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Chapter 42 Kill! Kill! Kill

The sound of the battlefield sounded from behind, and the heart of Shenyun was chilling. He was not a thief, so how could it be so fast? Suddenly, a chilling feeling rose in the heart of Shenyun, and he hurriedly swept out with a round-trick.

However, it was too late. The flame palm of the battlefield slapped his back the second before, slapped him out, and then a five-color wind blade and five wind swords inserted into his body.

With a whine, the ASCHEN fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The players of the Bulu Dynasty were stunned and their mouths turned into O-shaped. Is this a mage? They killed the warrior in just two strokes. Damn, this attack power is stronger than that strong man!

They were right. The attack power of the battlefield was indeed stronger than that of Grandpa Pig. At the level 30 battle, holding the level 30 purple martial arts, the attack power was comparable to that of Yun Guo, who had the blessings of the gods.

"Hey, it's still not as fast as the boss." Battlefield shook his head and sighed, attracting the contempt of countless players of the dynasty. They are faster than thieves, have stronger attacks than wise men, and have a dissatisfied expression. How can people live! God! Earth! Lord, Amitabha Buddha, the Three Pure Dao Ancestors, save us!

"Chock, why is his weapon purple?"

"Cao, I don't understand this, that's Ziwu. Ah! Whose equipment is purple?"

"It's that battlefield."

"Wow, Ziwu!"

"Boss, he has purple martial arts! Damn, there are three!"

"Wow, Zhan Tian also has two items!"

"There are three female thief Qingqing!"

There was a sensation in the dynasty. The preciousness of Ziwu is not comparable to that of dark gold. Until now, they have not had a single Ziwu in the dynasty. So how can they not be crazy about it?

"Boss, you're going to explode them! Ziwu is ours!"

"I'm here with Ziwu, I'm going to explode!"

"Kill and kill!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The players of the Bulu Dynasty were excited and their eyes were lit up, as if the wolf brother saw a beautiful woman. The poor man won the lottery. Astronomers discovered that the planets that could live in humans were red like red wolf.

"Kill!" As the sun did not set, countless players from the dynasty rushed to Zhantian and others like a tide, and the sound shook all over the fields and the earth trembled.

"Line in line!" Zhan Tian roared, rushed to the front, holding a giant shield, and charged and knocked down more than a dozen players who did not fall into the dynasty.

Eat axe of Grandpa Pig, with a sword tense, a small sad horn and other melee professions. They use Zhantian as the point to form a 30-degree isosceles triangle to protect the Sanxian Mage in the center. The triangle breakout formation was arranged early in the morning of Zhantian, so they were formed as soon as possible.

"Brothers, kill, kill!" Zhan Tian roared, with high fighting spirit and leading the charge.

Shield strike!

Zhan Tian held a level 30 purple shield in his left hand, and the warrior of the Bulu Dynasty who was slashing at him with a knife was directly pulled out and knocked down a player behind him. Looking at the warrior again, he was frothy and foaming at his mouth, and he was dead! The player of the Bulu Dynasty twitched and shouted in his heart that he was another pervert!

Due to the relationship between the triangle formation, at most four or five melee professions attack Zhantian at the same time. Zhantian, wearing dark gold and purple equipment, is like a heavy tank, with an outrageous defense. Melee professions such as warriors and strong men of the dynasty have broken his defense at all. There is a great man who is at the pass, and ten thousand men cannot open his courage. He is overwhelmed by the way, and someone will die if the sword points.

Eat Grandpa Pig with an axe, the sword is tense, and the sad little corner is a group of people, each facing only one or two opponents. In this case, will these elites in the temple of gods and future god-level players still be afraid of not falling into the dynasty?

If you don’t believe it, look at the slashing firewood from Grandpa Pig with an axe, and directly lifted a soldier from the dynasty to the sky and smashed it heavily, hurting the dynasty.

There is also the seemingly taciturn sad little horn, who can kill people without blinking. With one knife, he moved the other party's head to the head.

In the battlefield, Lin Jing, Yun Xiaoxiao, Xiaoyao Daxian and other mages were not to be outdone. They made a colorful magic and knocked their opponents to fly across their flesh and blood, screaming in pain.

Fierce, strong, irresistible!

The people who did not fall into the dynasty were vulnerable to them. The players who did not fall into the dynasty attack were in chaos, and they all had their hearts and courage.

"Soldiers block, Sanxian Mage, attack!" Ri Buluo shouted. From the time he surrounded Zhan Tian and the others to now, he was constantly surprised and almost got a heart attack. Seeing this situation, he understood that no matter how many melee professions he had entered, he would give them a killing.

"Be careful, the dynasty will start a magic and magic attack!" The battlefield shouted, releasing a magic cover to protect everyone, and then Lin Jing and the others released magic covers and divine light covers one by one, forming a powerful defense magic and magic shield.

"Boom boom boom bang bang bang..."

Hundreds of magic and magic fell on the shields they had formed in the battlefield, making loud noises that shocked the world.

Thunder, fireball, wind blade, ice snatch, air explosion and other countless magic attacks kept hitting the shield. As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands, let alone such a huge gap. In a moment, the shield formed by them in the battlefield cracked and broke open, and a magic magic trick smashed down and covered them.

"Boom boom boom!" There was a constant explosion. In this wave, they killed two immortals and four mages in the battlefield.

"I don't fall into the dynasty, Grandpa Zhan hasn't played with you!" The battlefield roared and vented the anger in his heart. They played with their feelings in the game. Every player in the Temple of Gods is his brothers and sisters.

Grandpa Pig had an axe, his face was ferocious, his eyes were glaring at the round ones, and he shouted: "The sun does not set, I will take your life and avenge my brothers and sisters."

"Everyone, hurry up!" Zhan Tian held up a giant shield and rushed forward, pushing the row of warriors who blocked his way. If he didn't rush, everyone would die under the thousands of magical magic. Even if he died, he could pull some people to take the lead.

"There are five hundred people in the mage and immortals, and I will blow them hard!" Sun Buluo Killing was red in his eyes. He could not kill them even if he gathered five hundred people in the mage and immortals. Then, if you don't believe it, you won't kill them.

"Boss is in trouble, the people from the Temple of Gods are coming!"

"Fart!" How could the Temple of Gods pass the barrier of Zhu Tian? I don't believe it at all if the sun does not set.

"Boss, the Temple of the Gods came in from three directions!" One by one, the people from the Imperial Dynasty roared in shock. The sun did not set and had to believe the fact that the Temple of the Gods came.

He sent a voice to Yijian Zhu Tian and said, "Boss Zhu Tian, ​​why did the Temple of Gods come in?"

"I was stopped by Tingyuxuan. Do you guys do it yourself and kill Zhantian Zhandi and others?" He killed Tiandao with one sword.

"Not yet." Sun Bulai's tone trembled a little. The temple of gods came, and that was not a joke.

"Idiot, useless trash!" Yi Jian Zhu Tian hung up his voice unhappily.

The sun is not set so angry. You can't afford to kill the sky with one sword. You suppress the anger in your heart and ask, "How many people have they come?"

"Three teams, about 18,000 people."

"They are too fierce, we can't stop them!"

The players outside the Bulu Dynasty burst into riots and exclaimed loudly.

"Don't panic, we have 30,000 people, and we are afraid that they will not be able to make 18,000 people. We will fight back with all our might!"
Chapter completed!
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