"President, they have magic scrolls, and they are all defensive. "Attack, withstand them. Keep an eye on the setting sun star at all times to prevent him from suddenly appearing." The weather in Saint Luo was deteriorating, and he also saw that face.
It's darker than the bottom of the pot.
He knew that since there was a big force behind Ling Chen's seven people, they would definitely have magic scrolls in their hands, but he never thought that they would use defensive scrolls for attacks.
Defensive scroll, used when attacking!
This is not an attack, it is obviously to attract firepower. However, if they do not attack desperately, three people attack at the same time, and there is a sturdy cow standing behind to use a wide range of magic to cover it, and it is very likely that they will really be rushed in.
This attack mode is so weird.
Sheng Luotian and his team leaders never thought of this method when they made the plan. The biggest reason was that they didn't know that Ling Chen could teleport. In this attack mode, Ling Chen was the trump card. Otherwise, the defensive scroll had no
To achieve any lethality, just send a few teams of thieves to slow down the three of them until the magic wears off.
The players in the audience stood up one after another. They couldn't understand the intentions of the six Lingchen people, but they could see that they were going to fight desperately.
The outcome depends on this time.
Ling Chen stared at the battlefield with burning eyes. No one knew that his peripheral vision had been focusing on Sheng Luotian, he just didn't want to be seen.
His goal this time, the minimum standard is to kill Sheng Luotian.
In his left hand, the magic wand was still there. But in his right hand, it was no longer the broadsword he was accustomed to. Instead, there was a shiny silver dagger.
"Hold on, hold on..."
The leaders of the Holy Power Guild screamed, but they couldn't change the fact that the tough cows kept tearing apart the magician's defense line with curses and purifications, and the three of them took the opportunity to avoid scattered attacks and kept moving forward.
"The thieves attack! All other teams retreat, and the magician takes the rear."
Seeing that the three of them were less than ten meters away, and the magic scroll still had not expired, Sheng Luotian gritted his teeth and made a decision.
In the middle, thieves swarmed out.
As soon as the thieves rushed out to block the magician, Ling Chen disappeared in an instant. The next second, he appeared three meters away from the leading thief. He was only less than six or seven meters away from Sheng Luotian.
The thieves and magicians were stunned and quickly waved their daggers and magic wands.
Ling Chen stepped forward quickly, facing the dagger blocking the way in front of him. As he walked closer, he took off his transformation wristbands and replaced them with blue light wristbands. The properties of all the equipment instantly returned to the speed properties before he changed his transformation wristbands.
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The thief's attack power was not strong, and after being attacked several times, Ling Chen began to use his speed to quickly pass through several thieves blocking the way and enter the magician's camp connected to the thief.
Sheng Luotian was four or five meters away.
"Block him!"
Sheng Luotian was shocked. His pride did not allow him to escape without a fight, but now it was a duel involving the entire Shengwei Guild. If he, the president, was killed, it would mean that the Shengwei Guild would lose its brain.
"It's not that easy to run away!" Ling Chen smiled brightly. If it were a one-on-one fight, he would have stopped Sheng Luotian before he had the confidence. Now, the surroundings were crowded with panic magicians.
Quickly passing between the magicians, Sheng Luotian only advanced two or three meters before Ling Chen appeared on his back.
Sheng Luotian seemed to have deliberately chosen this position to be overtaken. He turned his arm back, and there was no magician on the right blocking the way. The magic wand in his hand turned back smoothly. In the next second, a string of ice picks was shot out quickly.
Ling Chen did not move away, but with a pull of his right hand, a magician was pulled in front of him.
Puff puff puff...
Under the piercing of the ice pick, the magician's body kept shaking like a broken car.
Sheng Luotian turned pale with horror and pushed away the magician in front of him. The position chosen for the surprise attack became his nightmare. As soon as he took a step forward with his right foot, Ling Chen had already dodged to his empty right side.
The dagger in his hand slashed towards his throat with a cold light.
Sheng Luotian leaned to the left, barely able to avoid the attack. Ling Chen dodged and appeared behind him. With a slight wave of his right arm, a string of blood beads splashed out from Sheng Luotian's stamina.
The moment he felt his body stiffen, a piece of equipment - the Demon Stealing Medal - appeared in Sheng Luotian's mind.
Ling Chen has already activated the stiff attribute of the Demon Stealing Medal.
"You and the Holy Power Guild, prepare to perish!"
Ling Chen gently raised the magic wand in his left hand, and after touching Sheng Luotian's waist, the red light suddenly surged.
boom,…
Sheng Luotian was instantly blasted into white light. Although Ling Chen was sore that his whole body felt like it was falling apart, there was a clear smile in his eyes.
There was total silence in the audience.
Saint Luotian was killed.
Quickly getting up from the ground, Ling Chen kept waving the magic wand in his hand, shooting out small fireballs that consumed hundreds of magic points one after another.
On the other side, Mo Ni and three people rushed into the camp with an arrow, and their momentum was overwhelming.
Seeing that the four of them were killing each other in full swing, they all seemed to have forgotten their plan after killing Sheng Luotian. Qing Yao couldn't help but remind her: "Kill all long-range attacks as much as possible!"
Only then did the four of them realize that their targets were magicians and archers.
In the corner of the arena, the tough cow looked envious.
In the silent auditorium, cheers suddenly broke out. The players who supported Ling Chen raised their arms in excitement, while the players who opposed Ling Chen were dejected.
