After hacking and killing hundreds of players from Jiuli City on the chaotic battlefield, 1,500 people went straight to the main position, only to find that there were almost everywhere players from Jiuli City. There were very few people left in the Eight Desolate City, and most of them had been evacuated. The top ten guilds also have some strength in their edge. Jian Fenghan is not stupid with the ball, goodbye is also a tear, and the North Pole and others withdrew to the wall, still stubbornly resisting.
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In the distance, the killings are everywhere. Players in Jiuli City are cooperating with the Celestial Corps and the Fire Plow Corps to culminate several large groups of the Eight Desolate City, especially the Mythical Guild, which has almost completely become the leader of the war. This is Fang Geque. Since the beginning of the city war, he kept a low profile and kept his strength, let the guilds such as the trial and the famous family rush to kill, and saved the complete organization. Now the players in the two cities are already withered. The myth is 1W people. Invincible existence.
"Look over there!"
From a distance, a mythical banner officer raised his spear and pointed it directly at us. He laughed and said: "The three guilds of Slashing the Dragon, Soldiers Approaching the City, and Scarlet Pact are still alive, and they are still at ease. Grandma’s, let’s kill. , Slaughter Xiaoyao Ziyou, Yue Qingqian, Admiral Li Mu, and Misty Yunyan, and this war is over!"
Li Mujian furrowed his eyebrows and raised his sword: "Fuck, NM is so arrogant. He actually treats us like fish on the chopping board. I can't bear it!"
Misty Yunyan hugged his arms and chest, the Weeping Blood Sword was floating beside his shoulder, and said lightly: "Indeed, we only have 1,500 people, and a legion of mythology can destroy us. Now and then, we can no longer It's hard work."
The cold stele rubbed his nose: "Why didn't I report my name when I reported my name? Is my dignified Scarlet Contract Leader's sense of existence so bad? No reason..."
Whose Lan Yan chuckled: "Do you want to be humiliated again?"
Ran Min laughed, "I will satisfy you, Xiao Songsong..."
As he said, Ran Min slid his battle axe in the deserted sand, covered his mouth with his hands, and shouted into the distance: "Hey, the banner officer named'Little Sven' from the mythology, the leader of the Scarlet Contract chants your daughter. My friend called-the bed-the sound is very nice!"
Suddenly, the little Sven was extremely annoyed, holding an iron gun and furiously said: "The peat cold stele, wait and see, I must bloodbath your bloody contract, and take back whoever the blue face and the red face Weiyang are. Mrs. Zhai, who’s the blue girl waits during the day, and the red girl waits at night, you fucking wait and see for me..."
The cold stele chants the sword: "Fuck the peat, there is a kind to fight!"
Whose Lan Yan helped his forehead: "How do I feel like lying down with a gun? Can you not take me with you when you scold me? I... I decided not to speak anymore..."
In the distance, Xiao Swen waved his spear and rushed over with a team of about 1,000 people from Mythology.
"Nonsence… "
I shivered: "Really attracted me, old K, you second guy!"
"It's terrific to chop them off!" Ran Min smiled with his tomahawk.
I was speechless: "Little Sven can summon more than 5000 regiments at any time. We only have this number of people. The average single combat power may be inferior to them. What can I use to resist them? Take JJ..."
Yue Qingqian blushed: "Brother Xiaoyao! Don't speak foul language..."
I pursed my lips: "Well, what are we going to do to resist Xiao Sven's team, do you take Tintin?"
Yue Qingqian said with a black line: "It's really enough..."
Matcha MM chuckled: "Boss, we are only 200 yards away from the position of the first army of the Eight Desolate City-the Wild Dragon Legion. It is better to withdraw to the position of the Wild Dragon Legion, so that Xiao Swen will be jealous, and we can Take advantage of the last chance to kill some NPCs to let everyone earn more city battle points. Even if they lose, they won't lose too much, and they can wait for the right opportunity to continue attacking Mythology, what do you think?"
I took it seriously and nodded: "Brothers go, we withdraw to the position of the Wild Dragon Legion and help them kill the tribe of the Sky Legion!"
"good!"
1,500 people advancing mightily, and then we built a position next to the Wild Dragon Legion. Ran Min, Li Mu, Hanbei Song, Misty Yunyan and others stood on the edge of the position to guard, Yue Qingqian, Song Han, etc. People command the attack from the main position and kill the 80-level Swift Shadow NPC. This experience value and points are still very rich.
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Sure enough, after the dragon was cut, the soldiers approached the city, and the Scarlet Contract moved the position, Xiao Swen immediately raised his spear and shouted at a group of brothers: "Okay, stop the attack, they are going to seek the blessing of the NPC, we don't need to offend the Bahuang City. The high-level NPCs, Luohai, Zixing, and Angela are all strong and desperate bosses. Don't fight soldiers if you don't have to!"
"Yes, boss wise!"
A group of people left violently, and this time the crisis of Slashing the Dragon was relieved.
Put away the cold iron sword, it still has 57% durability, which saves some use. Using the Qin King Sword to chop the NPC in front of it, the Qin King Sword's durability will not wear out. This advantage is very obvious in the long-term war of attrition. Li Mu, Wang Jian, and others would prepare another long sword as a backup when conducting such a large-scale battle. Even if the attack power is almost impossible, there will be no weapons, and I have no such worries.
