Chapter 407: adversity

"Go! No one wants to look back!"
Carrying Qin Wangjian, I and the moon are shallow in the last square of the queue, the snowy area of ​​the sun is flying in the air, worrying to see our rear, said: "Lord, shallow, you two must be careful, we You can't lose you anymore, or you can't be a leader of the rain, and you can't be our leader, so you can't!"
A sneeze from the rain shelter: "I am going, lying down!"
The sword is reborn with the blade: "All speeds go out of the city, the greater the distance between the myths, the safer we will!"
A 500-person fisherman went out of the city and went straight to the direction of the east I specified. There was a high-level leveling area. I didn’t even go to a mysterious area where the player was rare. But one thing I can confirm, the deeper the The map is more favorable to us. There are too many people in mythology. Without us so much, there will be inconveniences in killing them.
Looking back, the sky above the city, the magic dragon fire plow is soaring, spit a bit of breath on the city wall, and the eight deserted city above the city, the cold and the dragon city NPC are rebellious, the arrow and the stone thrown in On the body of the dragon, there is a splash of juice, and it is not known whether it is blood or any unknown mucus. Anyway, this magical species of the dragon is not something that we players can understand.
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Inside the city, Svensman rushed to the wall with a group of people, and dozens of people were still resisting, and the arrows flew down, hitting the shield on Sven.
Fang Ge's sword and eyebrows are tightly locked, but the voice is not big, but full of majesty, said: "Small Sven, don't chase after the edge, they have nothing to fear, Jianfeng Han alone can not look down on the waves, all People give me out of the city, chase down the dragon, the soldiers under the city, the blood contract, the space of the wizards, the swordsman blade, and use all methods to narrow the distance with them, chase the dragon, within 2 hours, I You must see the bodies that are free and shallow!"
"Yes, the lord!" Xiao Siwen said that the gun plunged from the wall and rushed out of the city with a group of mythical elites. Fang Geyu also followed, and the entire Zifeng Fortress almost became an empty city. And the killing outside the city has already begun.
Seeing the smoke behind the body, the moon is shallow and somewhat worried: "Happy brother, there are at least 500 wind elf players in mythology. They are moving fast. Once they catch up with us, they are finished..."
I glanced at the map and said: "Continue eastward, through the evening jungle, all the people who move more than 10% of the speed increase stay with me in the evening light, wait for their wind elves, kill them for a while and then avoid Rainer, you take the rest of the people to continue eastward, lock the target - ice and snow, then to the east is the ice ridge mountain, under the ice ridge mountain is the perennial snow and ice terrain, where to find our new battlefield!"
The rain shelter is stunned: "After the lord, do we still have to fight the myth?"
I smiled a little: "Don't fight with them, don't you still sit down with them for tea? Go, always ready to fight, hey, Fang Ge thinks that the number is 10 times ours, and I have to give him today. Last lesson!"
Broken sword reborn and grinned: "What if you are taught in class?"
I also laughed, and said with a hand: "Then 500 brothers hang together, what else can be discussed?"
The rain shelter laughed: "Walk away, at this time you actually have a heart to make a joke, I really took you!"
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Outside the city, a group of sharp people escaped under the command of Jianfeng Han. Jianfeng Han was a clever guy, and he was completely zero. As a result, Fang Geyu did not have any interest in this "divided" guild. 5,000 people went straight to the east of the city, and the smoke came in. Over the sky, flying a wind elf player, hey, it really came!
The speed of the wind elves increased by 100%, so they quickly got out of the overall formation, but the presumably songs were very confident, sending nearly 700 wind elves players to come forward, and more mythical members chased in the rear. Row.
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Evening light jungle, the evening glow over the jungle, night falls, the sky is very dark.
I stood in the jungle, secretly hilarious, NND, this day is too late, I looked at 500 people, said: "The shelter from the rain with 400 people, the selected people with me ambush in the jungle, All the people with more than 200 points of agility climbed into the tree. At present, the flying height of the wind elf is only less than 30 yards. It is affected by the uneven terrain of the forest, so it can only fly below 30 yards and cannot protrude above the canopy. This is us. The opportunity, the broken sword reborn, you bring a group of swordsmen, mad warriors in the jungle of the ground ambush, vegetation hides the body, once we shoot down those wind elves, you cover up on the ground!"
The moon is shallow, and the broken sword is born again. "Well, I know!"
I once again stressed: "The most important thing is that we only fight for 5 minutes, immediately retreat, regardless of the situation of the war, or they will be stuck by their follow-up team, then it will be dead!"
Everyone nodded.
The rain shelter took 400 people to pass through the evening light jungle. I was carrying two long swords, and I was squatting on a towering tree, standing firmly on the tree stalks, with dense foliage. Hiding the body, plus the cover of the sky, almost the outside players can't find my little dots on the map.
The moon is tilted with the dagger, just on the tree opposite me, smiling at me slightly, sweetly said: "Happy brother, you guess... Fang Ge will know that we are ambushing here?"
"Ok."
I focused on the other side and said: "Fang Ge can be the leader in this city war, which is enough to show that his IQ is very high. I guess we are ambushing here, but it is necessary to set up here. It’s impossible to spend time bypassing the jungle to kill us!

