"Let's go! Don't look back!"

Holding the Qin King Sword, Yue Qingqian and I were at the back of the last side of the queue, and Qianyang in the snowy land flew up in the air, looking at our rear worriedly, and said, "Leader, Qingqian, you two must be careful. We can't lose you anymore, otherwise such a rain shelter will not be our leader, and that's absolutely impossible!"

The shelter from the rain sneezes: "I'll go, I'm in a shot!"

Broken Sword rebirth carried the sword blade: "Everyone goes in and out of the city at full speed. The greater the distance to open the myth, the safer we will be!"

A group of 500 mermaids left the city and headed straight to the east direction I designated. There was a high-level level training area, a mysterious area that players rarely visited. Even I have never been to, but one thing can be confirmed. The deeper the map is, the more beneficial it is to us. There are too many people in mythology, not as quick as us, and there will be various inconveniences when chasing.

Looking back, above the city, the magic dragon fire plow was soaring, spitting out a mouthful of dragon breath on the city wall. On the Eight Desolate City above the city, the NPCs of the Hanhuang Dragon City were rebelling unyieldingly. Crossbow arrows and stones hit the demon dragon, making the juice splash. I don’t know if it was blood or some unknown mucus. Anyway, the magical species of the demon dragon are not something that we players can understand.

...

In the city, Xiao Siwen led a group of people to rush towards the city wall, and dozens of people were still blocking the edge. The arrow flew down and hit Xiao Siwen's shield.

Fang Geque's sword eyebrows were frowning, his voice was not loud, but he was full of majesty, and said, "Little Siwen, don't chase Fenggang. They have nothing to fear. Jian Fenghan can't make much waves by himself. Everyone left the city and chased the dragon. The soldiers were at the city. The bloody contract, the spiritualist's space jumped, the swordsman's sword blade rushed forward, and tried every means to narrow the distance with them and chased the dragon. Within 2 hours, I must see the bodies of Xiaoyao Zizai and Yue Qingqian!"

"Yes, the leader!" Xiao Siwen said nothing, and jumped off the city wall with a gun, and rushed out of the city with a group of mythological elites. Fang Geque followed him out. Suddenly, the entire Zifeng Fortress almost turned into an empty city, and the storm outside the city had already begun.

Seeing the smoke and dust rolling behind him, Yue Qingqian was a little worried: "Brother Xiaoyao, there are at least 500 wind elf players in the Myth. They move fast. Once they catch up with us, it will be over..."

I glanced at the map and said, "Continue to move eastward and pass through the Sunlight Jungle. All people with movement speed bonus of more than 10% will stay in the Sunlight Jungle with me, waiting for their wind elves, kill them for a while, take the rest of the people to continue moving eastward and lock in the target - the ice and snow zone. To the east is the Ice Ridge Mountain. At the foot of the Ice Ridge Mountain is the ice and snow terrain that has been year-round. Looking for our new battlefield there!"

The sheltered rain was stunned: "Leader Xiaoyao, do we still have to continue fighting against myth?"

I smiled slightly: "If you don't fight with them, would you still sit down and have tea with them? Go and be ready to fight at any time. Humph, Fang Geque thought that the number of people was 10 times that of us, so I was sure to win. Today I insist on teaching him a lesson!"

Broken Sword rebirth grinned: "What if he teaches a lesson?"

I also smiled and spread my hands and said, "Then 500 brothers will hang together, what else can I discuss?"

The rain shelter laughed: "I'm leaving. You're still in the mood to joke at this time. I'm really convinced you!"

...

Outside the city, a group of people who were strategists fled in various ways under the command of Jian Fenghan. Jian Fenghan was a smart guy who broke into pieces. As a result, Fang Geque had no interest in this "split" sharp guild. 5,000 people headed straight to the east of the city, smoke and dust rolled in, and a piece of wind elf player flew over the sky. Tsk tsk, it was indeed here!

The flight speed of the Wind Elf increased by 100%, so it quickly left the overall formation. However, Fang Geque must be very confident and sent nearly 700 Wind Elf players to advance in front, while more mythical members chased after him.

...

The sunset is shining in the jungle, and the sunset covers the sky above the jungle. The night falls and the sky is dark very quickly.

I stood in the jungle and secretly rejoiced. NND, it was too late, so I glanced at 500 people and said, "The rain shelter brings 400 people away. The selected people ambushed in the jungle with me. All those who are agile over 200 points climbed onto the trees. At present, the flying height of the wind elves is only less than 30 yards. Due to the uneven terrain of the woods, they can only fly below 30 yards and cannot protrude to the canopy. This is our opportunity. The broken sword is reborn. You bring a group of swordsmen, and the berserkers ambushed in the jungle on the ground, and the vegetation hides their bodies. Once we shoot down those wind elves, you will cover and kill on the ground!"

