"Hurry up! Get rid of these Chinese players as quickly as possible! Their support will be here soon!"
The British War Zone is not a major war zone, but can only be regarded as a medium-sized war zone. Obviously, these few hundred people are all the British War Zone players participating in the event.
Among them, the top players in the British theater are also there, so their combat power is extremely strong, and they dare to defeat even a large team in the Chinese theater.
However, I am afraid that the players from the Chinese War Zone will arrive, so I can only fight quickly, because the number of players in the Chinese War Zone is too large, and they will be surrounded if they are not careful.
In addition to the fact that top players can slightly ignore some numerical suppression, the melee between players still relies on the number of people to form an advantage.
Now the Chinese War Zone is being suppressed by the British War Zone. Because the difference in numbers is 10 times, they can only retreat while fighting. If they are retained, they will only die.
Among the teams in the British theater, there is a player who is very conspicuous because he is a knight! Riding on a pure white unicorn, it is somewhat similar to the Holy Light Unicorn, but a little shorter, but as the only knight, it is enough to make him stand out.
This knight player is obviously from the British war zone. His brown hair and handsome face make him look sunny and charming. He is tall, wearing a bright silver armor, and holding a long-handled dragon gun that looks like a horse battle. With the power of the mount, it pursues players in the Chinese War Zone and causes huge damage with every attack.
And the character name displayed on the head of this British knight player is none other than Michael! In the treasure hunting rankings, the top player in the British theater ranks higher than Thor!
"Beautiful lady, there is no need to run away in such a hurry, I just want to get to know you."
At this moment, Michael's target was obviously Liu Qiangwei in the Chinese War Zone team. With a humble smile, he pursued her closely. With the speed advantage of his mount, he could not get rid of her at all.
Liu Qiangwei covered her face with snow gauze and emerged from the ethereal world, but she could only withdraw without saying a word. The Midsummer Union is the core of this third largest team, and she is the president of the Midsummer Union, so she cannot be left behind at all.
If she dies, the third largest team will inevitably collapse, which will be a big blow to the reputation of Midsummer Union.
"Hmph! Get out of here!"
There are players from the Midsummer Guild who want to stop Michael, but Michael is obviously very powerful. He takes advantage of his height and mount to charge forward. Every attack from the dragon gun in his hand causes more than 50 points of high damage, and no one can stop him. Live.
"It's you again! The ghost is still here!"
A black shadow suddenly appeared in the air. It was Si Yejing dressed in black. He jumped up from behind Michael and pointed the two daggers in his hands directly at Michael's back.
As if Michael had eyes behind him, the dragon spear swept across, opened and closed, and directly forced Si Yejing back. He had the height advantage of the mount, and the attack range advantage of the dragon spear, Si Yejing could not attack at all. Unable to get close, he could only withdraw and fly back, while continuing to sneak into it to avoid being surrounded by players in the British theater.
"Boohoo!"
Several arrows flew through the air at Michael. However, Michael, who was clearly alert to Ye Jing, swept back with the dragon gun in his hand, and accurately swept away several extremely fast arrows. Several arrows flew away. The blocked damage prompt floated over Michael's head, and even the health bar didn't show up.
It's Su Ting
Ting, she also has a high-level mount, Big Hui, and she roams around the periphery very quickly, constantly attacking Michael.
However, even with the interference of two masters, Si Yejing and Su Tingting, Michael was still unstoppable. He rushed through a group of Chinese players who were blocking him and went directly to Liu Qiangwei.
Xiao Feng was a little confused. As the core of the third largest team, the Midsummer Guild should have more than a thousand Chinese players nearby. How could it be pursued like this by the main players in the British theater.
Could it be that several other trade unions deliberately did not come to support? However, War Soul Hall is also among the third largest team, which is not like War Soul Hall's style.
Shaking her head, she had no time to think about this now, because Liu Qiangwei was already in danger and was stopped by Michael.
"Beautiful lady, I just want to get to know you. I hope you can give me this opportunity."
Michael was condescending, pointed the dragon gun at Liu Qiangwei, and directly left Liu Qiangwei behind. He was surrounded by players from the British theater and had been surrounded. Whether they were players from the Chinese war zone or members of the Midsummer Union, even Si Yejing There is no way to save him.
Xiao Feng also took action at this time. The crowd was too chaotic, and he had to avoid being accidentally injured by players in the Chinese area, so Xiao Feng directly summoned Xiaoxue, increased his BUFF, and then rushed into the players in the British theater. , and went straight to the most conspicuous Michael.
"Beautiful lady, I have no ill intentions and I don't want to hurt you. Please don't be so wary of me. I just want to get to know you. Can you tell me your name?"
Michael has clear facial features and is tough and handsome. Like Thor, he is a handsome Western boy. He is tall and sits on a white unicorn. With a charming smile, he looks down at Liu Qiangwei as if he has taken control of the situation. .
