Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh terrible fight
"I wasted some time earlier. I didn't expect him to run so fast." Although Lu Yunqian didn't want to refute, she still weakly found a reason for herself. After saying that, she didn't forget her other mission, operating the Hengdao One
Jian jumped onto the altar of Qian Hun An again and began to formally collect crystals.
"You didn't really defeat him." Liu Jiangqing said.
Lu Yunqian, who was staring at the progress of reading the crystal mining article, heard this sentence that was exactly the same as what Heng Dao Yijian said. Her heart trembled and she was stunned. The reason why Heng Dao Yijian said this last time was because of her
There is no difference between life and death with Zhan An, but today his body is at his feet. What does Liu Jiangqing mean by this sentence?
She opened her mouth and asked lightly: "Why?"
"He didn't use his own account." Liu Jiangqing replied.
There is a big difference between using your own account and using other people's accounts. Even if the equipment attributes and talents are similar, it is difficult to use other people's accounts to your own advantage. This is like martial arts practitioners who always have their own exclusive weapons.
After getting used to it, the two temperaments have been fused together and he can use it easily. If you get him a new weapon at this time, even if it is more powerful than the old friend before, it may not be as easy to use as the old friend.
Lu Yunqian was understood by Liu Jiangqing at this point. Zhan An was suddenly changed from a top-level account that was so powerful to an ordinary Ziwu account with a huge difference in attributes. There must be problems with the feel and judgment. And he is holding it now.
It's still Cheng Wu. No matter how you say it, this is an unfair competition. It's just a matter of bullying poor classmate Zhan An.
"Oh..." As soon as Lu Yunqian thought of this, the joy of victory disappeared, but she quickly regained her energy and said to Liu Jiangqing full of energy: "I understand, then wait until he gets it back."
I’ll fight him again when I have my own account. But I’m confident that no matter how many times I fight him, I will definitely win!”
"snort……"
Just as Liu Jiangqing was laughing disapprovingly in YY, the body with footprints on the ground in the game suddenly trembled, and his body tilted, and a purple light full of murderous intent grazed his arm from behind, and his skill failed.
Couldn't hurt him.
This thrilling scene happened to be seen by Lu Yunqian who was standing on the altar, and she immediately exclaimed: "It's Zhan An, be careful!"
Mr. L and Chiba, who were standing on the other side of the position, also saw the light from the basic attack of the Shanlan Supreme Sword, and immediately ran towards the footprints to prepare for support. Although they both knew that they could not kill them with their own abilities.
Zhan An, however, after looking at each other, tacitly reached a mutual decision: before getting the crystal, Zhan An must not be allowed to touch Hengdao Yijian!
Mr. L raised the staff in his hand to summon a fire array and painted it on the place where the purple light just emerged, trying to test the position of Zhan Po. Qianye hid in a tree in the dark and waited for the opportunity, while looking at it with disgust.
He glanced at the footprints on the ground standing aside and watching.
Although Zhan'an and Yiji Footprints have fought twice, they have never been able to distinguish between superior and inferior. Because Liu Jiangqing has always known who Zhan'an is, he is very cautious every time and never fights.
Rushing forward recklessly. He never thought about taking the opponent's life in this game, but only held the saddle as a T-like duty, preventing him from freeing his hands to attack others.
At the moment, it seems that these two guys are running ahead of him to fight the boss. They don't bother to dissuade him. They just ask Lu Yunqian in YY: "How long do you have there?"
"There are still 15 seconds!" Lu Yunqian shouted anxiously, fearing that something would happen to them during this time.
"Oh, okay." Liu Jiangqing responded calmly, but also disappeared into the darkness.
Mr. L sweated instantly when he saw that the only professional player in his family who could resist this saddle-cutting player had run away. Before he could report the situation to the group, the purple electric light had already wrapped around him like a ghost.
.A Z-shaped light flashed quickly above his head, and a quarter of Mr. L's blood was instantly gone. At this time, it was too late for him to use any skills. He only felt that the special effect of the sword shadow was in front of him, and no matter what he pressed under his hand,
The screen only prompts that the skill is invalid if it is idle or interrupted.
Even though he knew that he was about to be beaten to death, Mr. L felt that his whole brain had been struck by the purple electric light, and it was completely blank and unresponsive. Everything about combos, judgments, and readings was all a mess, and his ears were all a mess.
There was only the sound of the character being beaten and screaming. Looking at his computer screen that kept flashing red, he began to suspect that the keyboard or computer was broken, rather than something wrong with himself.
Finally, the screams stopped, and the game screen also stopped, turning into a gray world. Through the gray death perspective, Mr. L saw the incredibly fast move of Zhan An on Chiba, and felt
I still have lingering fears from the horrific scene just now. The hands hanging on the keyboard kept shaking, and my heart made a heavy trembling sound. It expanded moment by moment, and soon it was so squeezed that I couldn't even breathe in my lungs, and even my ribs were shaking slightly.
Pain.
Is this...the...strength of a professional player? It's scary...it's too scary!
I don't want to fight anymore, I don't want... I don't want to be threatened like this again, I don't want to die so quickly, I don't want to see myself so incompetent.
Even, I don't want to... play this game anymore!
Mr. L sat blankly, looking at the perspective of death, his eyes were as dark as death and lost their luster.
Although Chiba in the game is a heroic soldier, he is still as fragile as an ant in front of this orange martial arts professional player. Before even using two of his assassin skills, he was pinned to the ground like Mr. L and beaten wildly for more than ten seconds.
, the moment before death, there was a Disappearance in the skill bar, but it was too late to use it.
The time when the two were killed just allowed Hengdao to collect all the crystals with one sword. The crystals were already at 1/2 of the material collection for the bloody battle. When Jiang Yuanren Ziliu saw it, he immediately shouted to them
: "With one strike from Heng Dao, you will leave footprints on the ground. You must retreat quickly. Don't fight Zhan An!"
Witnessing two comrades fighting side by side being beaten to death just to buy herself time, Lu Yunqian's anger had already replaced her fear. Sooner or later, she would have to fight to the death with this Zhan Po, so why not fight with him now?
The Footprints will join forces to kill him, so that this lengthy battle can be ended as soon as possible.
After making a move to collect the items, she turned around on the altar, pulled out the Tianshuang Hanlu Sword with a shake of her right hand, and stared coldly at Zhan An who stood up from Qianye's corpse. She had already had the experience of fighting him once.
, so I have already gone through the tactics of how to beat this professional player in my mind. Zhan An has also seen her a long time ago. Although the crystal has been stolen, he doesn't care about it. The Shanlan Supreme Sword is in his hand.
He turned around beautifully, smiled, and then flew towards Heng Dao who was standing on the altar and stabbed him with his sword.