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Chapter 741 Fighting the Boss basically depends on the pile

Chapter 741: Fighting bosses basically depends on piles
"boom!"
The huge cross sword light with a diameter of 100 meters was like a comet crossing the night sky, instantly smoothing the potholes and leaving a flat sword mark on the ground.
"Damn...one is more perverted than the other! What is this thing!" Mythical Sword cursed with grinning, and the sleepiness that had been previously disappeared long ago.
The members were secretly glad in their hearts that they did not rush up to fight with the "Punishment Angel". Judging from the special effects of light and shadow, the sword in this guy's hand could easily smooth the ground like a "white board". The soldiers went up and just delivered vegetables, and the ants were just shaking the big tree.
"How to fight this thing?" Zhang Mu touched the back of his head, looking quite distressed. Compared with the "punishment angel" in front of him, the danger that the "Griffin King of the Demon Realm" brought him was almost negligible, and the two were not at the same level.
"No need to fight." Divalen sent a message at this time, and he smiled and said, "Just send a high-speed boss to take him around the city. If you hold on for an hour, you will win this battle. Congratulations, China Wing."
"Oh? That's so simple?" Zhang Mu was slightly stunned. Divalen's plan against the enemy was a little beyond his expectations.
Divalen smiled and said, "The first five waves of the Revenge Army test the members' defensive ability, and the sixth wave of tens of millions of bosses tests the members' attack ability. It's not easy to kill 20 million units of super bosses within one hour."
"So, what you adopted was the 'delay tactic' at that time?"
"Yes." Divalen nodded.
"Um..." Zhang Mu pinched his chin and began to think quickly.
"So that's it. The 'punishment angel' in front of us will not pose a threat to the success or failure of the battle! In other words, Chinatown is now an "invincible place". In this case, why not try to push the 'punishment angel'? If you succeed, everyone will be happy. If you fail, it will be just a loss of some military achievements for the members. For Chinatown members who have been fighting for years, spending a little "combat contribution value" to restore the deadly troops is just a trivial matter."
"Ashang, Amu, Daben, Emperor, Datian, bandit..." Zhang Mu shouted out the names of more than ten legion commanders in Chinatown in succession.
"exist."
"exist."
"What's the matter, boss?"
The legion commanders responded at the same time.
"There are 'Top Ten Legions' in Chinatown. I want you to lead your members to attack the 'Punishment Angels'. There is not much time left. If you want to defeat the Punishment Angels, there is only one way to defeat the corpses! Without further ado, gunfire, trial, you Ninth Regiment, the people from the Tenth Regiment will come first! Others are on standby! Wait until the Ninth Regiment, the entire army of the Tenth Regiment will be wiped out before you go."
"Gun Fire", one of the commanders of the later ranks in Chinatown, rarely leveled with Zhang Mu, but the emperor and myths were injured. The people like him are quite high. After a period of assessment, Zhang Mu promoted him to the commander of the Ninth Regiment. This person has many masters under his command and is the backbone of Chinatown.
As for the judgment, its original name is "Mythical Judgment", it is a team that is injured by the myth. It has a weak personal strength, but has unique leadership and command capabilities. The combat power of the Tenth Regiment is definitely not the strongest in Chinatown, but it is the most united.
"Okay! We understand!" Gunfire and the judge nodded at the same time, shouting loudly: "Everyone threw the boss in the town! The troops followed me! Pile the corpses and piled up the 'punishment angel' to death!"
"Okay!" Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison.
While a large number of bosses retreated, the troops of various tribes began to attack the punishment angels.
"This Chinese wing..." Di Valen shook his head and said in an inward voice: "It's so extravagant... In order to kill the 20 million units of punishment angels, he actually came up with such a bad idea to let his men die... I really don't know if he should praise him as a genius or call him a fool!"
"Do you have a better way? Valen?" A strange voice came from behind Divalen.
"Nekaf!" Divalen smiled big and said, "You are back."
Nekaf is 1.9 meters tall, with blonde hair, blue eyes, strong body, and his dressing is in a standard Western style, ages around 28 and around nine years old.
"Well, I'm back." Nekaf smiled faintly and sat beside Divalen and said, "If you want to kill the boss of 20 million units in 50 minutes, there is no other way except to rely on the pile of corpses. China Wing is right to do this."
"Haha, only Chinatown can withstand such consumption. After a battle, how many 'Golden Armor Generals' have to be demoted to 'Silver Armor'... How many 'Silver Armor' have been demoted to 'Bronze Armor'?" Di Valen shook his head. In his opinion, Zhang Mu was too disregarded to 'Silver Armor'.
"Different." Nekaf said: "Chinatown is a guild that grew up in the war. It has countless generals under its command and many generals of silver-armored armor. Such a small loss is nothing. But our "Dark Holy See" is different. It is a guild that relies on a huge economy. When it comes to practical experience, our members are probably not as good as Chinatown."
Divalenmo turned his head and stared at the screen for a long time, and said, "What interests me most is what this punishment angel will drop..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The soldiers surrounded the Punishment Angels, and hit him with arrows, light pillars, and magic at will. Every time the Punishment Angels attacked, hundreds of troops would be killed instantly.
The attack power of the punishment angel is so strong!
In front of his huge verdict sword, both the peasants and the behemoths are like ants.
With a wave of the sword, a pile of bones!
The soldiers' bones had long been piled up into mountains and turned into powder.
"Ninth regiment, the 10th regiment is going to be destroyed, bandits, damn it! Get ready!" Zhang Muyang raised his hand.
"Received! Brothers, follow me!" Taotian roared sharply, and then the soldiers under their two command rushed over one after another.
"In less than 5 minutes, this guy killed the Ninth Regiment. The Tenth Regiment had nearly one million troops... It's so terrible." Zhang Mu muttered silently, and at the same time, he had a new understanding of the million-level bosses in "Hero Invincible".
"If nothing unexpected happens, you should be able to kill him within the specified time! He has 17 million units left..." Wei Yang said.
"Well, everyone else is ready! Don't worry about casualties! You have to pile up corpses to death!"
"yes!"
"receive!"
"Hehe, brother, I really didn't expect that you would also make such a technical command, and actually use the tactic of piled up corpses." The fat man licked his big lips and kept laughing. He had been playing games with Zhang Mu for a year and a half. It was definitely the first time he had piled up corpses and beat the boss.
Chapter completed!
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