Chapter 959 The Strength of God Iron Bull

In fact, the Illusory Demon's blood volume is only five million. If there are more than 10,000 people in the Scarlet League, one person only needs to kill the Illusory Demon with five hundred points of blood to kill the Illusory Demon.

Although it is not as easy as it says, it is a method after all, and it is better than Quanzhen Sect and a group of people standing there and being abused.

However, this group of guys from Quanzhen Sect has always protected the food, other people's BOSS guys still want to go over and kick them twice, and their own BOSS, how could they be willing to be touched by others.

Even if the bloody battle flag was well intentioned, Wuji who received the bloody battle flag only replied two words lightly: "No!"

With just this one sentence, the Illusory Demon has already launched an attack on the Quanzhen people again, and also threw Bao San, who made up for it, flying out.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers had only one thought in their minds, that the Quanzhen Sect might not be able to do it this time.

It is recognized that Quanzhen taught these guys high PVP skills, but there is a big difference between PVE and PVP.

The essence of PVE is tank monsters.

As long as the monster's hatred can be held back and the output behind him can take effect, the boss will basically have no suspense.

But this boss knows space magic, and his attack power can kill anyone in an instant, and he can only last a second longer in front of a powerful tank.

What's more frightening is that this phantom also has a very disgusting grasping skill, even if it is invincible, it can easily throw the tank aside, and the tank in his hands is not even qualified to block the road.

If you want to deal with such a rogue boss, you must rely on crowd tactics. After all, it is the boss of the main city. In the final analysis, you have to use the players' lives to fill it.

Thinking up to this point, all the players stared closely at the Quanzhen people, and said to their companions: "Look at the right time, grab the BOSS!"

The main city BOSS, the drop mechanism is different from the usual BOSS mechanism, it is public, as long as you participate in the attack, you have a chance to get rewards.

Wang Yu and others don't know the psychology of these onlookers, and the pressure is even greater at this time.

Wuji, who rejected the bloody battle, turned his head and asked Wang Yu behind him, "How is it? If it doesn't work, we'll withdraw first, and come back later to grab it."

The first attack of the boss was taken by the Quanzhen Sect, and the Quanzhen Sect will naturally have the authority to get the loot later on, so it might be a good way to grab other people's heads.

Of course, there are so many players on the scene, let alone whether you can grab it, even if you can grab it, it will not be as good as taking it all by yourself. If you can't really beat it, Wuji will not consider this method.

"Brother Chun, be careful!"

No sooner had Wuji finished speaking, and before everyone had voted, Wang Yu yelled and rushed forward.

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Wuji turned his head quickly when he heard the sound, and saw that the phantom demon had broken through Chunxiang Mingdu and the two archers immediately formed a remote control line of defense, rushed to Chunxiang, and stabbed Chunxiang's chest with a dagger.

After all, Chunxiang was not a tank professional, so he definitely couldn't bear the blow.

And Wang Yu was too far away from Chunxiang, even though he had already rushed up, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't compare to the speed of the boss dropping the knife.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab into Chunxiang's chest, Chunxiang suddenly atomized into a cloud of smoke and escaped the phantom demon's attack.

"Quack quack!"

Seeing that Chunxiang wanted to run away, the phantom gave a strange cry and stretched out his left hand, which was shining strangely, towards the mist transformed by Chunxiang.

"It's time to cast space magic again!"

Seeing the phantom demon's left hand, everyone in the audience thumped in their hearts... Everyone has seen how powerful this space magic is, and Chun Xiang, who has turned into smoke, moves too slowly, and he is sure to die.

However, at this moment, Wang Yu had already charged in front of the Illusory Demon with a long stick in his hand, and the end of the stick was lowered to strike the Illusory Demon's knee.

"Zi la..." A flash of thunder flashed.

Huan Yao deserves to be a BOSS, Lei Ting stepped on such a strong judgment, Ya was just kicked and leaned back, but because of leaning back, Huan Yao's left hand stretched towards Chunxiang was forced to deviate from the direction,

So he took advantage of the trend and stretched it towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu got short, dodged the attack, and then jumped back several times in succession, jumping out of the attack range of the phantom monster.

"This thing is very strange, if he touches it, he will not die or be disabled!" Chun Xiang said with a lingering fear in his human form at this time.

It seems that Chunxiang already had a shadow in his heart when he was frightened by the BOSS just now.

Thinking about it, the feeling of being torn in half by space is completely different from being cut into two sections by a knife.

"Simple!" Hearing Chunxiang's words, Wang Yu smiled and said, "Since you die if you touch it, then as long as you don't get touched, I'll resist, and you guys are ready to assist in output."

After speaking, Wang Yu rushed to the boss again holding the long stick.

Wang Yu is the spiritual pillar of Quanzhen Sect. Seeing Wang Yu rushing up, Wuji directly gave the others output orders.

Immediately, Quanzhen taught everyone, and even Yin Laoer's tank profession changed into an output equipment, holding a big sword and rushing up behind Wang Yu.

Seeing that Quanzhen's group suddenly started attacking, the onlookers were dumbfounded: "Damn it, that fighter is the God of Iron Bull, right? Do they want fighters to fight this boss?"

It is a fashion for fighters to be tanks in the game, especially in Yuhui City, but now this boss can't even handle a serious tank profession. It is indeed an incredible thing to carry a half-baked profession.

Of course, Wang Yu is the kind of person who can make all players feel incredible all the time.

Seeing that the guy who kicked him just now dared to come up to him with a stick to provoke him, Huan Yao brandished a dagger and slashed at Wang Yu without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wang Yu smiled slightly, stepped back half a step, and used one end of the stick to block the menacing dagger. The phantom demon's armpit.

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A damage number floated up from the phantom demon's head, and the blood bar on the phantom demon's head obviously dropped.

"Roar!!"

Being poked softly, the phantom demon suffered pain, screamed and kicked Wang Yu directly with his big foot.

Wang Yu dodged to hide beside the Illusory Demon, and poked forward with the long stick, hitting the Illusory Demon's foot.

The phantom demon who was poked in the instep raised his foot instinctively. Who knows that Wang Yu had expected it a long time ago. Seeing the phantom demon lift his foot, he suddenly took a step forward, and the hand holding the long stick gently moved towards the direction of the phantom demon. The other end of the finger pierced the phantom demon's abdomen as if it had eyes.

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It was another critical hit, and the phantom's blood bar dropped again.

The eyes of the players who were waiting to pick up a bargain saw this scene.

"This, is this the strength of God Iron Bull?"

PS: Hello everyone, do you think there are no more today? hey-hey! Is the old man that kind of person!

Also, the number of chapters in my first few chapters may be wrong... Don't mind everyone, it's been so hot recently, and the code words on the mobile phone are always wrong... Hey, the computer hasn't been repaired yet, does anyone recommend one? good computer.

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