Chapter 1025： Sniper operation

Seeing dozens of powerful kings suddenly appeared, Zhou Can was shocked.

This is a conspiracy of endless races!

Using the rock giant to cover the powerful king, this is preparing for a surprise attack.

But Zhou Can didn't take it too seriously, and he was not a hall of fame after all.

As a member of the Hall of Fame, everyone has their own absolute pride. Although dozens of kings are not easy to deal with, Zhou Can is still very confident that he will not lose. Because the Hall of Fame is under siege, nearby Hall of Fame members will definitely come to support .

As long as he persists for a while, he can still win.

So when dozens of demon kings appeared, Zhou Can still laughed horizontally: “It’s really painstaking to create such a reputation, but I still want to say that you are stupid because you chose the wrong target for ambush, and you dare I don’t know how many heads you have grown on the Hall of Fame?"

These demon kings did not talk nonsense with Zhou Can at all, and immediately rushed forward after the formation of the surroundings!

The several **** demons in front, brandishing the steel fork warhammer in their hands, confronted them head-on.

The demons in the latter group have used countless long-range attacks.

Spiritual shock!

Deadly hidden weapon!

venom!

There was no room to escape the intensive strikes, forming a net of heaven and earth.

As soon as Zhou Can's sword shook a demon with a long stick, it was bombarded by a double-hammer demon.

The power of these demons was originally greater than that of the ground races, and these demons clearly cooperated very tacitly, so Zhou Can's old power was dissipated, and the new power was shot before it was born.

Rumble~~~!

Zhou Can's long sword let out a mournful cry, and one of the seven swords was blasted back into Zhou Can's body.

"Leave it to me!"

The three melee demon clan attacked together at the same time, and Zhou Can was tightly restrained. At this time, the long-range attack also arrived.

Zhou Can couldn't help but freak out.

First of all, he overestimated his own strength. Most of the members of the Hall of Fame are promoted from the strongest kings. Many strongest kings are not in the Hall of Fame, but they have the strength of the quasi-Hall of Fame.

Among these demon martial artists, nearly half have the strength of the Quasi-Hall of Fame.

This is not an ordinary ambush team, this team is obviously specially prepared to ambush the Hall of Fame.

It doesn't matter if Zhou Can is in the top ten of the Hall of Fame, but he, ranked 72nd, cannot withstand the ambush of so many opponents who are not much weaker than him.

To overestimate yourself and underestimate the enemy, you have to pay a painful price!

After blocking several attacks in a row, after all, his two fists were harder than four hands. A mental shock first broke his spiritual consciousness!

There was a violent dizziness in the mind, then the body became soft, and then the neck was shiny.

A blade of light flicked across his neck, and Zhou Can's head flew in the air!

Afterwards, blows from all directions followed, immediately blasting his body without leaving any residue!

Only the sacred stone that he scraped back and his own sacred stone were flying in the air, causing a battle for the demon clan to be crowned king.

However, there were no ground races around at this time, and all the spoils fell into the opponent's hands.

A member of the Hall of Fame, fell into the endless race ambush circle and fell on the spot!

And it was not in the hands of the opponents in the Hall of Fame, but in the hands of some unknown people, which is sad.

Following Zhou Can's death, a scrolling screen passed by in the dimensional universe.

Every country, city, and everyone can see this news clearly on any forum.

"A member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth theater, ranked 272nd Zhou Can, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died by the hands of endless race XXX."

The news scrolled three times repeatedly, quieting the whole universe for a few seconds.

A hall of fame is dead!

Before the war, people were constantly guessing which side would have the first Hall of Fame to fall, but no one expected it to come so quickly, thinking that it might take a while for the war to go on for the Hall of Fame to die.

But less than ten minutes after the start of the war, the Hall of Fame died!

And he died in the hands of someone who didn't know who it was, and the entire universe was in an uproar for a while.

"MLGB! What's going on? When did the Hall of Fame be this dish?"

"It's a waste. It was killed by an unknown person. What kind of hall of fame is this?"

"If the Hall of Fame is at this level, then I think this battle can be stopped. It would be better to surrender early."

"It's over, it's over! Who is the commander of the eighth theater? How did he command it?"

Compared with the annoyed scolding mother of the ground race, there was a burst of cheers on the endless race.

"Nice job! This Mozu buddy is so awesome!"

"Hahaha! I don't think it will take long for this to go on, our army will be able to drive straight forward like a broken bamboo!"

"Long live the Great Emperor! Long live the endless race!"

"Lin Zhen, your subordinates are dead, and it's your turn next. Get out of me and die!"

