The sense of security from Xiao Qingmei...
Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Fu Anan and felt that she seemed to be shining with golden light at the moment - it turned out that Xiaopang was also holding Long Aotian's script!
Were the people who sneaked up on them squashed
She waited for a moment, and when she felt there was no movement above, she poked her head out to look outside.
The moment her head stretched out, a sharp iron blade flew towards her. Zhang Yuanyuan was so scared that she squatted down quickly, and the long knife flew over her head, successfully turning her into a Mediterranean.
If she had been a little slower, her skull would have been cut open by the iron blade.
Zhang Yuanyuan's face turned pale instantly. She sat in the pit, not daring to move. When S-level players were fighting, ordinary players would only seek death if they got involved.
At this moment, the tail of the long blade inserted in the pile of earth behind began to tremble.
Suddenly they pulled themselves out of the soil and all hung in the air.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The sound of an iron blade cutting through the air.
These weapons return to where they came from.
They rushed out at a faster speed than before, and penetrated deeply into the mud wall that was blocking the three people, causing screams to be heard from the other side.
At the same time, the soil around the deep pit began to gather towards the center, as if it was going to bury people alive.
It's the other side that's fighting back.
Fu Anan reached out to clear the dust on both sides, covered the ground with mud, and prepared to climb up from below.
"careful!"
Zhang Yuanyuan, whose hair had just been cut into Mediterranean style, was worried and nervous. The attack was still coming, and there were more iron blades than before.
But when the attack came, they hovered in mid-air.
The weapon was shaking slightly, as if two forces were in a stalemate.
In the team of three, a man clenched his hands, clenched his teeth, and seemed to be exerting all his strength.
Compared to that player, Fu Yizhi remained calm and looked very relaxed. "Go up."
Fu Anan took care of her little sister and touched the two inches of hair left in the middle of her hair. "You hide aside first. I will go and avenge you in the Mediterranean."
Zhang Yuanyuan hated and feared it, but fortunately her little sister was a big shot, "But you better be careful."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
While the two were talking, the weapon floating in the air flew towards the opposite side.
"Quick victory."
Fu Yizhi glanced at the map and said.
They want to hunt players, but only if they don't become someone else's prey.
The opponent's methods are almost clear: one controls the land, one uses metal to attack, and the other has been hiding and has not made a move yet.
Fu Anan's spatial ability is somewhat dependent on distance. She is probably a magic tank. She doesn't have to fight close to the enemy, but if she is too far away, her attack will be weakened.
"Brother Fu, you hold the line in front, and I'll sneak over from behind."
She gave Fu Yizhi a plan, and then tried to sneak in from the side.
Fu Yizhi's ability is very powerful. The attention of the three people was attracted by him alone. Fu Anan got closer and closer and then dug his palm into the ground.
receive!
The three of them instantly fell into the hollowed-out pit, and before they could react, mud poured down above their heads.
A metal-type ability user and an earth-type ability user were defeated by two players with other special abilities in the areas they were best at.
Awkward and humiliating.
This kind of thing is simply intolerable.
The user with earth-type ability controlled himself to scatter to both sides the moment he was buried alive. After coming out, he prepared his strongest ability. Just when he was about to teach Fu Anan and the others a lesson, he suddenly felt a change in his vision.
Two seconds later
Two colorful pictures were printed on the ground.
The picture is vivid and perfectly preserves the fear of the two players at that time.
(End of this chapter)