"He's not having much blood, come on, everyone!" Soon, someone noticed that Lin Yue's blood volume began to drop significantly.

After all, it is still a bit difficult to fight a group of people alone, and there is nowhere to hide from that large number of skills alone.

Even behind Lin Yue, he could only dodge a part, relying on skills with lower damage to delay time.

Because his attacks are high, time is even more important to him.

"Gather fire, gather fire together!"

King Fudo Ming shouted, seeing that Lin Yue's blood volume was more than half, his heart was full of joy.

Originally, Lin Yue's terrible attack was also a blow to his confidence.

Now seeing that Lin Yue's blood volume can still be easily beaten, his heart is full of hope again.

Although he lost three more people, it was still very cost-effective to lose three more people to kill Lin Yue.

A Chosen One with Orange Martial Arts was defeated by their guild, and that meant something different.

Although it is a bit shameless to win more and less, it is also an ability to kill such a god.

For example, Lan Chen, who has a beautiful scenery, everyone knows his name, who can kill him? Even if it is a surprise attack, being able to take him down will be called capable.

In the same way, the great god with orange martial arts is itself a kind of symbol, and it is very difficult to take down such a person.

Whether it's luck or not, or despicable means, as long as you can achieve your goal, you will be remembered.

"Go on, quick, just add some more gas." Not only did the King of Fudo Ming, but the ancient Fengyun also felt that hope was just around the corner.

The Chosen One of the two guilds also shines brightly, and both defeating their opponents and ending this battle like no other are very attractive to them.

The movements of his subordinates were faster, and as a result, Lin Yue's blood volume became even more unbearable.

"It's over, Ling Tian is really going to die now, his blood is dropping too fast."

"That's right, it's still too difficult to fight two guilds by one person."

"Although Ling Tian has been unexpected, the opponent is still too strong after all, and it is not bad to be able to fight to this extent."

"Hehe, you guys were disappointed too early, judge Ling Tian now, you will definitely be slapped in the face." This time, it was no one who spoke.

In the crowd of onlookers, there was another chattering sound.

The battle in front of me is very rare to see, one person fighting a regiment, that is something that everyone dare not think of, not to mention that there are still people who dare to do it.

Perhaps, these are all moments of history.

"At this level, he still has a chance to turn the tables?" Some people weren't that confident in Ling Tian.

Although they had also been amazed by him just now, seeing that Ling Tian's blood volume was also a little unbearable, they also began to have doubts, feeling that reason had returned to their brains.

"No matter how powerful a person is, after all, he can't compare with a group, and the overall blood volume and damage are too different." Conclusions have been drawn.

"Also, the game itself doesn't allow this kind of thing to happen, and if anyone can hit them with a dozen tens, the planners will start fixing bugs."

Zha Wu said: "Hehe, what you said is normal, a dignified battle, how could the great god be stupid enough to fight like this, isn't that looking for death?" ”

There was some disdain and some ridicule in the words of this person.

A few people felt offended and immediately shouted: "Don't just say it, you can tell me how to turn the tables." ”

"Who can't brag, the key is to really be able to fight, you said that you can't beat it at all, there must be no play."

……

A few more people said a few words of disbelief.

Zha Wu didn't refute them one by one, but said: "Isn't this nonsense you guys, if I had a way, I would have been a great god a long time ago, and I would have beeped with you here." Anyway, you're not stupid, are you stupid? He must have had a way a long time ago. ”

If this person said this, everyone else shut up honestly.

People think they are smart, but in fact, although there are many fools, the great god is certainly not a fool, this is a sure thing.

If so, then wouldn't you be as good as a fool.

On the battlefield, King Fudo Ming was also a little relaxed, and began to say proudly: "Ling Tian, your skills are good, and your equipment is also very good, I have to admit that in this apocalypse, you are the strongest among all the Chosen One." However, although you are strong, you should not provoke our King's Landing, and if you want to provoke us, there is only one word, death! ”

After the Fudo Ming King finished shouting, the other Chosen ones also shouted: "Die!" Die! Die! ”

For a while, the momentum was very terrifying, and at the same time, their hands also intensified their attacks.

The originally messy skills suddenly became rhythmic, making Lin Yue's dodge more difficult.

The Chosen ones who were watching were also pale, and although they were watching the play, they could also feel the murderous aura of those Chosen One.

Feeling that murderous aura, every Chosen One felt the threat to their lives.

It was a terrible momentum that dared to provoke them, and they would retaliate with death.

However, Lin Yue was not affected by that slogan, on the contrary, he was still very relaxed.

Lin Yue smiled faintly and said, "If you dare to provoke you, you have to die?" Don't you know that if you dare to provoke me, you will die? ”

"Hehe, whether you can let the other party die depends on your strength, I admit that you are very powerful, but now it is obvious that we are more powerful! We're going to mess with you now, what can you do? Want to kill us? Do you have what it takes? ”

Lin Yue said disdainfully: "You have died so many people, and you still feel confident, are you too arrogant?" ”

As if to fight back against this sentence, the spear in Lin Yue's hand attacked again, and another Chosen One's blood bottomed out, and finally turned into black mist.

King Fudong's face turned dark, although he felt that victory was in sight, but Lin Yue was still killing his people, which was a small slap in the face.

"You won't be able to dance for long, and you'll be going down with them soon." The Fudo Ming King could only say, "Quick, kill him." ”

Lin Yue said coldly: "It seems that I am superior, and anyone who dares to provoke me will die!" ”

With his words, once again there was a Chosen One being seconds.

This caused a riot in the formation of the two guilds, seeing that this person was about to empty blood, and the lethality was still so great, everyone's hearts were strongly shaken.

However, it has been fought to this extent, how can you just wave your hand.

King Fudo Ming shouted again: "Venerable Master, I will reward those who entangle him and resist him!" ”

Under the heavy reward of the Fudo Ming King, finally a Chosen One jumped out: "Ah, die! ”

In order to defeat Lin Yue, they are now rushing forward one after another, one direction to block Lin Yue from affecting his formation, and the other direction to prevent Lin Yue from escaping.

Everyone who is in front of the front is like a death squad, or firewood, burned out one by one.

Seeing someone step forward, Lin Yue once again advanced his skills, and one by one his skills rushed towards that person.

Seeing that the person's blood volume bottomed out again, King Fudong Ming began to shout again: "Quick, Lin Yue only has a trace of blood left, and he will die if he fights again." ”