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Chapter two hundred and eighty-four master moves (below)

It should be said that Zhen Ji's plan is perfect, with the details just right, and even the time of the skill cooling is calculated accurately. If it is an ordinary opponent, it may be difficult to escape Zhen Ji's series of countermeasures.

Unfortunately, Wang Yao's thoughts have long been as clear as a mirror for all these meticulous intentions!

As a king-level veteran who has stood out in countless ranking matches, Wang Yao's laning consciousness after repeated trials is definitely better than Zhen Ji. Even the use skills and proficiency of the hero Luo Shen, he may even have more experience than Zhen Ji himself!

Therefore, he chose to flash and jump

As long as the distance between Zhao Yun was opened, Zhen Ji's 2 skill [Sighing Water] could not exert the catapult effect. In this way, Zhao Yun would naturally not be frozen and had the opportunity to fight with him in close combat!

On the other hand, Zhen Ji glanced at Wang Yao, who had escaped from a distance with "strange body techniques", and was extremely shocked. This soldier, which was obviously the first time to confront her, had already fully understood her combat style and skills! Otherwise, why would this soldier stay backwards and go to the edge of the battlefield for no reason?

It was not until this moment that the young woman woke up; this was a stream of consciousness that was far beyond the past!

Both sides are counterattacking by predicting the other party's next move, and counterattacking each other. The key to victory or defeat depends on who can get rid of the tricks first. The result is obviously Zhen Ji took the lead in revealing her trump card.

Bang!

With the sound of water, Zhen Ji's 2-pointing skill [Sighing Water] hit Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun was like someone was poured with an ice bucket. The bone-broken chill immediately made the iron man shudder slightly.

Having said that, because Wang Yaoyuan fled, the water bomb did not eject the two of them as before, causing secondary damage, so Zhao Yun was only engraved with two frozen marks and was not frozen again.

Based on such a situation, Zhao Yun, who was hit by a water bomb, suddenly lowered his body, almost pressed on the ground and began to rush towards Zhen Ji like he was sliding!

"drink!"

Zhao Yun has always been a brave general who doesn't talk much. Seeing that Zhen Ji has no "skill" to use, at this time, even though Zhen Ji is already within the attack range of the enemy's defense tower, he still rushed forward desperately. And starting with his 2 skill [Dang of Breaking Clouds]!

For a moment, the current was stormy, countless dazzling gun shadows baptized Zhen Ji like a storm.

Facing Zhao Yun, a super close assassin, Zhen Ji, a fragile mage hero, completely exposed her shortcomings when she met her. Although Luo Shen was good at poke consumption, she had almost no melee ability. Basically, after fighting a set of skills, she had no means of resistance. It is unnecessary to say that she suffered a loss.

This is the only thing that Zhen Ji is inferior to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu can even superimpose the "igniting" mark for ordinary attacks, and then continue to cause damage to the enemy. Although Zhen Ji's "freezing" mark is terrifying, it can only rely on skills to superimpose. In other words, she is actually a pure mage hero who has an extreme dependence on skills. She is both extremely powerful and weak.

With close forces, the blood volume of the two began to decrease wildly at the same time!

The difference is that Zhen Ji lost her blood because she was attacked by Zhao Yun, while Zhao Yun was continuously shot by the defense tower!

Both of them were gritting their teeth and holding on.

Zhen Ji was waiting for her ultimate move to cool down again, intending to freeze Zhao Yun under his defensive tower in one fell swoop; while Zhao Yun was consuming Luo Shen and trying to kill Zhen Ji before his health was exhausted!

Just five seconds passed

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Yun, who had an absolute advantage, was defeated first.

After all, the face of the defense tower still needs to be given, because the attack power of the defense tower is not only extremely powerful, but will gradually double over time. Although only five seconds have passed, the damage of the defense tower at this time can be comparable to the skills of a hero. Often, every attack falls on Zhao Yun, the power of the shelling can molten his armor with a deadly high temperature and cast terrible wound marks on his body!

Zhao Yun was brave, but he was even more resourceful. He knew very well that even if he was "meat", he could not resist the continuous bombardment of the defensive tower, and it was even more impossible to do stupid things that would die together. So, after fighting a complete set of skills, he maintained an uninterrupted ordinary stabbing gun while secretly moving a small step backward and jumped backward.

However, this detail was clearly seen by the careful Zhen Ji.

"Do you think you can still get out of here?" Although it was already scarred, Zhen Ji still smiled like victory.

After some forbearance, Luo Shen's ultimate move has cooled down. At this time, as long as Zhen Ji raises his hand, Zhao Yun, who was already carrying two layers of marks, will be frozen into an ice sculpture, and will disappear under the shelling of the defense tower!

This is the moment that determines life and death.

Zhen Ji slowly raised her jade arm, and the surging water elements began to surround like boiling water. But at this moment, with a puff, a rapid and extremely fiery red light suddenly penetrated Zhen Ji's shoulder without warning!

"Woo!!" The violent colic on his shoulder made Zhen Ji's face lose its blood color instantly, pale as cold snowflakes, and a slender jade hand also hangs weakly on the edge of his waist, dripping blood...

The ultimate move that determines the outcome was forcibly interrupted.

