Chapter 662: A disastrous victory (below)

Bang--
The entire space shook violently, the ground sank in vain, centered on the dragon's fist, cracks like lightning spread over the earth, and each crack was full of devastating power.
The rushing Warcraft was hit by a mountain and shot back in a flash. The body exploded in the air, flesh and blood turned into rain, and shot in all directions. The dawn of the East blooms, and the space shrouds this space with a strange red color.
At least fifty or sixty World of Warcrafts died in an instant, and the speed of crack extension slowed down a lot, and it continues. World of Warcraft seems to be running at the end of the world. Good luck World of Warcraft is just shaken, and bad luck World of Warcraft is directly destroyed by the destruction of the cracks. Hit, or dead or injured.
The fat dragon of Dafa Shenwei screamed suddenly, two fat legs exploded, a hole appeared in the thigh, two fist-sized black beetles broke through the ground and shot, and the fat dragon swept over with a slap. A violent wind rose from the ground. The black home on the left was touched by the violent wind. A glowing light burst from the dark carapace, and the fire was shining, but it was only a moment when the entire body exploded and became powder.
Boom!
The fat dragon fell heavily on the ground. His body was too heavy. When his legs were intact, there was no problem in supporting his body. Once injured, the heavy body would become an unbearable burden. The extended crack just stopped, as if the red eyes of the World of Warcraft did not know what to fear, and turned a blind eye to the dead and injured companion in front. The bloodthirsty eyes only had fatty dragons, and the speed soared suddenly, like lightnings of different sizes on the ground. The horror of lines across the lines made the sound of horrible.
The horror of the fat dragon is strength, defense and speed are shortcomings. When he saw him fall, Tang Dingyun's face changed drastically and he shouted loudly: "Black-faced god, young boy, protect the fat dragon!"
"Yes!" The two tried their best to force the enemy in front of them, turning around and rushing towards the Fat Dragon.
At this moment, a ghostly shadow passed by, Tong Xiaoxiao seemed to feel something, suddenly bowed his head, smashed it with a hammer, and smashed an empty space, but heard the scream of the black-faced god, holding two knives and attacking the air crazy, It lasted for a few seconds, and the speed slowly slowed down. At last, the expression of stiffness, anger and pain solidified, and slowly fell to the ground. A man-sized hole appeared in his chest, which was transparent before and after, and the peristaltic bowel was visible. And the internal organs, but the heart was gone, and blood and water burst out.
"Everyone be careful, it's the wind beast!" Nie Pohu winced.
The herd of beasts is like a six-finger spirit monkey, but the speed is much faster. It feeds on the heart, and it is very scary to come and go. So far, no one has hunted the Herd beast. Herd of beasts is scarce, and I did not expect it to appear here.
The appearance of the Herd of Beasts cast a shadow on everyone's heart. This beast is insidious and cunning, specially attacked from the back. If it fails, it immediately flies away. It has a rather ancient assassin's style of doing things.
laugh--
The sword flashed like practice, flashed, and with the blood lasing, a head flew into the air, and the colorful tattoo was like a ghost in the light of the fire. The fighter who killed the indigenous people had not returned yet, and a fist banged in his vest.
puff!
The fist was pierced directly from the front of the chest, and the flesh turned into mist. The soldier tried to turn back, twisted to half, and hung softly.
嗖
The silver light burst into the air, and the indigenous people felt inherently keen. They noticed for the first time, their eyes lifted, their throats were cold, a sharp arrow shot from the right neck, and they came out from the left neck. The sharp arrows were clear. No stain on blood.
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When the Ping An team was fighting hard, the Blue City, hundreds of kilometers away, suddenly heard the news.
咚咚 …… 咚咚 …… 咚咚 ……
The blue city has a permanent population of more than 100,000, plus external populations, and more than 200,000 players live in the city every day. At this time, everyone is showing pain and covering their chests.
咚咚 …… 咚咚 …… 咚咚 ……
The heart beats uncontrollably, in a terrible rhythm, that wild and fierce, making everyone feel that his heart is about to jump out of his chest.
咚咚 …… 咚咚 …… 咚咚 ……
"Why is this happening?" Countless players can't bear this pain and lie half on the ground.
"Someone is practicing magic!" Players above the silver level barely sat cross-legged and tried their best to suppress the beating of the heart, but the more the suppression, the stronger the beating of the heart. Many people persist for less than half a cup of tea, and the corners of their mouths are full of blood.
Boom!
An unusually heavy heartbeat exploded. Nearly 200,000 players in the Blue City screamed, and nearly a third of them screamed, their eyes rolled, and they collapsed to the ground. Almost at the same time, a thunderous explosion came from the backyard of the city's main mansion.
Bang--
The force of terror is like a hurricane blowing over the earth. Wherever it passes, trees, flowers, rockery, city walls ... all explode into powder, and the hurricane rushes in all directions. Standing in the distance, you can see that the sky is flying like sand and rocks, rolling, just like the end of the world.
