain himself raised his longbow and shouted.

But suddenly, the silver light in mid-air sank.

Fang Yu was pulling down his goggles, feeling the whistling wind in his ears. He looked at the dense arrows coming towards him, and turned back to estimate the distance of his flight. Suddenly, the light wings behind him moved slightly, and he turned around.

Like a free bird, it passes under the arrow without missing a beat.

Grant raised his head and looked at this scene. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in amazement. Not only him, but also the people listening to the rain around him all let out low exclamations.

In everyone's eyes, the silver light in the mid-air is like a dancing swift, soaring under the gloomy clouds of arrows, swaying left and right. Occasionally, arrows fly towards them, but they only stir up a protective atmosphere.

Just a brilliant rain of light.

The silver light was flying faster and faster, and soon it was approaching the second half of the pyramid.

"Do you know how to shoot arrows?" the ranger captain shouted angrily: "That's a glider, lower the trajectory!"

"Crossbowmen come up!" He turned around and said, "Change the chain arrows and prepare rope net arrows!"

The archers all took a step back, and a row of dwarves holding heavy crossbows came forward from behind. Half squatting, they raised the Dragon Strike heavy crossbows in their hands and pulled the trigger. There was a loud bang, and the huge crossbow shook the ground.

Smoke, dust, and waste, and crossbow arrows dragging long net ropes flew into the air one after another.

"ah!"

At the other end of the battlefield in the distance, Tian Lan couldn't help but screamed in fright when he saw this scene. Everyone knew that chain arrows and rope net arrows were the best choices for dealing with low-altitude flying targets. They were those with higher maneuverability.

Flying units will inevitably fall into the dust before these two, not to mention they are just hang gliders.

But as soon as she stopped, the lion man Rhett pushed her behind.

"Don't stop, little girl," the big cat man said, holding the scepter: "Your enemy is still ahead!"

As he spoke, he raised his head again and looked at the beam of silver light in the air with his pale silver eyes.

And that silver light was making a weird and extremely strange turn, like a ninety-degree right angle turn.

Fang Yu turned his back in mid-air, facing away from the rain of arrows. He raised his right hand and aimed at one of the pyramids. With a loud bang, a rocket flying fist flew out from his hand, carrying a long line.

Cable, right at the tip of the pyramid.

Under everyone's attention, the cable tightened, dragging the silver light around in mid-air, and flew past the second round of arrow rain.

At the same moment, the cables on the pyramid swept across impartially, just avoiding Bai Hua who was flying over the forest of spears, and swept down the members of Jefflite's red team below him.

As soon as the young man landed, he found that there was a lot of space around him.

He straightened up in disbelief, just in time to see Fang Plover making a half-circle in mid-air and falling to the other side of the pyramid. "Stop him!" All the members of Jefflett's red team reacted at once and turned around.

Surround in that direction.

Without thinking, Bai Hua drew his sword and started to fight in that direction. Several people who tried to stop him were swept away by the chain sword in his hand and were immediately torn into pieces. With Fang Plover's intervention, he relaxed the pressure and the battle immediately turned into another.

What a look.

The pyramid was getting bigger and bigger in Fang Plover's eyes. He knew that it was accelerating and falling to the ground. He saw the densely packed people on the pyramid, like ants, surrounding it in this direction.

But instead of feeling any panic in his heart, there was only a feeling of excitement and joy. He laughed in mid-air: "Goodbye, everyone!"

He gently opened his right hand.

Everyone saw that the steel gauntlet that was firmly fixed on the pyramid suddenly released with a 'click', and flew back with the long cable rolled up, and was connected to Fang Plover's right hand without any hesitation. As a result, it lost its centripetal force.

After being restrained, Fang Plover was like a comet, relying on inertia to circle most of the pyramid and then suddenly fly back.

So everyone could only stop and watch him go away.

This series of changes made everyone stunned, "Is there such an operation?" The Blood Oath ranger on the ground was opening his mouth wide. In fact, it was not that Fang Plover was so difficult to be shot in this state.

, but it was so unexpected that they came over without reacting for a moment.

In fact, don't say that they didn't react, the Jeffrite red team members on the pyramid were exactly the same.

"Kaka is dead, Guzhou." Nightingale next to Canghai Guzhou suddenly raised his head and said with an ugly face: "The attack just now should have been the efreet, but as far as we know, Lotao's efreet

The technology should not be spread outside the country."

