Bang bang bang!

Another head!

The sturdy rush hit YM's second tower, and YM's clockwork face changed dramatically.

"It's... This... My middle tower. ”

God knows that his heart is dripping blood, the defense tower is the thing that the lane hero cares about the most except for the creeps, and now taking advantage of the gap between his own home, one has been worn out like this, and even the second one is difficult to protect.

"Everybody go guard the tower."

The blind monk issued an order, and he was also rushing to the middle of the road quickly.

His face was not much better than clockwork, and he had the same thoughts as the hosts, as long as he maintained the current situation, JBD would not be able to compete with them at all in the later stages.

But JBD was aggressive and refused to give them the slightest chance, not only taking the canyon pioneers, but now also taking their second tower.

For a while, everyone in YM couldn't care about the line in their hands, so they could only rush to help Clockwork guard the second tower.

In the entire League of Legends picture, the personnel are crowded in the middle lane, and only the vampires and knife girls on the road are still biting together, sticking to their own lines.

"Beautiful!"

Wang Xiaotian in the background squeezed his fists with some excitement, there was no Su Ning by his side, and he had no one to talk to, but the joy still spread on his face.

It was completely different from what he had imagined before, Zhao Qing not only did not collapse, but also maintained his balance, Qin Lang was even more open-minded, and the other side of the attack was too late to react.

Although these things are usually taught to them by Wang Xiaotian, it is still a great thing that they can integrate them into the game.

"Beautiful!"

Fang Lang on the hospital bed roared and wanted to sit up, but he accidentally pulled the wound and bared his teeth in pain.

Su Ning hurriedly helped him, complaining and distressed.

Just watch the game well and watch the game well, but after the whole game, Fang Lang was restless, and he moved around vigorously.

"Beautiful!"

The male host on the field was highly nervous, staring at the screen, and couldn't help but shout.

"Wonderful!"

The hostess also nodded in agreement with his voice, and her eyes smiled into a crescent.

"Look, you're going to look away, JBD obviously has a way to deal with the situation for a long time."

"Yes, yes, the strong man is really something that a small character like me can't estimate."

The male host was ridiculed by the female host, but he was not angry or annoyed, he still looked kind, and he had seen more thrilling and exciting turnovers than this on the playing field, and he also had the ability to bear these.

"But JBD is really refreshing to me, they all say that YM still has a chance to turn around, their style of play is very decisive, there is no chance to give the other side at all, it is really our dark horse this year, the dark horse of the dark horse."

The male host gave the highest evaluation so far, and it can be seen that he admires JBD very much.

On the other side, everyone's eyes were still pulled on the video screen, everyone gathered in the middle lane, all kinds of tentative skills were thrown, and the previous canyon pioneer hit the second tower hard, and the originally full of blood in the second tower was only a trace of blood in the blink of an eye.

"If it doesn't work, put the second tower and guard the high ground."

The blind monk gritted his teeth, he was covered in cold sweat, he really wished he could hit five, but he didn't have that strength.

The current situation is not only not optimistic, but even overwhelming.

What is the meaning of the destruction of the highland, everyone understands, is it possible for him to watch his highland be broken?

Under various trade-offs, only defending the high ground is the most appropriate, the terrain of the high ground is special, and it is definitely not easy to attack it without the big dragon BUFF.

"yes, let's retreat a bit."

This is the middle of the clockwork, the distress is distressed, and the reason is still there.

"How is it possible, what do we hold, believe me, I will definitely hurt enough."

Different from the rationality of the blind monk and clockwork, Casa has long been stimulated by anger to the point that his eyes are red, just on the lower road, he has been suppressed by Lucian of Xiaoyuer, is it possible that now in the team battle, he can still suppress himself?

His own family occupies an absolute advantage in starting a group, whether it is Titan or Clockwork, it can be said that there is a strong existence in team battles, plus he is still afraid of fighting when his equipment is initially formed?

"Don't..."

The blind monk subconsciously wanted to organize, but it was too late.

The Titan who was attached to Casa's body had already taken the hook, and Casa's command was the supreme decree for him, and a rusty iron hook flew straight towards Lucian's body on the other side.

Syllable!

At this moment, a smile flashed across both the faces of the Titans and Casa.

The iron hook accurately hooked Lucian's body, causing his whole body to be bounced into the air, and Casa couldn't wait to raise the blade in his hand, wanting to take advantage of this time to hit the burst of damage.

At this point, the blind monk and clockwork have to follow him, and they can't watch their teammates die, and in the end it's their fault.

The Titan, with gravity, flew along his iron hook to Lucian's side, but the small smile on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feast!

Tam, who was standing next to Lucian, uglyly opened his bloody mouth, revealing his long sticky tongue, and picked his tongue, easily curled up his AD Lucian, and swallowed him into his stomach.

His W skill is not only good enough to devour enemies on the opposite side, but also acts as a protection skill to protect his teammates.

Lucian in Tamu's belly was extremely safe, and he was not controlled by anything at all, and the whole scene instantly left only the lonely Tamu and the blind monk who raised his foot and kicked over, standing lonely and dangerous in the crowd.

How could Qin Lang let go of such a good opportunity?!

Polar Hell!

Barely giving his opponent any chance to think, he had already thrown out his ultimate, and for a while all the YM members present were frozen.

"Big move! Wind! ”

It was only then that Casa realized how stupid he was, and he was busy shouting clockwork.

If Clockwork can successfully throw out the ultimate and pull all the enemies together, then they still have a chance to escape, otherwise at this time, JBD's people will definitely cross the tower and kill.

Tamu's thick shield is their best weapon against the tower.

"I... I don't have a big move..."

Clockwork really wants to cry without tears.

Could it be that Casa made such a low-level mistake?

Before the team battle, didn't observe the cooldown of your own team's ultimate?

Just now, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Hokage, he had already handed over his ultimate move to save his life, how could he have a big move now.

After the sound of clockwork, Casa's heart sank coldly, cold.