Choosing to face the opponent directly and not waiting, Ye Feng attacked brazenly. He knew that to defeat such an opponent, he must break through the opponent's defense line and attack the warlocks and archers hiding behind immediately!
drink!
Overlord pushed the mountain and used it smoothly, shua... The move was completed perfectly. Blood flew from the enemy's formation, but not a single one was killed. He turned back and tried again, only to kill two-thirds of the enemies... Ye Feng secretly sighed:
Generals are no better than soldiers. They have much blood and thick skin. The overlord can no longer push the mountain.
There was a fight here, and there was no idleness there. Fireballs, ice picks, strong bows, hard crossbows... rushed towards Ye Feng and beat him lifelessly. There was a constant crackling, and Ye Feng was instantly submerged in it.
The players sneered proudly, you are awesome! You can be awesome than thousands of people? Butcher? You are not going to be slaughtered by us!
The next moment indeed proved their power. Only Ye Feng rushed out alone, and all his dozens of subordinates disappeared into thin air!
The players were greatly emboldened and laughed wildly before launching a second wave of attacks. This guy and the leader of the alliance, the God of Wealth, are sworn enemies. There is no need to show mercy. What he says is nonsense. History tells us that we have to cut off the enemy's head to relax. Don't you see so many idiots?
We were overturned when we were chattering and attacking others! We didn't talk, we made a fortune in silence, how cool it would be after we smashed Ye Feng into pieces and each of us took a small piece of minced meat to receive the reward!
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the attack came again. The iron shield of the player in front of him touched the ground, layer upon layer, and the spear stretched out from the gap. Even if the tiger was in front of him, he had nowhere to bite!
A sharp look flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, let me experience the level of current players!
The protective Gangqi was opened, and with a loud shout, the Tianlong Halberd was struck out, bang! A white light shot out, strong wind! The player in front of him was depressed to find that he had been forced to quit the game, damn! He was dead now!
Who is this Ye Feng? He uses Fang Tian's painted halberd, but his moves are the same as a broadsword, slashing and sweeping... I'm going to die very frustrated, okay?
Most of the fireball, ice pick, and crossbow hit Ye Feng again. After a moment, Ye Feng rushed out again, and then rode his horse completely into the enemy's formation.
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Such a solid line of defense has been torn apart?! What should I do next? The Warlock's attacks are indiscriminate. If they follow up again, they will definitely kill the players around Ye Feng... Please ask for instructions immediately!
When Ba Tian heard the news, he asked for permission! I want Ye Feng to die! If Ye Feng doesn't die, you will die!
The players, who were rolled into a ball and rolled freely, heard the leader's highest instructions and reached the bottom of the mountain. They quickly conveyed the order regardless of the severe pain in their bodies.
Several leaders among the players looked pitifully at their accomplices who were acting as human shields, and pressed their palms at the same time!
Whoosh... whoosh...
The third wave!
Indiscriminate attack!
Under the fire and arrow net, the eyes of the human shields almost popped out. We are human shields, not cannon fodder! Are we going to be sacrificed so soon? Run! Run quickly...
Wow...!
These people are not the princes. Xuanyuan Batian is just buying them. Without control, when life is at stake, it is time to run away. They disperse instantly. It's just that they started late, can't run in time, and don't have Ye Feng's Gangqi defense.
He had no choice but to... hum... die miserably.
After a moment, there was only one person standing in the field, with countless holes in his flying shirt. The rest of the people were pierced by random arrows, and green smoke was still rising from their bodies. As for Ye Feng's good horse, he could not escape either.
If you get bad luck, you will fall to the side like a big hedgehog. This is a miserable world, a sea of arrows.
Ye Feng breathed out a sullen breath. The situation was even worse now. They didn't even care about their companions. Their horses were gone before they could break through the opponent's defense line. Without horses, there would be no speed. To resist an attack of this level consumes internal energy.
It can't be replenished at all, and once it's injured, it can't absorb the essence and blood... It's so cruel!
But we can't wait for this situation, there will be the fourth wave and the fifth wave soon... Ye Feng twists his waist and jumps up, flying into the crowded place... Even if he is injured, he still needs to use some extra support!
At the same time, a dim light slipped out insidiously.
The players were also surprised by Ye Feng's ability to resist blows. They paused unconsciously, and then launched another attack. Ice picks, fireballs, and arrows followed Ye Feng's direction, forming a path two steps wide. No one was there.
Notice that there is a faint light passing through the crowd, taking away lives one by one. These players are still standing there majestic, but there is no movement in their hands, and their bodies are getting hard and cold.
I have to say that the level of this group of people is very high. There were only a few arrows shot outside. The owner of the arrows turned slightly red and muttered: "It's a good thing that so many people didn't know it was me who shot them!"
"It's not you, is it me? It's embarrassing! If you make such a mistake again, you can get out of the studio." A red-faced man was furious and reprimanded mercilessly.
"Uh...oh, boss, I was wrong. This kind of inferior archery will never pollute your eyeballs again...I...I swear...I...I promise...!"
"Get lost! How could I have a younger brother like you!" The big man suddenly felt that he was filled with vicissitudes of life and wanted to cry without tears. This boy is hopeless. Let him clean the house and serve tea and water in the future. God-like opponents are not scary.
This kind of pig-like teammate is terrifying. It doesn't matter if he doesn't do anything, but you don't know when he will make a mistake and casually mix the rhythm of the battle into a pot of porridge...
The same reprimand sounded in several directions, inevitably affecting the people around him, either scorning or ridiculing him. His hands naturally slowed down, and the pressure on Ye Feng's body lightened. No matter what his reasons were, he rushed towards the crowd with all his strength.
It brings a series of ice rocket rain...the most hateful ones will even sputter!
This guy even put away the Tianlong city-breaking halberd, and tried his best to boost his energy and fly away without using his hands at all. The place he passed must be filled with mourners. The elite of Xuanyuan League became Ye Feng's biggest help, and they were taken away in just half an hour.
He killed twenty to thirty thousand people, and all these crimes were blamed on Ye Feng: This is the only enemy!
bite:……
Ye Feng heard a ding, like a system prompt, but there was no prompt content. Now was not the time to pay attention, so he immediately forgot about it and continued to fly.
The system is very tangled. It stands to reason that Ye Feng should be given the title of the God of Death. More than 100,000 people have died at his hands, but... this guy has always been relying on strength. When thousands of people were killed, he was suspected of smuggling. This time
It got even worse, and in the end, he killed not one of the more than 20,000 people with his own hands! Should I give this title? Or should I not give it? It’s impossible not to give it, and it’s against the rules to give it...Kill me!
In the end, Ye Feng's title changed to: Killer of 100,000 people, which was more impressive but had no effect. His pressure was still at the level of Overlord, without any increase. Originally, the title of God of Death would have brought the pressure on the enemy to the level of Holy Level.
