Tang Weiwei's instant ice bomb was blocked by Yiwu's beautiful ice shield. Although it broke through the shield, it did not slow her down.

"Ice Ring Technique."

A circle of cold ice burst out at a rapid speed. The silent lion and others who surrounded and killed the ghost skull-breaking beast were instantly frozen. The orderly rhythm of the waves battle was disrupted.

Immediately afterwards, the fire ball above the head of the flames rose into the sky, like a torrent falling from the output player.

Flaming Sky Waterfall.

Most players were frozen by Yiwu Qingcheng's Ice Ring Technique. They could not move. They could only withstand the burning of the fire. As a result, a damage number of up to three thousand floated up and the flames were extinguished. Except for the Blood Bull Shield War, the blood volume was pulled by Xia Yumo's Great Light Technique. The rest of the cloth armor and leather armor players were all instantly instantly.

Everyone's hearts were shocked. They knew that the battle group that pushed the waves was about to be destroyed.

Sure enough, the ghost skull-breaking beast took advantage of the silent lion being frozen and could not block it. A dark light bullet added a claw strike to kill it.

As soon as the silent lion died, the other tanks could not hold back their hatred. The ghost skull-breaking beast rushed over and sprayed several dark light balls. None of the remaining eight tanks died.

Yiwu Qingcheng giggled proudly and said, "Do you think you can win with more people? Tang Weiwei. This is just the beginning. I said that I not only want to replace it, but also trampled you under my feet, so that you can never turn over."

Tang Weiwei bit her lower lip tightly and didn't answer. She just made a dim light technique. Yiwu Qingcheng slid his left foot and flashed behind the fire flames. The tall body of the fire flames immediately covered her tightly. The black beam of light hit the fire flames' head and knocked it off 2,600 points of blood.

"Ice Storm."

Tang Weiwei shouted angrily. The storm whirlpool of the ice snorkeling sucked Yiwu Qingcheng and the flames into it.

How could a mage with weak constitution withstand the ravages of the ice storm? For a moment, Yiwu Qingcheng was strangled by the storm and fell from mid-air with unwillingness.

"How could her group attack magic be casting speed so fast?" This was the last thought of Yiwu Qingcheng before consciousness dissipated.

"You will never understand Sister Weiwei's spell casting speed limit. It's just like you will never become the Ice and Snow Goddess."

Lan Yumian glanced at Yiwu Qingcheng's corpse with contempt and said coldly. Then his body disappeared into darkness and sneaked towards the next target...Mo Qianchou.

...

Yiwu Qingcheng died. It seemed that there was no touch on Indra. The Emperor's God still looked calm. He flew and flew alone to fight Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng. Although the scene was dangerous, Indra's defense was more than attacking but was completely at a disadvantage. However, under Mo Qianchou's treatment, he could still barely remain unbeaten.

At this time, there were only a dozen people left in the Luoshen Guild. Jian Wushen roamed and shot arrows to attack Ye Feng, reducing the pressure of Indra. With the two heavenly pets, Abyss Skeleton King and Lightning Leopard, players of the Luoshen Guild could not get close to Mo Qianchou and Jian Wushen.

The chance of Indra's dodging in the state of Freedom Dance is simply outrageous. If you want to kill him in a short time, you must give priority to solving Mo Qianchou, and the arrow will not be hurt.

To kill these two people, they can only rely on Lan Yumian. Now the Luoshen Guild is left with only a few druids and Holy Light Knights. Thieves, and hunters are killed by the hunter. These players rely on these players to steal and kill them. They are killed by the pet before they get close.

As for Tang Weiwei, although she is a god-level master, but Jade Wushang can rank among the eight tribes of the Heavenly Dragons in the mythological guild where experts gather. Her strength cannot be underestimated. In addition, the hunter is born with a natural restraining mage. Jade Wushang also controls a heavenly pet. There is Mo Qianchou, a god-master who can dispel the frozen state. Tang Weiwei has almost no chance of winning.

...

During the battle, Ye Feng swept across the thousand troops for the second time. The first two sword energy were mischievous. The third one directly hit Di Shitian's blood bar to one-third.

"Is Shitian. You are dead today." Ye Feng's sword blade flashed with blood in his eyes, like blood pupils, violent murderous aura was everywhere. The red sword light rolled wildly and stormed... and the slaughter was destroyed.

Seeing this, Di Shitian flew back. The wide-blade giant sword shook. Six sword shadows hit the sword light. Bang bang bang bang... a series of muffled sounds. Ye Feng's sword light was blocked. The sharp attack immediately disintegrated.

"This can block it."

Ye Feng was stunned. A wisp of black air emerged from Mo Qianchou's staff and then sank into the skeleton head of the ghost skull-breaking beast.

"bite."

Battle tips: Player Mo Qianchou uses his skill [Gua] to the Ghost Skull Beast. The Ghost Skull Beast’s hatred is forced to transfer.

Immediately, the ghost skull-breaking beast left the flames and roared towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng felt relieved when he saw it. No wonder there were only three people left. Ind Shitian was still so calm. It turned out that their real killer move was still this demon wave ss.

As long as Ye Feng is entangled by Boss, the freed flames, the Greedy Wolf stops Tang Weiwei and Indra, he can take the opportunity to attack and easily kill Ye Feng and Luo Yunmeng. Even if Lan Yumian can steal Mo Qianchou, there will be no heavy armor melee battle. The situation has been settled. The one who laughs to the end is still Indra.

