The deaths of Lu Lan and the pompadour dealt a heavy blow to the Shentang.
The defense line that they could still hold on to had a gap at this moment. The Yao Shi Army and Ling Chamber of Commerce took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. Many people in Shentang were killed instantly. The attacker's points soared instantly, while Shentang's points dropped.
Fall at a faster rate.
Just look at the current gap between the two sides and you will know that if Shentang didn't have any trump cards, it would be impossible for them to be number one in points.
Dr. He roared angrily in the Shentang camp.
The red-haired man stood next to the shaggy-headed monster. The thorns in his hands reappeared, and the tips were inserted into the body of the monster he had just killed. He did not know what he was absorbing.
Ye Zhongming opened his mouth to stop it, but after thinking about it, he let it go.
The red-haired resurrection is inherently mysterious, so let her do it based on instinct.
As soon as Yunding Villa took action, it directly killed two opponents with level 6 strength, which made the leaders of several forces look at it with suspicion. However, now that their subordinates are fighting in full swing, it is impossible for them to separate unless they go and fight in person.
Ye Zhongming fights, otherwise there is no good way.
Looking at the points on the light screen, Yao Shijun and Ling Chamber of Commerce chose to do nothing.
Their points are rising rapidly, and the focus of their attacks is on Shentang, obviously with the intention of digesting this force first.
Yunding indeed shocked them as soon as he took action, but how many kills can two people kill? It is okay to let them go temporarily.
Ye Zhongming's eyes moved, and when he saw the attitude of the other forces towards him, he simply started wandering around killing people and fighting for the box.
The red-haired man followed suit and no longer dealt with opponents close to his strength. After absorbing the essence of the pompadour and recovering some of his injuries, he guarded Ye Zhongming.
At this time, a person suddenly walked up to the Aquarius Guard in Genting and looked at one of the core members.
"Woman, come out and have a fight, and our accounts will be settled."
The man in a hoodie with a voice full of hatred stretched out a hand as white as jade, pointed at Xia Bai who was wearing a mask, and issued a challenge.
Beizi Holy Seat!
Xia Lei frowned and didn't want to pay attention.
But Xia Bai suddenly walked out and stood in front of Beizi's Holy Seat.
"The rhubarb on your hand tastes good, but I don't know what the new ones will do."
The two looked at each other like enemies in their previous lives. Xia Lei opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.
Except for Ye Zhongming, Xia Bai didn't have many words to say to anyone. Perhaps only this Beizi Holy Seat could allow her to say a complete sentence.
"You broke my world, broke my hand, and made me almost die." Beizi's face was covered by a hoodie, revealing a shadow and his slightly trembling body.
He was once a high-ranking Holy See, and he once teased and beat Xia Bai until he was like a wild dog. But in the second battle, this woman with half of her face destroyed shattered all his self-esteem and pride.
He was defeated. He was defeated extremely completely. Several major Holy Sees joined forces and were killed and crippled.
In fact, those who defeated them were only the core members of Genting, and their boss did not appear at all.
This made the frustration in Beizi's heart like a stormy sea wave, beating his heart hard every moment. When he was recovering from his injuries, Beizi thought of committing suicide more than once.
But he survived. With the help of magic gold, he found a way to restore his arms and eyes, and he was reborn.
Even if it costs someone else unimaginable.
Now, facing this woman again, he wants to kill her, drive out the nightmare in his heart, and then move towards the original goal again until he becomes the strongest person.
Beizi had been preparing for this day for so long that he was so excited that his body almost lost control.
"Mo Jin is still in a wheelchair, and his position on the Holy See is about to be eliminated. Our forces have become the two weakest in the Chamber of Commerce. It's all thanks to you."
Beizi slowly unbuttoned his hoodie, revealing his face.
More than half a year ago, it was a clean and handsome face, but now, it is covered with vicissitudes of life and a messy beard, his eyes are closed, and there are ugly scars around the eye sockets.
"Let's fight again and kill you. Kill Ye Zhongming again and everything will be over."
Xia Bai's face could not be seen clearly behind the mask, but there was obvious sarcasm in her exposed eyes.
"Silly x."
Xia Bai's answer to the Holy See of Beizi was just like when she used the word "second-rate" to describe this talkative person during the second battle.
After saying that, Xia Bai's body became a little unreal and her whole person became lighter. She activated her bloodline: low-level shadow phantom.
Before this was over, Xia Bai took a weapon from behind and slapped it on the white stone ground, making a crisp sound.
A silver-grade black scythe stood there.
The first reward in the first level reward wheel, the Sad Ink Scythe!
Liang Chuyin killed Pang Cheng and took the opportunity to snatch this weapon. Xia Bai liked it and took it.
Following the collision of the sickle on the ground, a buzzing sound came, and dense numbers of coin-sized bugs appeared in the sky, quickly covering the area, and the originally bright area became dark.
"It's a natural disaster of darkness." Beizi raised his head, still not opening his eyes, but he recognized this skill.
While activating her bloodline, Xia Bai used her profession, Soul Reaper!
Beizi's hands and feet began to move at a low frequency, and became faster and faster.
No matter how much progress he has made in the past half year or so, he has absolutely no contempt for Xia Bai. In the past, when his strength had an absolute advantage, he never won. Today, he has no capital to underestimate his opponent. The rhythm warrior's
The profession was immediately put to use.
In just an instant, Beizi Holy Seat felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his body.
He knew that it was the ability carried by the mask that originally belonged to Qinghua.
The moment the pressure came on, Xia Bai attacked.
The huge scythe flexibly rotated in her hand, slashing at Beizi from a strange angle. At the same time, her body gradually disappeared with the help of this darkness.
Beizi casually tapped two fingers under his shoulders. The skin was immediately pricked and blood flowed down. He flicked his fingers, and the blood was ejected to the surrounding area, forming a strange picture.
After that, the blood picture immediately burned and was replaced by a red mist that spread around him.
The pressure disappeared, and the dark area became much clearer. In addition to the sickle shadow that was slashing over, Xia Bai's body also appeared in the field of vision.
She was actually separated from the weapon.
"Burning Serum Demon!"
Beizi activated a skill he had learned specifically to deal with Xia Bai.
"If this was all you had, you would be dead today."