Piaomiao Yunyan immediately backed away with the battle ax and smiled softly: "Forget it, I won't be taken advantage of. I will wait for 2% of the blood before killing. I will fight for the last one..."

…

The screams of players kept ringing in my ears. Players in small groups continued to die in battle. The dragon turtle's vitality and blood were getting less and less. The sharp man could no longer hold back. Jian Fenghan was holding a long sword, and behind him were the sharp thirteen eagles.

This is their strategy to stand ready. A group of heavy armor types attack together, and one round of Sky Shaking Slash can take away about 2% of the BOSS's HP.

7%!

6%!

5%!

When the BOSS's HP stopped at 5%, my voice sank: "I can't wait any longer, charge over, Yun Yan, you charge together, see who can get the last blow!"

"good!"

In the distance, Jian Fenghan suddenly raised the Fire Cloud Sword and roared: "Thirteen Eagles, attack!"
Chapter completed!