Chapter 22: The Black-Hearted Mechanic

The figure of the sword soul is getting closer, and the leader on the opposite side is becoming more and more panicked, the situation looks wrong, this invited foreign aid is beyond his expectations.

Three slashes!

There was only a short distance left, and Li Lingfeng struck first, slashing his hands in three stages, and rushed into the crowd at an unmatched speed.

The sword flashed.

"Spread out! Fast! ”

However, the sword momentum was too fast, and the figure of the sword soul slashed through the crowd like a flying sword, and a big red number instantly floated above the heads of many people, which frightened them and hurriedly avoided them.

With the current 25 points of Sword Soul's attack, coupled with the super high bonus of 100% completion of the three-stage slash, the damage caused is unbearable for anyone, especially a few people have been slashed back and forth two or three times, and the damage is even more terrifying!

Li Lingfeng said that he broke up the crowd on the opposite side alone, and then he did it!

"Magicians and mechanics keep their firepower suppressed, fighters and ghost swordsmen!"

The moment Li Lingfeng rushed into the crowd, Song Wenle made an arrangement, no one could have the agility of the audience like the sword soul before, and the martial artist and the ghost sword were useless at all, they could only be used as a meat shield for magicians and mechanics.

As for the Night Emissary, there is only one on Song Wenle's side, and there are not many on the other side, 2, besides, although the Night Emissary can hide in this kind of battle, if there is no one in seconds, then it will be him who will die, so the assassins on both sides are waiting for the opportunity.

Now that Li Lingfeng has broken through the defense, it's an opportunity!

Five or six people rushed out of Song Wenle's side in an instant and rushed over.

The scuffle finally broke out in full force.

Fireballs are flying, bullets are flying.

At this time, the pressure on Li Lingfeng doubled, his agility was very high, but he couldn't withstand the damage from all directions.

The damage between the Star Warriors and their teammates can be avoided, that is, all the damage of their teammates is immune, but at present, the Star Warriors team can only form a maximum of four people, and Li Lingfeng is a foreign aid invited and does not form a team, which means that the cooperative teammates will also cause damage to him.

Fortunately, those few reliable clerics still abide by the ethics of cooperation, and from time to time they take a sip of milk on the sword soul.

It's just that this kind of chaotic combat team is full of slow malice when Li Lingfeng is fighting alone, and his blood volume has dropped significantly faster.

That magician, on purpose, didn't let go of the fireball anywhere, just shot at himself, and returned the ally, this is more hateful than killing his own father!

And this chaotic war knife next to you, what are you doing? You just hit someone, why do you only pick the one next to me, the aftermath of the shock also hurts me.

And also...... Hey, hey,, mechanic, what are you going to do......

Suddenly, Li Lingfeng, who was just complaining, became even more uncalm.

No, we have to evacuate quickly!

He saw that the mechanic, well, it was Song Wenle, who was not honestly standing in the distance and shooting, but actually approached the melee crowd, and then he saw a ball that Song Wenle escaped from his pocket!

Molotov cocktails!

Li Lingfeng has seen the power of this thing, can he not be frightened?

This black-hearted mechanic is ready to use incendiary bombs, but if he catches them all, it's really bad, and he won't even let his teammates go!

Li Lingfeng complained on his lips, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and moved towards the edge of the melee while pretending to fight.

"No, it's too late!"

Li Lingfeng saw that Song Wenle had already thrown the incendiary bomb into the crowd.

Bang!

A bullet hit an incendiary bomb.

Rumble!

In an instant, the fire was shocking and spread to the whole audience!

"Cao, what is this? Where did it come from? ”

"Where's the fire?"

"Why is the damage so high?"

……

Both sides were shouting as the numbers above their heads soared.

Teammates on the same team can avoid damage, which refers to avoiding the damage caused by teammates' skills or attacks, and incendiary bombs belong to the category of items and attack indiscriminately, so Li Lingfeng scolded Song Wenle for being black-hearted, and he was on the same level as seeking and killing in the night.

"Song Wenle, what are you doing?"

It was the sound of the raging sword in the troubled times, he was in the center of the fire, and the number above his head was so happy, he saw what Song Wenle threw out, and then the fire appeared.

The scope of the fire was very large, and it was because of this that Ling Feng did not continue to chase Song Wenle.

"That's a lot of damage!"

Li Lingfeng looked at the blood-red number 90 jumping above his head, and couldn't help but smack his tongue, this was still a 10% defense weakening damage.

Don't praise the incendiary bomb is really easy to use!

Fortunately, he was already on the verge of chaos and escaped from the fire after being burned by the fire for 2s.

Molotov cocktails (one-time consumables)

Effect: Creates a wide area of fire and deals 100 damage per second to anyone in the fire for 10s.

This damage is really explosive for current players!

At this stage, players with as high HP as Sword Soul are very small, mostly between 1000 and 1500.

A perfectly burning Molotov cocktail can even directly burn a person with full health.

And after fighting for so long, most players only have half of their blood left, and Song Wenle's incendiary bomb is really heartbroken, angry, and resentful!

"Damn, I can't hold my health!"

"I can't hold it anymore!"

……

Soon, the figures shattered in the sea of fire.

"Give me blood!"

The war knife of the troubled times roared wildly in the fire, and Song Wenle frowned, but did not speak.

The priesthood in the back really gave a sip of milk to the war knife in the troubled times, after all, it was the leader!

Li Lingfeng jumped out of the sea of fire, looked at the raging fire, and saw three pieces of equipment on the ground in the distance, and then slowly moved over there in an unobtrusive way.

Bang! Bang!

Two bullets landed not far in front of the sword soul, and it was a warning.

Li Lingfeng saw that it was the mechanic again, alas, it was really annoying!

The equipment is placed there, taking advantage of the opposite side to take care of yourself, don't you know how to pick it up, do you have to wait for others to come to their senses and fight again?

Li Lingfeng kept complaining in his heart, a group of fools!

However, he didn't dare to pick it up now, and after being warned by Song Wenle like this, the attention of several magicians and mechanics had already shifted to him, as long as he got close, he was afraid that he would be bombarded.

The fire gradually extinguished, leaving a mess in the ground, Li Lingfeng even saw a piece of naked equipment, and he didn't know which unlucky ghost died and was blown up.

However, the situation on the field was already obvious, because the fire was mainly concentrated on the opponent's side, so the mechanics, magicians and priests on Song Wenle's side were almost unharmed, as for the ghost swordsman and the fighter who rushed over, there were only two left, the chaotic world sword and another ghost swordsman, but the two of them looked miserable.

As for the opponents, it was even worse, the magicians and mechanics were burned to death, and the close profession was killed and wounded, which was completely damaged by the sea of fire.

Now there's only one fighter left, well, it's the leader!

The leaders of both sides are built here, but they all come out of the soot.

Star Warriors designed to allow players to experience a more realistic game effect, Molotov cocktails are burning with billowing black smoke.

The leader of the other party stared at Song Wenle viciously, and the same is true of the sword in troubled times!