By now, Qingtian and his group could no longer actually be called retreating, but were running away desperately.
All the Tintin Fish magic crystals are used up, and there is not much left; there is not much poison left in Qingtian, and the last bit is left to slow down the rhythm of the following. The various bomb props on everyone are basically used up.
With 1V3 as the center, the righteous chivalrous style, the quick chicken master who lives in the toilet, and the large steamed dumplings form a protective wall in the back row to attract the magic damage of various arrows from the pursuers. Qian Qian is desperately firing the holy light to add strength to everyone.
Blood adds defense, and the only counterattack force is Yuan Fei's SVD rifle and Qiqi's wind spells.
When the archers behind entered the shooting range, Yuan Fei started shooting indiscriminately. He didn't want to kill anyone, but he had to push back the pursuers. Charge warriors and assassins rushed up. Qiqi even used Wind and Dust Storm on a large area, but she couldn't stop them.
Delaying the vision and footsteps of the pursuers.
Looking at the large group of meat shield warriors in the tower square, Justice Xia Feng's heart was slowly sinking. She knew that this time, it would be difficult for her two groups of people to escape as planned. She could tell at a glance that these big piles of meat were all meat shields.
A fierce person above level 50 might not even be able to defeat her.
But she didn't dare to say this, because she was afraid of affecting everyone's morale.
Sometimes a strong enemy is not terrible, but what is terrible is that one of our own people is in chaos first.
The 1V3, covered in blood, ran to the front of the team and waved their golden swords "dang dang dang" to block the heavy rain of arrows. There were at least 20 archers hiding behind the windows on the 5th to 7th floors of the tower, firing cold arrows.
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It's okay for him to be hit by arrows casually, but the beauties can't even take one.
There was a shocking gunshot. The mad dog dragon pulled the bolt and ejected its shell at such a speed that Yan Yuhua Qingcheng's two willow eyebrows almost became a straight line: "Sixth floor, third window, prepare for 3 seconds. 3, 2,
1, hit——"
The muzzle of the Yin gun spurted out a large tongue of flame again, and a window on the 6th floor of the tower was shattered into pieces. The archer who fired the most powerful arrows fell down in response.
Yan Yuhua Qingcheng's observation skills are particularly meticulous: "12 arms, the 7th window from the left, Ice Archer, I count 5 times, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, hit————"
"Bang----"
Mad Dog Dragon's body shook violently, bullets whizzed away, and the tiger's claws directly scratched the window. The ice archer who was still setting up his arrows was on fire, and he screamed immediately after being burned.
Yan Yuhua Qingcheng spoke very fast: "9th floor, 1st door from the right, Demon Archer, he is very cunning. Don't hit people, aim at the glass lamp above his head."
A drop of sweat trickled down the side of Mad Dog Dragon's face. Not only was he unprecedentedly nervous, but all the energy and energy in his body was concentrated on his eyes.
He now felt that only his eyes, fingers, and heart were left in his body.
The crosshair was quickly locked on the first window on the ninth floor like a soul-hunting cutting line. The demon archer was indeed very cunning. He had long discovered that there were powerful weapons in the building to protect his accomplices on the ground.
He can't shoot people on the building, but he can shoot fan-shaped magic arrows to attack the ground. And his method is very clever. He squats under the window, sets up nine arrows, stands up without aiming, and relies on his feeling to shoot towards the sunny sky on the ground.
They just rained down a hail of arrows, and then quickly squatted down.
These magic arrows are very damaging, mixed with a variety of magic effects: fire, freezing, strong light, and paralysis. After holding a few arrows in 1V3, my whole body felt sore.
"Hurry up, Xiaozheng and the others can't hold on for a few more times." Yan Yuhua Qingcheng urged anxiously.
Mad Dog Dragon delayed shooting because it was very difficult to aim at the large chandelier above the magic archer. The crosshair kept shaking after the 4x scope was turned on.
This is not a problem with his unsteady hands, and it is a common problem with large-power scopes. Once the sight is too far, the beating of the pulse will cause the muzzle to beat, which is invisible to the naked eye. But the scope can give you a personal feeling.
"Let's leave after this shot. Someone is coming upstairs. There are many people coming!" Yan Yuhua Qingcheng obviously sensed this.
Mad Dog Dragon took aim for a moment and then decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang----"
The bullet finally came out, but Yan Yuhua Qingcheng overestimated Mad Dog Dragon's shooting skills. Although the bullet hit the chandelier, it failed to knock down the lamp as expected.
The bullet hit the lower part of the lamp, and the lamp broke into countless fragments on the spot, but did not fall and hit the archer.
The archer was also very alert. When he saw the opponent hitting the lamp, he immediately understood the opponent's sinister intentions. He quickly stood up and ran towards the gate.
Just as his hand turned the door lock, he let out a muffled groan, and a black and shiny steel arrow silently penetrated the back of his head, then emerged from his forehead, and then he fell softly.
land.
"What an arrow!" Yan Yuhua Qingcheng was surprised and happy.
Mad Dog Dragon also reacted immediately. He didn't know where Lan Yaotian Blade would release the cold arrow. The arrow was accurate and fast. The key was that it was silent and without any warning.