The body of the broken sword is hidden in the vegetation, and said in the team channel: "The legendary Fang Ge has a magical mind reading, and our thoughts should have been exposed to him?"
I can't help but laugh: "haha..."
Broken sword reborn without words: "Do you laugh?"
I shrugged: "What do you think of mind reading? I tell you that mind reading is a kind of spiritual energy, close to the invasive ability of brain waves. We are now about 1000 yards away from Fang Ge, oh, the general mental strength is relatively strong. People, within 10 meters, may be able to read each other's minds, 1000 yards apart, converted to 914 meters, a full two kilometers, Fang Ge is not a god, he can read a hair!"
Broken sword reborn haha ​​laughed: "Well, long see, so that's fine!"
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Soon after, the sound of "啪啪啪" came from the air. It was the sound of the wind elf flapping its wings. It really came. It was 700 people. The lineup was too strong. Fang Songyu used it at this time. The racial advantage is right. The players of the 700 Wind Elf race have super maneuverability, and the overall strength can crush us. It is a killer!
"Everything!"
I stared at the wind elves flying outside, and said in the team channel: "After waiting for the past 100 people, each person will clear the target around his canopy, and the archers and wizards on the ground are ready to throw. It’s easy to kill them by playing them down. Everyone... Come on!

Everyone is in harmony: "Well!"
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Seeing more and more people flying over, my heart rate is getting faster and faster, my heart counts 3 times, and immediately the sword screams: "It is now, launch an attack!"
"Snapped!"
One foot slammed on the trunk, I leaped out, Qin Wangjian swayed, the seven-star broken Yuelu crushed on the four wind elves, and the one-eyed scorpion went down, one of the archers was even spiked, and then, my whereabouts On the trajectory, a wind elf knight suddenly raised his head: "MD, happy, really ambush here!"
I laughed, the boots slammed on his shoulders!
"Hey!"
At the same time as he squatted down, he borrowed a few tens of meters, and the cold iron sword was crushed on the head of a wind elf archer. The ruthless step of the holy martial warrior was calculated very accurately, and the whole person rushed to the third. One goal, that is two wind elf swordsmen, one saw me, two people quickly launched a combo effect!
"Hey..."
While the combo slammed on my devil's hate, my double sword also killed one of them, the light flashed, the cold iron sword returned to the sheath, and the sword of another swordsman was grabbed by one hand. The handle, suddenly slammed, his body fell with me, his eyes full of horror, hurriedly swinging his sword!
I have an iron fist and a punch at his face!
"Hey!"
The speed of punching is obviously higher than the speed of the sword. After several consecutive punches, the swordsman was killed by the fists before the landing. The five-finger one was raised, and a wind elf wizard directly went to the wilderness. At the same time, the trajectory of a flame fox in the air swept past, and the moon's shallow fire fox's grip shot down a wind elf.
"Brushing brush..."
Above the ground, the arrow, the magic shuttle, the wind elves in the sky completely became a living target, and when dropped in the jungle, they were immediately slashed by a group of melee players led by the broken sword.
I carried a pair of swords, constantly flying, and the flames roared. The flames in the jungle kept flashing, illuminating everything around them, and the fierce battle opened in a short time.
Almost every killing of a person can earn very rich points. These people have gone through hundreds of battles, and their points are not generally high. They get 10%, and their own points increase by orders of magnitude.
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The battle lasted for 5 minutes, killing the other 100 wind elves players, but our people are running out. I carry the blade and retreat to the rear against the grass. I shouted: "Withdrew, no one should fight!"
The moon was shallow, the snowy area was yang, and the broken sword was reborn. Some 30 people plucked out of the jungle. Although they did not kill too many people, they at least dragged their footsteps.
The moment I left the jungle, I heard the laughter from Xiaowen: "Oh, the battle is good, 117 for 72, I have to look at how many people in the hands of the free hand can change with us!"
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The heart sinks, but I don’t know if it’s a plan, or the design is successful.
In the face of adversity, only the unyielding resistance, or we can only usher in failure!