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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh

Just as everyone was stunned, the white horse Yi, who had already gone by half a mile, rushed towards the priest formation at the last priest in the Minenqiu army.

Xirennuan's face suddenly changed drastically, and she immediately ordered a change of formation and commanded the rear army to move closer to the central army.

At the same time, Ouyang Fan and Xiaoxiao Yuxie each led their troops to block the white horses who were divided into two groups.

At first, Xirennuan also learned the formations in the TV series and arranged the square formation composed of two sewer professions on the flank of the army as a mobile force. Unexpectedly, it really came in handy now.

Ouyang Fan drew his long sword and pointed to the sky:

"My sons, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Xiaoxiaoyujie is also unwilling to fall behind:

"Today, it's!"

Then... nothing...

The white horse Yicong, which even the heavy armored knight cannot stop, is not comparable to a swordsman and an assassin.

The two square formations under Ouyang Fan and Xiao Xiaoyuxie were easily torn apart by Baima Yichi.

Even though Ouyang Fan was killed as if he had entered a state of no one, under the influence of Baima Yi's dodge rate from 70%, it could not pose too much threat to him.

This also made Ouyang Fan realize that in front of thousands of troops, a person's power is too small.

Bai Ma Yi quickly drilled through the encirclement of Ouyang Fan and Xiao Xiaoyuxie's army, and then waved the butcher's knife towards the priest formation of Min'enqiu's army.

The priest players are all short legs and have no displacement skills. Even if the number exceeds ten thousand people, they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered under the iron hooves of the White Horse Yicong.

In just a moment, more than half of the tens of thousands of priests were killed, and the rest was just a matter of time.

Xirennuan, whose eyes were full of eyes, rushed to the rear of the legion with his front row profession desperately, but the square formation of tens of thousands of people was almost traversing, relying on his legs alone to travel. When he arrived, he was just collecting corpses for the priests and players.

At this moment, everyone's faces were covered with a layer of haze. Once all the priest players were killed, it means that the trip to Baima Tomb was completely declared to be a failure.

The priest group behind the military formation was still being massacred. Even the cute girl, the most popular priest in the country, could only run away with a short leg.

A white horse Yi stabbed him from behind, and the cute girl shouted "Selling~Cute~Technique", turning the white horse Yi from briefly to a frog.

Then, an ancient and obscure spell was shouted out from his mouth:

"Get bigger quickly!"

The wild growth skills made the cute girl's body soar, and her legs became much longer accordingly, and she ran a little faster than before.

"I don't need to pass the White Horse Yicong, I just need to pass my teammates."

As the cute girl thought about this, she quickly left her teammates behind her. Seeing Lin Xuan's mage formation waiting in front to support her, a team of white horses, Yicong, who had been surrounded, completely cut off the cute girl's life.

At this moment, the entire priest formation was completely surrounded by Baima Yicong, and there was no fish that had missed the net.

A long spear stabbed the cute girl in the face. The cute girl was a little confused and planned to use the self-destruct function, at least this would not cause any pain.

A strange hand picked her up at this moment, which also made the deadly spear empty.

Baima Yi has always been known for his agility. Seeing that someone could avoid his spear by his own skills alone, the knight was slightly stunned.

The owner of the strange hand was Ouyang Fan. At this time, the cute girl was blushing and thrusting in his arms, while keeping her eyes looking around for fear of being seen.

"Ah~, please put me down."

Ouyang Fan had no time to pay attention, and his energy sinks into his dantian and shouts to the surroundings:

"Everyone, get closer to me!"

The pastors and men who were slaughtered by Bai Ma Yi all around saw that the person was Wan Jianyi, and a sense of security arose inexplicably in their hearts, and they all leaned towards Ouyang Fan as they said.

Soon, Ouyang Fan's surroundings were filled with priests.

"Ah, you squeezed my chest!"

"Tsk, do you have breasts?"

...

Ouyang Fan, who felt that he was wrapped in countless balloons, savored it carefully, and roared at the small cloth in the sky:

"Fire at me!!!"

