After raising the long sword in his hand, the three styles of the hidden sword finally fell!

The blood tank that the little pudding has just recovered is no longer as simple as emptying at this time!

211，225，15！

Suddenly, a figure blocked the last sword of the Tibetan Sword Three Styles, and this sword also allowed Little Pudding to escape the last catastrophe in front of death!

Yang Fan was tightly clinging to the little pudding, but he began to worry in his heart.

If it weren't for the third sword being blocked by Yang Fan, Yang Fan would be very sure that the output of the wind and dust would be completely accurate, except that the defense of the three thousand red dust was slightly better and could barely block one more time, it would be completely possible to kill other teammates in seconds, but the CD time of the three styles of the hidden sword was also longer, and it would not be so easy to kill the team's personnel in seconds at this moment.

"This! This! This monk is a demon, why is the defense so high? ”

He looked at Yang Fan with an incredulous expression, and said to those teammates behind him.

But the people behind him have already seen it, especially the sect leader player, looking at the amount of blood that rushed out of the three swords of the Tibetan sword, they secretly shouted in their hearts, and they said to the damn stinky bitch in their hearts!

However, the third sword, which was full of anticipation, turned out to be like hitting a steel plate, and the touching damage figure made him almost jump up and scold his mother.

"! Just one slash away, damn bald ass, damn damn it! ”

The Great Rift Valley can't wait to make up for the little pudding by himself, but he is just an assistant, he is also a sect of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and the gap between himself and this perverted guy in defense is still very large.

……

"Brother monk, you, you are so powerful! Thank you, thank you for blocking a sword for me, otherwise they would have been killed again this time! ”

Little Pudding looked at Yang Fan in front of him, who was like a King Kong-like guardian himself at the moment, and even became a little stuttering when he spoke.

"Don't worry, with me, they will definitely not be able to do anything about you!"

Yang Fan said comfortingly, but he was worried in his heart.

"Boy, I can't see that you have some strength, but don't be too happy, this is a team fight! No matter how strong one person is, he can't make up for the combat power of the whole team, not to mention that they are just a pile of garbage! ”

The sect leader player's mouth was cold, and he looked at Yang Fan and sneered.

"Really? Then you can try it and find out! Anyway, a bunch of garbage will go to the Reincarnation Hall in a while! ”

Yang Fan is too lazy to talk to this kind of guy who is full of Zude, after all, victory is the real humiliation of this kind of person!

……

"him! This bald donkey is really TM arrogant, Lao Su sealed this goods for me, I don't think this goods can use the skills and is arrogant! ”

The sect leader player shouted angrily towards Lao Su of the South China Sea not far away.

"Roger! The first one to block him in the next round, it's really tricky to have an auxiliary fight, and this guy's attributes are not simple, but I'll clean him up in the end! ”

However, as soon as this sentence fell, a dragon-shaped flame hit Lao Su in the South China Sea, and then 220 qi and blood fell from Lao Su's body!

However, it was not over yet, and then another dragon-shaped flame smashed towards him again!

This time, the effect of a critical hit is 458 qi and blood!

However, Nanhai Lao Su is still not dead, and the qi and blood on his body are only less than 50 points!

……

Yang Fan suddenly turned around and said to the little pudding and the amorous Yueyue,

"Well done! Especially that crit effect, well done! ”

"Hee-hee! Brother monk, are you praising me? Why do people think that you praise Xiaoyue as if you are more than me, hum! ”

The little pudding pretended to be angry and said, but in his heart he was very much looking forward to Yang Fan praising a few more words!

"Luck, it's time to trigger a critical hit."

The amorous Yueyue replied with a flat face.

Just triggered a critical hit? It is estimated that only Little Pudding and a few other team members will believe this kind of nonsense, how could Yang Fan not believe that this kind of spell crit of less than one percent would come so coincidentally?

"You have critical hit equipment on you."

Yang Fan asked coldly.

Feng Yueyue hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The flower thief and the three thousand red dust all applauded in unison,

"Si Yao, you and Xiao Yue have done a beautiful job!"

Little Pudding said happily,

"Nope! It's a good command of the monk's brother! ”

After speaking, the little pudding hid behind Yang Fan like a crazy girl and grimaced at him.

Just now, Yang Fan did temporarily change his strategy, because Wulong Mountain happened to be a Taoist sect, and the damage result would increase, and Yang Fan was also afraid that he would be sealed in the next round, after all, when he thought of the taste of being sealed, Yang Fan's skull hurt!

Although the speed attribute can increase the anti-sealing effect, his own attribute is not high enough to be so taboo-free.

……

"Holy! Make no mistake! Spell Critical Hit? How could the mage on the opposite side have such equipment! ”

Nanhai Lao Su also looked at the godfather player in disbelief.

"Damn, it seems that the identity of the fat woman with a black mole on the other side is not simple, Lao Tzu didn't receive a single piece of 20,000 yuan in the Immortal Pavilion,!"

The Godfather player followed suit with a shocked voice.

"I'm going to knock the drug myself in the next round, otherwise I'll definitely be pointed, and East Africa will give me a Pudu in the next round!"

Nanhai Lao Su suddenly changed his strategy and said.

However, the Godfather players simply disagreed!

"No! In the next round, you will still be a monk, damn monk, otherwise we won't be able to kill the other side at all! ”

"Alright! But any of you protect me! ”

Although Nanhai Lao Su was unwilling, he couldn't bear the master's orders and had to obey.

"It's okay, the monk on the opposite side has a high defense, and the speed is definitely not fast, when the time comes, Hu San will help you defend it, anyway, his skill CD will take a while!"

The Great Rift Valley suddenly added.

Everyone seemed to know the result of the next round, but they still underestimated Yang Fan.

At this moment, Yang Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, staring at the South China Sea Lao Su opposite.

As Yang Fan, who is a full-speed plus, how can the speed lose to the Taoist, after all, the Taoist has to survive, and the full-speed Taoist himself is a crispy, and he kneels when he touches it! Who would dare to use a seal that can't even talk about survival!

Sure enough, Yang Fan's guess was good!

Suddenly, the Tiankui sword in Yang Fan's hand shook, and a Sanskrit sound floated towards Lao Su of the South China Sea!

As the number 103 came out, Nanhai Lao Su actually followed the darkness in front of him, knelt on the ground, and at the same time, a black demon holding a steel fork appeared directly above his body, refusing to leave for a long time!

"This, this can't be!"

The Godfather player couldn't calm down anymore, after all, he couldn't believe how a tank support could exceed the speed of the sealing system, such an auxiliary was simply a nightmare for the sealing system, no! The nightmare has come!

"I, I haven't made a move yet, and the monk on the other side has made a move? What speed is he! ”

Obviously, Nanhai Lao Su has not come back to his senses, and he can't accept his death!

"What are you doing in a daze, East Africa hurry up and save people!"

The Sect Leader hurriedly shouted at the doctor, the Great Rift Valley.

"I've been saved! The CD has already cooled, why is Lao Su still on the ground? ”