A strange scene appeared in front of the fighter camp, with groups of players forming a circle. There are two people standing in the circle, one is a man in coarse gray clothes, with a Chinese character face, an indifferent expression, and a calm look on his face. The other person has a mustache.
"That Qi Spirit Master seems to be dying." Players around him kept whispering. "Being able to fight this BOSS for such a long time is considered an unparalleled master."
"Yeah, yeah." Someone else echoed. "If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have believed it. Someone could actually challenge a level 60 BOSS in a duel."
However, some people were unconvinced and snorted: "What is this? You didn't know that there was originally a Qi Spirit Master in white clothes. He was so powerful. He led more than a hundred martial arts masters to confront the BOSS and players with guards. Confrontation. There were thousands of people inside and outside, but in the end, the BOSS won with his powerful moves."
Someone interrupted. "This is still great, and that is because someone helped him. After all, he has so many companions, but this one is by himself."
"Fart!" The person who spoke was anxious. "Didn't you see that you know the bird? Do you know the dragon at the end? It was that guy who released it, and a large number of players were killed on the spot!"
A group of people started making noises, but the lunatics and mustaches in the circle remained silent. This duel was proposed by the BOSS. Coincidentally, after Sadness died, the madman was resurrected. I encountered this scene as soon as I went out. I had no choice but to fight. As a result, with the mustache and his hand open, no one can attack the madman. But the lunatic knows that fighting with a mustache will never be better than facing a sea of players.
With the current health value, one more punch would kill him. The madman looked at his life value and thought in trance. Taking a deep breath, clenching his fists, the beast's mental energy instantly transformed into a tiger's mouth covering his fists, and the white air spirit possessed by the air spirit also turned into a ball of white air hanging on his chest.
"Drink!" The mustached man shouted softly and took the lead in attacking. The madman's face suddenly became solemn, his left hand was behind his back, and his right fist actually hit him directly!
boom!
Fist bump! The madman only felt a shock all over his body, and all the bones in his body seemed to be creaking. And if the white spirit hadn't blocked the fist, the damage might have sent the madman back to the dungeon. There was no time to think so much, the madman's face suddenly turned cruel, and he hit him with a hammer.
The mustache's expression remained the same, his head didn't move, and his legs were directly swept over. The lunatic had no choice but to quickly lift up his left foot to flash his mustache whip. However, his legs dodged and he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on his face. As soon as he looked up, he found that the mustachioed head was hitting him menacingly!
The lunatic's teeth were almost broken in an instant. It hurt, it hurt so much. The entire bridge of the nose is almost shattered by the mustache. This is the biggest weakness of the Qi spirit possession to offset the damage, and the pain is not offset at all.
It hurts. Most people would probably fall to the ground and lose their fighting ability. But to a madman, this is just pain.
The one on the head was overtaken by the mustache, but the one under the feet, the madman had already raised his feet at this time.
A hard kick!
The male players watching all around felt a chill in their lower bodies and a chill all over their bodies, as if a needle had pricked their nerves. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, shuddering all over.
This guy is so cruel. It looks quite stable, but the attack is too dark! The people around him cursed in their hearts.
The madman didn't think about it that much. He had basically never used this kind of move. After all, the tricks he used were all real-life tricks. If he used this frequently, what would he do if he accidentally cut off someone's descendants one day? But as the game progresses, the madman changes a bit. For him, it is just to kick wherever the damage is most. For so many things, the madman is very pure and does not think about anything.
The mustache's face froze this time, and his whole body stayed there for an instant. But the lunatic was unambiguous. When he saw that the mustache had stopped moving, he exerted force with his right hand and hit the mustache in the face!
Nianqi! burst!
With a bang, the hearts of the people screamed again, as fiercely as thousands of horses galloping. But this time it was the girls who felt it deeply, as if they were electrocuted, they touched their faces with lingering fear. The lunatic, on the other hand, retracted his hand and wondered why he had a feeling of déjà vu. (Voice-over, Lei Bao:!@￥%…&)
The mustache is the BOSS after all, and his recovery ability is top-notch, and he recovered quickly. However, it is obvious that the small steps are more intensive than before, and I pay more attention to the defense on my face than before. But the madman still maintained his previous attitude, with one hand behind his back and the other against the enemy.
The spirit possession was consumed again and again, and the sweat on the madman's body began to flow continuously. The two of them were like two one-armed men at this time, with one hand and two feet as fast as lightning, colliding and hitting wildly, using every joint of the body, moving every muscle of the body, trying hard to knock each other to the ground. .
Finally, as the surrounding players shouted in unison, a white light shone, and only the mustache was left in the circle. The surrounding players were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that they were participating in a city battle, and then they rushed into the fighter camp one by one with shouts. Coupled with the entry of the mustache, soon the sound of the fighter camp falling was heard again.
