But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Qian Cheng's second sword slashing down again immediately. Along with a burst of golden light, he saw an explosion of damage suddenly floating above his head——
-5104!
A critical strike of the knife was triggered, and in the dull eyes of the Return of the King, he saw his Divine Heavenly Soldier throw away two Hunyuan Golden Hammers, and fell straight down with a "snap"...
"...Monster."
Seeing that he was knocked down by Qian Cheng's two swords at the beginning, The Return of the King was silent for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh at himself. He had absolutely nothing to say to this monster that was about to kill people.
And compared to the bitter look on The Return of the King, his female companion was completely dumbfounded at this time!
She didn’t understand why there was such an unreasonable Tang Dynasty in this game, but it was outrageous to kill the Return of the King who was protected by Furong with just two swords to break the blood in an instant!
"Not bad."
At this time, the only person on the field who was in a happy mood was probably Fang Yun himself.
This result was actually somewhat beyond his expectation. After all, although the Return of the King had been beaten a few times by him, he was not particularly weak. No matter how much damage he did, it would not be that easy to knock the opponent down with two sabers.
.
But maybe it's because the opponent has been having bad luck recently. Two swords breaking blood actually triggered a critical hit directly. There's nothing he can do about it. With his damage, once he hits a critical hit, let alone a dragon palace like Return of the King, even if
A monk would probably lie down in the same way.
"I'm sorry, brother Gui Hui, but I'm a bit harsh, please be more patient."
Glancing at the Return of the King who was lying on the ground in silence across from him, Fang Yun was also a little embarrassed. After all, although this guy used to be very annoying, he has completely settled down since the destruction of the Proud Brotherhood, and now he can almost be regarded as a big guy.
Good people.
Facing the return of the king who had 'reformed', he directly killed him with two swords, and he did it in front of his female companion, which was really not very particular.
Hearing his words, Return of the King sighed and said: "It's okay. In fact, I knew there would be such a result from the moment I was ordered by you. Now it's just that I lost one round early."
"Okay, I've sharpened my knife anyway, so I'll leave now. See you later~"
Seeing that the return of the king did not take it seriously, Fang Yun smiled and did not attack the little Putuo next to him. When the battle came to the second round, he casually clicked on escape.
And Wang Guixiu not only apologized proactively after seeing Qian Cheng put him down, but also stopped attacking his female companion and directly chose to run away. At this time, he just felt like he was living in hell. Such a famous person in the district
The Living King of Hell suddenly started to act like a human being, and he couldn't get used to it for a while.
But no matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to respond to Qian Cheng's overtures no matter what.
"Goodbye, brother Cheng, come and play again when you have time! #笑面"
At the moment when the countdown was about to end, Return of the King suddenly posted this sentence in front of him.
And Fang Yun almost couldn't help but spit out water after seeing this. He thought that this guy must have some masochistic tendencies. He was beaten so badly, but he still dared to let him come over to play when he was free.
, simply a true warrior.
A few seconds later, as the character successfully escaped from the battle, Fang Yun clicked on the flying talisman and flew to the rooftop as quickly as possible without saying a word.
The moment he landed on the rooftop, he felt relieved.
When he was sparring with The Return of the King, he found that there were many people chatting outside. His name appeared quite frequently between the lines. It was obvious that he had been targeted by a large number of players in the ring!
Therefore, he used the flying charm to escape as soon as he got out of the battle. If he dared to hesitate for even half a second, he might not be able to leave even if he wanted to, and he would have to be delayed for at least an hour before he could escape.
After successfully leaving the ring, he stood on the rooftop, holding his chin and thinking about the battle just now.
Everything was as he expected. Facing the return of the king who quit the happy game of hegemony, his Datang still killed him instantly with two swords, but the damage it dealt was not particularly crushing. If the sword hadn't hit him critically, he would have
There is simply no way to knock the opponent down in one turn.
Of course, he can also choose to sweep in the first round, but if he has the choice, he is actually unwilling to sweep in the beginning, because that means giving up the initiative in the next round.
Although in this fantasy game, as players become more and more mature, flash sales will become a thing of the past sooner or later.
But for Fang Yun, if he wants to become the undisputed No. 1 of the Tang Dynasty government, his pursuit of damage can never stop. Even if he cannot kill instantly, he must always become the most deadly presence on the field!
After thinking for a while, he retracted his thoughts and decided to continue brushing the baby ring when he had time. At least he had to brush out a 140 sword book and identify it as a high-damage weapon.
Throwing the Datang account to the hosting assistant and hanging up to continue gaining experience, he switched the window to the Dragon Palace account and the Wuzhuang account, and asked these two accounts to lead the force-splitting night Rakshasa and force-splitting turtle team to Dayan.
As soon as I squatted in the tower, I started to practice baby.
Several accounts were busy grinding experience and training babies for the time being. When he finally had his hands free, he turned his chair and planned to start working on several stall accounts on the secondary screen.
But just as he turned around, he looked up and saw that the friend icon with the account number Ou Yezi was flashing.
Seeing the flashing friend icon, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He opened it slightly and saw that the person who sent the message was indeed the 'Qian Ge' who had just bought a car of whipped needles from him yesterday.
"Hello, I would like to ask, do you still have unidentified whip thorns in your hand?"
Looking at the inquiry sent by Qiange, a little rich woman, Fang Yun, knowing that she probably failed to identify the levelless person, gently rubbed his temples and replied helplessly: "Sister, didn't we just talk yesterday?
, I don’t usually make whip spikes, so how could I have them in stock just one day ago?”
"oh……"
Faced with his helpless reply, Qian Ge was silent for a few seconds and replied: "Then do you think this is okay? I happen to have a batch of whipped book irons in my hand right now. I will pay you for making them. How about you help me make them?
?”
Hearing this, Fang Yun was completely speechless, and said directly: "No, my physical strength is very precious, and I can't use it all to make a whip for you."
"Don't refuse in a hurry."
Faced with his unhesitating refusal, Qian Ge showed great patience, "I know that your physical strength should be used to build those more popular weapons, so in order to prevent you from losing money, I can use the building fee as the
I will help you make up for it. In this way, no matter the level, I will provide you with the book and iron, and you only need to use your physical strength to help me build weapons, and I will give you 3 million in building fees for each piece. Do you think this is okay?"