I don’t know who took the lead in the fight, and the battle between tens of thousands of troops besieging Zhao Yun is about to break out.

The Yajiao Lihua Spear was swung into a whirlwind by Zhao Yun, blocking the crossbow arrows and fireballs that were attacking from no matter which angle it was.

Seeing this, Xirennuan directed the members of the three thousand elite regiment to launch the most fierce offensive since the war started.

All the members of the elite group are first-class players who have completed the awakening mission. Now everyone uses awakening to compete with this famous general for all time.

First, the heavy crossbow controller used awakening to suppress it remotely. The heavy crossbow in his hand turned into a giant bed crossbow. The giant crossbow arrow, several times thicker than the spear in Zhao Yun's hand, broke through the air, rolled up the grass along the way and gathered into a dirt dragon and bombarded it straight.

Zhao Yun's Yajiao Pear Blossom Spear in his hand only trembled lightly, and then he struck the earth dragon that came from behind into Annihilation.

Eight Xiaoxiaoyuxiao took the opportunity to surround him, but Zhao Yun accurately stabbed his body and swung a round and flew out to hit Xiren Nuan in the sky.

The latter's awakening demon prison blood sword was interrupted before it was slashed out, and Xiaoxiao Yuxi even hit Xiren Nuan's giant sword and was stabbed to a cold heart.

The Dark Warrior profession casts awakening to sacrifice the seventh ghost god~ the phantom of the evil god terrifying Lashui, a huge dark dragon rose from the ground, and was stabbed through the upper jaw by Zhao Yun as soon as he opened his mouth.

The Demon Swordsman profession shouted "Dark Sky Wave Eyes", and the sky was instantly shrouded in the darkness, and countless scarlet giant eyes opened, but they were all shattered by Zhao Yun's use of the hundred birds to pay phoenix gunshot technique.

"Everyone can do it, let me do it!!!"

A strange scream came from the crowd, but Ouyang Fan was furious and slowly left the ground and seemed to be about to ascend to the immortals.

"I will not give birth to ten thousand swords, and the sword will be like the long night, and the sword will come!!!"

Twenty-three giant swords fell down from above the Nine Heavens, and Ouyang Fan once again used the Jili sword technique after the weapon was expanded by 100 times.

The 149 swords were slashed in three seconds, and Zhao Yun also shot 150 guns in three seconds.

One hundred and forty-nine guns perfectly blocked Ouyang Fan's 149 swords.

The extra shot was to stab Ouyang Fan from the sky. Fortunately, Ouyang Fan had a necklace of frost that could avoid injury three times, so he saved his life.

...

Three minutes later, the members of the Three Thousand Elite Group looked at Zhao Yun, who had been stuck in the cooling awakening skills and the battlefield, and fell into a long silence.

Three thousand awakenings could not hurt Zhao Yun at all.

Even the ninjas who sneaked up to try to catch up with the troubled waters were all picked out from the invisible state by Zhao Yun.

You said that you can block all skills with unparalleled marksmanship, I believe this.

You said that your six senses are extremely sensitive and can easily distinguish the true or false body of a shadow warrior. I believe this.

But if you can even see the invisible unit, isn't this too much?

"We lost, this boss can't be defeated."

Xirennuan analyzed for a long time and finally came to this conclusion.

Everyone who had been beaten deeply agreed that as long as Xirennuan gave her order, they would definitely leave immediately. Whoever looked back and looked at her grandson would be her grandson.

Ouyang Fan, who was frowning and still thinking, was extremely convinced that there was no invincible boss, and there must be at least one way to defeat him. This is the first law in the online game industry.

But the cruel facts are right in front of you. No matter what kind of attack method, Zhao Yun will dodge or resist it. Everyone recalled the math teacher's catchphrase when he was in school - this equation has no solution.

Ouyang Fan simulated all possible solutions in his mind, but they all ended in failure.

"Why can he block all the attacks?" The cute girl was about to cry, almost being beaten to tears by Zhao Yun in front of her.

Ouyang Fan was so excited that his whole body trembled by this sentence.

Yes, why! Why is he?

Everything in the world has its own operating rules. Even if it is a bunch of data in virtual games, it is subject to rules.

What is this rule?

That’s right! It’s the program written by the designer!

No matter how brave Zhao Yun is in front of him, he is just a bunch of data. It is only possible to block all attacks by the program written by the designer.

When Ouyang Fan thought of this, his whole body trembled even harder.

So, what kind of program can allow Zhao Yun to block the attacks from blind spots in the field of vision, or even invisible units?

There is only one answer - the designer wrote down such a program that can feedback the brain waves of all participating players to the core processor of Zhao Yun, the NPC.

In other words, Zhao Yun can sense all the thoughts in the players' minds.

Only in this way can Zhao Yun have an insight into all players' next moves in advance and be invincible.

