Chapter 205: Avatar

"Fast chase! The fastest speed to solve these Chinese players! Their support will come soon!"
The British theater is not a big battle zone. It can only be regarded as a medium-sized theater. Obviously these hundreds of people are all British theater players who participate in the event.
Among them, the top players in the British theater are also there, so the combat power is extremely strong, and a large team in the Huaxia Theater has dared to eat.
However, I am afraid that the players in the Huaxia Theater will be able to rush, because the number of players in the Huaxia Theater is too large, and an inattention will become surrounded by them.
In addition to the top players can slightly ignore some of the number of suppression, the melee between players is still based on the number of people to form an advantage.
Now the Huaxia Theater is being pressed by the British theater, because the number of people is 10 times larger, so they can only fight back and retreat. If they are retained, they will only die.
Among the teams in the British theater, one player is very conspicuous because he is a knight! Riding on a white unicorn, a bit similar to the Light Unicorn, but a little short, but as the only Cavalier, is enough to make him stand out.
This knight player is obviously from the British theater, a brown hair and a handsome face, making him look sunny and charming, tall, a silver armor bright, holding a long-handled gun like a horse warfare, With the power of the mount, the players in the Chinese Theater are constantly chasing, and each attack can cause huge damage.
And on the head of the British Cavaliers, the character name is exactly what Michael is! On the list of the treasures, the top players in the British theater are ranked ahead of Raytheon!
"Beautiful lady, don't have to rush so hard, I just want to get to know you."
At this moment, Michael's goal is obviously to stare at the Liu Weiwei in the Huaxia theater team, with a modest smile, chasing after him, under the speed advantage of riding the mount, can not afford to lose.
Liu Weiwei snow gauze covers the face, and the ethereal dust, but can only be withdrawn without a word, the summer trade union is the core of this third team, she is the union president of the summer trade union, can not be left.
If she dies, the third team will inevitably collapse, which will be a big blow to the reputation of the midsummer trade union.
"Hey! Give me away!"
Players with the Summer Union traders want to block Michael, but Michael is obviously strong and arrogant. With the advantage of height and mount, the dragon gun in his hand will cause more than 50 points of damage every time. Can live.
"It's you again! The ghost is not scattered!"
A black shadow suddenly appeared in the air, the night of the black dress, and leaped from behind Michael, and the eyes in his hand pointed directly behind Michael.
And Michael is like a long-eyed eye behind him. The dragon gun swept across, wide open and close, and directly forced the night to retreat. He has the height advantage of the mount, plus the advantage of the dragon gun's attack range. Close to the body, can only pull out and retreat, while continuing to enter the sneak, so as not to be surrounded by players in the British theater.
"Hey!"
Several arrows flew toward Michael, but it was clear that in the night of Michelle, the dragon gun in his hand ran back again, and accurately swept several fast-moving arrows. The blockage of the damage prompted to float on the head of Michael, and even the blood was not hit.
Su Ting
Ting, she also has a high-level mount ash, and quickly travels around the periphery, constantly attacking Michael.
However, even with the interference of the two masters of Sijingjing and Su Tingting, Michael is still unstoppable, driving away a group of blocked Chinese players, directly killing Liu Weiwei.
Xiao Feng has some doubts. As the core of the third largest team, the summer trade unions should have more than a thousand Chinese players in the vicinity. How can they be chased by the main players in the British theater?
Is it because several other unions deliberately refused to support? However, the War Soul Hall is also among the third largest team, which is not like the style of the War Spirit Hall.
Shaking his head, now I have no time to consider this, because at this moment, Liu Weiwei is already in danger and was stopped by Michael.
"Beautiful lady, I just want to meet you, I hope I can give this opportunity."
Michael's condescending, the dragon gun pointed at Liu Weiwei, directly left Liu Weiwei, surrounded by players in the British theater, has been surrounded, whether it is a player in the Huaxia Theater or a member of the Summer Union, even if it is a quiet night Can't save it.
Xiao Feng also shot at this time, the crowd is too chaotic, plus to avoid being accidentally injured by players in China, so Xiao Feng directly summoned Xiaoxue, buff plus, and then rushed into the players of the British theater. Go straight to the most visible Michael.
"Beautiful lady, I am not malicious, I don't want to hurt you. Please don't be alert to me. I just want to get to know you. Can you tell me your name?"
Michael's facial features are distinct, tough and handsome. Like Raytheon, he is a handsome Western man. He is tall and tall, riding on a white unicorn with a charming smile, as if he is in control of the situation. He looks at Liu Weiwei with condescending views. .
