Chapter 150： Come on, come on, come on

Hengyan Shaluo took out the golden bow and galloped towards the illusion.

The distance between the two was only two hundred meters, and it was in front of the phantom **** before half a breath.

When I came over, I saw a watermelon growing on the pale yellow grassland.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was his martial arts teammate Assage.

He was wearing clothes similar to the color of the grass, if it weren't for the bright hair, Hengyan Shaluo would really ignore him.

"Assage, what are you doing on the ground?"

After asking this sentence, Hengyan Shaluo suddenly realized that he hadn't seen the other two people. He swept around again, and after confirming that they were not here, he was shocked.

‘Where are the two of them? Was it killed by the phantom god? ’

However, it is impossible to think about it carefully. After all, Illusory God has been weakened so severely, it is impossible to kill two people in such a short period of time.

So the greatest possibility is: the two of them ran back to this world!

Yokoyan Sharo thought he was right-his live broadcast had just ended when the two were sealed, and he and the players in his live broadcast room had no idea what had just happened.

"Assage, Yuan Tian Chong and Lan Fengsong have returned to this world?"

He frowned and said solemnly: "I went back to mobilize our Daying players to come and support, how about them?"

"Could it be that I thought that I was just escaping and I went back?"

"Ha ha."

After saying these words, he noticed that there was something like a small TV flying next to him.

That is a live broadcast of the battlefield.

Just like the decoration in the game, it is indestructible.

Seeing that Illusory God had no intention to act, Hengyan Sharo was delighted, and thought to myself: ‘In this situation, isn’t it that I am confronting the Illusory God alone? ’

Thinking of this, he set up a fighting posture, pulling a bow and arrow and ready to go.

‘Now the live broadcast must have recorded this scene, maybe I want to leave a name for the history! ’

Thinking of this, he kept maintaining this posture, the arrow in his hand lingering.

More than a hundred meters behind him, Nobita Cyclone's face was as ugly as **** at the moment.

The facial features of that rather handsome face are almost entangled.

Originally, he had to leave well, but Hengyan Shaluo gave him another shot.

Seeing a group of players coming from afar, he didn't know what to say.

"What do we do?!" He Mo Sanshi, who now leads the two royal battle groups, asked him.

Seeing Nobita's face full of entanglement, he frowned and said sternly: "You can think about it, but you can't ruin our warband for some players!"

"If there is no Illusory God, even if you meet these players, the seal will be sealed!"

He Mo Sanshi's words awakened Nobita Cyclone like a blow.

Yes!

If Illusory God is not there, he meets other players, no matter whether it is from another country or his fan, he will still seal it as usual.

Is it because there is one more hostile player that he won't seal these people?

After that, as long as there is a hostile player, he can let them go?

"But they are here to help us, we can't seal them."

Hearing Nobita’s words, He Mo Sanshi was obviously in a daze. He looked at the young man in surprise, and said in awe: "I didn’t ask you to seal them! I mean there’s no need to pay for this group of people. An elite battle group carefully cultivated by Sakura!!"

It's cruel, but also very realistic.

After all, the purpose of their establishment of the Osakura Royal Clan was to defend the Royal Family.

Not to protect the common people.

Of course, this is definitely not said to the outside world.

Cyclone Nobita is not a child, and he naturally understands this. If he really compensates for these two battle groups, he will definitely bear the blame.

Before making a decision, he glanced into the distance again.

The fast-running players in that group of players have actually fought against the phantom god. Unlike the previous sword, the phantom god's attack will indeed cause harm to those players, but it does not have the terrifying power of the previous sword and martial arts.

"Huh!?" Whirlwind Nobita's mood at the moment is really ups and downs.

Originally decided to let the battle group retreat, but he saw this situation again.

He felt as if there was hope again.

"What's the situation with Illusory God now? Why can't I fight a normal player with a single sword and kill with a single sword just now?"

"Before I talked about it, I was very puzzled. It was obvious that the curse was hit. Why could I kill Yuantian Chong and Lan Fengsong with a single sword?"

"Obviously, you can't use active skills and props."

Under normal circumstances, when something puzzling happens, many people will have their own explanations for it.

"Could it be that the passive skill of the phantom **** just now? It is similar to the means of increasing output every once in a while?"

He looked at He Mo Sanshi, frowned and hesitated when he saw the other party.

Whirlwind Nobita faced him, and whispered his thoughts softly: "What if it was just the phantom **** who counterattacked just now, and the bluff wants to scare us away?"

"What if Illusory God is really weakened, and those players are killed after the battle group retreats?"

"...Fuck!" He Mo Sanshi angrily cursed extremely dissatisfied.

If this happens, he will definitely be dismissed.

After a few seconds of weird silence, He Mo Sanshi sighed helplessly, and said, "The curse should have about two minutes left at the moment."

"No matter what, when the curse is only the last few seconds, we will leave."

......

After he lost two Wu Ren in seconds, someone from the other party dared to rush forward.

After listening to his words, Su Yang understood the reason.

‘So he didn’t know what just happened. ’

Hearing that he mobilized other players to come, Su Yang smiled slightly under the mask.

‘There is such a good thing? ’

I swept around a few times, and I could indeed see that many players were coming here.

Some of them were particularly reckless, and even attacked Su Yang directly.

In order to attract more players, Su Yang did not show the previous "one man, one sword" fighting style.

Rather, he was "seriously" at war with the reckless man in front of him.

Give others a feeling of "hope to beat him".

He was weakened and hit by the curse is a well-known thing.

And the current performance falls in the eyes of those players, but it is also in line with their expectations for the "weakened version of the magic god" combat power.

"Let me just say, Illusory God is not that scary, it's just other players who have demonized it."

"I didn't see the other two Wu Ren. Forget it, let's go together!"

"I know the person who is at war with him, even he can fight the weakened illusion **** like this, we must go together!"

"Quick! There is time for weakening!"

While dealing with these elite players who dare to fight in the setting sun, Sakura, Su Yang used [Prophet and Foresight] to count the people who were constantly entering the range of his perception.

127...178....224....262...

When the number of people reached nearly 300, no one came in anymore.

"Are we mobilizing only a few hundred people..."

This number is actually not that many-if he is facing tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of players But in fact, because Hengyan Sharo is in the limelight, the number of people entering his live broadcast room is more than that. Up a million.

If there are players on the plateau with a tenth of a day, there are also a hundred thousand giants.

It is true that only these people are here.

‘Since there are no more people coming, I’m going to start working hard. ’

Su Yang gently tilted his head to avoid an arrow, and then gently leaped away from the temporary encirclement woven by nearly three hundred players.

The golden-haired Wu Ren on the opposite side obviously hadn't realized the change in his attitude, and continued to use his "transformation" skills to keep appearing next to Su Yang.

One moment he appeared in front of him with his arms, one moment he appeared to his left with a big smile, and another moment he appeared behind him with an arrow.

"Can you keep up with my speed?"