#1025 Sniper Action

Zhou Can was shocked when he saw dozens of powerful kings appearing suddenly.

This is the conspiracy of the endless race!

Using the rock giant to cover the king and the strong, this is preparing for a surprise attack.

But Zhou Can didn't take it too seriously. After all, being a king is not a Hall of Fame.

As a member of the Hall of Fame, everyone has their own absolute pride. Although dozens of kings are difficult to deal with, Zhou Can is still very confident that he will not lose. Because the Hall of Fame is under siege, the nearby Hall of Fame members will definitely come to support .

As long as he persists for a while, he can still win.

So when dozens of demon kings appeared, Zhou Can still laughed: "It's really painstaking to come up with such a name, but I still want to say that you are stupid, because you chose the wrong ambush target, how dare you If you attack the Hall of Fame, I really don't know how many heads you have grown?"

These demon kings didn't talk nonsense with Zhou Can at all. After the surrounding situation was formed, they immediately swarmed up!

The few hell demons in front, wielding steel forks and warhammers in their hands, attacked head-on.

The demons in the latter group used countless long-range attacks.

Mental shock!

Deadly Hidden Weapon!

venom!

The successive blows were so dense that there was no room to avoid them, forming a net of heaven and earth.

Just as Zhou Can's sword shook a demon with a long stick, he was bombarded by a double-hammered demon.

The power of these demons was originally greater than that of the ground races. In addition, these demons clearly cooperated very well, so they found that Zhou Can's old power dissipated and the new power was not born.

Boom~~~!

Zhou Can's long sword let out a scream, and one of the seven swords was blasted back into Zhou Can's body.

"Leave me alone!"

The three melee demons attacked at the same time, pinning Zhou Can down, and at this time the long-range attack also arrived.

At this time, Zhou Can couldn't help but feel his soul.

First of all, he overestimated his own strength. Most of the members of the Hall of Fame were also promoted from the powerful kings. Many kings and powerhouses are not the Hall of Fame, but they have the strength of the quasi-Hall of Fame.

Among these demon warriors, nearly half have the strength of a quasi-Hall of Fame.

This is not an ordinary ambush team, this team is obviously specially prepared to ambush the Hall of Fame.

It would be fine if Zhou Can was in the top ten of the Hall of Fame, but he was ranked 72 and couldn't stand the ambush of so many opponents who were not much weaker than him.

Overestimate yourself and underestimate the enemy, you will have to pay a painful price!

After blocking several attacks in a row, after all, his fists were invincible to four hands, and a spiritual shock first broke through his spiritual consciousness!

There was a violent dizziness in the head, then the body went weak, and then the neck shone.

A blade of light swept past his neck, and Zhou Can's head flew into the air!

Then blows from all directions followed, and immediately smashed his body to the ground!

Only the divine stone he collected, and his own divine stone fluttered in the air, which attracted a scramble for the title of the demon king.

However, there were no ground races around at this time, and all the spoils fell into the hands of the opponent.

Hall of Famers, fell into the endless race ambush circle, fell on the spot!

And not in the hands of Hall of Fame opponents, but in the hands of some unknown people, sadly.

Following Zhou Can's death, a scrolling screen flashed across the dimensional universe.

Every country and city, every person on any forum, can clearly see this news.

"Zhou Can, a member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, ranked 272nd, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."

The message scrolled three times, causing the entire universe to be silent for a few seconds.

There are Hall of Famers dead!

Before the war, people kept guessing which side would have the first Hall of Fame to fall, but no one thought it would come so quickly, and they all thought it might take a while for the war to go on before the Hall of Fame dies.

But less than ten minutes into the battle, the Hall of Fame died!

And he died in the hands of someone who didn't know who it was, and the entire universe was in an uproar for a while.

"MLGB's! What's going on? When did the Hall of Fame do this?"

"It's just trash, and it was killed by an unknown person. What kind of Hall of Fame is this?"

"If the Hall of Fame is at this level, then I think this battle can be over, and it is better to surrender early."

"It's over, it's over! Who is this eighth theater commander? How did you command it?"

Compared with the annoyed scolding of the ground race, there was a burst of cheers from the endless race.

"Beautiful work! This demon buddy is so powerful!"

"Hahaha! I don't think it will take long for this to continue, and our army will be able to drive straight in!"

"Long live the Great Emperor! Long live the endless race!"

"Lin Zhen, your subordinate is dead, it's your turn next, get out of here and die!"

