After Feng Nai resisted the damage from the blow, he made a big backhand move, and the crescent moon mark reappeared, making it impossible for anyone who got close to him to avoid it!
It's not that people can't resist standing up, though.
What shocked the audience was that when he was marking, the other hand was still switching equipment.
The angle of view on this side is too chaotic, so chaotic that the director can only switch to the angle of view on the side.
But it is such a gap to switch.
Another gasping sound pierced the sky.
"That, that is!"
Wherever the moonlight goes, there are signs.
Dots of silver thread are connected, and what he draws is not only Longkeng Tianxiu, but also... a field that no one can set foot on!
The assistant, a little stunned.
When you are really in it, you will find that while being dominated, you can still see the silver light.
Beautiful and fatal injuries swept through.
It could be clearly seen on the screen that Feng Nai turned his wrist lightly, and at the same time as the marker was thrown out, he used the top laner as a turning point, and came directly behind the assistant.
The captain of The was aware of his thoughts. In order to save his teammates, all his actions were subconscious, and he couldn't see what people saw outside the screen.
It is a faint silver light floating out.
It is the awn that the moon never dies and hurts endlessly.
It is a totem that breaks through the ground and rises from the ground of the wild area.
It's what people have mentioned more than once, the field of the left!
Swish!
There was another knife sound.
Feng Nai knew that someone was approaching.
Once again, the hatred value of the flying dragon was detonated.
Taken by the dragon's claws, no one can block such damage.
Feng Nai himself would take a hit.
But this fight, in exchange for the life of the assistant and the loss of the captain.
Doublekill!
Double kill!
On the screen, people could clearly see that the ethereal figure disappeared out of view again the moment it fell.
where
Where did he go
While people are still looking.
The captain of The speared in and found out where he was.
It's grass!
Damage hit.
Feng Nai's blood volume dropped by two thirds.
Using flying dragons to collect damage, it is impossible for oneself to be unscathed.
The HP of the top laner is still there, and the subconscious reaction is to come over to make up for the damage.
As long as there is another control, k can lie down directly.
There are less than seven seconds left.
He and the captain will definitely be able to.
It's impossible for Feng Nai to have a second golden body to use!
Such a siege is really not good for those who have already exposed their whereabouts.
That is an illusion that everyone in the formation will have.
Anyone who has played games knows that the difference in perspective will cause you to only see the lack of blood in your eyes.
No matter how calm you are.
The captain of The was quick to respond: "Don't pass..."
Before the words were finished, the fluttering figure of Dao Yijue had already raised his hand.
"The mark. There is still a mark on the flying dragon!"
Something that The's top laner didn't notice. It is the formation of the field.
Haven't waited until he hit the damage.
Swish!
The silver mans rose.
Moonlight falls.
Pull******a!
Brush big!
Ping a again!
It is impossible to guess where he will fall.
There is no way to lock the lens. The only thing that can be captured is the up and down fingers in front of the computer.
Pale and slender, with a well-defined backbone. Knocking down with your fingertips can even shake out phantoms.
The captain of The waved to stop.
Feng Nai turned around and used the dragon pit to paddle to the other side of the wall.
In the next second, he swiped back again.
Pull two people closer at the same time.
The machete fell.
It is the sound effect that resounds throughout the arena.
Triple kill!
Three kills!
(end of this chapter)