Chapter 60: Player-a warrior who never retreats

"Die! You die for me!"
Wu Yingxiong shouted frantically, but it was of no use. The players became more frantic and cooperated more and more tacitly, and even his body was colored.
A crazy player stabbed him in the left shoulder with a single shot, and didn't care that he would be divided into three pieces by the soldiers around him next moment.
The inverted head still smiled on its face, as if they had encountered something happy and interesting, and Wu Yingxiong and his soldiers couldn't help but feel cold.
He is like this, not to mention the people under him, there are only seven or eight of the more than twenty bone-refining realm martial artists. There are only a dozen warriors who are not in the Bone Refining Realm, let alone.
"Let go!"
The sudden crazy words made Wu Tianlin's two brothers go away, how dare they? How dare you?
Their people and their own people have completely mixed together, and they are still mostly people. Are they not afraid of soldiers' mutiny?
Shoo!
But no matter how horrified they were, the arrows were as fast as rain, and they focused on covering the two foundation-building warriors of the Wu family.
In an instant, Wu Tianlin and Wu Yingxiong were hit by a few arrows, their bodies faltered, and the surrounding Wu family members and players were even more empty.
"My grass! What are you doing behind? You shot me."
"I XXX you XXX, are you blind?"
Before the two brothers of the Wu family would react, the surrounding players took the lead in cursing, and they all went down to greet them three ways. The bowman players behind knew that they were wrong and did not dare to refute.
"The two bosses are out of blood!"
While yelling, someone suddenly yelled.
Suddenly, all of them stopped talking. The gunner carried the gun, the knife carried the knife, and the giant shield had long been thrown to nowhere.
Numerous players frantically killed Wu Yingxiong and Wu Tianlin, just as the hungry wolf saw the flesh and blood, and the evil ghost in the color saw the peerless beauty, and the eyes were about to shine.
The crossbowman players are also eager to try, the little fat man's romantic Yadao hesitated for a while and quietly said: "Should we shoot again? Can't let them grab the boss."
The surrounding players were a little moved. Sunset Sanxi said silently: "The previous time can be said to be a critical situation on the battlefield, and as a last resort, the friendly army was accidentally injured.
Now that there are all our people, do you want our guild to immediately reduce its staff by half? The boss will certainly not spare you. "
Only then did the little fat guys dispel this dangerous idea.
"Go away!"
Wu Tianlin and Wu Yingxiong were back to back, looking at the crazy players around, they couldn't help but feel chills. They shouted, slashing six or seven players, but the remaining people were even more crazy.
Surrounded by a faster speed, six or seven spears stabbed Wu Yingxiong's body at the same time. Although he tried to resist, he was still stabbed in the heart by a spear, and then his body was covered by a pile of spears.
"I killed the second boss, remember, your uncle, my name is Flying Snail, please call me Uncle Snail in the future."
"Fart, obviously I killed it."
"You get out of the way, it's obviously..."
Wu Yingxiong's killing made several people around him crazy.
But before they were happy for long, Wu Tianlin with red eyes came to them with a few slashes, and cut them all over with three swords.
"The third brother, you die for me."
Seeing the players still pouring around, Wu Yingxiong couldn't help showing despair. Today, his Wu family was defeated.
As I had known today, when he got the little sister's request for help, he should do everything in the Wu family to kill the evildoer.
However, who could think that the day was just a little warrior in the middle of body refining, and it would bring disaster to the Wu family today?
"Go away!"
Wu Tianlin slashed the players around him with a knife and placed the knife on his neck: "I, Wu Tianlin, will die, and I will not die in the hands of you unknown people."
He looked sad, and his right hand would end his life.
"Stop it for me!"
At this moment, an angry voice came, and it was Zhao Jin.
Wu Tianlin's face was utterly life-saving: "Brother Zhao, save me, my Wu family is willing to become a branch of the Zhao family. I would like to make my younger sister's son the young master of the Wu family! I also ask Brother Zhao to save my Wu family."
Zhao Jin's majestic face showed a little surprise, and he nodded: "Brother Wu, it doesn't have to be like this. You stop first."
However, no one paid any attention to him. Wu Tian came here to stop, but in front of the boss who was about to kill, let alone him, even Zhao Shi's words would not work.
Zhao Jin saw an angry look on his face, and some humble servants didn't even listen to him?
"court death"
He stepped out and came to Wu Tianlin's side, shaking the surrounding players flying with a palm, and some even spit out internal organs and blood in the air, belching before landing.
Zhao Jinhan said: "Are you trying to die?"
He has already decided that he must liquidate these people after the fact. Ability or inability is the next thing. As a servant, the most important thing is to obey.
"The new boss is here, prepare, prepare, prepare for battle."
"Disperse, battle formation."
The surrounding players saw a new BOSS appearing, and ignored the inexplicable words in his mouth, and instantly dispersed.
"Let go!"
Seeing that the players were all scattered, the spear that had been commanding at the back shouted sharply.
Shoo!
The sound that made people's scalp numb sounded again, and the arrows that rained like locusts fell again, towards Zhao Jin and Wu Tianlin beside him.
"Dare you!"
Rao is Zhao Jin, the peak warrior of the base building, and his scalp numbs, because Wu Tianlin is behind him, and he does not back off.
He was panting, obviously directly blocking the shooting of so many bows and crossbows made his internal strength extremely depleted.
He stared coldly at Zhao Shi, who was watching a play nearby: "Nizi, do you want to kill your father? It seems that my kindness is wrong, and I can't keep you today."
He snorted coldly, no longer caring about Wu Tianlin, squeaked twice, two stone filled with internal force flew out, knocking the players in Zhao Shi's area, and the big shield broke directly, and the player behind the big shield screamed. Hang up immediately.
Then Zhao Jin didn't stay there, and followed the channel he had punched to kill Zhao Shi. A strong internal force emerged from his palms, which was obviously a real murder.
"Enclose it!"
The spear roared again and again: "Don't let him run out."
When the surrounding players saw that the BOSS was about to run, their eyes were red, and there were more than 90 people left besides 30 bowmen, holding long spears and big shields, and rushed to surround Zhao Jintuan.
"Elite group, give it to me!"
With the order of the long spear, more than 20 warriors of the former Jindan period and the mid-refining body immediately carried a two-meter-long iron spear to Zhao Jin.
"Go away!"
Zhao Jin sounded like a thundering thunder, three or four players were thrown into the sky with every blow, their internal organs were shattered, and blood was vomited to death.
However, the lack of figures in front of him has not diminished in the slightest. The spear is like a forest, and the shield is like a wall, blocking his footsteps firmly.
From the onlookers Wu Tianlin's opinion, Zhao Jin has been surrounded by more than 60 heavily armed warriors with long spears and large shields. Although the speed is still very fast, the number of besieging people is rapidly decreasing, but Zhao Jin has been greatly consumed. the power of.
"Aim, shoot!"
Someone yelled, and the player immediately spread out a space, revealing the 30-odd crossbowman players aiming behind him, and the next moment, arrows attacked Zhao Jin like raindrops.
Zhao Jin's soul went wild and wanted to escape, but he was dragged on by the people around him.
"You can't run!"
"What the hell, the boss is too fierce."
Hoo hoo
In Zhao Jin’s desperate gaze, more than thirty crossbow arrows attacked him, who had already spent most of his internal strength. He tried his best to avoid blocking, even using the body of the surrounding players to block, but he was still hit by three crossbow arrows. On the thigh, in the chest.
He stiffened and could no longer stand up, squatting on the ground.
The players who retreated around came up again with wild laughs and strong murderous aura.