"Ahh Who's beating me! ”

"Retreat! Retreat! Get out of the area!! ”

"Don't kill me, I'm just here to have a good time!"

"Let's go! Get out of the way, don't get in my way! ”

"Are you all pigs? There's a scuffle ahead, what are you doing in there! ”

“……”

Angry shouts, miserable wails, mixed with the explosion of fireballs and the sound of swords clashing, all exploded in the dark forest, and it was very lively.

It's just that the price of these hilarity is painful.

One player after another was hit by the scattered skills, and one after another fell in a pool of blood.

"Those who want to kill people and sell goods, those who want to eat melons and watch dramas, no matter why you came, now you feel the taste of eating your own fruits."

Wang Meng looked at the battlefield below, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Youzi", who was squatting on a branch next to Wang Meng, looked at Wang Meng, who had been smiling and kind before, with a terrifying expression on his face, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

"Click...... Ah......h

The branches snapped, and "Dark Purple" faded with a scream.

Below, the battle between the "Forgotten Worry Pavilion" and the "Smoke and Rain Building" was in full swing, and although the two sides had been fighting for a while, there were no big casualties on either side.

Except for the "Wushuang" who was killed in seconds at the beginning, and a few poor ghosts who were killed by fire in the chaos, almost no members of the core team of the "Forgotten Worry Pavilion" and "Smoke and Rain Building" were killed.

As the battle continued, the two sides gradually calmed down, and they suddenly realized a problem.

"Didn't we come here to block people? Why did you fight on your own! ”

At this moment, "Dark Purple" fell from the sky and fell to the middle of the two battlefields.

In an instant, the fierce battle between the two sides stopped.

"Ahem, that...... I'm passing by, passing by, you go on! ”

"Dark Purple" rubbed her aching buttocks, pulled a reason that no one would believe, and turned around to slip away.

"Whew......" But what answered him was a speeding fireball.

"This person is from the 'domineering' guild, hit him!" There happened to be a player on the side of the "Forgotten Worry Pavilion" who was a friend of "Dark Purple", and he saw through his lie at a glance and took the lead in attacking.

"Brother Meng, save me!!"

"Yu Zi" shouted hoarsely, and ran away with his feet like oil.

"Ding......

"Holy Guardian!"

Yang Biao, who had been blending in with the surrounding crowd, moved quickly, and saw the right time to release the divine protection to "Youzi".

The holy light flickered, fending him off the damage that followed him.

"Hey...... I didn't want to make a move......" Wang Meng sighed lightly and jumped down from the tree.

"Woo Woo ......"

The fine blast of flames roared out like a fiery dragon, heading straight for the direction of the "Forgetting Worries" team.

On the other side, the members of the "Yanyu Building" group who watched Wang Meng's move almost subconsciously stopped the skill release in their hands and quietly moved to the edge of this area.

It's a shameful move.

They themselves know it's humiliating.

But as long as one of the dozens of people in a guild moves, the others will naturally follow.

"The boss is hanging, we can't beat others, let's withdraw the "Fire Rock" brother."

The leader of a storming team of the "Smoke and Rain Building" came to the side of "Fire Rock" and said in a low voice.

"How can it be withdrawn? The president said that he would ...... the sword today."

The words of "Fire Rock" stopped abruptly because he saw that someone was flying in the sky.

The man had holy, white wings, but he was spewing out the terrifying flames of death.

This person is Wang Meng.

Wang Meng also discovered just now that the skill of "Divine Feather" can actually be suspended.

In other words, if you only use it for 30 seconds, you can save the remaining 1 minute and 30 seconds for the second use.

It's just that the retention period for this use is 2 hours, which is the duration of the CD.

After Wang Meng discovered this secret, the first thing he thought of was that he could use the CD reading strip to card out the flight time of nearly 4 minutes, but this is not very meaningful, and it needs to start preparing two hours in advance, which is very troublesome.

Wang Meng, who rose into the air, swam in the wanton sky under the blessing of super agility.

And at the top of the magic wand in his hand, one after another flamestorms condensed, smashing down towards the place where the team of the "Forgotten Worries Pavilion" on the ground gathered.

"Blaze from heaven! Is this guy still human? ”

"Fire Rock" swallowed his saliva, no longer paying attention to the frantically flickering news of "Wushuang" in his friend's system, beckoning the people of "Yanyu Building" and the others, and quickly retreated towards the outskirts of the forest.

According to the original arrangement of "Wushuang", they gathered more players this time, in addition to the "Yanyu Building" guild, they also gathered several other branches, "Moon Tower", "Qingfeng Building", and "Listening to the Rain Building" The main players have gathered some of them.

Wang Meng's strength lies in his speed and high bursts.

Therefore, the strategy of "Mushuang" is to use the tactics of crowds, to surround him firmly in it, and there is nowhere to escape.

However, all these plans were shattered the moment Wang Meng took off.

Wang Meng didn't want to offend the two top guilds in Huaxia at the same time, but now he has no other choice.

The swampy realm of Oria restricts the paths of the Forgotten Worries Guild players, and the firestorm that falls from the sky consumes their lives.

The only thing these players of the "Forgotten Worry Pavilion" guild can do is to release various ranged skills in vain towards Wang Meng, who is flying in the sky.

And what awaits them is only a series of MISS.

The absolute difference in strength was revealed at this moment, leaving only a sigh of despair for the players of the "Forgotten Worry Pavilion".

The battle was over quickly, and even Wang Meng didn't use up the remaining flight time of the "Divine Feather".

Wang Meng slowly fell to the ground, retracted his wings behind him, and the dark forest also returned to calm at this time, whether it was the two major guilds or the players watching the excitement, no one would choose to set foot on this land again in a short period of time.

Because the terrifying figure hovering in the sky is likely to appear in their nightmare tonight.

"According to the report, a total of 75 pieces of weapons and equipment were collected."

The team assigned by Yang Biao to clean up the battlefield came to Wang Meng's side and reported to him.

"Well, let the brothers of the guild pick it out first and see if there is any equipment that needs to be replaced, there are a lot of good things that have fallen from the "Forget Worry Pavilion"!"

"The rest of the equipment will be consigned to the auction house after being summarized and counted to serve as guild funds." Wang Meng commanded.