Canghai Guzhou walked out of the bunker with a sullen expression. Looking at the silver light flying between the pyramids and the chaotic battlefield, he turned around and asked: "Who is that? There is absolutely no chance that there will be someone listening to the rain."

Such a person, is it someone from Silver Vislan who has intervened?"

"But he is not wearing the Silver Vislan jersey. Besides, the people from the Silver Vislan have already greeted us. You know their character. They will not go back on their word."

Canghai Guzhou gritted his teeth and watched this scene.

"I seem to know that guy..." At this time, a weak voice suddenly spoke in the hall. Everyone turned around and saw that the speaker was a person whom everyone usually had no impression of.

Gunslinger Selector, a little transparent person in the guild.

Canghai Guzhou also glanced at the other person before reluctantly remembering that this person seemed to have participated in his first command operation with him. He had always been brooding about the failure of that operation, but he had never followed him once.

The old man looked a little calmer and asked:

"You know him?"

The man was about to speak.

At this time, the communication crystals of everyone in the hall lit up at the same moment. Almost everyone's expression changed. This is an emergency channel. Could something big have happened? Everyone did the same thing.

Action, pick up the crystal, and then open the Chosen One system.

And at the next moment, everyone saw a line of text appear in front of their eyes:

Kaka: "I recognize him."

Kaka: "Catch him, that's the battle craftsman from Dawn Star."

Kaka: "Find a way to get him to join us, we are alone in the sea."

Canghai Guzhou suddenly raised his head and looked at the silver light in the ruins with an incredulous look. He turned around and saw everyone's eyes focused on him.

Almost everyone here is a member of the elite group of Jeffrite's Red Team, and they naturally know what is the focus of the guild's affairs at this moment.

Canghai Guzhou nodded, as if new and old hatreds were rushing into his heart. He raised his hands and said softly: "Everyone is here, prepare for action, change the plan, and apply to the guild headquarters for permission to act."

Everyone stood up and walked outside the pyramid.

"shoot!"

The ranger captain on the ground had been looking up in the air, his eyes red and he shouted.

There was a sound of bowstrings ringing, and dense arrows rose into the sky again.

But Fang Yu only tilted his head towards these 'cute' rangers on the ground and saluted them. Then he raised his left hand and flew out with his rocket flying fist, hitting the pyramid on the other side that had been bombarded by the efreeti.

Then he turned around in mid-air like a flexible flea, and instantly flew to the other direction of the pyramid, turning again to avoid the incoming arrows.

At the same time, Fang Plover also flew past the surface of the pyramid at low altitude, dragging a long cable in his hand, causing everyone in the Jefflite Redcoat team to retreat and be swept to the ground.

He raised his head and saw a halberd knight in front of him who seemed to be of a high level. He roared angrily, held the halberd in both hands and jumped up to hit him. But Fang Pliong only fired a rocket flying fist with his right hand, from left to right.

Sweep.

Then the man was knocked out of the air.

When the people who listened to the rain saw this scene, they all turned back to look at Grant, their eyes full of admiration. When Grant told them that Fang Plover was probably the top genius sent by the Elite Federation in the Second World to train, they

Some still don't believe it.

Although almost everyone thinks that Fang Plover may have something to do with elites, the gap between elites in the first world and the second world is still very large, just like Princess Sophie, the top newcomer trained by Silver Vislan in the first place.

Although the latter is equally strong, it is still within their scope of cognition.

And it was only at this moment that these people understood, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, the vice president is the vice president, and he really has a keen eye. A combat craftsman with such a strong combat power? If this is not the elite second world association,

Who are the members of the youth training team?

In fact, the top U18 competitions they had seen in the Super Competitive League, and the battles between top talents, were nothing more than that.

Although Grant was somewhat proud of his own vision, he was not too complacent. He glanced at the lonely white field not far away, and saw that the latter was looking at the square plover in mid-air with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.

The color of fascination.

I don't know what this guy saw.

He shook his head, and then shouted to the other people who were dazed: "What are you still doing? The opportunity has come, hurry up, put all our reserves on it!" He paused, looked around, and then word by word

He suddenly said:

"Success or failure depends on this moment. Whether Listen to the Rain will survive or die, its future is in your hands at this moment!"
To be continued...