Chapter 92 Happy Things in Life
Oops!
As soon as they saw the flying dragon appearing in the sky, everyone's hearts went cold. Feilong was in the sky, a celebrity on the list of Bahuang City, known as the number one spiritualist in Bahuang City, and his rank was always close to the top three. And this person is the leader of Longxiang Guild. Looking at the world structure of Bahuang City, it is basically the three major guilds of Prague, Fengmang, and Longxiang competing for supremacy, and then the small and medium-level guilds such as Fengyun are fighting for soy sauce.
No one thought that the Long Xiang Guild disregarded any field rules at all, and Fei Long Zai Tian brought 100+ people to snatch our final boss.
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"Hold!"
Admiral Li Mu's face was ashen, and he shouted angrily: "We... We and Brother Xiaoyao have worked hard to this day, so... are we going to do this?!"
General Lian Po opened his longbow to attack the corpse leader, while looking cold, he said: "Li Mu, keep your IQ, you are our boss, go over and negotiate with Long Xiang, delay the time, and let the rest of us take care of yourself." Let's work hard and try to kill the remaining 6% of the corpse leader's blood as quickly as possible, this will take about 3 minutes, as long as 3 minutes, we will not fail!"
Li Mu nodded, held his sword and rushed down the hillside, one person and one sword came to the front of a large group of Long Xiang Guild members, he put the blade on his shoulder, and said with a slight smile: "Friends of Long Xiang, what are you doing?"
A berserker from the Longxiang Guild broke out, holding a battle axe, and above his head was the golden emblem of the seventh person in the Heavenly List of the Eight Desolation City. It was a fierce tiger, and he laughed at Li Mu: "Li Mu, we are Entrusted by friends, their BOSS can't be killed halfway, so we are here to clean up the mess, please get out of the way, and don't make things difficult for Longxiang Guild."
Li Mu frowned: "What friends? I entrust you to clean up the mess?"
Holding his staff in the sky, Feilong shouted in a low voice: "We were invited by the Overlord of Western Chu to kill the boss. Now that you have taken the boss that originally belonged to us, there is nothing to say. Get out of here immediately, or you will bear the consequences."
He glanced at the boss's health bar, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.
Admiral Bai Qi held his tomahawk from a distance, and shouted loudly: "Put P, this is nothing to clean up the mess, the BOSS was fought by us from 100% blood, is it obvious that you, Long Xiang, want to grab the BOSS? Long Xiang, one of the top ten guilds in China, actually wants to do such a lowly thing? Pooh!"
The flying dragon stomped on the ground with one foot in the sky, and suddenly a golden spirit-gathering shield condensed around its body, protecting it from any damage for a certain period of time. The second-turn skill of a level 40 spiritualist, a mage with the spirit-gathering shield is simply An immortal existence, it is said that in the morning, a 40-level fighter killed a 40-level spiritualist, and it took 14 attacks to break the opponent's 4th-level Spirit Gathering Shield. One can imagine its toughness.
Raising the staff, "swipe" a sound of fire and ice surges!
"Boom!"
The roaring light of ice and fire appeared under Li Mu's feet, and he was shocked to take a few steps back, and his vitality and blood dropped by 900+ points. This is the strength of a top spiritualist, and fighter players can compete with it, basically only 2-3 times Attacks can kill them. Once a level 40 Spiritualist of the same level has the Spirit Gathering Shield, it is simply the nemesis of the heavy armor system!
"Hold……"
Li Mu retreated a few steps tremblingly, a little bit of frost condensed on the boots, which was the deceleration effect of the roar of ice and fire. Li Mu ranked third in Bahuang City, and Flying Dragon ranked fourth in the sky, but the difference in strength was not the same. Not too big.
Endless anger welled up in his eyes, Li Mu drank a blood bottle, gritted his teeth and said, "What a Longxiang guild, it's really so shameless, bah, it's so shameless!"
Feilong's eyes froze in the sky: "What are you waiting for, go to me and kill all the players in this Menggui Gorge except Longxiang Guild. This Zilin-level boss is ours!"
"Clang!"
Li Mu drew out his epee, crossed it across his chest, and raised his head with a sense of arrogance. He laughed and said, "Come on, even if I die, I have to let you bastards know that although games are games, Human hearts remain the same, those who bully the weak will never be the strong, but a group of scum who bully the weak, and I, Li Mu, look down on you the most in my life!"
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On the hillside, General Wang Jianqing jumped down with his sword, and said in a low voice: "Bai Qi, come up with me, let's help the boss! This place is handed over to Brother Xiaoyao and Brother Lianpo!"
I slashed on one of the boss's foreheads with a sword, and the stinky blood spattered, while saying: "Be careful, try not to die, the current level is too difficult to improve!"
Wang Jian held the long sword upside down, and laughed: "It's a pleasure to be friends with you. It's a pity that you can't come and fight to the death with us!"
"Boom" a beam of energy swayed under my feet, and I hit the BOSS's abdomen with a thousand rides, and I laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I can't live if you are dead, Long Xiang Guild is not that kind, but, Before I hang up, I will try to kill as many scum as possible!"
"good!"
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"Kill Li Mu first!" The flying dragon danced in the sky, and the sudden rock strike skill exploded at Li Mu's feet. A series of damage figures were astonishing. !
"brush!"
"+600!"
