Chapter 1392: Chance to Unleash the Sword

"boom!"

The double blades were surrounded by a turbulent storm, and they slammed into the crowd of strange demon troops outside the city. When I joined the battlefield again, I had already activated the ten-faced sharpness skill, and strands of dagger sharpness scattered in all directions. Moving forward, the blade of Vulcan cut the throat of a blood giant, and then turned around and opened his hands. The blade of Thor turned into a ray of lightning and penetrated the heart of a pioneer knight. Shocking wounds were cut on the body, and then the flying sword Baixing was activated, and countless sword lights "chi chi chi chi" suddenly descended from the sky, dealing massive damage among the monsters.

Xiao Jiu, a boy in black, is wearing a pair of black armor. The armor is as dark as the scales of a black dragon. His bloody double-edged blades dance wildly in his hands. It seems that he is constantly launching a storm of sword blades in the crowd. Wherever he goes, he will be attacked by sword energy. , often chopping out a ten-meter-long sword aura, the sword light criss-crossed through the monster group, piercing and killing, as if possessing spirituality, Xiao Jiu was so excited that a group of monsters began to subconsciously avoid this black monster. Clothes boy.

One person and one phantom beast completely controlled the entire battlefield, and then Lin Xi led a deer cavalry to enter, like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

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In the distance, Changshengjue led the heavy armored cavalry of the Mythological Guild to charge at an extremely high speed, with extraordinary power, and further away, Feng Canghai personally led the people of Fenglin Huanhuo to charge. With a twisting body, it cooperates with the master to fight, spits out a mouthful of dragon breath, or manifests dragon claws and slaps it in the crowd of monsters, which is extraordinarily extraordinary.

It's a pity that although the true blood dragon is powerful, it cannot compare to the boy in black, and the strength of the two sides is not at the same level.

On the flanks, the people in Yinfu rushed desperately, constantly shaking the position of the Eastern Sea Corps. The leader of the Shanshui Spirit rushed forward with a sword blade, like a sharp knife, and roared: "How can this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp resist?" Can we defeat our elite soldiers? Brothers, kill me, we will win this battle!"

Behind him, strands of arrows with clear eyes and extended ink raged, sweeping across the monster group.

Obviously, everyone is holding their breath in this battle, everyone wants to gain more points, and this version event is not a version event for a certain server, but a joint event for entering the battlefield. When all the players on the server join, the competition for rankings will naturally become more intense, and correspondingly, the rewards for the top rankings must not be as generous as usual. , is also normal.

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In the middle and on the two wings, npc armies such as the Liuhuo Legion, the Knights Templar, and the Parliamentary Army also began to charge. Even Qingmu Tuomo brought a large iron cavalry of about 50,000 people, directly from a tricky angle. Enter the group of monsters and kill the army of necromancers behind the group of monsters. As the necromancers fall to the ground one by one, the brilliance of Daxiang's iron cavalry upgrade continues.

On the ground, there was a scuffle. The total strength of the two sides was evenly matched, but the morale of the players was obviously better. As for the Strange Demon Legion, the screaming Strange Demon Army was only afraid of the majesty of the throne and its own bloodthirsty. , in terms of true fighting will, they simply cannot be compared with the human race.

In the air, Fan Yi and Han Ying didn't look very good. Everything seemed to be beyond expectations. At first, Fan Yi thought that he could destroy the Changfeng Empire, the Blue Bird Kingdom and other southern countries in the shortest time, but it dragged on until Most of the Xuanyuan Empire's troops entered the arena, and it was too late to retreat at this time. The Sanxiong Pass in the north had been captured, and they had no way to retreat.

"This is not too good..."

Fan Yi frowned.

Han Ying looked solemn, stood up leaning on his long sword, and said, "Shoot together to suppress the battlefield?"

"Can."

There was an extra Confucian classic in Fan Yi's hand, and when he flipped it casually, the words turned into golden brilliance lingering between his fingers, and he said with a smile: "However, be careful about the fire in July, this child is deceitful, don't get too close, Otherwise... I'm afraid even I won't be able to save you."

"rest assured!"

The swordsmith slapped his chest and said with a smile: "I, Han Ying, have superb swordsmanship, and I don't need anyone to save me!"

"what ever."

The next moment, Fan Yi photographed countless golden words on the high-altitude throne, each word seemed to be a brand bearing the way of heaven, "Puffy" bombarded the crowd of players, and the per capita damage was about 100w Up and down, unless they are first-line players, they basically only have the fate of being killed in seconds, and white lights are everywhere in the crowd.

"grass!"

Chaotic Feng looked up at the sky first, and said coldly: "Fan Yi, come down if you have the guts?"

"Not going down."

Fan Yi didn't buy it, he just kept agitating words in the air, bombarding and killing the crowd.

"I'll come too!"

