Bluebird Studio has a powerful way to eliminate invisibility, and with his terrifying attack power of more than 1,500 points, the assassins dare not get too close.

"Will Yanfeng be alone there be danger?" Chen Shiyao looked worried.

"Since the other party is prepared, he should have thought of a way to deal with him. The shape of the land is very bad for us, and even if we go in the past, it can't help. However, Yanfeng's swordsman is a hero profession after all, and has won so many special rewards for passing the level. His skills are endless. I'm afraid that the Star Guild's guild is also very troublesome." Yue Wuhen said it lightly on the surface, but in fact he was not sure. In this siege, the high-explosion skills are difficult to work, not to mention that there are so many fogs around him, so many people on the other party can't see clearly. The ice flame double blades with attribute effects in Yanfeng are so conspicuous, and it's hard not to be a living rake for others!

Liu Ruoxuan: "If I had known, I wouldn't have asked Afeng to come over. He was full of epic and legendary equipment. If he really had to die, it would be a big loss if he could just drop any item."

She had a little irritable temper and just got attacked and asked Yan Feng for help. Now that she saw everyone trapped here, she began to regret it.

Yue Wuhen comforted, "Didn't Yanfeng say that? These people came to him. Even if he doesn't show up today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Xingyao people will always come to him."

"Don't worry, Afeng can even deal with Jin Hui and Hai Zhilei. This Xingyao is just a first-level guild. Can't you escape if you can't beat it?" Chen Jie was optimistic by nature and looked out of the way.

"Escape?" Yue Wuhen burst into tears and was surrounded by more than 100 players. If he could escape, he would not be worried about not being able to deal with the enemy with Yan Feng's ability.

Yan Feng's situation at this time was indeed as Yue Wuhen guessed. The frozen traps completely bound him in the encirclement circle. In the first forty seconds, they could only use elemental skills to eliminate the opponent's archers and hunter players as much as possible. Next, they had to turn on the undead possession and the wind of recovery to avoid being controlled. Because they could not get close to the attack, the blood mark could not work, and they could only rely on the healing stone and life blessing to recover.

Of course, Xingyao was not feeling well. Under his selective attack, the archers and hunters were reduced by more than half, and the number of frozen traps placed on the ground was getting smaller and smaller. The players saw that his health was not empty, and they became more and more frightened: "How many skills does he have? How can an output profession recover blood like this?"

At this time, Lin Guoxiong could no longer bear it and cursed in anger: "A bunch of idiots, after fighting for so long, we haven't taken him down yet, half of us are dead!"

This was a plan to kill Yan Feng, and sacrifice was inevitable. Although the Falcon Old Gun was quite angry at Lin Guoxiong's brainless insult, he knew that the other party was not small, so he could only resist and pretend that he had not heard it. Seeing that the effect of Yan Feng's thunder and lightning shield ended, he hurriedly shouted: "His skills are almost gone, everyone is ready to attack!"

When all the players heard this, they were all excited and launched crazy attacks on the armored young men in the field.

-213,-27,-21,-239,-191,-24,...

"Damn it!" Yan Feng was secretly angry and decisively used only five bottles of powerful healing potion left, and then quickly retreated towards the stone pile.

"Recovering blood again? Everyone catch up!"

Nearly a hundred players saw that he was finally in danger and did not need the reminder of the Falcon Old Gun, and all rushed over.

"He's too fast, we can't catch up!" Falcon Coco shouted depressedly.

"If you can't catch up, you have to chase. When his skills are restored, all our sacrifices will be in vain!" The old Falcon Gun's eyes were blood red, staring at the direction of Yan Feng's retreat, hoping that he could step on the other frozen traps.

However, everyone was disappointed, and Yan Feng's return route was exactly the same as when he was attacking!

When Chen Shiyao saw him suddenly retreating back to the stone pile, she quickly turned around and ran away.

"Don't come over, hurry up and break out of the encirclement!" Yan Feng shouted loudly in the team channel.

Seeing dozens of ranged players rushing towards his position, he quickly leaned against the inside of Dashi to avoid his opponent's sight. Fortunately, these people did not dare to get too close, but used group skills outside the attack range.

Yue Wuhen knew that Yan Feng was delaying their time, so he took the risk and rushed towards a gap, trying to break the deadlock as soon as possible, and shouted: "Meatballs, put the flares in front of me!"

The assassin who was originally lying on the distance to watch saw that they were planning to break through, and they all used their acceleration skills to rush up.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew from the air in the Necrotic Valley. Everyone felt their whole body tremble, and an inexplicable chill gushed out. Then they found that the fog became more and more dense, and everything on the ground was completely submerged.

"This fog is so good!"

The Yanfeng's sorrow disappeared and he quickly ran towards the position of the Blue Bird Studio. The ice flame blades swung out interlaced, and the thunder explosion and the ferrous flame swallowing fell directly at their feet. All the nearby assassins died, and then they lifted the undead state and shouted:

"Shiyao!"

Chen Shiyao was delighted, her slender hand raised lightly, releasing the instant healing touch and recovery technique, and two soft green lights fell directly on him.

"This damn mist!" The Star Guild and several headhunting studios were so angry that they stamped their feet. Before they could chase after them, a dull warning sounded in the sky:

"The Necrotic Valley begins to vomit plague energy!"

Then everyone heard the system prompt: "You are affected by the plague and you will lose 50 health points per second!"

"Shiyao, God bless, Bird of Paradise, come with me!" Yan Feng said as he turned back again.

"Okay!" Bird of Paradise responded excitedly. After several team battles, he had already regarded Yan Feng as an idol, able to help, and playing the role of a Paladin was a pleasant thing for him.

His vision was gray and white, but Yan Feng could judge the opponent's position through the tiny footsteps. He had already replaced two wooden swords at this time and would not be seen at close range.

"Bird of Paradise, you hide behind the pile of stones and treat me when I come back!" He jumped lightly under his feet, and several meters of them rushed out, and two wooden swords directly stabbed a wizard player.

Strong stabs,-2093 (crush),-5177 (crush)!

Kill in one move! The wizard turned into black dust without even seeing the figure and penetrated into the ground. The two players around him saw the effect of the black dust and hurriedly shouted: "He is here!"

"It's too late!" Yan Feng sneered.

Continuous pricks,-1694,-4197! Continuous pricks,-1711,-4237!

The three people were defeated in just three seconds, and Yan Feng then turned to the right. In the thick fog state, he didn't have to worry about being locked. He didn't even have to use the skills of possessing the undead, and he could use it at will.

At this time, the old Falcon Gun complained in his heart. Unexpectedly, because of this plague, the Necropolis Valley, which was definitely worthy of them, became the dominant place of Yanfeng alone! He hated him, regretting that he did not organize a melee team to stop him while he retreated, and even more depressed, why did he unfortunately encounter the plague aura that broke out every few days in the Necropolis Valley!

Seeing that the team members were decreasing rapidly and the time to kill Yanfeng was over, and they were at this disadvantage, and they had no chance of winning at all. The Falcon Old Gun had to give up helplessly and shouted: "Go back to the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Guoxiong cursed angrily: "Which city I must destroy him!"
Chapter completed!