Wang Meng pressed down the Dragon Storm Sword with his hand. Perhaps he was not afraid of these attacks, but you must know that most of the players here are masters in the Immortal Dynasty, and one can defeat a hundred. If you want to solve it like this
Opponent, things are too difficult for Wang Meng.
After a while, the players arrived, whistling spells, and dancing bows and arrows, like raindrops under the starlight, hitting hard and flying every now and then.
"Wang Meng, you can't escape."
"If you kill so many of us, our Immortal Dynasty will naturally raise a large army to hunt you down. Haha... just wait for death!"
Shouts were heard one after another. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many opponents that Wang Meng had to deal with here, in this case, Wang Meng would not have given the opponent any chance at all.
Gritting his teeth, Wang Meng rushed over the next moment.
"Since it's you who want to fight, well, come on, let me see how much fighting power you ants have!" Wang Meng had a sneer on his face. It doesn't matter if there are many opponents, no matter what the opponent can do
It doesn’t matter if the world laughs wildly, I am just a warrior, and the sword in my hand is only to defend my dignity.
exist.
His feet moved, and the next moment, Wang Meng rushed out and swooped down. The lava dragon beast neighed, and Yuan Yuan in his arms tightly pulled the corners of Wang Meng's clothes. Perhaps, just like that touch under the long river of time,
Colorful and colorful.
"Brother, be careful..."
The long sword trembled, and suddenly a sword light mixed with strong wind swept out. The target was directed at a little warrior who was rushing in front of him. This kid was running so happily, it was obvious that he was looking for death.
The sword light instantly penetrated into the opponent's body, and the sword energy came out through the body, bringing out a super high damage figure.
-18271
As he killed more opponents, Wang Meng became more proficient in using his skills. Now, he would only attack the opponent's weaknesses. In this way, Wang Meng's performance could be said to have reached a peak.
As for the priest Yuan Yuan, under the protection of Wang Meng, he also performed well. Although the vitality and blood of the two people have been declining, fortunately they are still at a safe level. But even so, as time goes by, the two people
People are already surrounded, and death is only a matter of time.
Wang Meng is not afraid of death. In fact, after being locked in the game on the first day, what Wang Meng needs to face every morning is a question of time. 100 days, one less day! You can feel death anytime, anywhere.
Threats can be felt anytime and anywhere, and the heartbeat frequency can be felt.
That does not exist because of life, but at certain moments, in those time and space, in the years of waiting, there is just another reincarnation.
…
The blood in his body was already gushing out, and the corners of his mouth that were dry due to excitement seemed a little bitter. He couldn't help but lick his chapped lips and let out a wry smile. "Far away, let's rush!"
The vitality of both of them has dropped to about 10%. Reinforcements sent by the Immortal Dynasty have also arrived from the city of Athena, and they are gathering more and more. The gap in numbers has once again been infinitely magnified.
"Brother, why don't we arrange for brothers with blood-stained swords to come and help?" A childish voice sounded a little confused.
"From the destruction of Jin Ge to the re-establishment of the blood-stained sword, our guild and our brothers can no longer withstand the torment. This battle is a battle of dignity, and the only ones who compose this myth are you and me.
"
He nodded as if he had realized something from a distance: "Okay, brother, let's go!"
The two of them drank a bottle of blood almost at the same time, and even gave up treatment. They held the staff and waved it beside Wang Meng.
Like a sharp knife piercing the opponent's camp, the screams, the sound of blood flowing, the crisp sound of the sword blades... are intertwined and fermented.
The toughness bar of the Lavadramon under the crotch dropped from the initial 100% to 50%, and it quickly continued to drop until it completely disappeared.
"Fuck!" Wang Meng cursed secretly, and took the soft and delicate body beside him into his arms. The moment before the mount disappeared, the two of them were out of each other's fire zone. And at this moment, the surrounding players
I also encountered some things.
Although he successfully escaped from danger, Wang Meng was not happy at all. As a god-level mount, the Lava Dragon Beast, with attributes up to level 54, he can add a lot of attributes to himself, especially the total energy and blood, life and health.
The upper limit of 50,000 health points has been increased. Now that the mount has been knocked off, he becomes more and more dangerous.
Once again, he felt death so clearly, and the demon angel's sickle was even waving over his head, seeming to be shouting: "Come on, come with me, Wang Meng, you are living in such pain in this world, the intoxicating paradise is yours."
The final resting place.”
He gritted his teeth, didn't want to speak, and didn't even want to open his eyes. He couldn't feel the attacks on his body at all. His arms just rose and fell mechanically. Almost every time he fell, one of the opposing players would fall.
