Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth the disparity between heaven and earth
Both swords were lowered, and I rushed to the front. The Demon Hate Armor was glowing with translucent luster. Behind me, the blood-stained cape of the War Reaver was flying with dust and sand. With a shudder of my left arm, the Seven-Star Shattering Mountain Killed in Mythology.
A group of spiritualists shouted at the same time: "Come with me, if I am killed, just keep rushing forward!"
Obviously, facing at least 500 high-level spiritualists, I had no chance of survival at all. I would do my best to attack the toughness of their spirit-gathering shields and gain kills for the remaining players of the Dragon-Slaying Guild.
Chance.
"Hong Hong Hong..."
Fireballs bloomed in my chest, and the Demonic Hate effect of the Demonic Hate Armor began to take effect. Densely packed MISS flew up one after another, and I was wearing equipment with added spiritual resistance. The single attack of these spiritual masters on me was only 300.
The damage of around -900 is not too fatal. Fu Shui Nannan is not far behind me. Seven or eight Hanging Pots are treating her together. It is not easy to kill me in an instant with 8000 health.
The flames of the Divine Tiger appeared on the body, and it rushed into the crowd. Unfortunately, it was killed almost instantly. The Flames Tiger has long been a frequent blacklist of mythical players. Xuanyuan Feng probably also ordered to target Lieyan in the team channel.
What a tiger.
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The little tiger turned into light and flew back to my pet space with a burst of wailing. At the same time, my magic weapon array skill also appeared above everyone. At the same time, the seven-star position suddenly moved horizontally. I had already activated the teleportation and fluctuating position.
After traveling to the Yuheng position, the King of Qin Sword and the Han Iron Sword slashed at each other continuously, tearing the three spiritualists to pieces and then teleported again. They were just beating at the seven-star position, and they were all killed in less than 30 seconds.
There were dozens of spiritualists and archers.
"Oh no, I can't capture Xiaoyao Zuoyao, what should I do?" A mythical flag-bearer asked with his eyes wide.
Xuanyuan Feng's eyes turned cold, and he immediately locked the 7 blood-red coordinates on the map, and shouted loudly: "According to the information, this is the secret skill of the five volumes of the Mohist family. The seven-star position can only transmit 7 positions. Lock these 7 coordinates for me."
Differential bombardment, it’s hard not to think about death if you are free and easy, now!”
In an instant, the fire net intertwined, and my energy and blood instantly bottomed out. I hurriedly retreated and let Fu Shui Nannan wait for the hanging pot person to treat me. Xuanyuan Feng is a smart player, and he easily understood the weakness of the seven-star position. Yes, he can only
There are 7 fixed position teleports. Any more will not work. Killing a single person is okay, but once the tactic is seen through in a group battle, it will be difficult to use it.
On the front line, Ran Min, Li Mu, Wang Jian and others rushed forward one after another. With the elite heavy armor players who killed the dragon, they rushed all the way with a sword in hand, and the sharp sword penetrated the body of a spiritualist.
Chest, while killing the opponent, he was also swallowed by the flames. His death also meant that the top players of Dragon Slaying also began to suffer constant losses in battles.
There were screams one after another. When we attacked the opponent's battle formation, we were almost exchanging lives for lives. While the number of people plummeted, the strikers continued to cut into the core lineup of Shinhwa. Finally, after we killed many brothers, Xuanyuan Feng said
The group of long-range players we brought were almost all killed by us, and the melee players on the Zhanlong Front line were actually less than a hundred. Including all the long-range, auxiliary, etc., the total number of players must not exceed 300!
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"kill!"
On the other side, the sound of misty clouds and smoke came, and he was charging madly with the remaining strength of the army before the city. He used a completely desperate fighting style, and the skills of the four guardian gods came one after another, killing the players of the Mythical Alliance howling miserably. Unfortunately,
Both sides are exchanging lives, and fewer and fewer people are approaching the city. From the original 1.10,000 people, there are only less than 1,000 people.
The Blood Contract is even more desolate, there are not many left, and the total number of people is only a hundred, which is even more bleak than our Dragon Slaying!
"Look!"
I pointed my sword straight forward and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we are about to kill the main position of Shinhwa. Continue to attack, kill them, and let Shinhwa disappear on the plain of earth and fire!"
Everyone charged violently, and I summoned the Fiery Divine Tiger for the Nth time, and kept charging forward. My swords were dancing wildly, and there were countless dead souls under the sword. My whole body was like being fished out of bloody water. I swung out the Seven-Star Shattering Mountain Slash, killing
Breaking through the crowd, I had become the first person to kill the main battleground of Shinhwa. I raised my sword and wanted to fight back to join the rest of the Dragon Slayers.
At this moment, suddenly a familiar groan came from the north, which was the voice of Admiral Bai Qi. His legs were wrapped with frost tentacles, and his chest was full of arrows and magic balls. His body was torn to pieces almost instantly, and it was suffocating.
He knelt down with a groan, his battle ax lowered, and his eyes were blood red: "MLGB, it's you again, Fang Geque..."
It was Fang Geque's spiral ice dance that killed him. In addition, Fang Geque also brought at least 3,000 elite members of the main alliance. Finally, Dragon Slaying caught his attention.
"Hold!"
Ran Min held up his battle ax and said, "I'm going to chop down Fang Geque!"
