Zhan Long

Chapter 92: Happy things in life

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As soon as the flying dragon appeared in the sky, everyone’s heart was cold. The flying dragon was in the sky. And this person is the leader of the Longxiang Guild. Looking at the world pattern of the Bahuang City, it is basically the three big guilds of Prague, Fengmang, and Longxiang fighting for the crown, and then dominating the Fengyun and other small and medium-sized guilds.

No one thought that Longxiang Guild didn't care about the rules of the field. Feilong brought 100+ people in the sky to snatch our last BOSS.

"Hold!"

Admiral Li Mu's face was as gray as death, and he shouted angrily: "We... We and the Xiaoyao brothers have been desperately living to the present, shouldn't we... Do we have to do this?!"

Admiral Lian Po drew his long bow to attack the corpse Kui, while his eyes were cold, and said: "Li Mu, keep your IQ, you are our boss. Let’s negotiate with Long Xiang in the past and delay for a while. Let us go away. Try to get rid of the remaining 6% qi and blood of the corpse Kui as quickly as possible. This will take about 3 minutes. As long as 3 minutes, we will not fail!"

Li Mu nodded and rushed down the hill with his sword. One person and one sword came to the front of a large group of people in Longxiang Guild. He carried the sword on his shoulder and smiled slightly: "Friends of Longxiang, what are you going to do?"

In the Longxiang Guild, a berserker broke out of the formation, carrying a battle axe, and floating above his head the golden emblem of the seventh person in the Eight Desolate City Ranking List. It was the fierce tiger. He smiled at Li Mu: "Li Mu, we are Entrusted by friends, their BOSS can't be killed halfway through, so let's clean up the mess. Please let go, don't make it difficult for Guild Longxiang."

Li Mu frowned, "What friend? I ask you to clean up the mess?"

Feilong carried the staff in the sky and whispered: "We were invited by the Overlord of Western Chu to kill the boss. Now you have taken the boss that belonged to us. There is nothing to say. Get out of it immediately, otherwise you will be at your own risk."

He glanced at the BOSS's blood bar, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger.

Admiral Bai Qi carried his tomahawk from a distance and shouted loudly: "Fart, this is nothing to clean up the mess. The BOSS is ours from 100% blood to the present. Are you Long Xiang clearly trying to grab the BOSS? As China Long Xiang, one of the top ten guilds, actually wants to do this kind of unsuccessful thing? I yeah!"

The flying dragon stomped the ground with a single foot in the sky, and suddenly a golden spirit gathering shield gathered around her body, protecting it from any damage for a certain period of time. The second rank proud skill of a level 40 spiritualist, a wizard with a gathering spirit shield is simply An immortal existence, it is said that in the morning, a level 40 warrior killed a level 40 spiritualist, only 14 attacks before breaking open the opponent's level 4 spirit gathering shield, its toughness can be imagined.

The staff was raised, and the colors surged with a "brush"!

"Boom!"

The roaring light of ice and fire appeared under Li Mu's feet. The whole person was shaken back for a few steps, and his blood dropped by 900+ points. This is the strength of a top spiritualist, and fighter players can compete with it, basically 2-3 times. The attack can be killed. Once a level 40 spiritist of the same level possesses a spirit gathering shield, it is simply the nemesis of the heavy armor system!

"Hold… "

Li Mu trembled back several steps in a row, and there was a little frost on his boots. It was the slowing effect of the roar of ice and fire. Li Mu ranked third in the Eight Desolate City, and the flying dragon ranked fourth in the sky, but the difference in strength was not the same. Not too big.

With endless anger in his eyes, Li Mu drank a blood bottle, gritted his teeth and said: "What a Longxiang Guild, it is really so shameless, bah, so shameless!"

Feilong's eyes were cold in the sky: "What are you waiting for, come on, kill all players in this fierce ghost gorge except Longxiang Guild, this Zilin-rank BOSS belongs to us!"

"Keng!"

Li Mu drew the epee, crossed his chest, raised his head, and said with a haughty breath: "Come on, even if I hang up, I must let you guys know that the game is a game, but People's hearts remain unchanged. Those who bully the weak will never be the strong, but a group of scum who bullies the weak. The one I, Li Mu, looks down on most in his life is you!"

On the hillside, Admiral Wang Jianqing jumped down and shouted in a low voice: "Bai Qi, come with me, let's help the boss! This is handed over to Xiaoyao and Lianpo!"

I hit one of the boss's foreheads with a sword, and the smelly blood splashed, and said: "Be careful, try not to fail, the current level is too difficult to get up!"

Wang Jian held the long sword and laughed: "It's easy to be a friend of you. It's a pleasure in life. It's a pity that you can't come and fight with us!"

"Bang" a burst of anger waved under my feet, Yiqi Dangqian bombarded the abdomen of the BOSS, I laughed loudly: "Don't worry, you are dead, I can't live, Longxiang Guild is not so kind, but, Before I die, I will try to kill as many scumbags as possible!"

"good!"

"Kill Li Mu first!" The flying dragon danced with the staff in the sky, and the torn strike skills broke out at Li Mu's feet. The series of damage numbers were very staggering. In a blink of an eye, Li Mu became the third person on this day's list. !

"brush!"

"+600!"

An hired pot hanger, MM, gave Li Mu a treatment from a distance, so that he could be blocked.