The situation in front of us is extremely clear. The Holy Power Guild has lost its catapults and ballistae to restrain the tough cow, the guild's nemesis, and now it has lost Sheng Luotian, its president and the only super master of the Holy Power Guild. The entire Holy Power Guild
It was already in disarray, and by the time the formation was re-formed, long-range attack professions such as magicians and archers would have already suffered heavy losses.
Once the long-range attack profession suffers heavy losses, the tough cow will be unstoppable.
The outcome has been decided, and the only suspense is whether the six Lingchen people have enough potions to kill tens of thousands of people. After all, these tens of thousands of people also have potions, and they cannot kill them instantly or kill them in the shortest time.
After drinking a bottle of blood medicine, I feel full of energy again.
With so many people lying dead and being killed, the six of Lingchen also needed enough medicine to support them.
"Guild Master, we can't control it anymore. They are trying their best to kill the long-range attack professions. If they continue to fight, even if they finally regain their strength and win with the advantage of potions," Xiang Yuehong hesitated to speak in the guild channel.
If you win, you will be completely defeated; if you win, you will lose all face.
"Even if they suffered heavy losses, I must kill them all. Even if they all lose one level, I must let me see the setting sun and stars at the resurrection point!" In the resurrection point, Sheng Luotian roared crazily. He was completely angry. With this defeat, the Holy Power Guild
It is destined to become a joke that can be recorded in the major events of Jade Han City.
Seven people, or even just six people, wiped out a large guild. The consequences of this would not only make the Lingchen Seven people famous, but also make the Shengwei Guild never raise its head, let alone recruit top experts and super
If a master joins a guild, even ordinary players may not be able to recruit them.
This is a fatal blow to the Holy Power Guild.
Not far away, the wind came slowly, with a smile on his face.
"Asshole, why are you laughing?" Seeing the silence of the wind, Sheng Aotian couldn't help but roar again.
"I blew myself up here." Feng Ji still smiled, but his tone was calm.
"Come here to blow yourself up?" Sheng Luotian was filled with anger and couldn't understand what Feng Ji meant.
Feng Ji said word by word: "Let's see how angry you will be."
Sheng Luotian was shocked, his eyes suddenly popped out, he raised his right arm, and slapped Feng Ji in the face.
Bang!
When the palm of my hand was still ten centimeters away from Fengji, I couldn't move any further.
"This is the resurrection point." Feng Ji reminded lightly.
"Feng Ji! Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for you?" Sheng Luotian said angrily.
"Worry about your own troubles!"
Feng Ji slowly turned around and left slowly. As he walked, he opened the guild channel and chose to exit the guild.
Ding: Feng Ji, the leader of the thieves group, quits the guild.
A bolt from the blue exploded in the ears of all members of the Holy Power Guild.
Not only were countless members dumbfounded, but also Sheng Luotian.
At such a critical time, the former second-in-command of the Shengwei Guild suddenly dropped three levels and resigned from the membership. This was definitely a big blow to the members and even the leaders of each group.
Feng Ji was taking a pinch of salt from Sheng Luotian's wound.
Sheng Luotian's heart and lungs were furious, but he couldn't vent it out.
There was another scene in the arena, and no amount of time could stop the endless cheers.
After the Shengwei Guild finally stabilized its position, Mo Niyijian and three others retreated to the corner to defend the potion. The tough cow who was originally staying in the corner and was responsible for defending the potion with a large-scale attack rushed out happily.
As soon as the guild nemesis took action, the defense line of the Holy Power Guild collapsed again. Anyway, the arena was hampered by young Dan Lingchen and the sturdy cow using their wild magic, and no one cared whether there were enough potions in the corner.
In mid-air, with no magicians or archers to suppress them, the feathered birds also joined in the fun. Their wings flapped, and arrows whizzed down one after another.
"Spread out, spread out all, so that their attacks can only affect one or two people and consume all their potions."
Several group leaders screamed desperately, but the sound came from the guild channel, not the team channel of this duel. They were just proving to Sheng Luotian that they were fulfilling their duties. As for the arena,
They were no longer too lazy to think about how to deal with it. Because even thinking about it was in vain. Only by consuming all seven people's potions could the Holy Might Guild fight back.
Ling Chen and the other two started killing as much as they could, only stopping when the potion was almost used up. They went to the corner to replenish it before continuing.
After two hours in a row, the two came to the corner again and saw that all the medicine had been used up.
"Killing is really fun, but unfortunately, there is no more potion..." the tough cow said with a regretful expression.
"Let's go! Tomorrow will be more enjoyable." Qingyao said with a smile.
"Really?" the tough cow said with wide eyes.
"Of course it's true. Isn't it satisfying to lead countless players to rob?" Qingyao smiled and continued: "Lou will choose the target for you to attack later, and things on the forum will also be arranged.
I won’t go there tomorrow.”
"Why don't you go?" Ling Chen asked confused.
"I won't do such things as robbery." Qingyao said with an upright face.
Ling Chen and the other five people couldn't laugh or cry. They had already come up with their ideas. It didn't make any difference whether they participated or not.
"Kong Cong Ci is rushing to the back of the road. If we don't leave, they will have to discover our intentions. Xingchen, you have to stay behind." Qing Qingyao reminded.
Everyone woke up, called up the duel one after another, and chose to quit.
The white light flashed, and under the gaze of everyone, the six people just exited the duel in a graceful manner.
In the audience, the players stared at the place where the six people disappeared, unable to react for a long time.
Is this the end?
It seems that everyone has a feeling that there is still something to be desired. Even the players who are opposed to Ling Chen, when he and the tough cows are having fun killing each other, they gradually see something.!~!
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