Zhang Ning frowned. At this stage, inscription rubbings are still a rare resource in the game and are not sold on the market at all. Even if Zhuang Shufan has more energy and can buy some back, the quantity cannot be too large.
So, if each of the 20 or so people in front of them has six pieces of defensive equipment engraved with inscriptions, there can only be one explanation. They pooled all their resources together to create the 20 or so people in front of them.
Ascetic.
If your guess is correct, then there is not nothing you can do.
Zhang Ning took a look at his skill list. The six-color skill icons lit up, and the skill CD time was up. He immediately contacted Stop and Go in a single line: "Stop and Go, when can your next Flame Wind Talisman be used?"
"There are still 10 seconds left. The skill CDs of Wind Talisman and Fire Talisman are not very long, brother." He stopped and answered.
Zhang Ning nodded: "Very good, let's try again in ten seconds. This time I will use the plum cent and six colors, and you continue to use the flames and wind talisman. I don't believe that you can't kill him instantly."
Zou Zai replied obediently: "Well, I will listen to you, brother."
When the ten-second skill CD time expired, Zhang Ning asked the other two musicians to put the ascetic in the lost-soul state at the same time. As a sonorous magic sound was played from the strings, the ascetic just now fell into the lost-soul state again.
.
"Bah, bang, bang!" The blue handleless flying sword instantly split into six pieces. At the same time, he flicked his fingers, and two yellowish talisman papers were shot one after the other.
"Shit! They want to focus their fire to kill Old Twelve instantly. Quick, target Old Twelve and throw first aid indiscriminately." Another ascetic next to him immediately saw the clues and shouted.
Countless first aid techniques were piled on the ascetic's body, and a series of green treatment numbers instantly lit up on the ascetic's forehead.
All the attention of those demon players were focused on the ascetic monk who was in a state of soullessness. No one thought that the target of the attack that Zhang Ning had privately told him was actually another person.
The next moment, the talisman suddenly disappeared, and a fire dragon instantly engulfed another teammate next to the ascetic who fell into a state of soullessness. When the fire dragon soared on the ascetic's black monk's clothes, the rune lines engraved on the ascetic's equipment instantly
It lit up, and six sharp sword blades sank into his body at the same time.
"Chi chi chi..."
As six muffled sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh came, a large purple damage number first floated on the ascetic's forehead. Behind the purple damage number were six red damage numbers with similar values in series. The ascetic's energy and blood instantly
Being emptied, with eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief on his face, he dropped the sword in his hand and died.
"Damn it, their target turned out to be Thirteen." One of the ascetics cursed.
"Oh, that's so insignificant. You're actually making a fool of yourself." The twelfth-ranked ascetic recovered from his lost state and immediately shouted angrily.
Zhuang Shufan hid in the crowd and couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly. The twenty-odd ascetics in front of him were super iron plates that he had spent a lot of energy and money to build. During this period, he relied on these twenty-odd ascetics.
People's super defense, whether it is opening up new maps or fighting with different forces, is always beneficial.
As a result, these people appeared on the PVP battlefield, and within five minutes of the confrontation between the two sides, one of them was killed by the enemy. This made Zhuang Shufan immediately feel great pressure.
In order to successfully chase Lin Xue, Zhang Ning was positioned as his main opponent in the game in the future. The battle with Zhang Ning must not be lost.
As a result, when the two sides met for the first time, Zhang Ning did not disappoint him. The coordination between the two parties was perfect. The two of them joined forces to attack, and the timing of their attacks was perfectly coordinated, leaving no chance for him to intervene for first aid.
Chance.
"The two bosses have done a great job. Let's beat the hell out of them and kill the twenty or so ascetics in front of them. Then everyone will rush over and send these demons out of the dungeon."
"Haha, the boss's operation is still so YD."
The first iron-faced ascetic was successfully killed, and the morale of the players on Purple Star's side was immediately boosted. The talisman master's long-range attacks, and the musician's movement of performing mental control became smoother than before.
The CD time of Plum Points and Six Colors is two minutes, so every two minutes, an ascetic in the opponent's front row camp screams and falls under the joint attack of Zhang Ning and Zou Stop.
When choosing the target to attack, Zhang Ning was completely in contact with a stop-and-go line. The two of them pointed east to west and pointed north, without giving the other party a chance to prevent it in advance. When they encountered such smart and well-cooperated opponents, those demon ascetics
I can only lament my bad luck.
However, while Zhang Ning and Go and Stop continued to join forces to kill the other front-row ascetics, the losses on the Purple Star side were even heavier. The ascetics on the Purple Star side were far less well-equipped than their opponents. Facing the overwhelming force headed by Zhuang Shufan from the opposite side,
With the long-range attack, many people could not survive for more than a minute and died directly despite the first aid of their companions behind them.
