"Keng Keng Keng!"
The tomahawks of the three Mythical Guild’s 70-level berserkers almost all fell on my sword. King Qin’s sword was shaken and almost flew away. My energy and blood were close to bottoming out, and the whole person fell off and followed. The deserted sand slid far away, and a group of mythical people immediately had a strong killing intent in their eyes: "Xiaoyao is about to kneel at ease, kill him, and this person can no longer continue to live!"
Behind me, the cold wind shivered, my back shoulders were supported by a pair of warm hands, Liushuang said softly: "Thanks for your hard work, leave the next things to me..."
As he said, Liu Shuang leaped forward and gently landed in the deserted sand full of blood, opened his left hand, five fingers were white, trembling slightly, ice flowers lingering and flying between the fingers, the next moment, she lightly Give a shout: "Bingji!"
There are countless snowflakes floating in the air. These frosts can cause certain damage to the player. In addition, countless cones of ice burst out from the ground continuously, which is not very lethal, but the people who kill the myth are enough. In an instant, at least nearly a hundred people were killed. Frost kills with one move.
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"It's not good, this NPC chick is so greasy and has big breasts!"
Xiao Swen, the legendary officer holding a spear, said: "Brothers, retreat, this NPC still has the power to fight again, we can't defeat them from here, otherwise our people must all die!"
A group of mythological players faded away like a tide, and the people led by Fang Geque killed many NPCs. They were shot and killed by the archer team of the Eight Desolate City. They could only leave in shock. Fang Geque underestimated it With the counterattack power of the NPC in the Eight Desolate City, the plan to culminate with one blow could only be stranded.
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"Quack..."
The deputy leader of Bing Lin City, Broken Sword and Rebirth, Qing Sword stood in the ruins, looking at the corpses in a place, distressed beyond words, said: "It will be hit this way, even the Yunyan leader has been killed, Myth Guild It's too bad!"
I clenched my fist and said to the Snow Territory Qianyang behind me: "Tang Xue, count, how many people are left in Slashing the Dragon, right?"
Snow Territory Thousand Suns twitched his nose and said, "Don't count, there are 37 people, including me, me and Qing Qian... In this battle, almost all of our main forces have been lost..."
Yue Qingqian held the dagger and said: "Brother Xiaoyao, we are going to lose in this city battle..."
I looked at the Mythology Guild in the distance, shook my head and said: "Not necessarily, don't give up easily. Let's wait, maybe there are other opportunities..."
"But... But..."
Yue Qing had red eyes, and said, "In the Eight Desolate City, many people from the guilds have gone directly off the assembly line. They gave up this city battle and felt that they would never have a chance to win again..."
I sighed: "Anyway, everyone in Zhanlong must fight with me to the last minute!"
"Ok!"
Yue Qingqian and Xueyu Qianyang nodded together.
The deputy leader of the Scarlet Pact, the sheltering guest came over: "Leader of Xiaoyao, now there are only about 500 people left in our three guilds. Let you command the fate of our 500 people in this city battle. , It’s up to you."
I nodded: "I see, now stand still, we wait for the right opportunity!"
"Ok!"
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In the air, the fire plow is carrying flames with both arms, and is killing several war eagle knights flying in the air. These war eagles are trained since childhood. They are large enough to carry a warrior with a full body armor, and they fly very fast, forming Its air attack power is also extremely high, almost every warhawk knight is piled up with gold coins, which is very expensive.
It is a pity that in the face of the inferior power of the fire plough, the war eagle knight looked extremely insignificant, and was torn to pieces almost instantly, burned by the flames, the feathers of the war eagle instantly turned to ashes, fell in a flash, and screamed again and again.
"It can't go on like this..." Luo Lei gritted his teeth: "If we continue to fight, we may really be killed by Huo Li alone, what should we do?"
Luo Linqing Jian said: "Father, there may be one last way to check and balance the fire plow."
"What way?" Luo Lei's eyes lit up.
Luo Lin looked into the air and said: "In the deep underground of the Cold and Wild Dragon City, I unearthed some secret skills, even some ancient martial arts, which recorded a combination of the power of many people, at the cost of life. The martial arts in exchange for super strong offensive power is called the'concentric tactic'. Almost all Dragon City warriors have practiced. Perhaps they can use this technique to destroy the fire plow spirit!"
Liushuang was surprised: "But my lord, the Tongxin Jue has never been used, and... this is at the cost of life!"
Luo Lin smiled slightly and stepped forward to pat Liushuang’s shoulder: "Don’t worry, I know that girls will worry about their faces being portrayed by time. Therefore, I will initiate the Tongxin Art. I will lead Dragon City’s 100 The famous warlords launched the Tongxin Jue together, Liushuang, you regain your strength, once the Tongxin Jue is over, 100 warlords and I will become useless in a short time. Next, the Bahuang City will depend on you to protect..."
Liushuang gritted her silver teeth: "No, my lord, I want to launch the Concentric Jue with you. You also know that you need my strength!"
Luo Lin shook his head: "No, I need you to live, listen to my orders, this is the order of the King of Dragon City!"
Liushuang felt unbearable, biting her red lips: "Yes... Subordinates obey..."
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Luo Lin stepped forward, holding the sword, and shouted in a low voice: "Where are the generals of Dragon City?"
