This guy really controlled all the available combat power around him and pounced on Mai Fan, the culprit.
The moment they were about to thrust their tough weapons into Mai Fan's face, the arrow in Mai Fan's hand also shot out.
Of course, his move was closely watched by the guy who had been hit by the arrow, so when he saw Mai Fan launching the arrow attack, his first reaction was to hide behind many warriors to avoid this attack on him.
Inflicted effective damage, and used the knowledge of trying to use the scapegoat to buy more time for himself.
But unfortunately, his method of self-salvation is wrong. It does not mean that the method of using it is wrong, but that Mai Fan's own ability and powerful attack power let the other party know everything he has done.
All are useless.
Because Mai Fan's arrow looks exactly the same as the previous one, but it has actually attached its maximum output power to it.
Since the enemy is so difficult to kill and has such a different reaction, it means that after this thing defeats him, Mai Fan and what he is doing now will bring the greatest benefits to his side.
Therefore, Mai Fan can safely and boldly try to hit him with the greatest strength, and then achieve the results he wants. Facts have proved that Mai Fan was right in his bet. His arrow packs a very strong attack power, which can even be said to be
It was more than 1/2 of the energy stored in Mai Fan's body, and it almost instantly arrived in front of the guy who was trying to avoid it.
At this time, he had summoned a small team of team members in front of the enemy to cover for him, allowing the cannon fodder to become his human shield.
After enduring this wave of attacks in the face of the longest crisis he had encountered today, he learned what it means to be something that seems ordinary but is actually helpless, unresisting and unremarkable.
thing.
Mai Fan taught the other party a vivid lesson, that is, there was a group of about 10 people in front of him, and even the guys who were in charge of building the withered tents in front of him were directly pierced after the arrow was shot.
Got a candied haws.
All their peaks, at this moment, looked so ridiculous. Then what greeted him was a steady stream of arrows that hit his head and face, and the follow-up arrows followed one after another, followed by the big hole that came out of its Maifan.
That, directly reached his mind, and an arrow from the front and back directly pushed the arrow shot from the front that was stuck in his body into his body.
Maybe Mai Fan can't find where the real core of this guy is, but it doesn't matter. If there is enough energy, it won't be difficult to destroy the entire body together. Everything you do now doesn't matter. See the follow-up
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The unlucky guy looked at Mai Fan with an expression of disbelief. This was the first and last time he and his enemy looked at each other.
Because the power of the Cloud-Piercing Arrow behind may not be as strong as the First One and Two Swords, but there is no longer any hindrance for them following closely behind.
Because before the arrow had been sent, a huge passage was opened in front of him. Yes, this passage was huge. Even if these items were less powerful, they kept passing through this hole and came to this person's side without any hindrance.
Next to him, this unlucky guy was instantly transformed into a hedgehog. He never thought that he could be caught and eliminated even though he was disguised as such an ordinary guy.
Then Mai Fan saw that the aura of his aura sword had not been exhausted, but his target had shattered into little golden dust. This was the first time that Mai Fan had seen a golden light.
As for the dust. Sure enough, even the dust is different, so it should be eliminated. And this black and golden dust collapsed, and those weapons were about to hit Mai Fan's face, and he could almost feel the sharpness.
The guys in Zhifeng unexpectedly disappeared in front of Na Fan along with this golden light.
However, these ordinary guys did not have the ability to turn into golden dust. They fell directly in front of Mai Fan like ordinary dust, adding an inch of dust to the land in front of him.
At this time, there are almost no enemies left in this central area. There are only one or two here and there. I don’t know why, but they are here.
And one of the scattered two was controlled by him. He looked particularly like a general's soldier. He may have regained his soul now, but his IQ has not reached a certain level. He only feels like
There were no bindings or shackles, but when he turned around, he found that there were no soldiers around him, and there was no memory related to the ancient brickyard, which made him very at a loss.
What happened after the puppet lost control, there was no formal reaction even to basic movements or what to do. When Mai Fan passed by him to investigate what the golden dust was.
, the general in red armor did not react at all. He just stood there blankly, as if he was an ordinary landmark in this ancient battlefield.
Mai Fan didn't care about the two or three kittens left here. He walked to the center of the dust, because after death, senior generals would 100% drop the coveted spiritual stones. These snacks
The degree of purity is directly related to the level and strength of these soldiers.
Most of the miscellaneous soldiers will not leave anything behind, they will only leave you with dust that is not the same in this world. However, a small number of generals and high-quality soldiers will usually leave a lot of snacks. This is what they feedback about the world as well.
What's left after swallowing up the weird origins of a certain part of this world.
But what this smart guy, who should be the most capable, left behind was not any kind of spiritual stone that Mai Fan had seen. What he left behind was something like gold foil piled there, gently, as if
A pile of paper fans used to wrap small graves when visiting graves. These gold foils looked very flimsy, but when Mai Fan picked up a piece, he found that it was denser than any metal he knew. One was as thin as a cicada.
A wing, like a piece of paper, weighs about seven or eight kilograms in Mai Fan's hand.
And the pile of papers he left behind is piled here, saying that it can weigh a thousand gold, and Mai Fan believes it.
Therefore, this kind of rare thing must have extremely precious price value, but Mai Fan doesn't know the standard of people's cultivation here, or what the common precious materials here are, but this thing seems to be too valuable.
