Running wildly all the way, Ling Chen stopped before he reached the coordinates mentioned by the sturdy cow.
In front, there are rows of players blocking the way, so you can't see what's going on inside. If Ling Chen goes left and right, he will definitely find that everything is like this.
"Cow, when I arrive, why don't you just rush in like this?" Ling Chen asked.
"Wait for me for a few minutes." In the center of the crowd, the sturdy cow, which was being attacked by hundreds of boulders, replied breathlessly.
"OK!"
Ling Chen nodded.
"Coordinates 326,593. The boss's health has bottomed out. It's an elite boss. Everyone, come here quickly. If you're late, you won't be able to grab the skill book..."
On the regional channel, the sound of sturdy cows suddenly sounded.
Ling Chen was speechless. This strategy was really like the one he used to spread silver coins to lure the players to defeat Feng Ji and the others. However, he used genuine silver coins, while Tough Cow used fake news.
"I am Liba Shanhe, the leader of the Wentian Guild warrior group. Our Wentian Guild is rounding up and killing tough cows. Anyone who wants to intervene will have to see how many of us come this time before making a decision. I Liba Shanhe guarantees that I will intervene.
Whoever comes in, our Wentian Guild will definitely use all our strength to kill him back to the resurrection point, and take photos of him, so that he will become the target of our Wentian Guild's pursuit for the rest of his life."
After just a moment, a high-pitched and fierce voice sounded.
Ling Chen clicked his tongue, he believed that Tough Cow's plan had failed.
Just taking a photo can scare a lot of people. In addition, there are too many people in Wentian Guild this time, and the identity of the tough cow can easily make people guess that the elite boss is fictitious and will be beaten knowingly.
The cow was deceived, and there were only a handful of people who took the risk to come to the rescue.
Regional channel, silent.
Facts have proved that Ling Chen's guess is still an overestimation. Not to mention there are only a handful of people, except for himself, there is not even a single figure outside the Wentian Guild.
"You, get out of here." Someone noticed Ling Chen's presence and immediately waved.
Ling Chen took a few steps back, and the man turned his head back angrily.
"Such a loud tone. Is the Wentian Guild amazing? You actually said such arrogant words. Do you really think that we ordinary players are afraid of you?" The tough cow seemed not to give up so soon, and hummed: "Tell you, the Wentian Guild people
There are more, there are more ordinary players among us. Next time before you utter arrogance, look carefully. Do you know how many ordinary players are around? Let me tell you, it is one million. With only 1,800 of you, we can easily defeat you.
Trampled to pieces."
"Tough cow, there is no need to fan the flames, and there is no need to set a trap for me to make me say harsh words and cause public outrage. No one will come to save you." Liba Shanhe was not fooled. He took a few steps forward and exposed the truth mercilessly.
his thoughts.
"Found it, the man is in the east, Xingchen, go to the east!" The sturdy cow shouted excitedly on the voice channel.
"Are you looking for that position where you can conquer mountains and rivers?" Ling Chen was stunned.
"This is the first time I have fallen into a trap and been forced to call for reinforcements. How can I let it go?" the tough cow snorted.
Ling Chen said confusedly: "You don't intend to let the players around you disrupt Wentian Guild's camp."
"With so many people in the Wentian Guild, who dares to come?" the tough cow asked back.
Ling Chen was ashamed, he couldn't catch up with this wild idea.
"Is the speed of the small fireball okay?" The tough cow confirmed again.
"Don't worry, you can take action at any time." Ling Chen said.
"Then don't wait, now!"
In the center of the sky full of rocks, the sturdy cow suddenly waved the magic wand in his hand, and white light continued to cover his body, forming layers of air shields around him. In front of this air shield, the huge rocks clanged.
And the sound can no longer break through even a little bit.
"He is moving eastward, and the team is slowly moving eastward." To the east, the tall Liba Shanhe sneered: "Strong cows, don't use any additional status or skills to fight to the death. Return to the resurrection point with peace of mind.
, we have arranged the manpower to receive you there."
"Don't be complacent. Believe it or not, my friend is right behind you?" the tough cow said disdainfully as she stepped forward.
Liba Shanhe glanced back subconsciously, with a hint of embarrassment on his stern face.
The people behind him were all members of his own guild. If someone really came in, there was no way he wouldn't know about it.
"How about it, are you afraid? Surrender! If you surrender, I will allow you to self-destruct." The tough cow saw the action of conquering mountains and rivers, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"Pick out ten magicians from each side to carry out long-range attacks!" Liba Shanhe said angrily: "Tough cow, you asked for this. I originally wanted to slowly grind you to death, but now... I will send you a reply within half an hour.
Live Point.”
"What if you don't send me back to the resurrection point within half an hour? Can you bark like a dog?" The tough cow didn't care at all about the magicians rushing forward from all sides, and the cunning smile still hung on her face.
"Attack!" Liba Shanhe shouted in a deep voice.
On all sides, forty magicians were five meters apart, advancing step by step. After narrowing the distance to within the magic attack range of both sides, they all raised their magic wands, red, white, blue... each one
Lights of various colors are constantly brewing on the top of the staff.
call……
The sturdy cow was the fastest, and a black light flew out quickly, hitting an ice magician. Then, under the helpless eyes of the ice magician, the white light hit his chest.
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The white light shines. The ice magician does not have as much health as the monster, nor does he have the defense of the shield warrior. Under the double blow of black light and white light, the health value instantly drops to zero.
Huhuhu...
In just about four or five seconds, from the south, a small fire dragon with a breath of air flew out towards the sturdy cow. From the north, an icicle about a foot in diameter hit it...
Various low-level magics that were chanted for a short time were shot at the sturdy cows, and the roaring sound was endless.
Facing the simultaneous attacks of forty magicians and the ultra-long-range strikes of more than a hundred trebuchets, the sturdy cow was in a state of distress, but she was in good spirits. In addition to giving herself a blood-increasing magic every ten seconds,
From time to time, he would scold Li Libishanhe on the regional channel, or he would mock Wentian Guild a few times, and he didn't look like he would die in a short time.
"Let's see how long you can jump!" Liba Shanhe stared coldly at the sturdy cow. So what if he was the most powerful light magician in Yuhan City? Being surrounded by more than a thousand people, there was only one way to die.
"Hey, who's done eating and throwing a little fireball over here?"
To the east, the members in the back row of Wentian Guild saw a slow and slow fireball flying overhead, and some couldn't help but ask.
"Who knows why it flies so slowly? Otherwise, how could there be such a slow fireball?"
"Here comes another one, who is it? This guy doesn't think that the attack range of the small fireball can reach hundreds of meters and hit that sturdy cow, right?"
Many people turned their heads and looked back, only to realize that there was another player standing behind them.
At this moment, the third slowly slow fireball flew out of the player's magic wand.
Ling Chen smacked his lips and drank a few bottles of blue medicine with a smile. Under the gaze of nearly a hundred pairs of eyes, he raised his magic wand and a small fireball suddenly flew out at an extremely fast speed.
In the front row, an archer raised his arm, extended his index finger, and curiously poked at the small fireball flying slowly overhead.
When the extremely fast small fireball was still three or four meters away, the tip of the index finger had already taken the lead and stabbed the slow small fireball.
(Thanks to scrooge, Feng Liandiewu for the reward, o(n_n)o~... please recommend and vote for fire support!);
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