The madman was sitting cross-legged in the dungeon, recalling the battle just now, and looking at the system prompts in front of him in silence.
System: Congratulations on being recognized by the BOSS Linyin City Guard Chief.
In the priest camp, after the big man killed the group of thieves, he immediately left the priest camp. After seeing how powerful the big man was, the players in Linyin City assumed that they could no longer see the big man.
And the big man was also happy about this. He was currently in the period of weakening attributes due to the death of the accompanying ghost. The reason why he could instantly kill the leader of the group of thieves was all because of the attack of the ghost and his fast chanting. It was that moment that shocked others. And staying in the professional camp is completely seeking death. No matter which profession has its advantages and disadvantages, one profession alone cannot exert great power. The big guy knew this, so he started contacting Jiu Renbutiu the moment he was resurrected and started gathering a large number of manpower.
Ba Ling is in the mage camp and is entangled by Hua Zhi's men. This also means being tireless in teaching. Hua Zhi's subordinates are the most powerful, and they are also the type that endures hardships without hesitation. Therefore, using it to deal with the BOSS is naturally the best choice. As for Eagle Strike in the archer camp, Little Arrow is still alive, and has been fighting with Eagle Strike to death like a little strong boy. The commander of Linyin City is in the knight camp and is dealt with by the people of the sun.
As for happiness, he is probably in a corner of the dungeon at this time. As for what he is thinking about, no one knows.
After the professional camp, there was no battle taking place in the Elf Square at this time. Although it is only a few hundred meters away from the battlefield, and the roaring explosions and roars can be clearly heard, everything here still maintains the simplest appearance of the elves. The fountain in the middle of the square is still quiet, and the sun shines on the water, reflecting the colorful rainbow light. The surrounding towering ancient trees are lush and green, and the green vines hang high in the sky, woven into the shape of a cradle, which is so beautiful.
The only thing missing is probably the elf girl who can sit in the cradle.
And there are tens of thousands of fully armed players here. Everyone clenches their weapons, gears up, and stares in front of them without blinking. The entire square is already filled with people, each of them has their own position and task. Each of them has its own weight and power. Gathered here, the heaviness of this power made everyone feel difficulty breathing.
"After the fall of the professional camp, the dead players were teleported to a strange place. They had to wait for five hours before they could be re-transported back to the elves. The location was immediate." Soon, the consequences of the fall of the professional camp were clearly conveyed To the place where you are tireless in teaching.
Zhuo Renbutiu nodded and said calmly: "Five hours? In other words, people who have died now can basically go offline and sleep."
When Zhuo Renbujue opened his mouth like this, everyone realized that his eyes were horribly bloodshot. Based on real time, it had been at least a week since he had slept normally. Game fatigue is a term that came later.
Canglang and Aotian couldn't help but take a deep breath and secretly clenched their fists on the spot. You can imagine the pressure in their hearts. The older one was the most relaxed, sitting on the steps, sipping the wine in sips, enjoying himself.
At this time, suddenly in the field of vision, several people were running towards here. The big man took a closer look and saw that he was actually abandoning his sword and dancing lightly. And a knight immediately jumped out from the group of players and ran towards Qingwu Dangshi anxiously.
"Wuwu, you came here safely. You know what, you worried me to death." The man said out of breath.
"Get lost." Qingwu Dangshi said with a cold face.
Qi Jian shrugged, spread his hands, and strode towards the larger group of people. Without waiting for Zhuo Renbutiu to speak, Qi Jian said carelessly: "The girl said she could have a greater role alive, so I escorted her here. Don't worry, there is still that boy Feng Dao to deal with the BOSS."
As soon as he finished speaking, the system beeped mercilessly.
System: The knight camp has been occupied by Linyin City.
Qi Jian's face suddenly froze, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye. He slapped his hands pretending to be angry and said angrily: "Uncle's violent temper, Xiao Rui, look at how incompetent that boy Feng Dao is. Next time you see him We must teach him a lesson."
Teach your uncle a lesson! Can I beat him? Tuo Renbujue was roaring in his heart, but his face showed nothing. He just nodded lightly and said, "Sit aside and rest. I'll be beaten soon."
At this time, Qingwu Dangshi also came over and silently walked to the front of the Cavaliers without saying a word. The man behind him, Vicissitudes of Life, followed him dejectedly. The big man saw a wine bottle and smashed it over, and said with a smile: "Take a sip, Vicissitudes of Life."
The man needed the vicissitudes to take it, opened the plug with a bang and said with a smile: "It's not the vicissitudes of life, it's the man!"
(End of chapter)