In the distance, the main battlefield of Mythology, Lu Chunyang and Xuanyuanfeng commanded everyone to switch between offense and defense to minimize losses. Fang Geque stood proudly behind the crowd with a fan of flames. He looked at us, together. The sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the kilometer battlefield, and I could feel his sharpness. Fang Geque wanted to kill me, not the ordinary one!
Li Mu seemed to be aware of it. He slashed out and smiled: "Leader, you are absolutely pierced in Fang Geque's eyes. Mythology has killed so many people in battle. I am afraid that we have killed the most by Dragon Slayer, Fang Geque. It must be very urgent to want to kill our hearts, otherwise he would not acquiesce in Xiao Swen's lead to kill us."
I slashed with my sword, and said lightly: "Well, the stronger the hatred, the better, so maybe we still have a chance to take advantage of this strong hatred."
"Well, continue to kill, there is no way!"
"Ok!"
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In a blink of an eye, it was late at night, and we continued to fight online for 11 hours. At 11 o'clock in the night, on the city battle interface, the scoreboard has changed a lot again, and the points of many super masters who have been killed have also naturally dropped. Go down—
1. Fang Geque [Points 3941770]
2. Free and easy [Points 3932790]
3. Jian Fenghan [Points 3112830]
4. Mu Xuan [Points 2991770]
5. Ye Lai【Points 2542710】
6. Admiral Li Mu [Points 2273980]
7, Yue Qingqian【Points 2217440】
8. Hero Ran Min [Points 2138900]
9. Baili Ruofeng【Points 1892650】
10. Simple and simple [Integral 1823710]
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Ye Lai, Baili Ruofeng, and simply because they were killed in battle, their points fell all the way, while Jian Fenghan and Mu Xuan's points climbed all the way in the fierce battle. In addition, the dragon-slashing Li Mu, Yue Qingqian, and Ran Min We also advanced to the top ten. We killed too many players. It is normal for these main players to be in the top ten. Yue Qingqian also surpassed Ran Min in his points after successively killing some top players. Killing the opponent can get 10% of the opponent's points, which creates a lot of high points.
Matcha was also looking at the standings. Meimu blinked and smiled: "The boss and Fang Geque are only a tiny gap. This also means that if the boss kills Fang Geque, you are the MVP of this city battle, and vice versa. Likewise, if Fang Geque can kill you, he will also be able to secure the first place in the city battle. I think this is the reason why Fang Geque needs to kill the boss urgently, right?"
I smiled and said, "Well, I know too, but it's so difficult to kill Fang Geque. What's more, we are completely disadvantaged and we are about to be crushed. Why do we rely on killing Fang Geque?"
Yue Qingqian asked, "Brother Xiaoyao, it's 11 o'clock in the evening, and everyone is very tired. What should I do? Do you want to go offline and take a rest?"
I looked at everyone: "What do you think? Now, can we go offline?"
Song Han shook his head: "No need, it's the last fight!"
Wang Jian also nodded: "Well, Brother Xiaoyao, don't worry, we can hold on. The last 12 hours, every minute is very precious, I also plan to finish the city battle at least by points to change to level 3, haha..."
"Well, then go ahead!"
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Behind him, a series of siege equipment has been delivered. There are about 20 projection vehicles from the Bahuang City. They are erected in the creaking sound, and the next moment the machine screams, with scorching flames. The torch stone flew out, and "bang bang bang" fell into the crowd of the Sky Corps and the Fire Plow Corps, screaming endlessly.
Lord Luo Lei, the Lord of the Eight Desolate City, had a stern look and shouted with his sword: "Continue the oppressive attack and destroy me the two legions of Jiuli City. The final victory must belong to our Eight Desolate City!"
Unfortunately, before the words were over, a figure with thunder light rose from the ground. It was Lin Qiong, the youngest sword sage. The wind thunder sword danced in his hand, and the sword energy fell on the crowd in the Eight Desolate City. The car smashed, Lin Qiong laughed, a rising and falling like a kingfisher flying across the water, but there was a deputy commander's head in his hand, blood dripping in the sky, Lin Qiong smiled proudly. "Old dog Luo Lei, you haven’t figured out the situation yet? The Eight Desolate City is over. This Zifeng Fortress belongs to our Jiuli City. If you know you, take your people back to the Eight Desolation City and be your east side. King, old fellow, this is no longer your age!"
"Damn it!"
In the Eight Desolate City, a warlord holding a battle axe suddenly jumped up. It was the commander-in-chief of the fierce tiger legion Lokelin. The battle axe haunted the tiger's head star and made a bold blow!
"Keng!"
Sparks splashed, Lin Qiong stepped back, but with a different smile on the corner of his mouth: "Loklin, the legend that belongs to you is over..."
"what?"
Locklin's eyes were cold, but he turned his head suddenly. Behind him, a blood-red figure was gradually condensing. It was the ability to penetrate space, and the flames soared. A young war commander opened his five fingers, and his palm burst into flames!
"Boom!"
Zhang Jin pierced Rocklin's armor, melted the steel battle armor, and burned his chest to pitch black. Without the protection of the bodyguard, I am afraid that he would have died in battle.
"You... Fire Plow!" Locklin's voice was full of fear.
Behind him, Lin Qiong held the sword with both hands and laughed loudly: "Get out of hell and report!"
The blade fell, cut into Locklin's shoulder armor, and blasted him directly to the ground!
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"Boom!"
The commander-in-chief of the dignified tiger legion had been defeated in just one round.