A hired pot hanger MM gave Li Mu a cure from a distance, allowing him to barely block it.
Admiral Bai Qi came roaring with his battle-axe in his hand. The battle-axe cut into the shoulder of an ascetic monk abruptly, his body rotated, and a continuous attack of level 5 rapid fire + fire ax erupted. Killed, there is no way, the explosive power of the barbarian's berserker is too powerful, the normal attack can cut off his 800+ HP, and the rapid fire flame will directly cause thousands of damage!
Flying Dragon's eyes froze in the sky: "Fierce Tiger, kill General Bai Qi!"
On the side, the fierce tiger had already rushed out, a collision with the general Bai Qi, and the two of them retreated a few steps with a "bang". In front of the chest, it slows down greatly, and brings out 774 points of damage. Feilong Zaitian's spiritual mastery is too precise, so it can also be locked!
"die!"
Liehu charged forward with his battle ax in hand, and a Flame of Rapid Fire drifted past!
"Crack!"
"874!"
Bai Qi's defense was too poor, and his attack skills such as Rapid Flame were cooling down, he fell to his knees with a muffled grunt, and became the first blood of our camp! (First blood, originated in dota, and later widely used in the first death in a battle)
Seeing that Bai Qi had hung up, Wang Jian had already rushed out and shouted: "Boss!"
The blade sticks to the ground and walks!
"Clang!"
Wang Jian's attack made Liehu's body sink, and the battle ax deviated from its original trajectory. Before he could stand still, Wang Jian turned over and hit suddenly. The strength of the swordsman was no less than that of the opponent, and Liehu staggered outward When he fell, he panicked and shouted loudly: "They want to set fire to kill me, whoever hangs the pot, milk me!"
A lot of pot hangers came from Longxiang Guild, and while Liehu was in the air, healing figures floated all over his body.
"brush!"
The figure passed by, and a wave of light pushed away the surrounding grass. General Li Mu held his epee and launched a B-level combo skill - Wu'an Xuanwei!
"Bang bang bang..."
In the successive attacks, Liehu's blood continued to decrease, and he flew into the air after being hit by Li Mu. At the same time as the lethal turning sword fell, Wang Jian's blade also floated a golden six-pointed star, "swiping" four swords , the cooperation with Li Mu was impeccable, and instantly disintegrated the other party's instant healing mode, beheading the fierce tiger!
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"Hold……"
The flying dragon let out a muffled snort in the sky, seeing the fierce tiger being killed by the opponent's combined attack, but he could do nothing but wave his staff, and roaring ice and fire appeared at the feet of the general Wang Jian, and then, seven musketeers in the air held their muskets at the same time , A round of "bang bang bang" salvo!
"311!"
"287!"
"302!"
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A series of dense damage numbers flew up, and Wang Jian fell to the ground, his chest armor was covered with dense bullet holes, and he was killed by the opponent's musket volley!
Li Mu felt a pain in his heart again. He raised his sword and went away decisively. The blade brushed across the neck of a musketeer, and with a pet blow, he killed him directly. As soon as the spiritualist sent the blade, it pierced through the opponent's chest with a "puchi" and killed another one.
"die!"
The flying dragon let out a low cry from the sky, and the torrent slammed down randomly. Li Mu groaned, fell to his knees, died, and burst out an armored leg guard.
"Kill the past and take the BOSS!"
At the order of the flying dragon from the sky, dozens of people who entered the canyon first rushed over.
Admiral Lian Po gritted his teeth: "This group of people are really despicable, do they really not care what others think of Long Xiang?"
As I slammed the corpse leader's abdomen, I said in a low voice: "They only know that the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, so it doesn't matter what others think of them. The boss still has 2% blood, hold on, and output with all your strength!"
Admiral Lian Po said in a low voice: "I can't stand it anymore, I'll delay it for a while, I'll leave this place to you, Xiaoyao!"
As he said that, a group of aged archers rushed out, marched close to the mountains, pulled up their longbows, and attacked with their second-turn skills and triple arrows in a row, and dropped several long-range arrows on the edge of the opponent in seconds Player, Lian Po's positioning is very subtle, the smoke is flying behind him, and the opponent's musketeer can hardly lock him.
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"MD..." Feilong narrowed his eyes in the sky, and raised his staff: "Focus!"
"Swipe" an ice pick flew up, and "slapped" on Lian Po's shoulders. Several swordsmen rushed over, their blades dancing wildly. The veteran Lian Po was just an archer, how could he stand up to such close combat, sobbing With a sound of falling to the ground, all the four members of the admiral's family were killed.
"Snapped!"
While the blood was flying, I looked up at the boss's blood, and there was still the last 1%...
"Ahh..."
With two screams in a row, more than a dozen swordsmen and berserkers from Long Xiang rushed up the mountain and began to slash and kill our Pot Hangers and Spiritualists. How could remote professions stand up to such a toss?
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"The BOSS is out of blood! Kill the BOSS first, focus on the fire first and kill it in seconds!" Feilong roared loudly in the sky, and at the same time raised his staff, a roar of ice and fire erupted between me and the corpse boss!
"874!"
Trembling all over, it hurts so much, the attack power of the top spiritualist is too terrifying!
Without the slightest hesitation, I commanded the little pacifier to launch an attack. At the same time, the waves under my feet surged, and I rode like a thousand. I went out and fought hard. All my hopes were bet on this S-level combo!