Everyone up and down the tower quickly felt the power of the Archer, especially the players in the square. A group of human shields were actually killed by the most common multiple rounds of fire. They all hit the forehead with one arrow, but no one looked at it.
Where did this arrow fly from?
None of the archers on the tower dared to show their heads at the windows now, and the remaining warriors also got into the tower.
The problem is that Lan Yao Tianren's support came a little late, and the pursuers behind him have already rushed up. They are all a bunch of assassins. It seems that their costumes are not strong. But the problem is that there are more than ten people in the first batch.
This distance is already less than 20 meters.
The big steamed dumpling wiped the blood from her face and looked back at the approaching pursuers. Without even saying a word, she suddenly broke away from the formation with her heavy sword in hand and bravely counterattacked towards the assassins.
Go up.
"Sister Da Long doesn't want it!" Qian Qian exclaimed.
"You're crazy, come back!" 1V3 roared.
"You!" Zheng Xiafeng was also dumbfounded.
"ah------"
The whole square echoed with the mighty roar of the big steamed dumplings. This roar was really majestic and exciting.
Soon she was surrounded by a sea of swords and swords. The assassin's clone, the dust stirred up by the sword light, and the mage's ice wall and sea of fire were all mixed together, making it impossible to see the specific battle situation clearly.
The fight lasted for about half a minute, and Justice Xia Feng almost shed tears while watching it.
The big steamed dumpling was bleeding all over her body, and her original heroic appearance could no longer be seen. Seven or eight warrior assassins holding various weapons formed a circle around her in the center.
But no one dared to take action rashly anymore. The prowess and courage of this female warrior were truly terrifying.
With a "swish", an assassin in black flashed behind her and quickly inserted a pair of wrist blades into her shoulders. She didn't care whether she was dead or alive, and turned around angrily and struck out with a sword in the head.
The assassin's head immediately exploded with blood, and he held his head and let out a shrill scream.
The big steamed dumpling stabbed out with another sword, and the dark tip of the sword came out of the assassin's back. This time, he couldn't even let out a scream.
"Chi————"
She drew out the epee again, gasped and laughed: "Hehehehehehe..."
This laughter sounded extremely weird and terrifying, like a ghost laughing.
"It's worth it to earn another one!" The big steamed dumpling roared: "There is not a single coward in my Dongfang Dynasty, come on!"
With this roar, another flash of swords and swords completely overwhelmed her. When everyone ran to the first floor of the tower, even Yuan Fei's eyes were red this time.
He had the best vision among the group. At the last moment, he saw at least three swords and two pairs of wrist blades piercing into the three vital parts of the dumpling's chest, throat, and ribs, killing the dumpling.
Without making a sound, the body fell to the ground and was trampled on.
"Hold on for two minutes, I'll be there soon, don't run around!" Mad Dog Dragon's voice came from the sound box.
There are enemies on the tower, enemies in front, and enemies behind. Although the Lan Yaotian Blade can stun the powerful enemies in the tower, how can they last for two minutes on a sunny day?
Looking at another round of chasing troops, a cold wind passed over 1V3's face, but his expression looked more determined at this moment.
"Ergou, are you afraid?" 1V3 turned his head and looked at the quick chicken master who lived in the toilet. It was rare that he didn't say bad words.
Brothers, how could the quick chicken master living in the toilet not understand the meaning of 1V3's tone? He nodded and said: "What do you think?"
1V3 sighed: "Believe me, Cucumber, let's let the women go first. The big men shouldn't cower at the end."
The quick chicken master who lives in the toilet squeezed his fists and looked forward very calmly: "We two brothers are going on the road together, and we can stand as long as we can! The worst is, we will lose a fucking level 10 or 8, whoever gives in will be the egg.
Egg!"
"Okay! Let's go!" 1V3 swung the golden giant sword.
"Come on together!" The quick chicken master who lives in the toilet also rushed forward.
No one exclaimed or persuaded this time, because everyone knew that these two people were determined to fight back and fight for the last bit of time for the remaining women. They were risking their lives and trading their lives for time.
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Among this group of people, they are the two with the highest level and the strongest strength, but they leave their hope of survival to the weaker people.
Everyone else clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.
It's still a large group of invisible swords and shadows, a mixture of ice, fire, thunder and lightning, or countless people's figures mixed together.
One minute later, 1V3 and the quick chicken master who lived in the toilet stood back to back. What they faced was a denser and larger encirclement than what the big steamed dumplings had just faced, with three floors inside and three floors outside.
The crowd was packed with people.
Unless they are top experts, no one can escape from such a siege.
1V3 looked up to the sky and burst into laughter: "You scumbags, come up. The one who dares not come up is my son, and the one who is timid is my grandson, hahaha!"
Sure enough, some people couldn't stand his dirty words. A female warrior came up like a whirlwind. As soon as she swung the big knife in her hand, the quick chicken master who lived in the toilet threw her to the ground with lightning speed. The two of them were in the process.
There was a rolling movement on the ground, and when others saw this, they immediately did not dare to take action randomly. 1V3 took this opportunity to rush deep into the enemy camp.
Anyway, he is an armored warrior and he can withstand a beating. Just as Master Kuaiji said: You can stand in the enemy's formation as long as you can!
