In the jungle, the leaves swayed, one person leaped out with a spear, dressed in exquisite armor, and a huge shield glowing with orange luster in his hands. It was Wang Zecheng, the leader of the First Division of Heroes Tomb!
"Advance step by step, scorched earth tactics!" Wang Zecheng raised the Touyue gun and smiled slightly: "The archer Qixing Arrow cleared the way, the mage roared and crushed it, the musketeer cleared the field by shelling, pushing all the way, don't give them any A chance to come back from the dead! Today, we want to let Zhanlong know what a real king is, and let them know that the Tomb of Heroes will be stationed in the Demon Path, and no one can stop it!"
With the sound of artillery fire, the players in the front row of Zhanlong almost fell in pieces, and there was no chance to resurrect, because the opponent’s firepower was too strong, and at least thousands of long-range teams in Hero’s Tomb were lying in ambush in the dense forest. Long-distance separation to lure the enemy, this tactic is indeed very clever, and also very bold.
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"Boom boom boom..."
Under the roar of the ice and fire, the Matcha MM backed back again and again holding the shield, the Holy Shield appeared around her body, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at me with concern: "Boss, we are going to hang up soon, what should we do?"
I gritted my teeth: "No matter what, kill all the people in the mass graves first. The mass graves are pure warrior guilds. There is not a pot hanger, and the dead one is less. Let our pot hangers be optimistic and hang up immediately. When you die, no one should cherish the level. If you can get back to the level, if the position here is lost, Zhanlong will not be able to gain a foothold in the Eight Desolate City!"
"good!"
"Swipe..."
The front row was constantly shining with the resurrection light. The members of Zhanlongying killed at least nearly 200 people, but they all resurrected quickly. They picked up the explosive equipment and re-equiped them. However, the number of players in the census kills fewer and fewer, 700+ people are killed in a blink of an eye, even if it is already the attacking rhythm of Dragon Slashing.
"Brother Xiaoyao, cooperate with me to kill the deputy leader of the mass grave, that knight..." Yue Qingqian's voice came from the team channel.
I looked at it from a distance. A knight in the crowd was brandishing a long sword and hacking everywhere. A level 61 knight with a rank of three, carrying the emblem of the deputy leader of the mass grave on his shoulders, floating above his head, ID: Blood Blade, attacking and shouting. The command: "Don’t retreat, continue to maintain the offensive posture. The leader will soon bring the brothers who died in battle to resurrection. Our task is to intercept the core force of Dragon Slash. As long as we bite them here, the hero’s grave is over. They can quickly eliminate their other main force!"
Yue Qingqian carried a dagger in both hands, and his body sank, sneaking behind the blood blade, and suddenly launched an ambush, bleeding + double-edged combos broke the wind, but the blood blade was at least 6000+ qi Blood, Jian Feng raised a bloody flower on Yue Qingqian's shoulder!
"Snapped!"
The gouge was successful, Yue Qingqian did not advance and retreated, and the blinding effect appeared on the dagger, and he broke his 1000+ blood with a "pouch". I saw that the opportunity came, taking advantage of the blood blade to lose At the moment of vision, raising your hand is a long-range attack-the prehistoric world!
"Fuck!"
The blade penetrated the chest of the deputy leader, bringing out scorching blood—2329!
The blood blade knelt to the ground with a miserable cry, and the faces of the mass grave players behind him were also cold. Perhaps he did not expect that under his fierce offensive, Zhanlong's counterattack would still be so fierce and lethal.
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"Shushasha..."
The jungle trembled. Soon, a large group of super-level players rushed out of the jungle. The leader was a beautiful girl with an iron umbrella. She carried an orange dagger in her hand and her face was exquisite and snowy. The whole person was like life. The high elf in the primitive jungle, beautiful and noble, looked into the distance with a pair of beautiful eyebrows, she slightly angrily said: "Wang Zecheng, you are enough!"
That's right, it was Lin Wan'er who came. Behind her, Dong Chengyue also came with 200 elites from the Tomb of Heroes.
Wang Zecheng held the Touyue spear, looked at Lin Wan'er, and said in astonishment: "Wan'er, what's the matter?"
Lin Wan'er said angrily: "Immediately give up the attack on Zhanlong. The development route of our Hero Tomb has never been a leveling ground for others. You have violated the original intention of the guild development, let alone Zhanlong and our Hero Tomb are friends. Enemy, you can only put Wenjian into an unrighteous situation by doing this!"
"Waner..."
Wang Zecheng gritted his teeth and said: "It is thanks to the leader that I can count on me to give this first sub-league to me. How can Wang Zecheng and He De be the leader of this sub-league? This time, the leader gave me the order to bring everyone into the Eight Desolate City. The Demon Forest in the territory, and when I brought people here, Slashing Dragon blatantly launched an offensive. I was also forced to be helpless. I hope you can understand that I must fight, otherwise I don’t deserve to be the first division of the Heroes’ Mound. Leader..."
Lin Wan'er was so angry that her shoulders trembled, she immediately raised her red blade, and said loudly: "Everyone in the First Division of Heroes' Tomb will listen to me. The identity of the deputy leader of the league has ordered you to leave immediately!"
A group of players from the First Division of Heroes' Mound were stunned there, seeming to faintly want to quit the battle.
Who would have thought that Wang Zecheng would stab the Touyue spear to the ground suddenly, and shouted: "Who dares to retreat? Don't forget, I am the leader of the first division. What I am carrying out is the command to ask the sword, this heroic mound, what is it? Asking the sword has the final say, or Cangtong has the final say?! Attack me and destroy the dragon! What the Heroic Tomb needs is battle, not compromise, we will never be weak!"
