Chapter 19: Those who touch my brother will die ()

It is not for use and never leave it behind. This is the principle of killing the sky with one sword. Since they do not know the current affairs, they will eliminate future troubles forever. As the saying goes, two fists cannot defeat four hands, let alone such a big gap. Even if the three Zhan Tian are well equipped with high levels, they will never be able to beat them.

"Brothers, follow me!" Zhan Tian shouted, holding a level 10 golden shield, taking the lead, sweeping across with one sword, and instantly knocking down four level 7 and 8 players. Suddenly, dozens of magic attacks fell on Zhan Tian, ​​and his blood volume fell down wildly. Just as it was about to bottom out, a female immortal named Ai God in the team threw a healing technique for Zhan Tian, ​​and a white light enveloped Zhan Tian, ​​and his blood volume immediately returned to full value.

Zhan Tian was jealous and moved forward crazily. When the sword pointed, someone would die. Wu Zifan and a level 8 warrior Floating on the left, and on the right were a level 8 strongman and a level 8 warrior. The four of them fought with fear and danger. If it weren't for the four casual masters in the middle, they would have been finished in time.

Qingqing's equipment was undoubtedly the best for everyone, so she cut it off. The two snake blades of level ten dark gold danced like a spirit snake in her hand. Wherever she passed, blood splattered everywhere, and one knife was one. The fierce attack made people frightened. It turned out that the thief was so fierce.

The battlefield and the four scattered immortals were protected by the six people in the war heaven. In which direction they were in crisis, they would attack in that direction. Especially the magic attacks in the battlefield. Wherever they went, even the warrior with the thickest defense was instantly eliminated, let alone other professions.

After experiencing a copy of the Snow Cliff, the eleven people cooperated and under the fierce impact of Zhan Tian, ​​the Zhutian Dynasty fell down more than fifty level 7 and eight players. However, it was obviously a delusion to break out of the encirclement of more than one thousand people.

"Be careful!" The battlefield roared, and the staff raised its way out to release a magic shield to cover everyone. At this time, thick magic waves appeared above the magic shield, and hundreds of stones of one centimeter were found out of thin air, falling like raindrops.

"Everyone flashed."

"Boom boom boom boom..." How could the power of one person in the battlefield block the combined attack of more than 200 mages? The magic shield broke, and hard stones were smashed down, forming a hill, disappearing in a blink of an eye, leaving behind six brothers' corpses.

Zhan Tian and the other five responded quickly, fled out and escaped, but were surrounded by the crowd of the Zhu Tian Dynasty. Before Wu Zifan could stand still, two level 8 strong men waved their giant axes and slashed at him.

"Old care!"

The embarrassing fluttered, ignored the attacks around him, stepped forward and blocked the attacks of two level 8 strongmen for Wu Zifan. It was originally a small amount of blood, but after being hit by the two, he saw the bottom and rushed out.

"Floating!" Wu Zifan roared, his eyes were so angry that he was bulging and his muscles were bulging. Brothers and sisters were killed, and the flames of hatred were burning in his heart.

"The dogs and mischiefs of the Dog Killing Dynasty, Grandpa Zhan fights with you! Frost!" The battlefield held the staff and raised it towards the sky. The air suddenly gradually dropped. A faint layer of silver frost condensed on the players in the range of five meters. Their attacks became slow, and their blood volume fell down one by one.

"Don't worry, everyone gets together to protect the president." Zhan Tian raised his sword and shook the two strong men who attacked Wu Zifan. Then he used the sweep leaves and rotated 360 degrees with the long sword, which set off a sword wind. The sword energy shot out everywhere, and more than ten players were directly in seconds around the nearest circle. The sharp sword energy forced the players behind to retreat one meter and fell into a commotion. Zhan Tian and Qingqing took the opportunity to flash to Zhan Tian, ​​and the three of them protected Wu Zifan.

"The magician Sanxian attacked me hard." Yi Jian Zhu Tian roared, very angry, besieged eleven people and lost more than a hundred elites. This was a great humiliation. How could the Temple of Gods be willing to do so if it is immortal?

"Don't worry about me, it's the Temple of Gods that I'm sorry for you, rush out!" Wu Zifan was filled with grief and anger. The traitors in the temple were the ones who were sad and he was the one who was the one who was most sad.

"President, since we joined the Temple of Gods, we have been a family, sharing life and death." Zhan Tian spoke up for justice.

"What a good brother!" Wu Zifan said with gratitude, looking at Zhan Tian gratefully.

"Brother, no, the magic fluctuations above are too strong." As a mage's battlefield, his understanding of magic is far stronger than that of three people.

"Crush!" The four of them turned to Chong Yijian Zhutian without hesitation, and even if they died, they would kill the traitors in the temple.

Countless magic and magic fell down crazily, lightning, fireballs, wind blades, true fire, ice shavings, etc. covered the four people. One by one, damage rose from the top of their heads, and the blood volume fell down. The situation was in danger. And where the four people were standing just now, they were beyond recognition and no grass grew.

"Damn it, I can't hold on anymore. The Dog-killing Dynasty, Grandpa Zhan will never die with you in this life!" Zhan Dixin was unwilling to accept it and wanted to support the magic shield, but he couldn't do it.

At this time, a figure rushed towards the heads of the players of the Zhutian Dynasty, as fast as a galloping horse, and under the surprised eyes of countless people, it fell in front of the four Zhantian people.

"Boss!"

"cause and effect!"

The person who came was nothing but Yun Guo. He was surrounded by a faint colorful light, carrying a sense of outrageous aura, like a master of enlightenment. The red lotus scepter in his hand was even more red, showing its power.

Yun Guo gave the four of them a treatment, turned around and looked coldly at Yi Jian Zhu Tian. The two sides of the previous life reappeared, hatred quickly sublimated in his heart, and anger flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the Bafang Rain Group Attack Skills came out, the range of ten meters ahead was covered by a drizzle. The seemingly ordinary drizzle was a fatal killing weapon. Drops of rain, like sulfuric acid, corroded their flesh and blood, and harvested the lives of more than 80 people in one go.

"Damn, so perverted!"

"who is he?"

All the people in the Zhutian Dynasty were frightened, and their eyes were wider than cow's eyes. They all had the same thoughts in their hearts: Who is he?

"He is cause and effect."

"What a god, it's level 14!"

"Damn, the equipment is so awesome!"

Some players who lost the reconnaissance for Yun Guoguo had shocking news. The first person chased by the Zhutian Dynasty was two levels higher than the battlefield ranked first on the level list, and he could no longer be described as horror.

It turned out that it was him. Zhu Tian's heart trembled with one sword. Yun Guo's cold eyes just now made him feel an inexplicable coldness, which penetrated deep into his heart and was filled with fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Boss is mighty!" The battlefield roared excitedly, stepped forward, fighting side by side with Yun Guo, not afraid of the thousand players of the Zhutian Dynasty.

"If you touch my brother, you must die." Yun Guo said lightly, stretching out his index finger and pointing at the sword more than 20 meters away, filled with strong murderous intent. He dared to be so arrogant and domineering among a thousand people, and his opponent is the president of the old game dynasty, which is not something that many people can do.

The people from the Zhutian Dynasty smiled disdainfully. Even if you have high levels and high equipment, is it possible to kill the boss under so many of our eyes? Damn, you are such an arrogant guy.

"Boss, there is also a small traitor plane beside the dog with one sword." Battlefield said angrily.

Yun Guo raised his mouth, and a arrogant expression disappeared from the spot under the surprised eyes of everyone, leaving behind a figure that could not tell the truth.
Chapter completed!