Chapter 853

In Chapter 853, nine legends once besieged me.

for Li long, whether he was the Lord of the snow field or the polar ice wolf, he didn't care much.

Apart from the identity of the descendants of the dragon, Li Long learned from the information they got that he had become a legend three years ago, but until now, the level is only 61, and Han Chen's level has reached 75. Even Wu Yuan, who is not exposed to the mountains and dew, has reached 72.

As a legendary existence, they still have such a poor upgrade speed. In their eyes, it is a pronoun for weakness. Even if a lion fights a rabbit, it still needs all its strength. But how serious is it to face a mole ant?

The polar ice wolf's ability [tearing] is launched. It thinks that it is serious enough. After all, it is it who launches [tearing] with all its strength. Even if the legendary level is above 80, it should avoid its edge in front of its tearing.

After all, after killing this mole ant, it still has people to kill.

When the polar ice wolf started tearing, he suddenly found that the man in front of him disappeared. Before he had time to feel puzzled, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. Then he looked down at his waist, but his back body was missing.

"How, how could it be?"

Polar ice wolf thinks it's incredible. Why is it like this? Why is it just a 61 level mole ant that can exert such power?

Li long put away his spear. The diamond shaped tip of the gun glittered with cold light, shining in the sunlight.

His eyes turned silver white, silver white without any emotion.

"Dragon master, he is actually a dragon master."

The master of the snow plain exclaimed, "you dare to let the Dragon Master appear here. Aren't you afraid that the dragon clan will trouble you? Don't you have enough enemies on earth? "

The reason why he didn't guess that Li Long was a dragon master was that he had never exposed the fighting power that more than one dragon descendant could play. The only time he showed his power beyond the conventional one was that the people he met were killed by Han Chen, even the soul information was erased.

However, a dragon master, how dare to appear so dignified, he does not want to die?

Or do they think that the earth has not provoked enough enemies?

Li long did not respond to his words. Instead, he looked at the master of the snow field with cold and unfeeling eyes: "I'll give you a chance to say my last words. It's OK to beg for mercy."

The master of the snow plain felt a little angry. He was the Lord of the snow plain, but he was regarded as the top existence in Tianzhu, but was looked down upon so much?

Does he think that if he can kill his pet with the advantage of sneak attack, he can be qualified to fight with himself?

If a dragon master has only been a dragon master for three years, even if he has some talent, what qualifications and confidence will he have to shout in front of him? What qualifications do you have to show off in front of him?

"Since you sincerely want to die, you should accept a more painful price than death."

The master of the snow field took out a long silver knife, the silver blade refracted a dazzling light, "I will let you understand that death is just a beginning!"

As he said this, his figure turned into a mirage. The next moment, he appeared beside Li long. Then, a snow-white sword Qi crossed, just like a long river of silver.

Han Chen doesn't pay attention to the movement here. Li Long is not a man of bravado. On the contrary, he is much better at forbearance than Han Chen.

So, since he said he could solve it, let him solve it.

There is only one thing he has to do, and that is to provide them with a fair fighting environment.

His eyes turned to the rest of the legend level: "the Lord of Huangsha, three swordsmen, one assassin, two mages, and one archer. Last time, nine legendary levels came to kill me. Now there is only one of them alive. Are you ready to end up with them?"

With the master of the snow field, there are nine people on the other side.

Without summoners and priests, the calling class is very rare in the divine realm. Especially those players who have been beaten severely, many of them have given up the original calling class. However, sacrifice is often cut back by people in the early days, so it is difficult to grow up.

Of course, the light camp has the most sacrifices, but most of them are under the control of the angel clan.

Because the angel clan has its own business to do this time, there is no way to directly send troops to help Han Chen, but to help Han Chen solve some of his worries is also a friend's obligation.

In the divine realm, if you don't stab a knife in the back, you can become a friend. When you can't spare time, you can also use your influence to help Han Chen. This move has proved that the angel family has a high moral integrity among the major divine regions.

Li Long is the master of the snow plain, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

The golden spear in the hands of the Lord of Huangsha was shining brightly: "don't compare me with those mole ants!"

It is more humiliating to compare him with those who have not even reached level 80, or even suppressed their own level to the level that can be accommodated by the channel in order to go to this world. This is more humiliating than insulting him in person.There is only one way for the strong to wash away their shame, and that is to use blood.

With the blood of the enemy.

With that, he stabbed in the direction of Han Chen.

This gun seems to be able to penetrate everything, even if it is only locked by this gun, there is also a feeling that can not be avoided.

When he shot, the archer behind him had been aiming, but he did not fire. It was not that he was not sure of hitting. Instead, he wanted to wait for Han Chen to dodge and block Han Chen's escape route.

If the archer is in the auxiliary position in the group war, it will be second only to the sacrifice.

Han Chen stepped forward, did not dodge, even did not block the action, so he allowed his body to be pierced by the long gun of the yellow sand Lord.

"Split up!"

The Lord of Huangsha didn't have any complacency in his eyes. His pupils were shrinking urgently. Han Chen was famous. He didn't think that Han Chen would make such a move to seek death.

If Han Chen really died like this, how could the two peerless beings of the title level join hands to deal with him and spend such a huge price?

When his long gun pierced Han Chen's chest, a strong suction came, making his long gun unable to move.

At the same time, a black figure appeared quietly behind the yellow sand Lord. The black sword, like a poisonous snake, stabbed at the back of the yellow sand Lord's heart.

The eyes of the Lord of Huangsha moved, and the corners of his mouth showed an unnatural look of ridicule.

Is it really a poor skill? Can the small means used to deal with the weak also be used in his hands?

The gold armor on his body, when Han Chen's sword of night devil stabbed, suddenly burst into a strong light.