Xiao Bu responded to Ouyang Fan's summoning and used the hero's appearance skill to control the ice dragon and crashed towards Ouyang Fan.

With a loud bang, a big firecracker seemed to be lit on the grassland.

Within a radius of more than ten meters centered on Ouyang Fan, a soil pit of more than ten meters appeared.

The priests around instantly understood Ouyang Fan's intention and jumped into the pit with their skirts.

The picture suddenly seemed like dumplings, and it was full of white dumplings. Ouyang Fan, who was looking up from the bottom of the pit, was almost blinded.

At that moment, nearly two thousand priests and MMs were squeezed into this big earth pit. Ouyang Fan directed Xiao Bu to use the skill of breaking the sky and cracking the earth pit to knock out many huge rock pillars around the earth pit, surrounding the earth pit tightly.

At this moment, the huge pit trapped more than two thousand priests and girls like a cage. The people inside could not get out, but the white horse outside could never get in.

When the White Horse Yicong saw that these players actually had this kind of operation, they were stunned for a moment. Then they took out the javelin on their backs and threw it at the pit, playing the game of candied haws.

Pastors MM:...

I thought Ouyang Fan had dug a shelter for them, but what I had never thought was a grave.

But at this moment, the little cloth hovering in the air slowly landed on the earth pit, and the ice dragon spread its huge wings to cover the earth pit.

The small cloth on the dragon's back danced the seven-meter-long Fangtian Painting Ji into a propeller, and opened the vast majority of the javelins thrown.

Even so, there were still many javelins stuck on the ice dragon's wings, causing the ice dragon to scream continuously.

Xiao Bu and Ice Dragon share the blood volume, and the 200,000 blood volume suddenly bottomed out under the dense javelin thrown.

But don’t forget who is protecting under the ice dragon’s wings. That is the most elite pastoral group in the Minenqiu Guild!

Now, when all the girls saw such a cute little Bu being beaten by Bai Ma Yicong, they rushed to feed Xiao Bu, and a crisis disappeared invisible.

A few minutes later, Xirennuan finally rushed to the battlefield with the front row players.

When the White Horse is not good, he must make a strategic retreat if he turns the horse's head.

Ouyang Fan, who was buried in the pile of women, was almost suffocated to death, soared into the sky at this moment, using the elf queen blessings attached to the title, the thunder sword in his hand suddenly became 100 times larger.

"Sword~come!"

Under the sky, Ouyang Fan's blue clothes were blown by the strong wind, and his black hair was raised up like a god descending to earth.

For the first time, he used the awakening when his weapon became larger - Jili Jianzhi!

Twenty-three towering giant swords fell down from the Nine Heavens, connecting to the Green Lake above and touching the Yellow Spring below, forming a sword formation to block all the white horses from the circle.

Then the huge thunder sword in his hand turned into a giant ruler of the sky, and cut out 147 swords one after another.

Although the 70% dodge rate of Baima Yicong missed a lot of damage, the 147 swords still knocked all Baima Yicong into half blood.

The scene in front of him that was comparable to a miracle finally made these fearless white horses completely frightened, and their current fighting spirit had no 70% dodge rate instantly returned to 0.

Xirennuan led the front row profession to surround all the white horse Yicong. The white horse Yicong, who lost the dodge rate, was just ordinary monsters with a higher amount of health.

After half an hour of fierce battle, the last one riding a white horse fell on the battlefield.

The mount pet eggs and white horses sprinkled on the ground from the epic kit.

After a period of counting, there were 500 Zhaoye Jade Lion War Horses and 500 sets of epic suits, which meant that the Minenqiu Guild had officially owned an elite cavalry of considerable size.

Thinking that the charming White Horse Yichen just now was about to belong to his guild, everyone was in a state of excitement.

Moreover, the White Horse Tomb where everyone is located is a sustainable mount production place. After the occupation, a hundred white horses will be refreshed every day, which can continuously explode mounts and epic suits for the Oenqiu Guild.
Chapter completed!
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