Chapter 727: Come and go

Jagged Brotherhood.
Xia Yuwei said with a sigh, "I really want to be one of them. Who can fight with such equipment."
Zhang Zibo said: "When I charge, I will cover you and be assured."
Xia Yuwei looked at Zhang Zibo with a smile and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhang Zibo said blushingly.
Mr. Yueban's team is the closest to Xia Yuwei's team. He shouted to Xia Yuwei: "Two of you, what kind of troops are you, can you resist so many magical attacks on the opposite side, you will not die."
Zhang Zibo looked at Mr. Yueban and said, "This army is called the Legion of Immortals. You can rest assured that they may not lose 100 points of blood for this attack."
"What?" Xinghun looked at Zhang Zibo and said in surprise: "What equipment are they?"
Zhang Zibo said: "The Underworld Set of the Immortal, the top-level set produced by the Blood Elf Island Hundred-person Nightmare, a prismatic gemstone with a full body, a nine-color dragon skin for enchantment, and a legendary holy sword in your hand.
Star Soul said in shock: "What are their attributes?"
Zhang Zibo laughed and said nothing.
Mr. Yueban said with a sigh: "I have heard that the Brotherhood of Iron and Blood can forge a legendary two-handed sword. I thought it was false. I never imagined such a thing."
Zhang Zibo looked at Lu Yang and said admiringly: "We didn't expect it. Look at it. This army will destroy their morale."
Mr. Yueban looked at the Paladins ahead. All he could see was countless magics. However, the sword killer and others saw a group of demons.
"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible?" Li Xiuyu retreated in a panic. 30 meters away in front of him, the holy sword knights such as Mufeng were hit by the flame paralysis effect of the Red Flame Lion and were walking on foot.
Among the countless magics, the silver figure of Mufeng is looming.
20 yards
10 yards
5 yards
Numerous skills shining around Mufeng came to the front row of defense battles, raised the holy sword in his hand and cut it off.
"Holy Flame Slash"
A golden flame fell on the head of the anti-war in front of him. The anti-war was already silly, and he forgot to block it with a shield.
"16988" (Critical Strike)
Guard against death!
Mufeng stepped forward on the corpse of the anti-war, and cut it with a sword against the second Paladin. The Paladin reacted and blocked his shield.
When Mufeng's holy flame was cut, he drew a circle in the air, and inserted a sword from the side into the opponent's neck.
"16786" (Critical Strike)
Death of the Paladin!
He stepped forward, and suddenly he felt that the anti-ride around him had fallen, and he turned his head to look at the wasteland.
The wasteland smiled at him and said, "Bibi kills."
Mufeng smiled into a third anti-war head with a sword and said, "I'm afraid you won't succeed."
The shield battle was broken, and the animal husbandry stormed into the hands.
"Holy Rage"
The holy sword in Mufeng's hand spins in a circle, sweeping the three shooters in front with a golden light.
"11286"
"11126"
"11118"
...
The three shooters fell in response!
He looked around and found that both the wasteland and the starlight rushed in, and 150 holy knights lined up like a bulldozer, pushing all the enemies in front of them.
"This is impossible, this is impossible!" Li Xiuyu ran back in horror with the help of 芊芊 Si Yu. He couldn't believe that there was such a bug in the game.
The sword killer and other guild bosses have already arrived. Only the elite players of the army are left. Tens of thousands of people on both sides of the audience are watching here. They thought it was a sword killer's army against 150 Paladin The massacre, but they did see that the 150 Paladins were the elite killers of the sword killing God.
150 men attacked head-on, until they penetrated the entire army, until the elite defeat of the sword.
Mufeng glanced at the time and said, "It's 10 minutes, and the whole army will retreat."
150 people turned around collectively, completely ignored the attack of the players behind, and walked towards Luyang.
The sword was crazy and said, "Stop them, and don't let them run away."
The newly broken-up elite blocked their way, and countless anti-riding and shield battles surrounded them.
Mufeng looked at the enemy without knowing how many floors were surrounded, sneered, and said, "Punish the angel, drive."
The holy light flashed on the 150 knights of the holy sword.
"Holy Storm"
Mufeng swept across the three defense shields.
"11620"
"12410"
"11000"
...
Three of them have residual blood.
"Hurry up ..." The last word of blood was not shouted. The Paladin teammates around him also used Divine Storm, and 3 shield battles died.
150 people collectively used the storm on their bodies. At a time, at least 400 defenses fell to the ground.
"Holy Flame Slash"
"Judging Blade"
The Paladin has three consecutive standards, sweeping, slicing, and stabbing. 150 people are like hitting a group of first-level mobs, killing an average of five in three strokes, and continue to move forward.
All players in the Iron Brotherhood have fallen into madness, and the players in the affiliated guilds are extremely excited.
They originally thought that this time following Lu Yang to participate in the battle, even if they can win, it must be a fierce victory. I did not expect that the Jagged Brothers Alliance was so powerful that 150 people could be sent to fight in the battle of 7 million people with the sword. Kill it out.
"It's too easy. If it weren't for the commander-in-chief, I would also go in and play, it would be so cool." Bitter love said regretfully for a long time.
Han Liu said disgustedly: "It looks a little bit, don't make people laugh, all sides are friendly."
After a bitter love for half my life, I found that Lone Crow and Broken Sky are watching him, embarrassed to say, "Too excited, sorry."
Cold Raven said, "How many of these equipment do you have in your guild? Can you say?"
Painfully patted the equipment on his body for half a life and said, "We, the legion generals and deputy legion generals, all wear this kind of equipment. The amount of this equipment is small and it is too difficult to fight.
Leng Ya breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you have a unit of 100,000 people like this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You can sweep the three national costumes, and no one can beat you."
Love bitterly smiled mysteriously for a long time, without speaking.
When Leng Ya's heart moved, he felt that the half-life smile had a problem. He looked at several other studio people, and he saw that everyone else's eyes were the same as him.
Han Liu said, "Be ready, the Paladin is out, and we are almost there."
The crowd looked forward, and the area as if encountering a small curse continued to move forward. The surrounding sword-killers disappeared in thunder and ice and snow, as if the center of thunder was a black hole.
10 yards
20 yards
30 yards
Mufeng and others stepped out of the spell attack range, and none of the 150 Paladins were killed.
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