In the air, a figure came down from the sky. It was Han Ying, the swordsmith. With a flash of sword light, he finally drew his sword out of its sheath. Suddenly, the ray of sword light split into hundreds and thousands, raging across the crowd, and several of them Among the crowd of ten sword lights that happened to pass by Yilu, I hurriedly used Shadow Warp + White Dragon Wall to block five of the sword lights abruptly, while Lin Xi suddenly opened the sky sword umbrella and blocked three of them. Dao Jianguang, but there are still many Jianguang raging through Yilu's crowd, all with damage figures exceeding 80w, causing heavy casualties, and hundreds of people were cut off in an instant.

The throne shot is indeed different.

Compared with the previous top ten kings, these new thrones have gained the luck of heaven and earth, and their strength has indeed improved too much. Han Ying, who is ranked ninth, may be as strong as Su, who was ranked third before. pulled!

"come!"

I launched the transformation in an instant, and my body turned into a golden light and rushed towards Han Ying. The Vulcan blade wrapped a storm hit by a giant dragon, and hit Han Ying's back with a "Peng", But only hit a damage figure of 18w+, but he didn't blast him to the ground as expected.

"Get out!"

Han Ying turned around with a sword, and the sword light soared. The next moment, a spherical sword light with a radius of tens of meters hit me, smashing the white dragon wall in an instant, and then blasted the mountain shape on my body In terms of skills, he instantly brought my body to the ground!

"Peng—"

The ground shook and trembled, and dozens of nearby Yilu players were instantly vaporized, and I was blown out of 200w+ blood, rolling on the ground, in an indescribable embarrassment.

"It's courting death!"

Han Ying volleyed and chopped down with another sword.

I directly poured a bottle of life potion, and then activated all the defensive skills such as Ash Barrier, Radiant Shield Wall, etc., and was about to take this sword, but after a "dang", the sword light fell on a golden folding fan , it was Fan Yi who made a move, and the folding fan started to roll the moment the sword light bounced off, and instantly rolled Han Ying's body into the sky.

At the same time, with a sound of "chi", a golden sword light appeared out of thin air, passing the position where Han Ying was about to fall just now. If there was no Fan Yi's shot, and Han Ying insisted on cutting this sword at me, then He must eat this sword light.

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"scare?"

Han Ying flew to the throne again, his face became extremely ugly.

"I told you already."

Fan Yi was still sitting on the throne, with a lazy posture, and sneered: "You don't really think that Jing Yunyue is in Longyu, so she can't kill you who is thousands of miles away? Her swordsmanship pursues a flawless state , now you have probably reached the top of the mountain, is it difficult to kill you, the ninth-ranked throne, with a single sword?"

Han Ying did not refute, because he knew that the sword light just now was so powerful that even if he could block it, he would definitely be injured or his cultivation level would be damaged, and he might even fall. This feeling of facing great terror is It was very clear, so he just clasped his fists and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Han Ying will definitely repay you in the future!"

Fan Yi sneered: "How do you repay me? You are so stupid that you want to go your own way, committing suicide and apologizing?"

Han Ying: "..."

Between the two thrones, this day is almost too late to talk.

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The fierce battle continued.

Before twelve o'clock, Lin Xi, Shen Mingxuan, and Gu Ruyi went offline to eat something, while I, who was characterized by "hard work and hard work", stayed on the line and guarded the battlefield, and it was really necessary for me to be online at this time, because although the two thrones They will all fly down to "kill people". If I'm not around, no one can keep them. Once they are kept, the next step will be our player's best crowd tactics. Whether it's Fan Yi or Han Ying, whoever comes and who dies, this There is nothing to say, although Fan Yi is formidable and cunning, but after all, he is only a quasi-god, and he will die if he is not careful.

It was more than two o'clock in the morning.

None of the players who are still on the battlefield are willing to go offline, and they can count a little more points. Moreover, players on servers such as the national server, Indian server, Vietnamese server, and Philippine server are all like gambling. Names were left on the final version reward announcement, and no one wanted to lose to others in the main battlefield, so they killed each one ruthlessly.

At about three o'clock in the morning, under the leadership of Feng Canghai, Fenglin Huoshan's nearly 100,000 main force successfully made a detour, entered Juefeng City, and headed for the direction of the imperial palace, which made people feel a little more at ease. , the Changfeng Empire will not be destroyed. Although Feng Canghai is extremely annoying, if he is one of his own people on the battlefield, it is actually okay. He should also feel this way. After all, I am also the person he hates the most. .

Around four o'clock in the morning.

Senior Sister Yun sighed slightly beside her ears: "It seems that there is no chance this time, Fan Yi and Han Ying are so cautious, I have no chance to draw a sword."

"Um."

I nodded: "Fan Yi has acquiesced in the failure of this battle. The reason why he didn't order to retreat now is just to consume more power of the human race and make the death of his subordinates trapped in the Changfeng Empire even more valuable. a little."

"Indeed."

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At this moment, snow fell in the sky suddenly, and then a huge body fell from the sky, accompanied by a muffled roar in the ear: "Master Lin Hai ordered me to rush to the battlefield, and all the soldiers will follow me to fight quickly!"

As it said that, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and the bodies of countless players stood in place immediately, but the souls had already flown away from the bodies, turning into white light and dying in battle.

"It seems that the opportunity to make a sword has appeared again."

Senior Sister Yun snorted.