"Hahahaha, so that's it, so that's it..."

Ouyang Fan smiled like a fool in front of everyone.

"Big... uncle, why are you laughing?"

The cute girl asked with some fear, for fear that Ouyang Fan would suddenly give her a sword.

Lin Xuan also cast a look at Ouyang Fan with "Do you understand again?"

Xiaoxiaoyu off, it's... Uh, Xiaoxiaoyu off has already died.

After enjoying the strange gazes of everyone around him, Ouyang Fan grinned confidently:

"Haha, let's see if I take the enemy general's head from it!"

“…”

Brother, this is true for Wanjun, but Wanjun is all his own people!

In the eyes of everyone's disbelief, Ouyang Fan staggered behind Zhao Yun and slowly pulled out the Thunder Sword at his waist.

In the next sword, Ouyang Fan stabbed the elementary school student. His steps were not only empty, but his sword body kept swaying. If it weren't for the game, everyone would have doubted that Ouyang Fan was squeezed dry by an old aunt last night.

What's even more excessive is that this guy actually closed his eyes all the way. Look at how he pretended, he really regarded himself as a swordsman!

Lin Xuan rolled her eyes and kept reviewing herself in her heart. I was still a little convinced just now. What happened to me recently.

The cute girl bit her cherry lips and was struggling for a while, but she picked up the healing staff and planned to save Ouyang Fan's life at a critical moment.

However, a few seconds passed, and before everyone could wait for the news that "your teammate Wan Jianyi had been killed by the boss."

Everyone couldn't help but look curiously, and saw Ouyang Fan, whose eyes were closed, had already walked to a position less than two meters behind Zhao Yun with his sword.

No one has ever been so close to Zhao Yun before. Even the sneaking ninja was stabbed by Zhao Yun's gun several meters away.

Could it be that Zhao Yun's radar is not working? It's not right. The skills flying from other directions are still blocked and accurate.

Every second of the next, everyone did not dare to breathe, and watched the thunder sword that was shaking constantly in Ouyang Fan's hand approach Zhao Yun's back step by step.

The cute girl's fists became tighter and tighter, and Lin Xuan's long legs were rubbing constantly.

Finally, the sword swayed into the gentian bright silver armor on Zhao Yun's back, and the harsh metal friction sound came from afar.

The cute girl let out a sigh of relief, and Lin Xuan even let out a moan at this moment.

The word "-1" finally floated out of Zhao Yun's head, which also means that Zhao Yun, who only had 1 blood volume, had been successfully defeated by Ouyang Fan.

Zhao Yun's face was shocked and relieved, and after a long time, he suddenly spoke:

"You are indeed qualified to obtain my inheritance, and I hope you remember one word."

"The Han Dynasty will never be trampled on by barbarians!"

After the words came, Zhao Yun's heroic spirit turned into green smoke and merged into the rivers and mountains he vowed to protect to the death.

Announcements for the entire server system also rang at this moment:

"Congratulations to the player Wan Jian for defeating General Wuhu Zhao Yun with one sword and obtaining the inheritance - Gentian."

Lin Xuan walked to Ouyang Fan with a complicated expression and asked:

"How did you do it?"

The rest of the people, including Xirennuan, also raised their ears.

After Ouyang Fan coughed twice, he saw that the atmosphere was almost mobilized, so he explained his previous analysis, which made everyone exclaim.

"But how did you avoid your thoughts being perceived by Zhao Yun?" Lin Xuan still felt a little disbelief and looked like she was breaking the casserole and asking the whole thing.

Ouyang Fan looked at Lin Xuan with seriousness and sighed slightly, and put on a hopeless expression and said:

"Have you ever heard of meditation?"

Lin Xuan naturally knew about meditation in yoga, so she often practiced yoga. After hearing Ouyang Fan's explanation, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The rest of the people finally showed a sudden realization. So that's it. I'm going to go to me... Uh, it's really not OK for me to go to me, because I can't meditate...

But everyone also understands more or less that the meditation of yoga is similar to the meditation of Taoism, which makes people unable to have a trace of thought.

When he sets out the sword, he will not have any thoughts, and the system will not monitor mental fluctuations. Zhao Yun naturally cannot predict this sword.

Ouyang Fan meditated all year round in reality. When he sets out his sword, he is naturally as simple as drinking water. This has no effect in reality, but in this virtual world, it can even be concealed from the main god of the system.

Everyone figured out this point and suddenly became harsh. The eyes of Ouyang Fan were much stranger.

The expression in Lin Xuan's eyes was even more complicated. From when, Ouyang Fan's image in her heart had been upgraded from the wretched man whose eyes were not far from her buttocks for a moment to a skillful and his consciousness was a first-class... wretched man.

One sword... no thought...
Chapter completed!