Liu Weiwei’s Liu Mei immediately squatted up and looked around, calmly analyzing the current situation, but the more she looked at her, the more she looked at the night’s opponent, she couldn’t think of any escape. The way, and her death will inevitably have a big blow to the prestige of the midsummer trade union.
Liu Weiwei regretted attending the event a bit, and finally some people understand why the presidents of other big trade unions are relatively low-key, because their own words and deeds will have an impact on the reputation of the trade union. She is still inexperienced.
But now it is too late to regret, because she has already fallen into a desperate situation, has been separated from the players in China, can not save.
"Ok?"
However, at this time, Liu Weiwei only saw Michael's expression as a smattering, and looked up at Liu Weiwei.
Liu Weiwei felt a little confused and looked sideways. Then, the eyes of the eyes rose.
I saw a tall sacred unicorn of the sacred god, rushing into the crowd of hundreds of players in the British theater, rampaging.
On the back of the Light Unicorn, a player with a skeleton, with a roaring fascinating bone on his head, his face covered with a metallic sacral mask, one eye burning a cold fire. The other eye was dark and dark, completely ignoring the damage of hundreds of advanced players, and it was clear that the top players in the British theater, Michael came!
Although there are players in the British theater who want to stop this suddenly coming in, but they can't stop the impact of the light unicorn, so immediately a skill smashed up, want to kill the above play
Home, but found that after a skill, the damage caused is only a few sporadic points, completely like tickling.
This person is naturally Xiao Feng, Liu Weiwei can not be strange, the eyes are a little bit sly, watching Xiao Feng rush into the formation of the British theater, pointing to her.
In the eyes of Michael, there was also a dignified color. The right-handed dragon gun was collected, and the light above the gun tip was so strong that it was obviously accumulating.
And Xiao Feng also rushed to the front at this time, if the wind blew, blink of an eye will come behind Liu Weiwei.
"Dead!"
Michael shouted, and the dragon gun slammed out, and a stream of light ran out like Changhong. It seemed to penetrate Xiaofeng!
"Huh!"
However, Xiaoxue suddenly opened the wide and white wings, accompanied by feathers. The body of Gao Shenjun was directly vacated, and with Xiao Feng jumping, he jumped over Liu Weiwei’s head and avoided straight. The ever-changing Changhong flew directly to the top of Michael's head.
Then, under Michael's unbelievable eyes, he stepped on it!
"Hey!"
This is a sturdy sound of meat, a small snow fluttering, stepping down from the air, stepping directly on Michael's chest, stepping over Michael on the ground!
And when Michael’s figure was out of balance, he found that on the back of Xiaoxue, the Xiaofeng holding the golden mace also leaped down. When Michael lost weight, he picked up the mace. It's like knocking on a watermelon, knocking at Michael's head.
When Michael had just fallen to the ground, he wanted to roll away from the hurried. Although he was indecent, he couldn’t take care of it at the moment, and his life was important.
But when Michael wanted to roll, he found that he couldn’t move at all, and his chest was crushed by heavy objects. He looked at it and suddenly his eyes were black, because the hoof of Xiaoxue had not moved away from his chest. It is clear that he stepped on the horse from the horse back!
And Michael's unicorn is even more afraid of the snow, and does not dare to move.
"-1084! Crit!"
"砰", Xiao Feng's attack is so fast, and Michael, who missed a chance, no longer has the possibility of surviving. He was shot by Xiao Feng and his life value was directly cleared.
"Hey! You killed the British theater player Michael, and won the 512,074 points!"
When the system prompts to sound, Xiao Feng confirms that Michael is indeed hanging, and then he regains his gaze and no longer looks at Michael's body.
And Michael's body is wide-eyed. It seems that he hasn't recovered from the shock. Is he so seconds?
This is the pastor's violent aesthetics. Perhaps there are so many dazzling attack skills in other professions, only the purest and most ruthless direct attacks, but under the attack power of their own buff, no professional dare to hurt.
"Hey!"
Xiaoxue only snorted, and he raised his head with arrogance. The white and wide wings fluttered and the feathers fluttered.
And Liu Weiwei was in the snow-white feathers of the flying dance, and witnessed the scene of Xiao Feng killing Michael in close quarters.
The powerful and incomparable top player in the British theater, Michael, was so simply trampled under the horse, directly killed by Xiao Fengyi stick!
That scene is like a god!
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