The battle lasted for 50 minutes. When Zhang Ning and Zou Stop finally killed Zhuang Shufan's ace ascetic team, which was known as the 28th Bronze Man but actually only had 25 people, Zixing had already been killed by the opponent nearly one after another.
With 500 people, the exchange ratio between the two sides was close to a terrifying 20:1.
However, after successfully breaking through the human wall composed of the "Twenty-Eight Bronze Men", Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he killed the opponent's most important pillar, it was not certain who would win the battle in the end.
"Brothers, the boss has finally destroyed the opponent's 28-man formation. Now it's up to us to see how we perform. Everyone, come with me and kill!" The leader of a hundred-man regiment from Purple Star shouted,
Carrying a steel knife, he rushed forward from behind a group of ascetics, raised the knife and knocked over a remaining ascetic on the opposite side.
Inspired by him, a group of Purple Star players who had been suppressed for nearly an hour suddenly burst out with a powerful force, screaming and rushing over desperately.
The battle in the canyon became fierce again. Players continued to die amidst the shouts, or they were suddenly hit by the musician's Tianyin Resurrection during the charge, and their bodies were suddenly unable to move. Then they were killed by the opponent's Talisman Master's concentrated fire.
Zhang Ning hid his figure behind a group of ascetics, his flying swords kept breaking through the air, and the blue handleless flying swords directly rushed into the opponent's Talisman Master camp, quickly harvesting the lives of those Talisman Masters with fragile physiques.
While desperately harvesting heads, Zhang Ning had been trying to find Zhuang Shufan, but Zhuang Shufan was also very smart and didn't know which ascetic he was hiding his body behind. The black flying sword kept moving around the purple star according to his thoughts.
He was wreaking havoc in the cloth armor lineup, but Zhang Ning was unable to accurately grasp his position.
Suddenly, Zhang Ning's heart trembled, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart for no reason. He immediately realized that he had been targeted by Zhuang Shufan.
At this moment, a dull black flying sword roared towards him from the crowd. Zhang Ning's eyes narrowed sharply, and his body quickly flashed out, and he quickly dodged two positions to the left.
Before he could even stand firm, with a "Clang!" sound, the black flying sword instantly pierced the body of an ascetic behind him, knocking out nearly 2,000 health points of that ascetic.
A chill flashed through the back of Zhang Ning's head. If the sword had hit him just now, he would have been instantly killed. It seems that he was too involved in the attack just now, so that he neglected to guard against it. As a result, the opponent's musician successfully calculated
Your own hiding place.
In fact, the terrain in the canyon is so narrow that it is not too difficult for the musician to successfully calculate the coordinates of the opponent. Almost at the same time that Zhuang Shufan attacked Zhang Ning with his sword, he stopped and threw a flaming wind talisman towards the opponent's camp, and then heard
Zhuang Shufan let out a cry of surprise and ran away in embarrassment.
In the first confrontation between the two sides, Zhuang Shufan had a slight advantage, but this advantage was quickly eliminated.
At this time, the members of Purple Star had regained the initiative in the battle. Zhuang Shufan's disadvantage of concentrating all superior resources on a small number of people finally became apparent. As those twenty people died one after another, the entire defense line was completely lost.
The backbone began to retreat steadily under the impact of the members of the Purple Star Gang.
During World War II, the Germans also concentrated all their superior resources to build a very powerful tank force. At that time, the German Tiger tanks were almost invincible, but in the end they were defeated by the Soviets. This is the reason.
Seeing his team retreating steadily, Zhuang Shufan's face was very ugly. He stood in the crowd and kept shouting and yelling: "Hold it, don't back away, you bastards, I spent so much money to support you."
I want you to play your role at the critical moment, how can you step back from me?"
Although Zhuang Shufan kept shouting there, the entire team's defensive front now lacked a strong defensive core, and the trend of failure was simply unstoppable.
"Young Master Fan, if a hero does not suffer immediate losses, I suggest that we retreat temporarily." The middle-aged ascetic beside Zhuang Shufan suggested.
Zhuang Shufan had a sad look on his face, but his mind was extremely determined: "We took the initiative to intercept this strange force from Purple Star, but ended up losing first. This will have a huge impact on both our gang's reputation and the entire war.
, No, we must not give up until the last moment."
"What now?"
Zhuang Shufan thought for a while: "Forget it, face is just a cloud. It's important to save the Long Snake Valley. Quickly contact the Bloodland Gone City and ask them if they can send some people to support."
The middle-aged ascetic nodded and agreed: "Yes, I will contact you immediately."
Zhuang Shufan: "Forget it, I'll contact you personally."
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