I don’t know how long this situation lasted, or Wang Meng couldn’t feel the passage of time at all.
I can just feel more and more attacks falling on me, and the players around me can also feel more and more attacks...
Finally, a scream sounded not far away.
"ah……"
It seemed to be a domino effect, the screams were getting louder and louder, and they were getting closer and closer to me.
"Hey, what's going on?" Wang Meng opened his eyes in surprise, and then realized that from a distance, among the players, there seemed to be a dragon swimming through the crowd, and there would be one more with each attack.
Player's downfall.
Looking at the person coming, Wang Meng became more and more surprised: "It's him? What's going on?"
Wang Meng shook his head helplessly. Wang Meng had never expected to encounter such a situation. After all, there were still many things to solve, and if he wanted to solve his opponent, one of the most important things was probably to use attacks.
The ice-blue staff and the wandering dragon are none other than Chi Heng, an operational mage player who owns the Withered Wood Dragon's Roar Staff. He once had a chance encounter with Wang Meng during a mercenary mission released by Yiye.
. Later, after they were separated, he never appeared again. I didn’t expect that this time, he would reappear in this place.
Wang Meng felt that he was surprised. This was one aspect, and the second aspect was that he and Chi Heng did not actually have any deep friendship. Although the number of opponents was over 10,000 this time, he knew that the opponent was from the guild of the Immortal Dynasty.
Sometimes, a single player can still help, which is really touching.
In Wang Meng's eyes, he didn't know what kind of brain Chi Heng was using. He was constantly weaving in and out of the opponent's crowd, and the opponent's attacks could not touch his body at all. Chi Heng kept rushing in, at different times.
After meeting, he arrived next to Wang Meng.
With a wry smile, Wang Meng spread his hands helplessly: "Brother, there seem to be many people. Even if you come, it will only add one more casualty."
Chi Heng shook his head. Wang Meng originally thought that the other party was not here to help, but soon, Chi Heng said: "You and her go first."
Then, he looked Wang Meng up and down and said helplessly: "You can go out."
He drank the last blood bottle in the package from afar, and said helplessly: "There is no problem with anything else. The only thing now is that I don't have many blood bottles left. As long as there is energy and blood to replenish, I can drink it."
It will definitely not be a problem if you go out."
Before he finished speaking, Chi Heng handed over a set of red potions and a set of blue potions. He smiled and said, "That's all I have left. These two sets of blood bottles are enough. Remember to pay me back!"
Between brothers, there is no need for too many words. The fact that Chi Heng came here has already explained everything. Chi Heng's visit this time is just to buy time for Wang and Meng to escape. Players can be resurrected after death, and the data of NPCs will be returned after death.
Zero. This is the difference between them.
Naturally, Wang Meng would not say anything about Chi Heng's choice, but he had already engraved it in his heart. Such a brother who valued love and righteousness would never say a word to anyone who could help if needed in the future.
"That's natural. I, Wang Meng, never owe money!"
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and laughed.
…
Waving his arms, he held Yuanyuan in his arms and rushed out.
The players encountered were dealt with accordingly, and after a while, the fallen players piled up around them. A way of survival appeared under the sword after Chi Heng attracted most of the combat power.
Finally, the body under the sword was thrown out again. There was no enemy in the front. In the rear, there were only the crowds of the Immortal Dynasty who were shouting to fight and kill, and their number was not large.
Although he no longer has a mount, Wang Meng's speed is much faster than that of ordinary players. Even assassins, archers and other professions that are good at agility are far behind Wang Meng.
With the speed maintained, Wang Meng soon left everyone far behind. At this time, a "Much!" suddenly came from behind.
Wang Meng's body trembled suddenly. Chi Heng was dead. His brother was besieged to death for his own safety and that of Yuan Yuan.
He could only grit his teeth and move faster and faster.
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Hermit Village, Mr. Wang.
With his hands behind his back, he kept walking back and forth, crossing his feet, his eyebrows were already knitted together, everything in front of him could no longer be seen clearly, and there was only that one thing in his mind.
Mr. Wang: "How is it possible? How is it possible? Where is the last Chaos Necklace?"
His eyes were wandering, and he looked into the distance to see the dragon pillar that was winding up and swimming in the sky, the pinnacle of the snowy land.
"Why didn't I discover it back then?" The question became more and more obvious. At this time, Wang Meng had everything engraved on his face. If Wang Meng was here, he would definitely laugh at this gray-bearded village chief. He doesn't understand what art is at all.
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"Damn, how should I tell that young man all this?" Wang Laoting was helpless, wondering if he had to go out again? Thinking of the white and tender thighs of the beauties in the town, the village chief's heart
