"Everyone knows that all gods are full of misdeeds. It is true that he is a God-sent person, but his existence is a slander against God's gift."
A look of pain appeared on Qi Ziyue's moving face. This scene was watched by audiences across the country, and they all felt sympathy for her.
Qi Ziyue sighed and said quietly: "The e-sports circle does not need the false honor he brings, and the divine domain does not need him either!"
"That's right! Ziyue!"
"Whoever stands with the Mortal Gods is an insult to China E-Sports. Those who kill gods should withdraw from the membership!"
At the same time, the announcement loudspeaker appeared on everyone's head, and Yi Kongcheng said coldly: "Can any god dare to have a fair fight? As long as you win against me, why not give you a stronghold?"
Yi Kongcheng and Qi Ziyue ride horses side by side. They look like a couple of gods and gods, which is really enviable.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and their acting skills were very good.
"Brother Fan's glory, I will protect it!"
"Sorry! Madman, I really can't bear it."
The fat man clenched his sword tightly and looked determined, tears welling up in his eyes. He was the only one who truly understood how difficult it had been for Brother Fan these past few years.
The lunatic wanted to dissuade the fat man from taking the fight on behalf of the mortal gods, but he didn't know what to say.
The purpose of this group of people is not only to completely defeat the God-Slaying Guild, but also to kill people!
Let all players and die-hard fans of Fan Shen recognize the "true face" of the Triple Crown Champion, and let Brother Fan become the public enemy of all players! laughing stock! clown!
"I'll fight you!" Fatty shouted suddenly, his powerful voice resounding throughout the battlefield.
"Kaizi, rush me!"
"Maybe he has a chance of winning if he goes up to fight with Yikong City!"
Everyone in the God Killing was cheered up. Even though Yi Kongcheng was equipped with level 15 legendary equipment and was also an S-level holy king marksman, Kai Ye, who had already won the title of Thousand Killers, was not weak at all on the opponent's board.
And they also have a hidden killer move!
The Soul Seal of the Female God of War [The Right Hand of the Cursed King] can make Fatty’s attributes surpass those of everyone at this stage!
"How can this guy in Yi Kong City be so easy to deal with? He didn't take any action in almost all the previous battles, but the number of kills has already exceeded 600."
The madman muttered in his heart, his face very solemn.
If Yi Kongcheng is just a simple rich player, his operation is still at a quasi-professional level.
"Light and Dark Swordsman, number one on the kill list?" Yi Kongcheng looked over, shook his head and said, "You are pretty good, but unfortunately you are not the opponent I am looking for."
"You still want to challenge mortal gods? First pass me and then beep!"
The fat man jumped up and rushed to the battlefield in a few quick steps. His amazing movement speed shocked the other guilds.
Madman: "Fight as close as possible, don't get kited, you kid, be on guard!"
"I have my own sense of proportion." Fatty sneered. The doubling of his attributes made him extremely confident. If the opponent fought in a group, they had no chance of winning. Only in single combat could they have any hope of retaining their stronghold.
"Speak! Do you dare to step forward and die?" The fat man twitched his hands, enchanted the two swords of light and darkness, and assumed an attack posture. The title Thousand Man Killer on his head shone brightly.
"Boss of Kongcheng, don't take it lightly, this guy is very strong! Just now he killed more than twenty of us in close combat, almost all of them were killed instantly with just a few swords!" Boss Zongheng reminded.
Yi Kongcheng looked back at the other party indifferently, with contempt in his eyes. Zhan Tianqi snorted: "Don't compare my boss with a waste like you."
"You...Okay, then please don't go back on your word. The right to own the stronghold belongs to us."
Boss Zongheng held back his anger and said, in reality, he is worth over 100 million, but in the world of gods, there are countless powerful people, and he is not a big boss at all.
"Of course, I always mean what I say." Yi Kongcheng said with a smile.
A garbage stronghold on the edge of the first war zone, Yi Kong City didn't care at all. There was only one purpose of this trip, to disintegrate the so-called God-Slaying Guild and completely ruin Lin Fan's reputation.
"So what if there are people in the provincial military zone? In the game world, I am the only true god!" Yi Kongcheng sneered in his heart.
Yikongcheng jumped off his horse and picked up the golden bow in his hand: "Aren't you willing to give up? Well, I will help you."
"The sword user on the other side is not in the right state. Since this is a fair fight, I will help you once."
Qi Ziyue said with a smile, waving his scepter to cast a spell: "The magic power collapsed."
Fatty's heart was shocked. Two beams of light enveloped him and Yi Kongcheng respectively, and the buffs on both of them were cleared.
"Damn it, you stinky bitch! This is going to be bad!"
The madman and the female God of War stared at each other and cursed their mothers angrily. They were still hoping to use the curse BUFF to make Yinyi Kongcheng feel better, but Qi Ziyue, that bitch, saw through it.