"What should I do? Are you just watching them turn the tables? "Ye Feng was anxious and upset. The ghost skull-breaking beast had more than 40,000 points of blood left at this time. It could not be killed with just three swords and two swords. Besides, this was a demon-level wave ss. Who could do it if he fought alone?

Xia Yumo was also extremely anxious. When she heard the battle prompt, she immediately threw a dispersion for the Ghost Skull Beast. She hoped to relieve the bewitching state. However, Ghost Skull Beast is not a friendly target. Dispersion has no effect.

"Tuoba. Block Indie." Luo Yunmeng suddenly said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ye Feng didn't even think about it. He flashed his head in front of Luo Yunmeng. He swept his mind and the skill bar. The shield block turned off the damage and cooled down. He pulled his left arm and the Tianlei shield slapped at Indra.

Indra's single-body skill ultimate move [Thunder Flame Slash] was bounced back again. Unfortunately, Ye Feng's unsatisfied shield anti-injury skill completely lost its effect under the extremely coquettish operation of the Emperor's God. Indra's copycat version of the Dark Night Demon Lotus Dance made him successfully avoid the reflex sword energy.

At this time, Luo Yunmeng's cherry lips spit out a few ethereal and ancient notes. A purple flame emerged from the plain white smooth palm.

Indra snorted coldly: "You dare to sing magic in front of me. You are looking for death."

Indra's words are definitely not a big deal. Experts often use instant skills and skills that take a long time to start. First, the attack intention is obviously easy to be seen by the opponent. Second, your skills may not have been formed yet and your opponent will take the opportunity to kill them.

A showdown between experts. You can kill life and death with one move.

Luo Yunmeng smiled slightly. The purple flame in his palm had turned into a lightning form. At this time, even if he was attacked by interrupting skills such as kicking or spell countermeasures, it could not prevent the casting of the skills.

Indra Shitian's steps changed continuously. In an instant, countless illusions emerged. Ye Feng stabbed the sky with a sword. He turned around and turned to the left but Shitian had already shook to the left.

"die."

"Tuoba. Kill Indra."

Indra and Luo Yunmeng blurted out almost at the same time. A colorful sword light shot out from Indra's giant sword blade. The purple thunder lightning in Luo Yunmeng's hand also turned into angry thunder. It slashed on Indra's body in the air...

Critical strike-3000.

Critical strike-7200.

"bite."

Battle Tips: Player Indra uses his skill [One Sword Shocking Rainbow]. It causes 7200 4 times critical damage to player Luo Yunmeng. Luo Yunmeng has died after being hit by a fatal blow.

"bite."

Battle tips: Player Luo Yunmeng casts skill [Heavenly Punishment]. Player Indra receives 1800 critical hit damage and falls into a 12-second fainting state.

"disperse."

Mo Qianchou's dispersion technique was thrown out in time. However, the system prompted that this state could not be dispersed.

Ye Feng looked at Luo Yunmeng with a smile and fell down. He felt so depressed that he was almost crazy. He asked his beloved girl to sacrifice to help him complete the final kill. This was even more uncomfortable than letting him die by himself.

At this moment, he hated that his skills were not as good as others. If he could defeat Indra, Luo Yunmeng would not have died. The 600 elite group of the Luoshen Guild would not have been completely defeated.

As a guild president, no one understands the significance of the elite group to the entire guild better than him. No one can ignore such losses.

Even though she abides by the agreement with Luo Donghua, Luo Yunmeng still came. In order to successfully conquer the Soster Fortress in the Gods Realm, she almost occupied the entire Luo Shen Guild. Perhaps she had to face the thunder from her father alone and was furious.

"For me, you have paid too much. If your wife is like this, what else can you ask for?"

...

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile. He raised his thunder shield and smashed the dark light ball of the ghost skull-breaking beast. He stepped on the side and ran away in front of Indra, who was stunned by thunder and lightning.

"Indra. I said that the true peak exists in the future. When you are old, remember my words. Don't wait too long. I will let your myths be destroyed in the Second World."

"This sword is not for Yunmeng, but for Vivi."

Ye Feng finished speaking and looked at Di Shitian disdainfully. The golden sword of the underworld was raised above the top. A sword spread across the sky. A bunch of blood was splattered. The body of Di Shitian was separated and his head was cut off by a sword.

Decapitation.

Only such cruel killing method can make Ye Feng vent his anger a little. But this is still not enough. He wants to let the entire Myth Guild be buried with him.

"Tuobaxie. I'll fuck..."

Mo Qianchou's eyes were flawed and cursed with grief and anger. A generation of online game god was beheaded. This is simply a great humiliation. Looking at the Chinese region, no one dared to do this. Even if he had the confidence to win, even Xiaotian, the president of the Blood Wolf Alliance, would not dare. Because everyone was afraid of the bloody revenge of the Myth Guild's efforts to exert the power of the whole meeting.

But Tuobaxie did it. He didn't hesitate and cut his head off with one sword.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qianchou's swearing was not over yet. An iron arrow sprayed with black light broke through the air and penetrated his throat with an arrow.

Critical strike-5900.

"bite."

Battle tips: Player Mo Qianchou was shot and killed by the player (hidden name).

"who?"
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