The hurricane blew and flattened everything. It took a while for the storm to stop, and the dust flying from the sky was waving, revealing a small man coming out.
puff--
Seeing this man, the gold-level master who was startled in all directions suddenly wow, spit out blood, his face was pale, and there were only four people who did not vomit blood. Four people, one standing like a gun, soaring into the sky, agitating the situation. A man's face was gloomy, his whole body was shrouded in a black robe, exuding a dark and secretive atmosphere, like a deep sea. A young man, about twenty-five or sixty, was lazily leaning on a pillar. It seemed that the sky was falling down and he could not make him serious. The last one was a woman, veiled, unable to see her age. She could judge from the raised figure. , Long should be good, calm atmosphere.
These four people seemed indifferent, but from the pupils, clothes, and hair that were still in motion, they could see that the four were nervous, like the enemy, it was really the man who was too scary.
Height is less than 1.55, a little bit better than a dwarf, tall forehead, big nose, thin lips, can not cover the teeth, even if the normal expression, most of the sharp and sharp teeth will be exposed, if you laugh, I am afraid you can see the big teeth. With a small body, such a person may be mistaken for a 11.12-year-old boy if he looks at his back, but the people present do not think so.
In their eyes, the man was as tall as a mountain and could not see it at the top.
The city's main mansion has been tattered. The only building that remains intact is the office of the city owner. The closed door suddenly opened. Under the leadership of the city owner, dozens of people rushed out and came to the man.
"Congratulations to Lao Lu for his great achievements. In the future, my blue city will be as stable as Mount Tai, and no longer be afraid of the threat of Warcraft." The city owner congratulated with a smile.
"Congratulations to Lao Lu for his great achievements!" The person behind him bowed respectfully, his face full of awe.
"Congratulations, Mr. Lu!" The surrounding gold-level masters also gathered around, with a slightly lowered head, hiding the eyes
complex.
"Congratulations, Lu!"
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This is a heroic game. A top master can often change a battle. The news of the dwarf man Lu Lao ’s great achievements is like a strong wind blowing in all directions. In the morning, the surrounding cities are informed. Many cities are apprehensive. Some cities also show excitement and excitement, and more cities have complex expressions.
In the space where the Aborigines hid, the battle was nearing its end. After all, the Fat Dragon did not stop the rushing Warcraft. Although it killed almost two hundred Warcraft with its own blow, it was finally pierced by the beast.
The Ping An team already had the upper hand against the indigenous people. After the advent of Warcraft, the victorious balance quickly balanced back and forth, and then tilted backwards. A large number of Ping An soldiers fell to the ground with black blood and oxen, and even Murong Xiu and other masters He was seriously injured and lost an arm. Lu Yan, Tong Xiaoxiao, Tang Dingyu, and Nie Pohu were the four horns. There were fewer and fewer peace fighters, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller. Liu Wei'an's battlefield ended with a slap, and the chief turned into a mist of blood.
"Lianzhu Archery!"
I only saw the phantoms of arrows passing through the air, and I could not see the body at all. When the crazy attacking Warcraft was struck by lightning, when the body flew towards the back, the ejected blood was blasted from the arrows.
call out--
call out--
call out--
After the disappearance of the arrows in the sky, one disappeared, one new life, surrounding Liu Wei'an, like raindrops spreading in all directions. Seeing this scene, even with the mind of Zhou Chaoyuan, I couldn't help but feel cold, so amazing. Mysterious archery, how to stop?
Uh ...
The sound of arrows entering the flesh seemed short and rapid. The next moment, the impact of heavy objects falling into the ground continued, and many soldiers held their knives and were dismayed to find that Warcraft had flew out, and fell two or three meters into the ground. His body twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.
Liu Wei'an is like an ancient pine, standing in the void, only to hear that the bowstring vibrations are extended, and the rapid and rapid vibrations are connected together. The feeling with the human is a continuous, extending until the soldiers of the Ping An team are merged by the sound , Opened his mouth involuntarily, as if he could not breathe out.
"Serial Arrow!"
The first one drove the wind-heaving beast out of the void, and the hidden second broke through the air, pierced through the body of the wind-heaved beast, and shot into the void with a ray of blood. The Herd of Beasts did not know that she was hitting an arrow, and her hidden body appeared again thirty meters away. After landing, her four feet softened, and she fell to the ground and never moved again.
"Serial Arrow!"
"Serial Arrow!"
"Serial Arrow!"
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The beast of the wind is not alone ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Because there are seven or eight heads and four levels of World of Warcraft followed him into Huangquan.
"Clean the battlefield!" Liu Wei'an folded his bow.
Many peace fighters had their legs softened, only to find that the battle was over. The bodies of Warcraft were everywhere. The fierce breath permeated the entire space. Players with low strength were afraid that even the breath of these corpses could not resist.
"Is there anything wrong?" Tang Dingyu came to his side.
"It's all right!" The doubt in Liu Wei'an's eyes flashed away, and he shook his head. "What's our loss?"
"There are more than 400 people left!"
Liu Wei'an twitched hard and didn't speak. ()
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