After a word, the players of the first division immediately continued to fight, completely ignoring Lin Wan'er.
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"good very good… "
Lin Wan'er carried the red blade, her beautiful face was full of resentment, she raised her hand, and said, "Wang Zecheng, I can't attack the people in the first division of Heroes Tomb, but... But I can attack people who are not Heroes Tomb! Everyone! , Turn your head to the east, in front of you are the players of the Mass Grave Guild, kill me, don't keep one!"
Dong Chengyue chuckled: "I've been waiting for your words a long time ago. Everyone has started to clear the scene. To the people of the Mass Grave Guild, kill without mercy! Let them bully my Xiaoyao brother..."
Dongchengyue flew over almost the first time, the staff danced, and the earth trembles suddenly, and countless torch stones full of flames broke through the ground, forming a state of attack on players in a large area. It is her proud skill—Flame Burst stone!
"Damn..." A banner officer in a mass grave was furious, and rushed towards Dong Chengyue with a long knife, and said angrily: "This little lady actually killed our brother, put it on me, stripped off her beautiful clothes, and let her Brothers are so cool!"
"Scum..."
Dongcheng Yuexiu's eyebrows frowned, her five fingers spread out like green onions, and there was a sudden "pop" of electric current. The thunder fingers moved around in the crowd, and the damage numbers flew up—
"2761!"
"2473!"
"2249!"
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The 70% blood banner officer who was the first to bear the brunt was immediately killed, and several people behind him were also killed by the roar of ice and fire followed by Dong Chengyue. The offensive was completely crushed. Behind Dong Chengyue, the beautiful lady rushed with a dagger. Coming over, the graceful body was like a butterfly dance in the forest, and the scarlet blade "brushed" across the necks of the mass grave players, almost all killing them.
The 200 Heroic Mound Master League players also came to kill together, and it was almost cleared. In less than 3 minutes, there were not many people in the mass grave, and all the players of Slashing Dragon were resurrected.
Holding the blood-stained Qin Wangjian, I stepped forward to look at Lin Wan'er, and smiled: "Wan'er, thank you, I love you to death..."
Lin Wan'er lowered her head and smirked, her face flushed, and she couldn't speak with joy.
Dong Chengyue said helplessly: "Xiaoyao, thank you, let the people of Zhanlongying attack the main force led by Wang Zecheng, the people of Zhonglie camp are about to die, it's really desolate..."
Lin Wan'er raised her head, a pair of star eyes were full of charming light, and she smiled slightly: "Well, the mass grave is handed over to me and Dongcheng. In a while, I will bring a group of hundred people to help you and cut the first point for you. The offensive of the League!"
"Well, I'm going!"
"good!"
Holding the King Qin sword, I looked at the distance and said loudly: "Go, reinforce Camp Zhonglie, all the hanging pot doctors are ready to pick up the dead CD, and pull up all the brothers in Camp Zhonglie!"
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On the open ground of the jungle, the green grass has almost been stained with blood. Li Mu, Wang Jian, Bai Qi and a group of people are still fighting in blood. The Zhonglie camp has changed from 400 to less than 40 people, struggling to support it, and greet the opponent's long-range attack. Slash and kill with the heavy armor behind me, and behind me is the full force of the Dragon Slashing Battalion, the sword pointed at it, and shouted: "Qing Qian will take a group of people to kill their heavy armor, and the rest will come with me and attack. Their remote team!"
"sand… "
Entering the grass, I immediately became invisible. The flame god tiger followed me closely. One person and one pet led nearly 200 players from the Dragon Slashing Camp to Wang Zecheng’s position. All of them were remote or auxiliary, except for the front row. Approximately 50 knights and ascetics built a defensive line for protection.
"kill!"
Wang Zecheng pointed me in the direction and said loudly: "Xiaoyao Ziyi has brought the main force here. Everyone shifts the direction of fire and kills those who Xiaoya Ziyi has brought. Don't forcefully kill Xiaoyao Zi. Let him kill. We kill all his people. , See what he can do alone!"
My heart sank. Wang Zecheng had obviously studied my battle video before attacking Zhanlong. Knowing that I had a red dragon bodyguard, it was not so easy to be killed by the fire, so he chose to kill and be more likely to be killed. Ran Min, Dongcheng Lei and others.
Then... let them pay the price!
The blade of grass shook and rushed directly to their front line. I suddenly rushed out, my body sank slightly and the sword blade rushed in. With a "click", the bodies of the two knights along the way trembled, and they were both fatally hit. One of them is the superior attack!
"4478!"
"7142!"
The two of them fell to the ground in an instant, and I came to the front of a group of archers and wizards. Qin Wang's sword was raised to the ground, and the seven-star broken Yuezhan was smashed, and the tigers roared behind him, and the flames of the gods changed. It’s big, the fire rushes into the crowd, the flames of four claws burns the opponent, and when I raise my head, it’s a fierce roar. Suddenly, a vacuum zone has been formed in front of me. Nearly 50 players in the first division of the hero’s mound are just there. Then all became corpses!
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"sky… "
In the crowd, a beautiful assassin opened his mouth wide, and was shocked: "Li Xiaoyao's current attack strength, is this still not a human?"
I take one with one hand, the prehistoric world!
"Fuck!"
The beautiful assassin fell to the ground, and the few archers behind him were also affected by the splash effect of the prehistoric world and turned into residual blood. There was only one reason why I wanted to kill her-she was Yan Suo Feng Yue.