I don't know who remembered the shouts of the 'late' female knight, and a group of people began to run towards the east in a swarm.
Lin Yutian listened to the shouts of the players around him and hesitated a little in his heart, but it would be a pity not to take advantage of the 'experience' he put on his lips.
Besides, what masters are there in front of him at this time? The attributes of these players without equipment blessings are completely crushed. As long as these players are not forced to a dead end and resist excessively, he can continue to gain such experience.
Why not.
"The Wild Boar BOSS is full of blood. It is said that he has evolved and is stronger." The knight captain said quickly in the team channel. While running, he gathered the information from the front. "The physical defense is very high. We only have a few
Can barely break through the defense."
"Get into the Huiyan formation!" Zijinglan issued the order habitually, and the nine running knights also quickly changed their positions, obviously rehearsing very skillfully.
"No, I can't run anymore!" Ke'er said breathlessly in the team channel. She pinched her waist and leaned against a tree and stopped, watching helplessly as ten knights with amazing physical strength left her. "Cousin, you guys
Kill first, I will rest for a while and then go over."
"You will start training after killing the wild boar," Zijinglan's voice contained no emotion or anger. She probably remembered the two humiliations in Novice Village, which made her unable to let go of the little wild boar for a long time. "There are some techniques that can make you run.
Minimize fatigue when riding a horse, Lao Zheng, you can teach her later."
"Okay, captain." The knight captain responded, considered his words, and said again: "Captain, based on the forum and the data reflected previously, we may not be the opponent of the wild boar BOSS. It is good to kill him.
But if... it may affect the reputation of our group. There are already hundreds of players participating there, and more people are rushing there."
"Reputation cannot be established in one day, nor can it be destroyed in one battle."
Zijing Lan waved the spear in her hand, with a cold evil look in her eyes, "This wild boar must die."
"Well, we have a high probability of winning." Since the leader said such words, the knight captain did not dare to say more, thinking in his mind how to mobilize the surrounding players to attack later.
These losers must be very active when it comes to grabbing equipment and gaining experience, but it must be very difficult for them to step in and block damage. This is also human nature. After all, the players who gathered together in a chaotic manner did not start a civil war before the BOSS fell.
Very qualified.
There were noisy sounds from the front, and a group of players could be seen running towards this side in a chaotic manner from a distance.
"Fuck! Don't chase me!"
"Run! Go to the thieves control! Are there not many thieves around? I'll kill you greedy people!"
There were many people in the crowd shouting and yelling, but more than a dozen thieves hid in the crowd and did not show up. The unorganized player team would not obey anyone unless someone stood up and had the authority to control the surrounding players.
Lin Yutian had noticed this point among the players, and had been looking for some cloth-armored professions among the players to fight for seconds. He rushed left and right, but his blood volume dropped very slowly. At this time, his consciousness returned, and compared to the time when he was first attacked by the wild
When driving, it is a little less ferocious, but it has rationality, observation and judgment of the surrounding environment, and a grasp of the player's psychology.
He didn't know yet that ten knights were approaching fiercely a few hundred meters away. They were still knocking down players, and then he studied the triggering skills of the bloodthirsty blood-sucking effect of the fangs.
Lin Yutian also gained some experience through the lying corpses of more than 20 cloth-armored professions. After the fangs pierce the player's neck artery, he activates the fangs bloodthirsty skill. This way, the probability of obtaining the blood-sucking effect is higher. The premise is that he
Not full of blood.
The attacks of the surrounding players are becoming more and more scattered and weak. After all, the damage dealt is one or two points each time. Only a few of the surrounding players can rely on skill bonuses to deal more than one point of damage, but the excess value is only two points.
Wandering around until five, I felt quite tired.
The defense and blood-sucking skills of the little wild boar made more and more besieging players unable to complain, and they automatically turned from siege to spectators. The players ran faster and faster, and the players following the little wild boar did not dare to get too close.
I am worried that I will become the next target of this wild boar, but I am not willing to give up the opportunity to develop in front of me.
"Friends in front, get out of the way! The Redbud Knights are acting!"
