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Chapter 212: Rift

Hey, this is the thinking of ordinary people. If you also aim for the top, you must have the determination to turn the impossible into possible.

Qian Shang thought about this sentence over and over again, as well as the back of Yong Lie who left these words behind. Rock Trigger is so handsome, he deserves to be a master! But what about him? He only has the strength to escape from the monster's mouth, but he has no strength to escape from the monster's mouth.

The courage to risk one's life to achieve an attack, even if this is an online game where one cannot really die.

Rock Trigger's approach is undoubtedly stupid and reckless, but that's why he is a true hero. Even if he gives up all advantages, he must choose the most exciting extreme action. This is what Rock Trigger is pursuing!

At this moment, Qiangang, who followed the example of a great god, was running and shooting arrows, heading straight into the June sunshine. He didn't think much about other things. What move could be more handsome than taking the head of the King of the Undead?

Not long after, another player hurriedly got off the line of fire, came to this secluded place, took out a "bandage" and bandaged his arm. The forest was filled with the air of death, and it would be very bad if the wound got infected.

After he finished bandaging, he felt something strange when he looked at the surrounding environment: the trees on both sides had a number of long dents several inches deep, which were not natural. It was like a long arrow had grazed the tree and scraped off a layer of bark.

. He has been a lone ranger for a long time, and he immediately recognized that an archer had cast a powerful attack skill. The aftermath of the skill left traces on the tree. But the main attack area of ​​the skill was so large, why didn't it appear on the tree?

Where are the scars left on the trees ahead?

He became interested, walked a few more steps, took a look through the "lighting" special effect attached to the equipment, and took a deep breath. Fifteen steps away, several trees were pierced, which showed how powerful the skill was. This was not

Was it caused by an arrow? Looking at the size of the hole, how could it be caused by a gladiator throwing a spear at close range? More importantly, this penetrating injury is just the aftermath! Someone took this move head-on, causing the skill's aftermath

Quite a few!

He calmed down his mentality and began to be cautious, checking the blood on the ground inch by inch. He had not yet reached the breaking point, and neither the attacking party nor the attacked party could handle it. The more he checked, the more he was amazed. The attacked party should be the winner.

He had completely devoured this skill, but he could still get up. How long must this health bar be...it was "Blood Claw"! Seeing the bright red claw marks, he understood everything.

Could the person who successfully plotted against "Blood Claw" also be in this forest?

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Interfered by Qian Shang who came out halfway, the team's offensive paused for a while, which made the elves' counterattack even more powerful. However, the blood elves were also jealous. They relied on their talent to control blood flow and saved the time of bandaging wounds.

For a while, they followed the undead to fight with each other desperately. The elves were mostly archers, so they did not fight head-on with these madmen. Instead, they played kite style together, like a file, wielding the sword very skillfully.

The edge suddenly fell away. Frankie was not around, so Death Incarnation (imitation) and a group of elites were responsible for biting the enemy and disrupting the opponent's rhythm from time to time.

This is a situation that neither side wants to see, and military researchers call it a "stalemate."

Whoosh whoosh!

As soon as the incarnation of Death (imitation) knocked down an enemy, it was covered with arrows. It can be seen that many people secretly noticed the moment when it was frozen. But how could such a small physical attack hurt it? It just shook.

The arrow fell swiftly, and the arrowhead was as bright as new, with neither blood nor meat scraps on it - this guy's body structure was something that even Brian didn't understand.

[Aura of Rebirth] The incarnation of death (imitation) has a recovery power comparable to that of a phoenix. This power can affect others. Undead creatures recover one soul value every second.

Under the black cloak is a dim black halo with twisted jagged edges. When rotating, the entire halo looks like an abstract ring of fire. Affected by the power of the halo, the soul fire of the undead creatures becomes more and more vigorous, making them appear full of energy.

These buffs are most useful in melee battles, allowing the undead side to accumulate advantages little by little.

Suddenly, a stray arrow shot towards the incarnation of the God of Death (imitation), as if he had not learned any lessons from the past! The gold-painted scythe drew a golden arc in the air, and struck the incoming arrow at the last moment!

[Wind Blade? Phoenix Dance]!

The flaming knives with bright flames erupted without any rules, like scissors, cutting the black cloak into tatters, and some black mist of unknown composition spread out from the breach. The incarnation of death (imitation) roared low

, and when it wanted to make another move, another arrow shot straight into the gap in its cloak under the cover of fire and smoke!

[Wind blade? Mayflies dancing wildly]!

The incarnation of Death (imitation) screamed, and golden holy light emitted from the inside of the cloak! A loud hymn sounded in the field, and the undead creatures who heard the song felt extremely uncomfortable. In the black smoke, shuttle-shaped golden lights emerged from the black smoke.

Emerging from the cloak, it is fleeting and reminds people of memories.

As soon as he saw this skill, Qingyi knew who it was and quickly shouted: "Don't be careless!"