I hurriedly shouted from a distance: "Old K, get back here, do you want to take your brothers to die!?"
Saying that, I also joined the crowd again, holding a hand from far away, the prehistoric world!
"brush!"
The three King Qin swords intertwined and struck in the air with a "clang" sound. Fang Geque stepped back several steps and missed. A pair of clear eyes looked at me from a distance, and the corner of his mouth raised: "Xiaoyao Zizi, you are still here, hehe, so strong.
The guy..."
Perhaps my presence made Fang Geque fearful, so he did not pursue me. Ran Min, Li Mu and others led the 300 dragon-slaying men out of the position one after another, and then sent troops to the city. The Blood Contract defeated the siege in just one hour.
Before long, we had reduced our strength from 5,000 to only 1,500. However, Shinhwa also had a hard time. At least nearly 4,000 of its people were killed by us, and the main force had been severely damaged.
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"Walk!"
With a flick of the sword, I pointed directly at a high ground in the distance and said: "Let's retreat there and stay high up. If Fang Geque dares to come, we will contain them. If they dare not come, we will look for new opportunities to attack!"
"
Piaomiao Yunyan held up the long sword: "Well, it's up to you!"
1,500 people went straight to the high ground, mainly those who were approaching the city. Occupying the high ground and overlooking the battlefield, they found that the fire of Jiuli was almost connected. On the other hand, there were not many of our bloody eight wasteland emblems left, and the city
On the battle interface, the difference in the number of people between the two sides began to be huge again——
Jiuli City: 52,737 people
Bahuang City: 17639 people
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Piaomiao Yunyan sat on a boulder slightly tiredly, looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand, and murmured: "I thought we could win, but I didn't expect that the gap would really be that big. Xiaoyao, when fighting against Shinhwa,
Do you also feel the horror that makes people feel frightened? Myths are almost not something we can defeat now..."
I nodded: "Well, Shinhwa still has 10,000 main forces, but our main force in Bahuang City has been exhausted."
Hanbei Song clenched his fists and said: "No, are we just going to accept our fate and watch that arrogant guy Fang Geque take away the city guarding order? We have so many brothers in Bahuang City fighting until now, not just to see a failure.
result!"
General Li Mu: "Maybe there is still a chance. What we need now is patience."
Wang Jian said: "Yes, there are still 17 hours until the end of the city battle. Zifeng Fortress has not been completely conquered, and the NPC battles in Bahuang City and Jiuli City have not yet decided the winner. We still have a chance."
Piaomiao Yunyan said: "Actually, the only ones we can't defeat are the 1,000 people from Shinhwa. If we can destroy them, maybe... maybe the remaining 4,000 Jiuli City players are just cannon fodder."
I took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, take a break. There are nearly 3,000 Jiuli City players guarding us in this highland and underground. Our potions, equipment durability, cards and other stocks are not too many. It is not suitable now."
Go down and fight hard."
Yue Qingqian pulled my wrist: "Brother Xiaoyao, look, they seem to have withdrawn their defenses?"
"oh?"
I looked down the hillside through the moonlight. A flag-bearing officer from Shinhwa evacuated with nearly 2,000 people, but soon a small guild came and guarded the bottom of the hillside, still maintaining a strength of 3,000 people, so I
The corner of his mouth raised: "This is not a withdrawal, but a defense change!"
Song Han looked down the mountain: "Jiuli City plans to use these 3,000 people to trap us?"
I shook my head: "Not necessarily. Fang Geque also knows that these 3,000 people will definitely not be able to trap us. They are probably just buying some time. What Fang Geque wants to do most now is to destroy Fengmang, Prague, and Longxiang."
Yes, once they are destroyed, the last hope of Bahuang City will also disappear."
Piaomiao Yunyan chuckled: "I smell the smell of killing again."
I laughed and said, "Let everyone prepare to kill the high ground in 5 minutes, clear out these 3,000 people, and then attack the tail of Shinhwa from the rear to contain them!"
"good!"
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Five minutes later, 1,500 people descended from the high ground, and the tigers swept down the opponent's 3,000 people. They only consumed less than 100 people and bloodbathed them. The disparity in the combat power of individual players was too great. Our first-rate players almost killed them.
All are lossless.
However, at this moment, news came——
Prague was defeated!
Yan and Zhao Wushuang died in battle!
With less than 50 members left in Prague, they retreated to the city walls, relying on the Bahuang City NPC Legion to survive.
Long Xiang failed miserably!
The flying dragon is in the sky, Hua Qiang, a jug of wine and everyone else are all killed!
The Tomb of Heroes failed miserably!
Cang Cheng died in battle!
The Thousand Tombs were defeated!
Not necessarily ordinary, Youyou, Bai Moyan and others all died in battle!
Under Shinhwa's main attack, Edge was defeated miserably!
With less than 200 people left, the sharp edge wandered toward the south of the fortress in embarrassment, unable to fight any longer.
A cruel fact is before us. The 100,000 coalition forces in Bahuang City were directly washed away by the blood of 20,000 people from the myth. The main force was almost killed. Speaking of which, the guild that was offended has been completely preserved.
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Watching data messages appear on the interface one after another, I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists: "How could this happen... How could our people be so vulnerable?"
Li Mu patted me on the shoulder: "It's because Fang Geque is too strong, it has nothing to do with our strength..."