All the equipment in Yikong City is level 15. Fatty's [Bloody Centurion] is a level 20 set, but the attributes of the level 15 legendary equipment are one notch better than the level 20 hero equipment.
Even though both of them have very powerful S-level professions, Yi Kongcheng is level 24 and Fatty is only level 21, so he is also at a disadvantage in terms of level.
"Want to play tricks? You're too young."
He Cong laughed sarcastically and noticed that the movement speed of the Sword of Light and Darkness had been greatly reduced, indicating that the black BUFF on his status bar was very strong.
The fat man's face darkened and he tightened his grip on the sword hilt. Even if the BUFF was cleared, his confidence still did not shake.
The dragon and the tiger are approaching Yi Kong City. The only way to win is to drag the opponent into a close fight!
"Golden Split Arrow."
With a smile on his face, Yi Kongcheng used the awakening skill of the golden bow. It was this skill that had caused the opponent to suffer heavy losses before.
The fat man rushed forward quickly, facing the incoming golden arrow without hesitation, his concentration was highly aroused, and he slashed at the arrow with his dark sword.
Swish!
The arrow split into five as he expected, and headed towards him again.
"Three slashes against the light!"
The fat man held the lightsaber and struck out three swords quickly. The holy light was dazzling and exceeded his own attack speed limit.
Three splitting arrows turned into powder, and then he leaned forward to avoid one arrow, and blocked the remaining one with high health!
-900
Yikongcheng raised his eyebrows. He was surprised by the opponent's understanding of the opponent's moves. He had not been able to block a single arrow before.
"The blood volume is so thick!"
Yi Kong City felt something was wrong. After dealing 900 points of damage, the opponent only lost a small amount of health. This was not in line with common sense!
The hearts of the players present trembled. The fat man rushed to Yikong City with a look of evil on his face. With a wave of his hand, a sword light struck Yikong City.
-700
"Damn, I didn't get a critical hit. The defensive power of the legendary equipment is abnormal!" The fat man cursed secretly.
"9800 HP? The HP is higher than that of a knight!"
"How can a purple suit have such high HP? His attribute points have a full stack of HP, and the damage is not low. He can kill the boss of the empty city by 700 HP..."
Zhan Tianqi and others were shocked, realizing that the guy in front of them was indeed difficult to deal with.
"You are indeed very good, you can touch me." Yikongcheng said calmly, moving his body back to try to distance himself.
"Run away!"
The fat man grinned and cursed, a flash of lightning flashed under his feet, and his combat skill [Wind and Thunder Step] allowed him to keep up with the speed of Yi Kong City.
"Lion chops!"
"A fatal blow!"
"Demon-breaking tactics!"
"..."
In a short period of time, seven or eight skills were thrown at Yi Kong City, and the richness of the skills mastered was dazzling.
"How many skills does this guy...have?"
"Even if he has money to buy skills, how can a warrior use so many skills with that little mana?"
Everyone present looked stunned. Although most of these skills were empty, Fatty himself was hit by consecutive A-level shots, and his health dropped a lot.
"It's all fancy and useless."
Yi Kongcheng retreated calmly. He was not only strong with good equipment, but also had an agility of over 200 points and could make all kinds of incredible dodge maneuvers.
"You know a thing." The fat man's eyes were fierce and he didn't care that his skills were empty.
Yi Kongcheng's expression changed, and he finally realized something was wrong.
His movement speed was far higher than that of his opponent, but he was unable to keep away from his opponent's continuous kiting output.
"He's using skill displacement...this guy! Maybe he can really win!"
The madman looked surprised and saw the clues. He didn't expect that Kaizi, an idiot, had such a good brain.
"Light and darkness become one."
The fat man's eyes became sharp.
He stepped forward, the two swords merged into one, and turned into a giant sword, close to the face and opened wide!
Enter double crit frenzy mode!
Swinging the black and white enchanted broadsword, the terrifying cross sword light is incomparable.
Double critical hit-1400!
Double critical hit-1400!
"What the hell is going on, isn't it...Yikong City is about to be destroyed!"
"It's been a long time since I've seen you. Is this white-haired swordsman so strong?"
Even if he is wearing legendary equipment, no one can withstand this kind of output, not even the Dragon Mark boss Yi Kongcheng!
Yi Kongcheng's expression froze, and he actually fell backwards.
Boss Longhen was killed? !
All the players were stunned, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
The fat man stood in front of the Longhen crowd and roared: "You are the only one who dares to challenge me, Brother Fan. Who the hell are you? Damn you!"
"I...am I hallucinating?"
"Why...there are three Yigou thieves?"
Before the madman and others could cheer, a cold voice sounded behind the fat man: "Just like that, you think you won?"