He knows more about Qian Shang than anyone else. With his pure face, Qian Shang can easily get along with others, but contrary to his appearance, he is full of bad intentions inside. What tricks do he use in battle?

He has all the damaging moves, so he became famous among the players, earning the name "Wolf in Sheep's Clothing". More importantly, Qian Shang appeared, but what about Franji?

Qian Shang appeared with a fluff of flying blue feathers, and Qian Shang immediately became the center of attention. He still smiled childishly and innocently, with confident and shining eyes. He stretched out his bow and string, and a few blue feathers stuck to the arrow feathers.

Adding wind elements to the arrows. With so many people present, the only one he stared at was Qingyi.

"I'm here to be a hero!"

Normal attacks are coming one after another! Even if they are not skills, these arrows with wind elements are three minutes faster than ordinary arrows. They are as fast as [Serial Arrows], which is really incredible!

The black streamers swept left and right, narrowly sweeping away the arrows. Xue Duo let out a sigh of relief and was about to take credit, but he couldn't help but cursed: "Why did that fool rush over directly? Did he die?! Did he think he was a warrior?"

Seeing Qian Shang approaching quickly, Qing Yi was also a little confused. No, Qian Shang was best at kite style and never fought with others. How could he dare to attack the army head-on this time? Well... why did Qian Shang run away?

Didn't you shoot an arrow when you came here?

This question was quickly answered.

While Qian Shang was running, he pulled out a large handful of colorful high-end magic arrows from the quiver behind him, and put them all on the bow! The bow made a clanking sound, and the arrows flew out quickly!

[Open arrow? Peacock dances]!

Facing the colorful offensive, Grande stepped forward resolutely, transformed back into his original shape in the gray light, stepped on his foot, and a [Wall of Bones and Flesh] rose from the ground, completely blocking this ultimate move-level [Open Screen].

Arrow]. Qingyi almost broke out in a cold sweat behind him. He was not sure that he could catch all the arrows, and was about to use his life-saving skill [Black Blade Spin? Love Letter of Death].

Qian Shang said "Oh" regretfully, and then rolled to the side. This rolling posture was ugly but very practical, but a piece of flesh was still grabbed from his waist. He jumped away quickly, as if this injury was not enough to hurt him.

actions constitute a nuisance.

"The duel is not over yet, so don't leave in a hurry." Frankie said coldly as he chewed Qian Shang's flesh and blood. His left eye was blind, and there were blood scabs on his body, looking as miserable as ever.

The green figure and the red figure continued to fight, and the two sides moved at a dizzying pace. Despite this, the black figure with the scythe still stubbornly followed behind, trying to break into the battle group.

"Xiao, Xiaobai... I, I, I must be awesome!" Grande turned around and eagerly took credit.

"Um."

Qingyi's eyes blurred as he was thrown to the ground by a huge force. The thick bloody breath sprayed on his face. If he was not an undead spirit, he would definitely suffocate. When he came back to his senses, he saw a bloody mouth close to him.

Close at hand, saliva mixed with blood hangs down.

A bloody mouth flashed before his eyes, ready to swallow him completely.

childhood--

At the open-air banquet, walking around by yourself——

The dog suddenly went crazy and pounced on himself who was helpless——

Crying loudly——

Taking up the stick in tears -

All the dogs were beaten to death——

There are countless scars on my body, but I am never tired of it——

Qingyi shouted: "Get away!" The black streamers erupted from under him like a volcanic eruption, lifting the thing seven to eight meters high! All the streamers were then twisted into a pitch-black pointed spear pointing straight upward, with its tip

Although there is no glory, as long as the thing falls, the thing will be disemboweled in the free fall!

锃, a gold-painted long-handled sickle was cut flat and horizontally. The blade was just half a centimeter away from the top of the spear. It was the incarnation of the god of death (imitation) that suddenly turned back. The thing that was thrown away by Xue Duo adjusted its posture and landed steadily on the knife.

The small space in front of him was Frankie. Suddenly there was a heavy weight on the sickle, but the blade only sank slightly.

When Qingyi got up, Franji also landed. It lowered its head and said in a frightened voice: "Master, I have offended you, and I will never give up! It's just because the magic archer sneak attacked, but you were unprepared..."

"It's okay, I know you won't hurt me, I was just shocked." Qingyi suppressed the hatred in his heart. Although he said it was okay, the more he looked at Farangi, the more he felt displeased. If the other party was just

An ordinary dog, he would definitely dismember the opponent with his own hands. "Keep fighting, don't slow down our progress."

Frankie was still a little uneasy, but he still greeted the incarnation of death (imitation) and immediately turned around to leave. The incarnation of death (imitation) said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if the senior has done anything wrong, please forgive him." After that, he landed.

On the ground, he saluted Qingyi and then followed Franji.

The hatred in Qingyi's eyes did not diminish, but gradually intensified. He knew that he was angry with Frankie because of the shadow of his childhood, but so what if he was angry! The power of life and death of Frankie was in his hands alone, and just expressing anger was the end of the world.

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