"Lin Zhen has become a tortoise with a shrunken head. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out. Let's kill all the trash in the eighth theater first, and see if he, the commander of the polished rod, is still inappropriate!"

Facing the crazy clamor of endless races, the people of the ground races are also fighting back, but the confidence is not enough after all.

They can only hope that the next member of the Hall of Fame to be killed is of endless races, so that they can save some face.

This sentiment is not only for them, but also for those fighting on the battlefield.

It is a shame to be killed in the Hall of Fame. There are only 600 Halls of Fame on both sides. This scrolling screen can appear up to 600 times. Everyone hopes that the other party will die more.

However, in the first wave of attacks, the endless races were not in the Hall of Fame at all, which made them unable to retaliate.

With Zhou Can's death in battle, the battlefield situation has changed.

A sniper team composed of powerful kings of demons, ghosts, and demons appeared in every corner of the battlefield.

These teams are carefully selected by endless races, and each team is composed of fifty kings, mixed in the team under the cover of the same race.

Whenever they saw a golden flag flying in that place, these teams moved forward quietly.

In the team, there will be many quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouses. These people alone can fight against the lower-ranked Hall of Fame for a while. With the cooperation of everyone, the lower-ranked Hall of Fame has nothing to fight back. opportunity.

And now there are more members in the Hall of Fame. Those in the top 100 are actually some veteran demigods. They cannot reach the perfect state, and they may not be much better than the previous Hall of Fame.

Therefore, such an ambush is a sure thing.

After Zhou Can, the second scrolling screen appeared again.

"A member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth theater, ranked 280th, Lando, died in the battle of the Celestial River, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."

"A member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, ranked 291st Li Xinghe, fought to the death of Tianjiehe and died at the hands of endless race XXX."

"Member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, Fourth Theater..."

News came out one after another, hitting the fragile nerves of the ground race people again and again.

In less than half an hour, nine members of the Hall of Fame have already died!

Five of them belonged to the eighth theater where Lin Zhen was located.

Because Lin Zhen has the most halls of fame here, with Augustine's help, ten halls of fame have been dispatched, but in such a short time, half of the battle was killed!

Such a blow makes people of the ground race simply unacceptable.

If we continue to fight like this, it won't be long before the ground race will be exterminated.

"What the hell! It's all dead on our side. Are we inferior to the endless race? How did the endless race rush to the depths of the endless star sea in the first place? Or are all people now a rice bucket?"

"Pay attention, this is not over yet. Those halls of fame have penetrated into the core of the battlefield and have become targets for hunting by the opponent. I am afraid that these people will not be able to return."

"Let others calculate, is there no way to deal with it?"

"Lin Zhen... I am a little disappointed in him."

"Rescue those halls of fame, you can't waste these masters in fighting the opponent's cannon fodder!"

On the battlefield, the eighth war zone ~www.novelhall.com~ five Hall of Fame powerhouses are still trapped in each other's siege.

From Lin Zhen's perspective, he could clearly see that several sniper teams were moving towards them, while the surrounding endless race fighters were completely desperate and dragged their hands and feet firmly.

If these five halls of fame were to be lost again, Lin Zhen's high-end combat power would lose one-third of them.

Although the rumors were a bit disadvantageous to Lin Zhen at this moment, Lin Zhen was not in a hurry.

Because now someone is more anxious than him.

This man is Augustine.

Augustine roared anxiously: "Lin Zhen, you are a theater commander. You can't just sit idly by such a situation. If these people lose, then our eighth theater is in danger."

Lin Zhen glanced across Augustine, and the cold Augustin in his eyes was a bit creepy.

"You...what do you mean?"

Lin Zhen snorted coldly: "Augustine, you insisted on letting them go, and then let me carry it in the black pot. Now that something went wrong, I remembered asking me to go to the rescue. Do you think I was really taken advantage of by Lin Zhen?"

"Then... what do you want?"

Lin Zhen turned around with his nostrils up to the sky: "If you don't go, whoever loves to go?"

Anyway, these people had a good relationship with Augustine, and they didn't agree with Lin Zhen, so Lin Zhen didn't bother to care about them.

Augustine didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so decisive, suddenly a bit big head.

With the support of these people, he was able to fight against Lin Zhen, and these people would definitely not lose.

However, the situation is critical at the moment, and Augustine can't guarantee that the endless race has any back-up. Let him save people by himself, which is likely to be sent to death. He is 10,000 unwilling.

"Boss Lin, I admit it. If you have any conditions, I will finish it!"

In desperation, Augustine bowed his head in front of Lin Zhen for the first time.