Liu Qiangwei's eyebrows frowned immediately. She looked around and calmly analyzed the current situation. However, the more she looked, the more she frowned. Even Si Yejing was no match for the person in front of her. She couldn't think of any way to escape. There is no way, and her death will definitely have a big blow to the reputation of Midsummer Union.
Liu Qiangwei regretted participating in this event, and she finally understood why the presidents of other large trade unions kept a low profile. This was because her words and deeds would have an impact on the reputation of the union, and she still lacked experience.
But now it's too late to regret it, because she has fallen into a desperate situation and has been separated from the Chinese players, and there is no way to save her.
"Um?"
But at this moment, Liu Qiangwei only saw Michael's expression become solemn, and he suddenly raised his head and looked behind Liu Qiangwei.
Liu Qiangwei felt a little confused and looked sideways, and then her beautiful eyes shone with brilliance.
I saw a tall and divine Unicorn of Holy Light rushing into the crowd of hundreds of players in the British war zone, rampaging.
On the back of the Holy Light Unicorn, there is a player with thick bone armor, with a ferocious and roaring dragon skull on his head, his face is covered by a metallic skeleton mask, and one eye socket is burning with cold ghost fire. The other eye socket is dark and deep, completely ignoring the damage caused by hundreds of high-level players, and clearly pointing directly at the top players in the British theater, Michael is coming!
Although there were players in the British theater who wanted to stop this sudden intruder, they could not stop the charging Holy Light Unicorn at all, so they immediately used their skills to attack them, trying to kill the players above.
Home, only to find that after a skill, the damage caused was only a few sporadic points, exactly the same as scratching an itch.
This person is naturally Xiao Feng, and Liu Qiangwei cannot be unfamiliar with her. Her beautiful eyes are slightly rippling as she watches Xiao Feng rush into the formation of the British war zone, pointing directly at her.
There was also a solemn look in Michael's eyes. He retracted the dragon spear in his right hand, and the light on the tip of the spear shone brightly, apparently accumulating power.
Xiao Feng also rushed forward at this moment, as fast as the wind, and was behind Liu Qiangwei in the blink of an eye.
"die!"
Michael shouted, the dragon spear thrust out fiercely, and a stream of light shot out like a rainbow, seeming to penetrate Xiao Feng!
"Hoo ho!"
However, Xiaoxue suddenly opened her broad and white wings at this moment. With the feathers falling, the tall and powerful body flew directly into the air, leaping up with Xiao Feng, leaping over Liu Qiangwei's head, avoiding the straight line. The coming rainbow flew directly to Michael's head.
Then, under Michael's disbelieving gaze, he stepped down hard!
"Boom!"
There was a solid sound of flesh penetration. Xiaoxue fluttered her wings, stepped down from mid-air, stepped directly on Michael's chest, and knocked Michael to the ground!
Just when Michael lost his balance, he found Xiao Feng holding a golden mace on Xiaoxue's back and jumped down. Taking advantage of Michael's weightlessness, he swung the mace. , like hitting a watermelon, hitting Michael on the head.
As soon as Michael fell to the ground, he hurriedly tried to roll to avoid it. Although his posture was inelegant, he couldn't care so much at the moment. It was important to save his life.
But when Michael wanted to roll over, he found that he couldn't move at all, and his chest was suppressed by a heavy object. When he looked around, his eyes suddenly turned black, because Xiaoxue's hoof had not yet moved away from his chest. He clearly trampled him all the way from the horse to the ground!
And Michael's unicorn horse was extremely afraid of Xiaoxue, and huddled aside without daring to move.
"-1084! Critical hit!"
With a "bang", Xiao Feng's attack was so fast that Michael, who had missed an opportunity, had no chance of surviving anymore. He was shot in the head by Xiao Feng with a stick, and his health points were directly cleared to zero.
"Ding! You killed the British theater player Michael and obtained 512074 treasure points!"
The system prompt sounded, and Xiao Feng was sure that Michael was indeed dead, and then he withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Michael's body.
As for Michael's corpse, his eyes widened, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock yet. Was he just killed like that?
This is the violent aesthetics of the priest. Perhaps there are not as many dazzling attack skills as other professions, only the purest and roughest direct attacks. However, with the attack power bonus of its own BUFF, no other profession dares to compare the damage.
"Hmph!"
Xiaoxue snorted then, raised her head proudly, her white and wide wings fluttered, and her feathers flew.
And Liu Qiangwei witnessed the scene of Xiao Feng killing Michael instantly in the midst of the fluttering snow-white feathers.
The powerful and arrogant top player in the British theater, Michael, was simply stepped on and beaten to death by Xiao Feng with a stick!
That scene seemed like a god descending to earth!
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