"Lin Zhen has become a tortoise. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out. First, kill all the trash in the Eighth War Zone, and see if he is still a bare commander!"

In the face of the crazy clamor of the endless race, the people of the ground race are also fighting back, but the confidence is insufficient after all.

They can only hope, hope that the next Hall of Famer to die in battle is an endless race, so that they can save some face.

This kind of emotion is not only for them, but also for those who fight on the battlefield.

It is a shame to be killed by the Hall of Fame. There are only 600 Halls of Fame on both sides. This kind of scrolling screen can appear up to 600 times. Everyone hopes that the other party will die more.

But in the first wave of attacks, the Endless Race was not in the Hall of Fame at all, which made it impossible for them to take revenge.

With Zhou Can's death, the battlefield situation changed.

A sniper team composed of powerful kings from the demons, ghosts, and demons haunts every corner of the battlefield.

These squads were carefully selected by the endless races, and each squad consisted of fifty kings, who mingled in the squad under the cover of the same tribe.

Whenever a golden flag was seen flying in that place, the squads moved forward quietly.

In the team, there will be a lot of quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouses. These people can fight against the lower-ranked Hall of Fame for a while. Under the tacit understanding of everyone, the lower-ranked Hall of Fame basically has nothing to fight back. Chance.

Moreover, there are now more Hall of Fame members. Those who are in the top 100 are actually some veteran demigods. They can't reach the perfect state, and they may not be much better than the previous Hall of Fame.

So such an ambush is guaranteed.

Following Zhou Can, the second scrolling screen words appeared again.

"Member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, Lando, ranked 280th, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."

"Li Xinghe, a member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, ranked 291st, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."

"Ground Race Hall of Famers, Fourth War Zone..."

The news one after another kept appearing, hitting the fragile nerves of the people of the ground race again and again.

In less than half an hour, nine Hall of Famers have already died!

Five of them were from the Eighth War Zone where Lin Zhen was located.

Because Lin Zhen has dispatched the most Hall of Fame, with the help of Augustine, ten Hall of Fame have been dispatched, but in such a short period of time, half of them were killed!

Such a blow is simply unacceptable to the people of the ground race.

If this continues, it won't be long before the ground race will be wiped out.

"What are you doing! It's all dead people on our side. Are we worse than the endless race? Then how did the endless race go to the depths of the endless star sea? Or are people now just rice buckets?"

"Look at it, this is not the end. Those Hall of Fame have already penetrated into the core of the battlefield, and they have become the targets of the opponent's hunting. I am afraid that these people will not come back."

"Let's just let others calculate, is there no way to deal with it?"

"Lin Zhen... I'm a little disappointed in him."

"Rescue those Hall of Famers, you can't waste these masters fighting against each other's cannon fodder!"

On the battlefield, in the Eighth War Zone, the five Hall of Fame powerhouses are still surrounded by each other.

From Lin Zhen's point of view, he could clearly see that several sniper squads were moving towards them, while some warriors of the endless races were completely reckless and dragged their hands and feet.

If these five Halls of Fame are lost again, one-third of the high-end combat power of Lin Zhen's men will be removed at once.

At this moment, although the rumors are not good for Lin Zhen, Lin Zhen is not in a hurry.

Because now someone is more anxious than him.

This man is Augustine.

Augustine hurriedly said: "Lin Zhen, you are the commander of the theater. You can't just sit back and ignore this situation. If these people are lost, then our eighth theater will be in danger."

Lin Zhen glanced at Augustine, and the coldness in his eyes made Augustine a little creepy.

"You...what do you mean?"

Lin Zhen snorted coldly: "Augustine, you insisted on letting them go, and then let me take the blame. Now that something happened, but you want me to rescue me, do you think I, Lin Zhen, are taking the blame?"

"Then...then what do you think?"

As soon as Lin Zhen turned around, his nostrils turned to the sky: "If you don't go, whoever likes to go will go!"

Anyway, these people have a good relationship with Augustine, and they are not convinced by Lin Zhen, so Lin Zhen is too lazy to care about their lives.

Augustine didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so decisive, and his head suddenly became big.

With the support of these people, he can fight against Lin Zhen, and these people have absolutely nothing to lose.

But the situation is critical now, and Augustine can't guarantee that the endless race has any backing. Let him save people by himself. It is very likely that he will die, and he is unwilling.

"Boss Lin, I admit it. If you have any conditions, I will complete it!"

In desperation, Augustine bowed his head in front of Lin Zhen for the first time.