Behind them, a group of Dragon City warriors stepped out. Everyone muttered their formulas silently. Bloody vortexes lingered around him, and gradually gathered towards Luo Lin. It seemed that this was indeed a kind of spell that was similar to the concentration of power, bringing everyone's power. Gathering on Luo Lin to gain a stronger explosive power, of course, at the cost of life, this is really scary.
In less than ten minutes, the 100 Dragon City warlords behind Luo Lin seemed to have been drained of their life energy. They slumped and stepped back and fell to the ground. A group of soldiers in the Eight Desolate City hurried to support, while Luo Lin was completely bloody. The light became rejuvenated, and the previous injuries were almost completely healed. The sword in his hand trembled slightly. Looking at the firepower in the air, the corners of his mouth raised: "Come on, our second battle!"
"Boom!"
The air current swirled in place, and Luo Lin had already soared into the sky. With a horizontal sword, he blasted a sharp blow to the fire plow. The fire plow had already sensed the change in energy, raised his arms to block, and golden flames formed. Armor, it is his shield of power of the second god.
"boom!"
A shock wave formed in the air, and the violent wind swept the earth. Under a sword, Huo Plow's arm was cut to blood and blood, and the power of the second god was broken!
"Damn it!"
Huo Plow backed a few steps, suddenly raising his palm was a dragon claw attack!
Luo Lin swung his sword away, bent forward, and kicked his boots from the bottom up. With a "bang", Huo Plow's chin was almost kicked off. The blood was splashing and it was terrible. Luo Lin took advantage of the situation with another sword!
"Crack!"
Huo Plow's left arm was cut all the way, blood was flowing, but what was surprising was that the muscles of the incision were squirming crazily, and a new arm was reborn with a single "brush"!
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"Oh?"
Luo Lin was surprised and sneered: "You actually have such a strong vitality, but Huo Plow, your strength is constantly declining, but my strength is constantly improving!"
Huo Plow smiled miserably, but didn't speak. He clenched his fists and quickly increased his strength. The power of the second god penetrated the whole body, quickly condensing a new layer of second god shield, the whole body was wrapped in flame armor, and he laughed wildly. "Come on, son of Luo Lei, let me see how capable you, the King of Dragon City, are, come on, fight with me!"
Luo Lin's face was cold, and he pierced Huo Plow’s abdomen with a heavy sword. He raised his foot and kicked again. He followed closely with his fists | It was blood, and Luo Lin was beaten so hard to fight back.
Above the earth, almost everyone is looking up at this war that is almost equal to between gods.
"Gudong..."
I swallowed: "It seems that Luo Lin looks like he is going to win..."
Flowing cream bit her silver teeth: "No..."
"What's the matter?" I looked at her.
Liushuang’s face was full of worry: “Although King Luolin’s power is very strong, it’s not his own. These powers will be greatly depleted and will soon return to his original strength, but Huo Li relies on the second god. The strength condenses the armor to act as a meat shield and constantly consumes King Luolin's strength. In this way, King Luolin who is really at a loss... Must kill the fire plow in a short time, otherwise King Luolin will be in a dire situation!"
With that said, Liu Shuang was anxious, lowered his head and looked around, suddenly a hand, a longbow among the ruins flew into Liu Shuang's hand through the air, it was the weapon left after the death of the purple star legion commander Zi Xing!
"Om!"
Liushuang opened the longbow, and his power condensed into an arrow, suddenly bursting out of the sky!
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"Boom!"
An arrow was shot on the back of Huo Plow, but it had little effect. On the contrary, the flow frost lost a lot of strength, and his face became paler.
"Don't force it..." I said.
Liushuang bit her red lips: "I... I'm really useless, I can't help him at this time, I... I'm so useless..."
Me: "Don't worry, maybe it's not as bad as you think..."
"Ok."
At this moment, a Dragon City warlord next to me glanced at me and said angrily: "Boy, besides comforting Master Liushuang, what else can you do for you? Shut up, there is no place for you to speak!"
I looked at him, Dragoon Deputy Captain Zach, who is in the same position as Su Ke, seems to be a close friend of Rollin.
"Zach, you shut up!"
There was a chill in Liushuang's beautiful eyes: "In the entire Cold and Wild Dragon City, whoever dares to touch him, I must die without a place to bury him!"
Zach's face shrank, and he didn't say anything.
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In the air, the battle was fierce, and the situation suddenly changed sharply. Huo Li raised his arm and suddenly grabbed Luo Lin's long sword, pressing his elbow down!
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, Luo Lin went straight from the upper wind to the lower wind, crashing to the ground, falling into a pool of blood, his body convulsed, and almost lost all his power. The King of Dragon City, under the power of the second god, was so dismal. Point.
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Huo Li laughed wildly, peeling off the skin on his body, and shouted angrily: "I want to kill all of you, I must kill all of you!"
The head became more and more ferocious. Then, the body of the fire plough expanded rapidly, and the skin with scales broke through the original human skin. The flames in the air skyrocketed. When the flames dissipated, it was a giant fire-breathing dragon. Spreading wings in the air.
"what… "
Liushuang retreated several steps, with a painful expression on his face: "Huo Li... he is actually a magic dragon, my God, we have been fighting a sacred dragon..."