Chapter 1540

Of course, ye Che only knew that for the eight newcomers around him, he was completely at a loss. He only knew that he simply followed the tyrant and ignored his death.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

There are three long-range like Ye Che, all of which are output with all their strength not far from ye Che. All kinds of long-range skills familiar to Ye Che fly out from time to time. At the same time, they flatten a and shoot at the dead slaves quickly.

The undead slave roared repeatedly, and the shovel was frantically swept away, making the dust of the passage full of dust and all kinds of iron dust falling down like a storm.

But the tyrant never retreated and dragged the slaves of the dead tightly.

Somehow, the undead slave was also very upright. He had been attacking the tyrant, but ignored the summoners who jumped around at his feet.

"Ha ha, the captain was right. This guy didn't know to attack us!"

The soldiers who attacked around the dead slaves said with a sigh of relief. In their hearts, they despised the dead slaves and thought it was no big deal.

"This is the hatred mechanism! These undead creatures only attack the people who cause the most damage to it. Whoever poses a great threat to it will give priority to attacking who!"

Ye Che speculated to himself, but his hand was not slow. The other hand trembled. The cooled second rotating flying axe was on standby, and then his body turned around. After knowing this mechanism, his heart was also relaxed. He had no more worries and planned to do his best!

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, two consecutive rounds of rotating flying axes cut on the body of the slave of the dead, causing a burst of blood, but the damage of these two rounds of flying axes was no more than one tenth of the total damage of the tyrant.

In other words, the combined damage of all people is no better than that of the tyrant. No wonder the slaves of the dead hate the tyrant and have been frantically attacking him.

"Hail of bullets!"

Nearby, there was a Jiao drink. It was a female shooter with a frozen face. From time to time, the barrel of her gun sprayed flame and flat a output of the dead slave. At this moment, her skills cooled down, so she hung a deceleration for the dead slave.

"Hua la la!"

Countless bullets and shells appeared, and the speed of the dead slaves was greatly reduced. The shovel that had swept away the tyrant was lost.

However, it was at this moment that ye Che's pupil shrank suddenly. He found that the dead servant's light blue eyes glanced at the female archer.

It has to be said that ye Che is really extremely sensitive to the hero alliance. When he fought the hero alliance on earth, he even made an in-depth study on various postures of wild monsters. The same is true at this moment. Ye Che was trying his best to output and observe the movements and expressions of the dead slaves. This is his habit of playing the hero alliance.

Therefore, ye Che caught the insignificant action of the dead slave in an instant.

For a moment, an idea that startled him floated from the bottom of his heart.

"Is it..."

Ye Che's body gave a meal. At this moment, he didn't pick up the second axe.

On the other hand, except for the tyrant who has been in front of the crazy output, everyone didn't stop. As soon as their skills were good, they were released, and the rest of the time were constantly flat a.

Because of the half-hour limit, everyone didn't stop.

"Yo Yo!" the slave of the dead screamed repeatedly. His body floated and fluctuated. Each time he lowered and rose, he would take more than 100 points of blood from the tyrant.

In the hero alliance, no one can see each other's blood unless the blood volume is visible, so ye Che can't guess how much blood the tyrant has left, but the blood volume of the dead slaves is visible, which has been reduced to nearly half.

At this time, nearly a minute has passed.

"Come on, come on, come on! Do your best to output. If you have skills, you'll lose them. Its hatred is all on me and won't attack you!"

Roared the tyrant.

However, the more the tyrant said so, ye Che was more afraid to output with all his strength. His axe was frequently empty, and even twisted his foot once. Everyone experienced this copy for the first time, so no one would care about ye Che's mistakes. Instead, he thought he wanted to output too much.

The middle-aged man even took the time to remind Ye Che not to be nervous.

The middle-aged man's ID is called demeanor. He holds an axe in his hand. He looks like a soldier, but he can also carry out long-range attacks. From time to time, he throws an axe and smashes it hard at the servant of the dead.

"Hoo Hoo!"

The axe roared and its lethality was comparable to that of Ye Che with a rotating flying axe a.

The situation seems to be very good. After all, the blood volume of the slaves of the dead will soon be reduced to less than half, and there is no loss among the people present except the poison of cutting their throats because of pathfinding.

But immediately, a very serious problem appeared.

There's no blue!

The female shooter and another man who learned EZ "secret shooting" lost their blue. In addition, three of the four soldiers lost their blue. Only their demeanor controlled the frequency of throwing axes because of the serious consumption of blue, resulting in a third of their blue.

But others, because of crazy output, have seen the bottom of blue.

Now, there are only three people with enough blue on the field, namely tyrant, Pu'er and ye Che!

The tyrant seems to have medicine supplement. The amount of blue has been maintained at half the level, and Pu'er's only skill ice wall has not been released, so it is the only full amount of blue in the field. As for ye Che, the rotating flying axe needs blue when it is initially opened, but as long as it catches the axe, it does not consume any blue, so its amount of blue is also maintained at four fifths.

"Captain, what should I do?"

Someone asked hurriedly.

"No matter you continue to output, you won't increase much damage if you have blue!" the tyrant said repeatedly.

There was a trace of embarrassment on their faces. Indeed, even if they had blue, their total damage was limited.

At this time, he saw the long gun shaking in the tyrant's hand. He seemed to have prepared for a long time, stomped up, and a gun was heavily stuck in the eyes of the dead slave. A bright - 378 point floating blood suddenly floated up, and his blood volume was reduced to less than half.

But at this moment, the servant of the dead suddenly mixed with a layer of blood light, and his mouth was so fierce that he gave a burst of sad and shrill strange cry.

"Weakness damage!?" Ye Che's eyes lit up. Every strike before the tyrant can only cause damage to it in its early 200's, but now the strike has reached more than 350 points. Obviously, it is related to the part of the attack.

But before he could think carefully, the ghost soldier shovel up and down, and his illusive arms suddenly increased, then he raised his head and whed his arms around a heavy 360 degree wheel. The spade in his hand was thrown out of the hand, and shot out of the distance like a cannon shot.

"Boom!"

The air was very loud, and the shovel was running cold and bright towards the distance.

Almost all the people stopped, except the tyrant, and watched the shovel fly to the destination. There, a woman who had eyes hung in her face was standing there with fear.

Because the target of this shovel is her!

Ye Che almost stopped breathing. This woman is the female archer who was glanced at by the slave of the dead!