The few people who were originally besieging or teasing the poor berserker felt the approach of the breath of the three capable people, and a long roar, and immediately became nervous, and the hidden connection between the capable people told them that the two breaths that had been successively very powerful and very familiar.

"Yo, isn't this a wax lance tip? Over the years, I don't know if your wax gun head has been repaired into a golden gun? Do you need you, Brother Qiao, and I'll give you some medicine? Brother Qiao immediately he, as soon as he saw the oncoming person, he reminded Jiao Zuoren while mocking harshly, "Ability spear, weakness is limited endurance, you will consume him in a while"

"Qiao Sanba, you don't talk nonsense, today I don't want to bird you, hurry up and get out of me" The gloomy man who was ridiculed as a "wax gun head" saw Brother Qiao's expression sank, and he made a few gestures to the people behind him.

Qin Longzu had already taken out the fiery red long stick at this time, the flames on his body seemed to be able to scorch everything, and the long stick was horizontal, "Don't talk nonsense, knock you and you'll be done" After speaking, he rushed towards a thin and slightly rickety man in front of him, and the man also reacted quickly, and with a stroke of both hands, the shield made of two flames blocked in front of him, colliding with Qin Longzu's fiery scale armor, causing bursts of violence.

Jiao Zuoren looked at the two of them who had already been in a mess, and couldn't help but complain: Grandma's is really a "mage" to a mage, you are really fierce, I just don't know if it's my brother Qin or the fake mage who is ruthless.

The sparks and explosions between the two ignited the battle like catalysts.

Brother Qiao didn't talk nonsense, his body gradually turned silvery-white, and he attacked the other two, those two were not idle, a strong man's body swelled, and his skin showed a rock-like appearance, and he resisted Brother Qiao's inertial blow, and the other man's figure disappeared suddenly, leaving only a shadow on the ground, floating beside Brother Qiao like a ghost.

Jiao Zuoren saw that since the group was opened, he naturally couldn't paddle with an MT, thinking of Brother Qiao's instructions just now, Jiao Zuoren yelled, "I! Jiao Zuoren, what kind of wax gun head is to send the master to death quickly! After speaking, he didn't wait for others to take the initiative, so he rushed straight up, took out the short knife he had been holding in his arms, and slashed forward.

"Where did you come from, hairy boy, I am also what you can provoke?" With a move of his right hand, a spear appeared out of thin air, flicked the spear, and stabbed straight at Jiao Zuoren.

Jiao Zuoren saw the spear stabbing him, and immediately reversed the knife edge, slashed the spear crookedly, and the man took advantage of the left hand, and a short spear appeared out of thin air and stabbed directly at Jiao Zuoren's chest and abdomen.

A shot penetrated, Jiao Zuoren was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, this kind of weapon-based people have one thing in common, that is, no matter what kind of substance, as long as they think in their hearts and have some contact, even the air can be condensed into their own weapons.

"Damn, I'm careless" Jiao Zuoren looked at his abdomen that was being pierced and was constantly healing, spit out, and looked at the man who had just given him a shot with fierce eyes, and suddenly laughed again, "You are really a wax gun head, it doesn't hurt to stab someone, your wife is afraid that she can't stand you and divorce you."

"You're looking for death!" The man roared angrily, holding a gun in each hand, and stabbed straight at Jiao Zuoren, Jiao Zuoren also learned to play shamelessly this time, using his body to connect the spear, and taking advantage of the man's desire to pull the gun is to give him a hard time, anyway, I can heal myself, see which of us is uncomfortable.

If you want to talk about the brutality of the fight here, then Qin Longzu's side is much simpler and rude, because a solid scale armor can withstand most of the damage caused by the explosion, plus he himself is also playing with fire, so the countless fireballs of the fire ability shot towards Qin Longzu, attached to the armor, Qin Longzu, who was surrounded by flame scale armor, couldn't even block it, allowing the fireballs to ripple and explode on his fiery red scale armor, and he just raised his stick again and again and smashed it violently, every two sticks, The Fire Capable will need to draw a new flame shield.

If Jiao Zuoren or Brother Qiao had time to watch the battle now, they would definitely complain that this was the difference between a fake mage who didn't hold a weapon and a real mage who tore a beast with a weapon of dozens of catties.

The most leisurely of these may be Brother Qiao, who originally planned to sneak attack Brother Qiao's shadow ability with his own ability, found that Brother Qiao's metal-like body and his teammates' stone skin ability are still there, as for the stone suit ability, he is even more miserable, and his proud solid defense is scarred by Brother Qiao's seemingly casual scars, whenever he wants to support others with his teammates, there will always be metal balls exploding in front of him, forcing himself back to Brother Qiao's battle circle.

These three groups of people are fighting each other, and they seem to be evenly matched, and a discerning person can see which side of the advantage is at a glance. If the unconscious berserker could wake up, the battle would be immediately apparent.

At this time, Jiaozuo's clothes were already in tatters, covered with dried blood, and the wounds on his body no longer healed as quickly as they did just now. Rao is Jiao Zuoren, who has been training frantically to improve his self-healing ability recently, is also holding the broken blade that has been smashed in half, and his face is pale, and as for the spear man, he is covered in knife marks and panting.

"Ya, wax gun head, you can't do it either, I'm not happy yet, no wonder your wife doesn't follow you" Although Jiao Zuoren is very weak, his mouth cannon kung fu is definitely not to be outdone, after all, mental blows are also output.

The man looked at the person who could no longer release the fireball, and could only barely use the flame shield to block Qin Longzu's fire ability, and the other two miserable teammates who had been tortured, slowly suppressed the anger in his heart, and prepared to look for an opportunity to escape.

The berserker who had fainted on the side suddenly jumped up and roared in the sky, his body was covered with purple magic patterns, and the huge goat's head mark behind him made him like a demon god.

Looking at such a fierce man who can be regarded as a boss at the bottom of the level in any game, Jiao Zuoren, who is concentrating on how to clean up the "wax gun head" next, is also frightened, no wonder the four of them beat him for a long time, such a little giant who has to be two meters and five meters tall, just his appearance can give people a terrifying debuff.

Seeing that the berserker who had just been tortured by his own people had woken up at this time, several people were even more panicked, thinking about how to escape.

Unexpectedly, Brother Qiao stopped directly, and beckoned Qin Longzu not to do it. When several people saw this opportunity, they did not discuss it at all, and turned around and fled.

Although Brother Qiao looked very relaxed, he was also in rags, he held a cigarette and looked at the slaughterers who fled with a smoke, and everyone shouted, "Hey! Wax lance head, I'll put you one last time and tell him I'm back"

Immediately afterwards, Brother Qiao turned his head and looked at the hideous-looking Demon King BOSS with a wicked smile.