The admiral Bai Qi picked up the battle axe and roared, the battle axe cut into the shoulder of an ascetic monk abruptly, his body rotated, and a continuous attack of level 5 rapid fire flame + fire axe broke out. The ascetic monk snorted and was unexpectedly caught. | Killed, there is no way, the explosive power of the barbarian berserker is really too powerful, ordinary attacks can chop him 800+ blood, plus the flame of rapid fire, directly thousands of damage!

Feilong's eyes were cold in the sky: "Fierce Tiger, click to kill Admiral Bai Qi!"

On the side, the Liehu rushed out, a collision and Admiral Bai Qi shook together, and the two of them retreated a few steps with a "bang". In the process of retreating, a cone of ice blasted Bai Qi's. In front of the chest, it slowed down greatly, and brought out 774 points of damage. The spiritual grasp of the flying dragon in the sky is really too accurate, and it can be locked in this way!

"die!"

The fierce tiger carried the battle axe to kill, and a swift flame floated by!

"Crack!"

"874!"

Bai Qi's defense was too poor, and his attack skills such as the Swift Fire Flame were cooling, and he knelt to the ground with a muffled hum and became the blood of our camp! (First blood, originated from dota, and then widely used as the first person killed in a battle)

As soon as Bai Qi was hung up, Wang Jian had already rushed out and shouted in a low voice: "Boss!"

The sword is walking close to the ground!

"Keng!"

Wang Jian’s attack caused Liehu’s body to sink, and the battle axe deviated from its original trajectory. Before he could stand firmly, Wang Jian turned over and made a sudden impact. The swordsman’s strength was not inferior to that of the opponent, and the fierce tiger staggered outwards. When he fell, he was anxious and shouted: "They are going to set fire to kill me, the one who hangs the pot, milk me!"

A lot of pot hanging people came from Longxiang Guild, and while Liehu was in the air, healing numbers floated all over his body.

"brush!"

The silhouette passed by, and a wave of light pushed away the surrounding grass. Admiral Li Muqing used the heavy sword to activate the B-level combo skill-Wu'an Xuanwei!

"Boom boom boom..."

In the successive attacks, Liehu's vitality and blood continued to decrease, and it flew up in the sky after being hit by Li Mu. At the same time as the lethal turning sword fell, Wang Jian's sword also floated with a golden six-pointed star, "brushing" the four swords. , The cooperation with Li Mu was simply impeccable, instantly disintegrating the opponent's intermittent healing mode, and beheading the fierce tiger!

"Hold… "

The flying dragon snorted in the sky. Seeing that the tiger was killed by the opponent's combination attack, but could not do anything. He could only wave his staff. The roar of ice and fire appeared at the feet of Admiral Wang Jian. Then, 7 musketeers in the air were holding their muskets at the same time. , A round of "bang bang bang" volley!

"311!"

"287!"

"302!"

A series of dense damage figures flew up, and Wang Jian fell to the ground. The armor on his chest was full of dense bullet holes, and he was killed by the opponent's volley!

Li Mu felt a pain again. He lifted his sword and went away. The blade swept across the neck of a musketeer, and with a blow to the pet, he killed it directly. Without stopping, he rushed to the other with 40% of the remaining blood. The psychic, as soon as the blade was sent, a "pouch" penetrated the opponent's chest, killing one again.

"die!"

The flying dragon gave a low cry in the sky, and the torch shot down. Li Mu snorted, knelt to the ground, hung up, and exploded an armored leggings.

"Kill over and take the BOSS!"

Feilong gave an order from the sky, and dozens of people who had entered the canyon first rushed over.

Admiral Lian Po gritted his teeth: "These people are really mean, do they really care about what others think of Long Xiang?"

I slammed the corpse Kui's abdomen and whispered: "They only know that the winner is the king and the loser is Kou. It doesn't depend on what others think of them. The BOSS still has 2% blood. Hold on and do your best!"

Admiral Lianpo whispered: "I can't stand it anymore, I'll go and delay it, I'll leave it to you, Xiaoyao!"

As he said, an old archer rushed out, moved forward against the mountain, pulled up his longbow, and "snapped" continuously attacked with the triple arrow of the two-revolution skill, and dropped a few remotes on the edge of the opponent in a blink of an eye. The player, Lian Po's position is very delicate, the smoke is flying around behind him, and the opponent's musketeer can hardly lock him.

"Damn..." Flying Dragon narrowed his eyes in the sky and raised his staff: "Set the fire!"

"Swipe" a cone of ice flew up, "snap" on Lian Po's shoulder, several swordsmen rushed over, the blades danced wildly, the veteran Lian Po was just an archer, how could he withstand such close combat, sobbing As soon as he fell to the ground, the four-member group of the Admiral's family had all been killed.

"Snapped!"

In the midst of slashing flesh and blood, I looked up at the blood of the boss, there was the last 1%...

"what… "

After two consecutive screams, more than a dozen swordsmen and berserkers from Long Xiang rushed up the mountain and began to hack and kill our hanging pots and psychics. How could the remote professions withstand such a toss, and died in a blink of an eye!

"BOSS is out of blood! Give priority to killing the BOSS, first focus on fire and get free!" Feilong roared loudly in the sky, and at the same time the staff raised, and the roar of ice and fire broke out between me and the corpse leader!

"874!"

The whole body trembles, it hurts, the attack power of the top spiritualist is terrible!

Without any hesitation, I commanded the little pacifier to launch an attack. At the same time, the waves under my feet were surging.