Yue Qingqian, the Broken Sword was reborn and said at the same time: "Yeah, I understand!"

I emphasized again: "The most important thing is that we only fight for 5 minutes and retreat immediately. We have to leave no matter what the situation is, otherwise we will be stuck in their subsequent teams, and we will die!"

Everyone nodded.

The rain shelter led 400 people to pass through the sunlight jungle. I was carrying two long swords and rushed up to a towering tree in a few seconds. I stood firmly on the tree branch, and hid my body with the help of dense leaves. With the protection of the sky, almost the players outside could not find the small dots on the map.

Yue Qingqian held the dagger and was right across from me, smiling at me, and said sweetly: "Brother Xiaoyao, guess... will Fang Geque know that we are ambushing here?"

"Um."

I focused on it and said, "Fang Geque is the only one who can dominate this city battle, which is enough to show that his IQ is very high. I guess it is necessary for us to ambush here, but we just need to set up an ambush here. Fang Geque wants to get rid of us too much, and it is impossible to spend time around the jungle to chase after him!"

The body reborn from Broken Sword was hidden in the vegetation, and said in the team channel: "It is said that Fang Geque has magical mind reading skills. Our ideas should have been exposed to him, right?"

I couldn't help laughing: "Haha..."

Broken Sword was reborn speechless: "Are you smiling?"

I shrugged: "What do you think mind reading is? I tell you that mind reading is a kind of spiritual energy, close to the invasion ability of brain waves. We are now about 1,000 yards away from Fang Geque. Humph, people with relatively strong mental power may be able to understand the other party's mind within 10 meters. Apart 1,000 yards apart, which is converted to 914 meters, two kilometers. Fang Geque is not a god, he can read a hair!"

Broken Sword rebirth laughed: "Okay, I'll have a better understanding, that's all!"

...

Not long after, the sound of "papapapapapapapa" came from the air. It was the sound of the wind elves flapping their wings. As expected, there were 700 people. This lineup was really too strong. Fang Geque was right to use his racial advantages at this time. The players of these 700 wind elves races have super mobility, and their overall strength can crush us. It is simply a killer weapon!

"Stop your anger!"

I stared at the wind elves flying over the outside and said in the team channel: "Wait until the past 100 people before taking action, everyone clears the targets around their tree canopies. The archers and spiritists on the ground are ready to shoot at any time and hit them. The wind elves that are in a hurry are easy to kill. Everyone... Come on!"

Everyone said, "Yes!"

...

Seeing that more and more people were flying over, my heartbeat was getting faster and faster. I silently counted three times in my heart, and immediately raised my sword and shouted: "It's now, launch an attack!"

"Bang!"

I jumped out with a foot, and the Qin King's sword shook, and the Seven Star Broken Yue Slash crushed the four wind elves, and they all slashed down. One of the archers was even killed instantly. Then, on my whereabouts, a wind elves knight suddenly raised his head: "MD, Xiaoyao Zizai is indeed ambushing here!"

I laughed and the battle boots kicked his shoulder hard!

"Bang!"

While kicking him down, he leaped up several meters with the force. The cold iron sword crushed the forehead of a wind elf archer. The holy martial arts boots ruthlessly stepped on it, and the calculation was very accurate. The whole person rushed towards the third target, which were two wind elf swordsmen. As soon as they saw me, the two people quickly launched the combo effect!

"Click clang clang..."

While the combo was shaking my demon hatred armor, my two swords also cracked and killed one of them. A flash of light, the cold iron sword returned to the sheath, grabbed the hilt of the other swordsman with bare hands, and suddenly pulled it, and his body fell with me. His eyes were full of horror, and he hurriedly swung the sword to shake the sky!

But I raised my iron fist and punched him in the face!

"Bang!"

The speed of punching was obviously higher than the speed of the sword. After several consecutive punches, he killed the swordsman before landing. He raised his hand and opened his five fingers. A wind elf spirit magician directly hit the prehistoric world and snorted. At the same time, a trajectory of a flaming fox in the air fox flashed past, and Yue Qingqian's Fire Fox's grip shot down a piece of wind elf.

"Brush..."

On the ground, arrows, magic shuttles, and the wind elves in the sky have completely become living targets. When they fell in the jungle, they were immediately killed by a group of melee players led by the rebirth of the Broken Sword.

I held my two swords and kept flying. The flames of the god tiger roared. The flames in the jungle kept flashing, illuminating everything around me. The fierce battle started in a short time.

Almost every time you kill someone, you can get very rich points. These people have experienced many battles and their points are not average high. If you get 10%, your points will increase by orders of magnitude.

...

The battle lasted until 5 minutes, killing 100 wind elf players on the other side, but there was not much left of us. I held the blade and retreated to the back against the grass, shouting loudly: "Retreat, no one should fight!"
Chapter completed!