Chapter 92

"Howl..."

The ice cone rotates and roars like a dragon, which makes the world roar.

The tens of thousands of ice cone storms formed a torrent and rushed towards the mages of the killing temple.

For all this, the temple killing player died and disappeared, completely ignored.

Even those mages, at the moment, stand still and continue to sing their own magic.

"Hoo..."

There were no accidents.

The ice cone storm hit more than 2000 mages, wrapped them in them and disappeared.

"Whistling..."

That's the only sound players hear.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the ice cone storm.

In a few seconds.

The ice cone storm gradually stopped.

Calm will be restored around.

All players squinted and changed their faces.

"Lying in the trough, no blood loss? A crispy skin, no blood loss?"

"Their blood strips are almost full, and the ice cone storm didn't hurt them?"

"My God! What monsters are they? It's terrible!"

Such a startling cry kept ringing.

The wind smiled and heard these voices, just smiled.

A group of minions, can you hurt them with your little magic attack?

Even if there is forced damage, if you attack one person at the same time, you may kill one person.

However, if you are scattered among so many people, it is of no use at all. Just eat a small pill to make up for it.

Feng chuckled, shook his head and smiled, waved his right hand, "kill!"

All players, keep moving.

On the battlefield.

Moustache stood in front of emperor Kun, and the corners of his mouth rose, "emperor Kun, it seems that you don't have a long memory!"

"Moustache, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The words have just dropped.

"Hoo..."

The moustache moved and turned into a light and shadow.

Long sword in hand, erratic.

"Whew..."

A sword light quickly floated towards emperor Kun.

Then.

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A huge red number floated on the head of emperor Kun.

Emperor Kun stared at the injury with an incredible expression on his face.

Then.

"Ah..."

A scream.

Emperor kunye turned into light and shadow and disappeared into the sky.

"Continue!"

Moustache raised his mouth and ran forward with a long sword.

On the wall.

The waning moon kept pulling the long bow, aiming at the center of the battlefield and shooting an arrow.

Each arrow can cause tens of thousands of damage.

If we put this in the past, it would be unthinkable.

Now, few players can withstand her two arrows.

Even for Hercules and knights, it can be done with up to 5 arrows.

Ding, experience + 1020

Ding, experience + 1040

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Such a prompt tone keeps ringing.

The waning moon's face showed infinite joy.

She pulled the long bow and worked harder.

Battlefield center.

"Hoo..."

A dark shadow, left and right, can't catch the shadow at all.

"Ah..."

Every time he reached a position, a player of the Tu alliance screamed, turned into light and shadow and disappeared.

This dark shadow is the night Jiuyou.

"The gold dress the boss gave me is easy to use!"

"It's a murderous feeling. I can't say it!"

"It feels great!"

"The emperor is cruel? This time, I'll see where you run!"

Thinking of the moment when the emperor bullied the silent city, the night Jiuyou turned into a residual shadow and disappeared in place.

"Damn it, damn it!"

The emperor scolded ruthlessly.

Just now, he took a knife and cut at an ordinary little player. He thought: a knife will roll his head.

The reality is: one knife, the big knife will break.

At the same time, the player lost a little forced damage on his head.

If that's all, forget it.

He found that not only himself, but all the people of the star killing alliance could not cut down the people who killed the temple.

There is only a little forced damage on everyone's head!

How can you play if you can't beat anyone?

"Damn it, what monsters did cold star cultivate them?!"

The emperor scolded ruthlessly.

Fighting again is just trying to die.

Now, there is only one way: escape.

After the scolding, the emperor's cruel man stepped forward and ran away frantically.

However, he had not escaped far, and a figure blocked his way.

This man is Jiuyou in the night.

Seeing this man, the emperor couldn't help laughing.

The emperor laughed at the thought of the boy being bullied by himself.

If others can't kill you, can't they still kill you?

The emperor showed a cruel smile at the corners of his mouth, picked up his big knife and rushed towards the night Jiuyou.

However, the next second, the emperor's cruel face changed greatly.

I saw that the figure of Jiuyou disappeared in the night.

Emperor Ren's cruel methods were exhausted, and there was no trace of him.

"Assassin? So what? I'll stand here and let you chop. You can't chop..."

That's just finished.

"Hoo..."

A flash of cold light.

"Stab!"

A dagger stabbed into the emperor's cruel neck.

Sting, a fatal blow.

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A huge red wound fluttered on the emperor's cruel man's head.

"60000?"

The emperor stared at the top of his head and opened his eyes. He was surprised and didn't believe it.

Then he turned into light and shadow and disappeared into the sky.

"Weak!"

The corner of night Jiuyou's mouth was raised. After putting away the dagger, he stared at the players who were stunned.

Then he turned into a shadow and rushed over quickly.

Seeing this scene, these players' faces changed and their scalp exploded.

"Run!"

"Here comes the monster!"

"I can't stand him!"

Such a sound keeps ringing.

Players scurry around and look extremely embarrassed.

However.

"Hoo..."

The figure of Jiuyou in the night kept appearing beside them.

Two daggers, waving at the same time.

The light flashed and the dagger pierced my heart.

"Ah..."

The scream sounded and the light soared into the sky.

Players fell down like wheat.

The whole scene was completely one-sided.

More than 400000 players, under the crazy attack of the temple killing players, there were less than 100000 left in less than a moment.

"Ah..."

The scream continued.

The players of Tu Xing alliance are still falling.

Seeing this scene, the emperor batian standing in the rear changed his face.

He stared at the scene with a chill all over his body.

His body trembled involuntarily.

Like him, there are many guild presidents.

"What... What monsters are these?"

"Only forced damage, this... This is a haircut!"

"Lying in the trough, these people can't move like cold stars!"

"Cold star doesn't even have forced damage. It's not better than that!"

"Retreat, or our people will die. Although we don't lose equipment, we lose experience!"

Hearing these voices, Emperor batian sighed and waved his right hand.

"Retreat!"

The sound began.

The horn of retreat sounded.

More than 400000 players around emperor batian immediately stepped forward and ran back frantically.

They are like a defeated army.

Everyone was frightened and lost, and there was no sense of war at all.

However.

They just started.

"Want to run?"

A voice sounded.

Then a dark shadow appeared in their crowd.

Seeing this man, the players couldn't help but change their faces and sink into hell.

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