The powerful voice of the knight captain drowned out the noise in the field. The players who were running away in a hurry couldn't help but be shocked. The players on the periphery gradually gave way to a path. Zijing Lan led the nine knights to slow down and slowly walked towards the attacking player.
little wild boar.
The onlookers quickly formed a circle and highlighted the little wild boar. Lin Yutian, who was standing on the corpse of a player and about to jump off, noticed something unusual around him. When he looked up, he saw a short-haired woman looking at him with an evil expression.
She was holding herself, and behind her were nine tall knights.
The look in this woman's eyes is so strange, as if she owes her millions of dollars. I know you, do you know me well?
The miserable Zijinglan died several times at the hands of a little wild boar, but the latter's memory of the murderer was erased by accident...
"As expected, it's you, come on!"
Zijing Lan gave a low shout, and the nine knights immediately rushed forward, their running steps were at the same height, and the nine knights' spears were arranged neatly, as if they were galloping into the formation. The surrounding players couldn't help but hold their breath.
The blade has been broken in the hands of this little wild boar. What will happen to the famous Redbud Knights?
The little wild boar showed its neat teeth to the ten knights and roared, full of vigilance and threats. Lin Yutian was fierce on the surface at this time, but he was beating a drum in his heart.
What are the origins of these guys? They seem to have a lot of equipment on them, so they should be more difficult to deal with. And what did that woman mean by what she just said? Sure enough, it was me. We met before? Maybe it was part of the memory that was completely erased by the blue screen.
Lin Yutian frowned secretly. Seeing the Nine Knights charging, he suddenly turned around and pounced on the surrounding players. Just like the pattern just now, the little wild boar continued to kill the cloth-armored professions.
The surrounding players couldn't help but be shocked. It was supposed to be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers. How could this little wild boar retreat in the face of battle? It had no chivalry at all!
Maoqiu, talking about chivalry with a game monster...
Lin Yutian couldn't help but chuckle to himself. There were so many people around and it was chaotic. On the premise of harvesting experience, why would he go against these seemingly well-equipped knights?
Do you really think that all wild boars will go crazy or something?
The little wild boars were scurrying around in the crowd, and the formation of the nine knights couldn't help but stop. Lao Zheng gave an order, and the nine people broke into pieces and rushed into the group of players, constantly shouting for the surrounding players to move quickly.
Zijinlan dragged her spear and slowly walked towards the area where the wild boars were raging. She didn't need to say anything, just with her sharp eyes, the players around her began to retreat automatically. The legendary leader of the Bauhinia Knights, this momentum is not in vain.
.
But Lin Yutian took advantage of his thin body and short stature to keep moving around the players. When the bloodthirsty fangs cooled down, he turned around to harvest experience points and led the Nine Knights around in the group of players. For a while, the ferocious flames of the little wild boar became more fierce.
Victory, the surrounding players become more and more chaotic.
Is this considered IQ suppression? Lin Yutian suddenly found some sense of superiority in being a wild boar.
Gouge!
A silvery-white brilliance bloomed beside the little wild boar. That was because the thief among the players couldn't help but take action, but before the dagger could hit the little wild boar's head, the little wild boar suddenly transformed into a red light and rushed forward. Players along the way dodged.
If not, countless people will be knocked away.
Whether intentionally or not, Lin Yutian focused on the short-haired beauty, the one who seemed to be familiar with him.
"Hmph!" The moment a gray mark appeared on Zijinglan's head, she straightened up her spear and faced the wild boar's brutal collision. She should be considered the one with the deepest experience among the players about the skill of the little wild boar, and she had also thought about it.
Countless ways to resolve it.
The end of the spear was inserted into the ground. Zijinglan's body tensed and arched, her hands tightly grasping the barrel of the gun for support, and the tip of the spear pointed directly in the direction of the flying figure.
The group of players was like plowed pine land. The players who were knocked away flew two meters diagonally to both sides, making the already chaotic team of players even more chaotic. Lin Yutian's footsteps never stopped. Who said that a brutal collision was not possible?
Group attack?
Zijinglan held the barrel of the spear tightly with both hands. The tail end of the spear rested on the ground to provide her with both strength and psychological support.
The previous scenes passed by, and every time the wild boar sneered, every time he mocked, and even every time he assassinated her without any sense, she was almost furious.
