In the live broadcast screen, a sand sculpture player with the [Shenlong Huaxia Successor] on his head was wearing the thickest steel armor, without any weapons, completely abandoning the regular output, and launching a Chinese and Western charge against a black-robed death messenger. The tnt explosive lead on his back was quite eye-catching.

"For love & peace"!"

Hong Zhen, like a crappy enemy like him, one of the Death Messenger can beat a hundred without breathing.

However, what the Death Messenger expected was that when a black sword ignored the physical defense of the armor and inserted it straight into the guy's chest, it made a loud "bang".

The sick guy turned into a large crab meat-based broken grenade on the spot and fryed hundreds of dollars.

This is not a fool. If the crab man's shell is added with the fragments of metal armor, if it were human soldiers, there would be no living person within thirty meters of radius.

It's not a surprise!

The huge explosion naturally could not kill the Death Messenger, but only killed the player. The point is... it seems that [dead matter] has not been extracted?

Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow!?

The players can’t calm down!

"Ah! Ao--Wow!" The Death Messenger was obviously injured, and he let out a wail of neither human nor beast. All players, including Wang, who was peeping the screen, saw this scene through the live broadcast of the biu station-

The death messenger who was seriously injured, not only his arms, but also his eyebrows were inserted into pieces. He really tried to launch the [Dead Material] collection against the [Shenlong Huaxia Successor] who could not even compete.

But failed!

Without anyone reminding, players have already started to speculate.

【Ignorance is Power】: "Wait, is that guy unable to collect [dead material] from the corpse that is too tragic?"

[Chu Jiayun]: "You'll know if you try it."

This guy informed me very calmly - the second group of Kanfeng Death Squad was given to me.

Yes, before leaving, Kanfeng got on the plane.

These guys are just having fun on their own!

"Free America, shooting every day--" [War of Panic] shouted the slogans that came with a blind chicken and rushed directly to the messenger of death.

This time, the other party was prepared.

It was obvious that the guy was definitely not a serious knight during his lifetime, because he threw out Xiao Li's mother's flying knife. The hook-shaped flying knife that looked a bit like a claw knife made a strange arc, and it would be impossible to cut the throat of [Panish Battle] in just a little bit.

But... believe me, under normal circumstances, there will be no country that is willing to use its elite as a god of war, and the sand sculpture players who are not afraid of death can do this.

[Panishment Battle] At the critical moment, his waist was thrust and he leaned back sharply, like a certain iron king of NBA who was so tilted that he turned into three irons. He made a slippery kneeling action, and he avoided it and entered the explosion area.

Feeling that the lead was about to go out, this guy also made a side move to increase the power of the explosion.

"boom!"

The Death Messenger was really injured this time. Unlike the previous chaotic [???] state, the player saw this guy's blood bar for the first time.

"Oh oh oh!" The entire team's voice system, hundreds of rooms of all sizes, was in full bloom at the same time.

"The blood strips are revealed!"

"Go to the duck! Fuck him to death!"

"In the name of Elune!"

A group of funny guys yelled, and immediately more sick guys silently carried TNT gift packs on the outside.

[Drunk Bird] The eyes are deep and affectionate, looking at the direction where [Yanhuang City] is: "Ah! My dear Shirley, when you receive my message, I probably have already gone. Please don't worry about me, I..."

Before this guy finished his 'last words', he was slapped on the back of the head by [Heihei's bitter tea master]: "I'm x, you'll have many shows! You can't get up! You can't get up!"

"Go up! Go now!"

The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the heroes are gone and back again!

right!

These bitches are addicted to playing!

The huge gap in strength makes ordinary players often unable to take the move of the Death Messenger.

Players quickly discovered that as long as they died, the other party could not recover the corpse and absorb [dead material].

That problem will be solved easily!

The guy who was not sure of not giving it to was spontaneously banned from playing.

A large number of Zuan players even formed a blockade line. Whoever dared to rush around was immediately criticized for being unable to take care of themselves and lost their mother on the spot.

And the guy who is more capable will not be charged by the second person when he goes up. It is confirmed through the system that as long as he does not give away points, he will not have much experience deducting points.

The blood strip of the messenger of the death was deducted.

Finally entered the killing stage.

The strongest player has taken action.

【Awkward Chat】: "Look at my tornado blowing through the parking lot--"

A strong wind blew away, blowing away a large number of pieces of meat. This prevented the other party from suddenly lowering the lower limit, and could also get [dead matter] through minced meat!

[Black Valley Little Angel] The head is like a javelin: "Look at me [The Immortal's Guide to the Way]!"

[Chu Jiayun]: "Look at me [Tai Chi Diagram]!"

[Slaying the nameless ghost with a knife]: "Look at me...Huh!? The grass! Is it already dead?"

The messenger of death looked really miserable. One hand was blown away, one leg was blown away and the eighth section was broken. Only a little rotten muscles were left. Almost every inch of the surface of the body was broken, and traces of the corrosion of the holy water were everywhere.

He had already fallen to the ground, and even the sick guys in the player's voice channel were playing the Japanese song "Flower of Hope" with a cool meaning.

Players are a very safe group of people.

Well, to be precise, they saw that the blood bars had single digits of blood left.

Several kitchen knives looked at each other and rushed forward like lightning. Without saying a word, they unloaded 1,024 yuan on the spot.

"Safe! Chop a little bit!"

"good!"

"Think about it, it's better to grind powder?"

"good!"

A group of guys will use [to kill the enemy with a big move, whip the corpse] to the extreme. Not to mention, they are actually just working on the blood strip.

What they didn't expect was that when they were doing this, they were seen by a powerful Yan Emperor Legion scout and recorded it.

When this information was reached by Rachel, Rachel's expression was wonderful.

Originally, a unit that could fight against evil appeared on the Guardian side, which should be thankful, but she found that she couldn't be happy and even felt that her stomach was in a turbulent way. Her face was so bad that she almost became a black-faced god.

"What an evil creature! These guys are simply a cancer of the world!"

"Indeed." Derria comforted her with Rachel's shoulder: "Precautions should be taken into account."

"Huh! Huh! Huh!" Rachel gasped heavily, and her full chest was fluctuating violently, and finally calmed down a little: "Let's go! Looking for the Abyss!"

She made up her mind-the evil people still need to be beaten by the evil people!

The Abyss Legion is the sharpest and most terrifying double-blade sword in her hands!
Chapter completed!