Thirty-Five Fallen Priest Karl

Finally, Hawk's lines were finished, and the five of them made their official debut.

Hawk looked at them and sneered, "Here we go again, tireless humans, may you sleep forever in the ground."

The cute girl quickly added guardian blessings to several people, and then Long Fei rushed to each other first, slashing straight with his big sword, building up hatred. After the hatred stabilized, the four of them took their positions and launched an attack.

Hawke's normal attack is not outstanding, but he still has more than 300 points of blood when he hit Long Fei. Fortunately, the cute girl has good equipment, and she is still a set, so she can barely increase it back. However, Hawke is a mixed job, with three weapons in his hands, a sword for close combat, a staff for long-distance attack, and a dagger for sneak attack. This is the most difficult part of him.

Soon, Hawke was knocked out of 20% of his blood by the five people. He rolled his eyes and immediately changed his strategy. With a pop, this guy disappeared on the spot.

As soon as everyone saw it, they immediately went back to back, Long Fei and Meng Meizi were in a group, Kun Lun was in a group with Feiyan Zoubi, and only Zhou Xing was left. Zhou Xing could go to one of the groups to keep warm together, but he didn't, so Hawke chose him, suddenly appeared behind him, sneered, and stabbed a pair of daggers into Zhou Xing's back.

Backstab!

"It's over!" The four of them thumped in their hearts at the same time.

boom!

-950!

One hit caused nearly a thousand damage!

This is an instant kill for ordinary players, but Zhou Xing is not an ordinary player, his blood volume is 1150!

puff!

Hawk suddenly spurted blood from his mouth, and a damage value of -1900 popped out of his head!

The four were stunned and puzzled, but Zhou Xing knew that it was the damage caused by the thorn armor. He bet that Hawke couldn't kill him in a second, and he won the bet!

In the blink of an eye, a bottle of mid-level healing potion was poured down, quickly replenishing his blood volume.

At the same time, under Zhou Xing's order, Lai Pihu activated the Tiger Roar skill which had been upgraded to level 3.

"Aww!" The tiger howled in the forest!

Hawke was dizzy and dizzy for a full second. This second was enough for Zhou Xing to turn around. He immediately activated evil slashing and life absorption, performed three-stage slashing in an instant, and then slashed against the regained Hawke.

Fight the boss alone! The four were dumbfounded!

Each of Zhou Xing's blows could knock out three or four hundred points of HP from Hawke, yet Hawke's damage to him was less than three hundred. This guy's defense was actually higher than that of the knight!

What made the four of them feel even more incredible was that every time Zhou Xing attacked Hawk, 60-80 points of blood would appear on his head. In addition to his outstanding agility, he could often dodge Hawk's attacks. Zhou Xing's blood volume was astonishing. It is always stable above 70%.

The four of them became more and more dumbfounded, and felt that they had become superfluous.

"Don't look! Come on! Skills have a time limit, I can't hold on for too long!" Zhou Xing shouted.

The four woke up like a dream, and immediately used their skills to besiege Hawke, who lost blood at a sudden speed.

60%, 50%, 40%, 30%...

Hawk panicked. Although he was tired of eternal life without his lover, he didn't want to die. He could feel the rapid loss of vitality, which made him fearful and extremely angry. His body began to swell, and various attributes suddenly rise.

"Be careful, the boss is going berserk!" Long Fei reminded everyone, still slashing fiercely with his sword.

"I need blood, I need blood!" Hawk yelled with a ferocious face, and then he rushed to Long Fei, grabbed him, bit Long Fei's neck, and sucked blood.

In the blink of an eye, Hawke's blood volume increased by 5%, while Long Fei's blood was already gone. Zhou Xing rushed forward with a stride, and hit Hawke's weakness with a Mountain Pushing Palm. The Mountain Pushing Palm had the effect of interrupting and repelling. Zhou Xing separated the two with one palm, and then fought with Hawke again.

The cute girl who was frightened and finally came to her senses immediately gave Long Fei blood,

Long Fei took out a bottle of primary healing potion and gulped it down. He felt a dull pain in the place where he was bitten after walking around the palace of Hades.

At this time, Zhou Xing's attack boost and blood-sucking skills have expired, and the cooling power has not yet finished, and his combat power has dropped a lot. He asked Lai Pihu to share the damage for himself. With more medicine, it can last for a while.

Several people's attacks never stopped, Hawk's blood volume plummeted, 20%, 10%, 5%...

In the end, with an unwilling scream, Hawk fell to the ground, dying beyond death, and a bunch of things exploded out.

"Haha, it's over!"

The four were overjoyed, but Zhou Xing didn't think much of it. He used to be a local tyrant, and he was always equipped with top-quality equipment. He almost only played Hell-level dungeons with Gao. For him, going to the difficult level was a waste of time.

In "Sanctuary", there is no authority to pick up items. No matter who killed the blame, anyone can pick it up. This is also a reference to reality, but after all, Long Fei is the captain, and no one else moves.

Long Fei picked up the dropped items and sent them all to the team channel. There was no blueprint. The best equipment was a level 15 silver dagger. Zhou Xing didn't want it, so he returned to Feiyanzuobi.

The five of them rested in place, preparing to attack the last boss.

Flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, he said curiously: "Brother Zhou, it's strange that you are still participating in melee combat despite being cloth armor."

Zhou Xing scratched his head and said with a smile: "Hidden occupations are messy, and I don't know much about them."

"Then how do you add points? Strength, intelligence or agility?"

"It's okay, adding that can increase the attack."

Everyone: "..."

"Brother Zhou, it's thanks to you this time. Without you, we still couldn't kill Hawk." Long Fei expressed his gratitude and started to recruit, saying, "You don't seem to have a guild yet, are you interested in joining us? Soaring to the Nine Heavens?"

All three of the cute girls were shocked. The president personally invited them to join the meeting, which is very rare. The three of them were in conflict on the surface, but they had already recognized Zhou Xing's strength in their hearts, and hoped that he would join.

Zhou Xing shook his head and smiled wryly, and said, "Idlers, never join the club, sorry."

The cute girl was stunned, and said angrily: "Why are you like this? Our guild treats you very well!"

Long Fei waved his hand, regretfully said: "Maybe it's because of fate, if Brother Zhou changes his mind in the future, I hope we, Longxiang Jiutian, will be given priority."

"Definitely." Zhou Xing was a little embarrassed, he had never joined the club, and he didn't like the feeling of restraint.

After resting for a while, the five got up and continued to push forward. Before leaving, Zhou Xing, adhering to the principle of not wasting money, performed the ghost feeding technique on Hawk's corpse, and Lai Pihu ate his meat, which directly raised him to level 1.

Afterwards, along the way, mobs often came out to attack them, their level was higher than before, but with Zhou Xing and Lai Pihu around, there was no danger.

Soon, they saw a dilapidated small village with dozens of corpses lying on the ground. They were all villagers. They were all dead, and their deaths were horrific. A tall black-robed priest stood in the middle of the village, as if he was praying for the dead.

"...May you go to hell soon, Amen!" The pastor finished his devout prayer and turned to look at the five people. His eyes were stern and chilling.

Fallen priest Karl: LV26 (leader)

HP: 25000/25000

MP: 20000/20000

Skill:? ?

It was the first time for everyone to see this boss, and they couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing how to fight.