Jin Gugu was obviously in a state of excitement, and he was preoccupied with manipulating the electromagnetic current to move around LeBlanc's body.

...

Congratulations to FPX for winning the head of the hero LeBlanc.

...

The faces of all the members of JBD were even more ugly.

In the past, there was no such early collapse in the game, but often they still have late heroes in their lineup who can support, but this set...

If this situation continues, JBD will become more and more unable to support it.

Is their winning streak going to be cut off in the hands of FPX?

Fang Lang's mind kept coming up with sporadic news about FPX in his previous life, and even began to hate why he couldn't work later in the first place, which could also allow him to better observe the true strength of FPX.

Seeing that the face of his main force Xin Fang Lang became gloomy, not to mention the rest of the team, compared to JBD, FPX's mood was obviously much more relaxed.

It's just that FPX's lower road is still at a loss, and it is suppressed by Xiao Yuer and Hua Wuxian and can't move.

Not to mention the strength of the heroes in the bottom lane combination, Xiao Yuer's personal skills alone are absolutely unpickable, and the style of play is aggressive and ferocious.

Once upon a time, even the ruthless Wang Xiaotian only said that he was reckless when educating Xiaoyuer, and never said that he was technical.

The only thing that made Xiao Yu'er suffer was the battle with Jane's pride, and after that battle, Xiao Yu'er changed from a lazy and negative attitude to a diligent and studious attitude, and he was always the last person left in the base.

That's right, Casa!

Fang Lang's eyes lit up, as if he had found a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and the whole person relaxed.

"Qin Lang."

"Yes."

Qin Lang's voice sounded weak in the headset, his wild area was almost cleaned up by the blind monk, but he still dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, begging not to collide with the blind monk again.

His barrel was now empty of a belly, but it was of no use.

"Don't put on a dejected look for me, Xiaoyuer is not still an advantage, what are you afraid of, I will go out and bring my real eyes on my way, and I will be ready to educate this captain."

Fang Lang also planned to use the captain's ballast to take a good breath of evil, and he couldn't always let the captain develop like this.

It's not that Fang Lang didn't dare to fight with the captain alone, it's just that due to the loss of Qin Lang's wild area, Fang Lang also had to guard against the blind monk on the opposite side at all times, and there was still a slight gap between one and two according to his current state.

But after Qin Lang comes, it will be completely different, at least he can help him keep the blind monk.

"Got it."

Fang Lang's words were like a light in the dark night for Qin Lang at this moment, instantly lighting up his thinking, and his emotions were suddenly raised, and he nodded violently.

At this moment, Qin Lang also understood what Fang Lang was thinking.

The blind monk cleaned the upper half of his brush, that is, it is absolutely necessary to speculate that he will go to the lower half, and the blind monk will naturally rush to help, so he can use this to help open up the advantage.

Thinking of doing it, Qin Lang kept moving the big belly of the wine barrel, shuttling through the trail at the top of the canyon, and his equipment bar also carried the true eye that Fang Lang needed, in order to cooperate with Fang Lang's killing for a while.

"I've checked, he doesn't have vision."

Inserting his true eye into the triangular grass, Qin Lang nodded definitely.

The biggest role of the true eye is to control the nearby field of vision, as long as it is an ordinary eye, it will definitely not be able to escape the detection of the real eye.

The captain obviously didn't think that the barrel would come to the road at all, as Fang Lang expected, and now it was the period when the barrel's vision was missing, so Fang Lang had seized such a small loophole.

Due to the fierce and novel tactics of FPX, many of the details that Wang Xiaotian has instructed them cannot go smoothly, and now they can only look at their individual performance.

"Ready, I'm speeding up."

Qin Lang lowered his voice, as if the captain was by their side, for fear of being alarmed.

As soon as his words fell, he had already rushed decisively in the direction of the captain.

The shoes he bought for the hunt were once thought to be wasted, but now is the time when they really come in handy.

The wine barrel rushed into the road like the wind, and the moment the captain noticed the existence of the wine barrel, Qin Lang had already controlled the wine barrel and slammed it into it with his big belly.

Meat bullet impact!

The captain was coldly hit by the barrel, and he stood dizzy and couldn't distinguish between southeast and northwest.

If another hero were hit by a keg like this, it would take at least a few seconds to regain consciousness, but the captain's unique skills meant that he was much more agile than the other heroes.

Between FPX's top order captain pinched the orange in his hand and swallowed it, his de-control skill perfectly unraveled the dizziness of the keg.

One blow doesn't work, and there's another blow.

How could Fang Lang watch his teammates rush forward, while he shrank behind to make a turtle with a shrunken head, the cooperation between him and Qin Lang was carried out at the same time in those minutes and seconds.

Seeing the captain untie the belly of the barrel and collide, Fang Lang controlled the sword Ji to raise the long sword in his hand and stab forward.

Break the air!

The sharp blade slashed through the air, with a cold cold light, and as the captain turned around, he also exposed his flaws and faced the sword hime, as long as he aimed at the enemy's weak point, the sword girl's damage could increase the table.

Since Fang Lang chose Jian Ji in this game, it meant that he definitely didn't want to let anyone go.

Kenhime's attributes are not for team battles, but more for solo lead lines and attacking enemies like an assassin, his blade cutting through the captain's shirt, and the captain at this moment has no orange by his side.

"Be careful."

Fang Lang didn't show the slightest joy because of the small advantage in front of him, but frowned.

He felt wrong, so wrong.

Obviously, he and Qin Lang had already cornered the captain, but the captain didn't seem to be in a hurry, obviously the captain's blood line could no longer be described as dangerous, but he still pinched his flash.

Fang Lang was even ready to keep up with the flash, but the captain never made too much movement, and the more this situation happened, the more Fang Lang's heart felt uneasy.

Before Qin Lang could reply, his face changed like Fang Lang.

Cannon curtain!

As the captain raised his hand, for a while, the cannonballs in the sky mixed with stones fell on Qin Lang and Fang Lang's bodies, and they had almost nowhere to hide in the narrow surging channel.

Forward is the enemy's tower, backward is equivalent to letting the captain go.

But every shell in this circle is the existence of real damage, and the pain of hitting the body is extremely unbearable.