Tyrant Tianmou looked at the confused Zhushen, and sneered: "Wentian, you also have today, take pictures of all these videos, and then post them on major websites to let them know that we Tyrants don't have to wait for the teleportation to be opened.
Destroy Zhushen and Tiannan."
"Haha, boss, I've been taking pictures, what should we do next?" Tyrant Xiaokai asked with a smile.
"Of course it's the final decisive battle. Come with me to capture Guyue Village. After this incident, my position in Overlord will definitely be more stable. In the future, money and beauties will not be enough to make me laugh." Overlord.
Tianmou laughed and led the people to bypass the battle and go straight to the cornerstone of Guyue Village.
There are less than a hundred mages left in Guyue Village, but they are still resisting desperately.
Tyrant Tianmou's murderous act made the scene even more serious in an instant. Bai Yi still maintained her faint smile and stood in the crowd. She looked at everything around her, including the thousands of troops and horses, the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, and her heart felt indifferent.
One after another, the God Killing players fell, Ying Jiashi fell, Wan'er fell, and finally Xue Wu could not withstand the attacks of so many people and turned into a shadow.
Only Bai Yi was left standing among the enemies. She was dressed in pure white sacrificial clothes and had a faint smile, like a goddess who had never been contaminated by the secular world.
Tyrant Tianmou said with a sneer: "Haha, it is our Tyrant who laughs last. Bai Yiyi, I didn't expect that we would meet here, let alone that although we are still opponents, there is a man behind you."
The meaning of this sentence is that Bai Yiyi was turbulent and surrounded by ridicule, but Bai Yiyi still calmly looked ahead despite the ridicule of so many people, her red lips lightly opened: "Haha, you have lost the tyrant's plan.
."
"Haha, you don't need to delay, there are still five minutes to kill you, explode your God-killing gang seal, and smash it into pieces. This Guyue Village is a village without an owner, does it take five minutes to kill you?
." Overlord Tianmou sneered.
Bai Yi did not answer, but showed a confident smile.
Tyrant Tianmou seemed to have suddenly thought of something. His expression changed and he roared angrily: "Concentrate all your attacks on me to kill Wentian. We have fallen into a trap. This gang will mark Wentian's body."
Bai Yi's faint smile became even stronger. She was surrounded by attacks all around. Bai Yi looked in the direction of Liu Feng and said lightly: "Wentian, we can only help you get here, the remaining five minutes are
It’s up to you.”
Liu Feng's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his cold eyes scanned the enemy's ranks. He said coldly: "Bai Yi, leave the rest to me."
Liu Feng roared angrily: "Everyone has seen that Bai Yi and the others did not sacrifice in vain. For the sake of Guyue Village, if you are still messing around here, you will only live up to their sacrifice."
Liu Feng's words stunned everyone. Although Tian Zhen didn't know what happened, he felt a little guilty in his heart. He regained his composure and turned around, saying in an apologetic voice: "I'm sorry, Wentian
,I……"
Liu Feng looked at the enemy with cold eyes: "It doesn't matter what you say now. You must hold on to the last five minutes. In order that everyone's sacrifice will not be in vain, use all your strength and fight!"
Liu Feng's roar made all the brothers around him shout after him. His momentum was high for a while, but the attacks of the surrounding enemies also increased a lot.
The long-range professions that had been dispersed by Liu Feng and the others had once again assembled their teams and started frantically attacking the God-killing Guild and the Tiannan Guild, which were surrounded by swordsmen.
I didn't expect that such a fierce team would appear in such a short period of time. This Tyrant Tianmou really has two brushes. If Tyrant's plane still brings people here this time, I'm afraid 20,000 people are enough to deal with Tyrant.
of 80,000 people.
Liu Feng did not rush out, but adopted a conservative style of play, because his life was not only responsible for his own honor, but also the efforts of these tens of thousands of people.
With 3 minutes left, the number of Zhushen and Tiannan gangs quickly shrunk to 1,000.
Tyrant Tianmou no longer cared about his image. He was completely different from the calm and composed look before. He roared: "Don't hold back, release me no matter what attack, kill, kill, kill!"
The sky-wide attacks washed away the God Killing and Tiannan Guild round after round. Each round of attacks took away the lives of a large number of brothers. Liu Feng also roared: "Brothers, use our swords to tell everyone,
Those who kill gods are not allowed to be violated."
Liu Feng's speed was maximized. There was no sacrifice to increase blood, he drank level 5 blood medicine by himself, and there was no mage's attack. The sharpest attack in his hand represented the mage's attack. He himself was a powerful swordsman, and he represented
With the hope of brothers.
Liu Feng led his dwindling number of brothers to kill desperately in the remaining time.
As time passed, everyone's nerves were strained. Overlord Tianmou looked at the little time left and roared: "All attacks should be focused on Wentian, hurry!"
Dense attacks flew towards Liu Feng from all directions. Liu Feng calmly activated his invincible skills. His body was like an invincible god of war, quickly dodging and killing in the attacks of Tyrant players.
There was another wave of attacks all over the sky. What Liu Feng didn't expect was that the dozen or so players behind him all rushed in front of him, blocking all the attacks for him. Madman died, Tianzhen died, and Anan was also standing there.
Slowly disappear.
Liu Feng did not refuse the protection of his brothers. He knew that the most important thing at this moment was to save his own life. He maximized his speed and attack, constantly shuttling through the crowd.
However, Batian's crowd was too dense, and even at such a high speed, they could only be restricted in this small space. Liu Feng finally fell down. Before all the Batian players could be happy, they saw Liu Feng resurrecting.
Under the resurrection of the goddess, she stood up again.
Liu Feng, who stood up, did not see any relief in his eyes, because a dark shadow appeared above his head, as if dark clouds had suddenly gathered.
There was another wave of attacks all over the sky. There were only a few seconds left. Time almost stopped at this moment. Everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of Wentian. The battle or defeat depended on this last wave of attacks all over the sky.
Liu Feng watched the attacks all over the sky falling towards him rapidly, and he knew that his brothers were with him.
When the time stopped at 1 second, Liu Feng was surrounded by intensive attacks within a dozen meters. Even a real god could not avoid such attacks.
When Tyrant Tianmou saw such a scene, he laughed and said: "Haha, my Tyrant Gang is the final winner. No matter how awesome you are in Qinglong City, Wentian, you will still be defeated by me, Tyrant Tianmou in the end."
in hands.
The Overlord players looked at each other, as if they didn't believe they had won, and then burst into excited voices.
A faint sneer suddenly appeared in the crowd. Although it was not very loud, the sneer spread quickly like a plague. Everyone was surprised to find a familiar figure in the crowd.