The young woman looked at the soldier in the distance in disbelief and saw that the soldier was holding a dark red longbow and was ready to take a second arrow!

Click!

When Wang Yao's arrow penetrated Zhen Ji's shoulder, Zhao Yun also retreated from under the enemy's defense tower as he wished, and he landed beside Wang Yao.

"One tenth of the remaining blood volume." Zhao Yun said. Of course, this is not talking about himself, but reporting Zhen Ji's blood volume to Wang Yao! Because Wang Yao did not turn on the hero form, he could not see the hero blood trough.

"Received!" Wang Yao responded calmly, his eyes dyed red by red buffs were extremely cold like wild animals!

He slowly drew his bow and pointed the arrow at the dawn steadily at the beautiful young woman under the defensive tower who was unable to compete.

At this time, Zhen Ji, who was damaged by Zhao Yun's entire set of skills, was already covered with scars. Her gorgeous long skirt was torn out by the sharp thorn of the master's power. The exposed snow-white skin also came with blood marks cut by the gun blade. It looked like Zhen Ji was like a blue rose stained with blood dew. Although it was gorgeous, it also revealed a trace of sadness before it fell.

Zhen Ji did not move.

He just stood there covering his bloody shoulders and looked directly at the sharp and cold arrow at the front of Wang Yao's finger without fear.

In fact, since Wang Yao interrupted his ultimate move with an arrow, Zhen Ji knew that she lost this laning, but she was as cold as an awesome as she did, but she was unwilling to make a desperate struggle, so she simply faced death calmly!

And this scene could not shake the strong murderous intent in Wang Yao's eyes at all.

He might persuade the enemy soldiers to surrender, but he would not show mercy to the enemy heroes! At least in his opinion, the heroes all have infinite lives. Compared to the corpses of thousands of soldiers, what is the point of suffering from flesh and blood? Just like Luna said at the beginning: In the canyon, no one has ever suffered a loss!

The feather arrow took off the strings, carrying a violent burning high temperature, instantly crossing the interval, easily penetrated Zhen Ji's towering chest!

first     blood!(first kill)

In the canyon, a breeze blew up, blew the soft hair hanging from Zhen Ji's cheeks, and the bright red blood flowed out of her beautiful body, dripped onto the ground, turning into bright red flowers, and then slowly seeped into the ground.

This cruel blood-red land will never fade!

"Ha... Sure enough, it's not ordinary." The young woman covered her mouth and coughed up a mouthful of red blood. Then she slowly fell to the ground like a ruthlessly broken rose, completely turning into a stream of light and scattering...

The winner has been decided!

The battlefield on the front line of the middle lane has now been settled.

In fact, this battle lasted for a short time, but in the seemingly short confrontation, it was countless conscious competitions, just like two swordsmen who reached the divine realm. The battle between the two often did not have so many fancy moves, and life and death were often only between one move!

After putting up the dawn, Wang Yao took a breath and turned to Zhao Yun and said, "Is it okay, Old Zhao?"

"It's a bit too bad." Zhao Yun still said the same thing, but it didn't seem so relaxed, at least his expression was full of fatigue.

Although he successfully defeated Luo Shen, Zhao Yun paid the price for this; he was consumed about three-fifths of his health.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Yao patted Zhao Yun's shoulder. While activate the healing technique to restore some blood to this best assist, he looked around the messy battlefield where corpses were everywhere, and then said leisurely: "Then let's go, just leave the defense tower to the soldiers behind."

As he said that, he took the lead in opening the hero form and stepped into the river at the edge of the front line.

On the way, Wang Yao suddenly sighed: "But then again, I'm actually quite sad."

"How many meanings? You shouldn't feel compassion for the enemy heroes?"

"Damn, I'm not that Virgin Mary." Wang Yao turned around and gave Zhao Yun a blank look: "I mean, it's a pity that the dancer guards the middle road of Wei this time is not the dancer."

As soon as he heard Diao Chan's title, Zhao Yun's expression of facial paralysis suddenly became a little subtle: "If it were Xiao Chan... the dancer, what if it was?"

"It would be easier to do that." Wang Yao said with an ambiguous expression: "You think, Diao Chan likes you so much. If she guards the middle, then you can have a handsome plan. Diao Chan will definitely be overwhelmed by your heroic posture. At that time, wouldn't the defense line in the middle of Wei State be useless and will be broken without attack? Why is it so troublesome to fight Luo Shen!"

In Wang Yao's smiling eyes, Zhao Yuntang, a seven-foot man who was bleeding but not crying, showed an extremely rare and unnatural blush on his face: "Stop talking nonsense, she, she is not such a shallow girl."

"Uh, if it really doesn't work, we can still seduce you!"

"roll......"

Just as Wang and Zhao were still making fun of each other

Roar!!!

Without warning, a roar of thunder that shook the fields suddenly came from the far direction of the road. The throat was like a dragon's roar, no longer like a human roar. Its decibel power was so shocked that even the entire river channel was filled with violent ripples!

Wang Yao and Zhao Yun both changed their color. After looking at each other, they also accelerated their pace tacitly and galloped along the river towards the top.

"This is?!"
Chapter completed!
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