"Huhuhu~!" With the floating cloak behind him, Ling Yuntian resolutely rushed forward, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand exuded a strong murderous aura!

After calculating the distance, the Iron Blood Holy Spirit, with Yang Hand, actually cast a holy light technique on a mixed fish beside Ling Yuntian!

The Holy Light Technique can relieve all bad states of the target.

Ling Yuntian ignored the mixed fish, but because he was too close to the mixed fish, the light effect of the Holy Light Technique affected his sight like a flash bomb!

Is this exactly what the Iron Blood Holy Spirit wants?

Although I didn't know the other party's intention, the light only affected me for about 2 seconds. When the light disappeared, suddenly!

"Hmph, good opportunity!" Before the Iron Blood Holy Spirit could finish his words, Ling Yuntian discovered that the three evil apostles behind him had already been singing, and at this moment he had finished singing.

"Oh no!" Ling Yuntian knew that he had no time to judge what skill he was using, and he was delayed for 2 seconds. After all, in an emergency, not to mention 2 seconds, even half a second would have to make you lose badly.

Soon, three black apertures fell from the sky and were placed on Ling Yuntian.

“miss”

“miss”

Two missed, but when the third one fell, a system prompt rang out from Lingyuntian.

System: You are hit by the striking technique and cannot move for 5 seconds.

...

The bad effect skills have a certain success rate, and the probability depends on the difference between the player's level and the player being cast.

The Iron Blood Holy Spirit had expected this a long time ago, so he arranged three evil apostles by his side, so as not to fail once, and at the same time, he used the skill effect in advance to delay his time by 2 seconds, making it impossible for him to see the opponent's enemy singing in advance, so he made an avoidance exercise in advance. All this is really too precise!

"Gameover~! Berserks, mages attack together!" The Iron Blood Holy Spirit showed an arrogant smile and shouted. The next moment, the two berserks suddenly shone red light. Ling Yuntian knew that it was a skill of the berserks, "Bloody Fury", which could increase its attack power by 3 times in 5 seconds and reduce its defense power to 0. It was a very terrifying and life-threatening skill.

After all this, Ling Yuntian could not dodge under the effect of the stroking technique, and then arranged two terrifying berserkers to prepare to be executioners. I have to say that this iron-blooded Holy Spirit is not simple, not simple, but!

"Crack~!" Ling Yuntian instantly changed into a spear and activated Zhulong's body protection. He took one of the berserkers in one shot in an ordinary attack. Although it could not be moved, the attack could still be used, and the attack range of the gun was larger than that of the giant sword.

"Uh!" The Iron Blood Holy Spirit was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ling Yuntian to use a gun! Seeing that he had been holding a sword, the Iron Blood Holy Spirit thought he could only use sword weapons.

Another berserker caught Ling Yuntian's move after attacking and slashed it with a heavy blow.

"Click~!"

"232" A terrifying damage number flew up. If it weren't for the effect of the candle dragon protecting the body, it would probably be even worse.

Compared to Ling Yuntian, the Iron Blood Holy Spirit and Yingmo Zibing were even more shocked. They never expected that they were already at this level, and the other party could resist, and 232 points of blood were only about 40% for him.

Generally, when melee professions see the berserkers' whole body red, they will avoid it, because the 3-fold injury is not a joke, and they can be easily instantly. However, Ling Yuntian was stabbed in front and lost only half of his blood, which was enough to amazed everyone in the audience.

"It's really amazing, it's really a person in a thousand!" The Iron Blood Holy Spirit couldn't help but exclaim a few words.

"But... it's a pity that you still have to be buried here!"

The Iron Blood Holy Spirit changed the subject, and the next moment, four mages listed out and began to chant.

After the berserkers beside him attacked, the second round of confrontation killed Ling Yuntian again, and was instantly killed by Ling Yuntian with a counterattack. Ling Yuntian glanced at his bloody energy, and there was about 10% left, about 60 o'clock.

As the fireballs on the hands of the four mages became bigger and bigger, the red flames reflected their eyes. In Ling Yuntian's eyes, it seemed that the ghost fire from hell was welcoming him.

"Is it the limit..." Yingmo Zibing murmured softly, holding her hands, squeezing the peaks on her chest into a particularly spectacular way.

"Brother Yuntian~~~~~!" Youshan looked at all this from a distance and couldn't help but shout loudly. The tender voice spread throughout the battlefield. For a moment, almost everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their eyes away.

Xiaotao couldn't help but gasp, covering his chest with his hands. The three brothers Feiyue all tightened their hearts and frowned. The Invincible God of War wanted to rush forward to help, but the distance was too far and I couldn't help.

At this critical moment!

Ling Yuntian's mind and thinking seemed to be frozen in an instant. Time seemed to have stopped for him at this moment. The four fireballs had already flew over and drew a brilliant trace in the air. Although there were still many fish around him, he could use the round dance slash to pull one of them over but the flesh shield, but!

The fireball is sputtered, even if one of the fireballs sputters to him, with his current blood, he will definitely die.

Is it really over?

Is there really no hope?

Have you really reached the limit?

...

How quiet the moment was, like a vacuum. This feeling was so good. Putting aside the chaotic battlefield, the chaotic ridicule, and the scenes of killing each other, in the end.

Everything is gone, but if you continue like this, will your life be a little dull?

"No, I don't want this."

Ling Yuntian shouted from the bottom of his heart, trying his best to find himself. The camera returned to the chaotic battlefield, and a messy sound came from his ears again, but!

This is where I belong.

"No, it's not the limit...I'm still...I can..."

"Resist!" Ling Yuntian shouted himself, looked around in an instant, and suddenly he discovered a miscellaneous fish that was about to use the lifting air slash!

He was already familiar with the starting movements of each skill and immediately set his sights on that target.

A long spear swept, a round dance stab was suddenly cast, and then it forced the storm attack in the previous section in an instant, directly stabbed the target with a hook and pulled it hard!

The mixed fish was still casting the air-picking slash, but it was pulled over, but the air-picking slash was still in progress, so he could only come over with Ling Yuntian's air-picking slash!

"Click~!"

"51" Zhulong's body protection effect is still there. When Ling Yuntian saw this damage, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The blood was beaten to 1 thread, but it was not cleared yet, but I was floating up. The four fireballs were originally staring at myself who was still on the ground, but they hit the ground, exploded with sparks after sparks, and the splashing effect splashed the fish to death.

When Ling Yuntian landed on the ground again, almost everyone at the scene had the same expression: I can't believe it!

At that moment, you can actually survive!

This simply exceeded their imagination!

After stuffing a mutton bag, the next moment, Ling Yuntian rushed towards the Iron Blood Holy Spirit at an extremely fast speed! With his psychedelic steps, the distance was immediately narrowed!

Looking at the man in front of him who was far beyond his imagination, he had already been shocked by Ling Yuntian's momentum, stood there motionless, and was stunned.

"Tsk, stupid guy, run quickly!" Yingmo Zibing said coquettishly and immediately pulled the Iron Blood Holy Spirit and ran away, because she knew that if the two of them fought against the current "monster", the only one who lost would be herself.

"Crack~!" After sweeping the spear, the Iron Blood Holy Spirit escaped, Ling Yuntian solved the four mages and three evil apostles just now.

With so many members lost at once, coupled with the escape of Iron Blood Holy Spirit and Yingmo Zibing, the Feiyue Alliance immediately gained the upper hand, and the situation immediately reversed by 360 degrees.

"I admire you so much, master!" Feiyue Massacre shouted excitedly, and then continued to lead the younger brother to chase him.

But Ling Yuntian didn't feel that excitement. Now he only had endless confusion. If he kept killing like this, he was not only wasting time or wasting time. Didn't he say that he said that, why did he do this again...

The Shura God Hall continues to reinforce from the direction of the town, and the same is true for the Feiyue Alliance. They are all members who have just died. If they fight each other like this, there will be no benefit at all, and instead delay the collective upgrade speed.

If you look at it a little longer, if you are concerned about internal struggles, in the future, the player level in the Chinese region will be lagging behind other countries.

Of course, every country can never avoid internal strife, but!

Ling Yuntian can't control himself now. Only by continuing to massacre can he calm the discomfort, that unwillingness, that sadness in his heart!

I can only continue to kill like this, until I can't move, until I run out of my energy, until I collapse, and until I stop...

"Drink ahhhhhh!" Ling Yuntian shouted, his voice like a beast's roar. Countless enemies and friendly troops were passing through the jungle in front of him, and he rushed up suddenly.

The sword and sword shadow spread in the jungle, as if a sad dance drama was being staged.

When I didn't know which one I got, suddenly!

"You... plan to kill me too, right?"

The person in front of him said this very calmly. Ling Yuntian was stunned suddenly, stopped, stopped his steps, and slowly raised his head. The person in front of him was actually...!

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