"Fire Talisman, go!"

A fire talisman flew out of the player's hand, turning into a ball of flame in mid-air, flying towards Wen Chou.

Without blinking, the long knife slashed down towards the flames, and the entire flame was split into two and pierced through it. The armor on his body had been covered with blood, and there was still blood and some scraps of flesh left on it, and the corpses could be seen all the way from the route he had run.

Unmatched, melee players, no matter what weapon they use, can't go through a round in front of Wen Chou. They don't have Wen Chou's knife at all, and when facing the current Wen Chou, they will always be unconsciously affected by his momentum and killing intent, and a moment of distraction can already determine life and death.

"Thrust!" A gun-wielding player, lunging forward.

Wen Chou dodged sideways, clamped his arm, and twisted again, directly throwing out the player with the gun, and the spear was still tightly clamped under his ribs. The long knife in the other hand drew a semicircle, and a pillar of blood spurted out, accompanied by a head flying high and falling again.

The smell of blood filled Wen Chou's mouth and nose, and this smell, the blood stains on his face that dried up and spilled again, would not affect Wen Chou. On the contrary, he had some enjoyment, and often this smell of blood made him feel more intimate.

"Soil charm, erect soil for the wall, stand!" Several more Fang Shi players shouted softly, and the rune paper was thrown out, and in an instant, four mud walls were erected, forming a square wall, trapping Wen Chou inside.

The rune paper was thrown up, and a small electric current was swaying on the rune paper, and when it floated in the sky, the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and green smoke curled up.

"Thunder, fall!" A famous alchemist player pinched the seal, not much of a movement, not much of a difference, for the sake of Wen Chou who was trapped in one place.

The current will be absorbed by the earth, transmitted to the earth, and dissipated invisibly. But what trapped Wen Chou was not a completely closed space, and an opening was exposed.

A thunderbolt the thickness of the mouth of the bowl fell.

This is something that a Monk player can't do, but a Monk player's power gathers and finally summons this destructive thunderbolt. Even if it lands on the ground, it is enough to blow a big hole in the ground.

"Boom."

"Bang."

With two successive explosions, the earthen wall collapsed, and scattered dirt flew one after another, obscuring all the players' vision.

"Dead?" One player asked, staring ahead, but he couldn't see anything at all, only dust.

One of the alchemists had already taken out another piece of rune paper in his hand and held it in his hand, ready to use it again at any time. He seemed to be praying, and he was stating the facts, "You should be dead, right?" ”

In the next moment, all the players who were relieved, or had doubts about whether they had killed Wen Chou, no longer hesitated.

Didn't die.

When the figure rushed out of the dust and sand, getting closer and closer, they realized that except for some more sand and dust on the opponent's armor and face, which made him a little embarrassed, the attack just now did not even bring him any damage.

"Who the hell is he?" This question is on the minds of many players.

The combo attack just now was undoubtedly an overall display of Fang Shi's skills. An attack with only two attributes can be regarded as a cluster attack.

It would be impossible for any player present to escape so easily under such an attack, without any injuries on their bodies. More likely, they died directly there, bombarded by lightning.

The surrounding earthen walls are not the strongest ones, and it takes time to break through the earthen walls. The latter, a series of thunder runes, and powerful thunder and lightning summoned by the lightning summoning technique, came at a very fast speed. Under the combination of the two phases, time is compressed very tightly.

Those who can escape under such an attack, and who have not suffered any damage, can only be the strong. Moreover, this kind of strong man is not an unknown person, it is more likely that he left a pen and ink in the history of the Three Kingdoms, otherwise it is impossible to explain what is happening now.

"He's a literary ugly! If it's not Wen Chou, it's Yan Liang! I've seen him, one of the two people who followed Yuan Shao! Finally, a player found a useful clue from his memory and shouted loudly.

"Holy? Wen Chou?! Yan Liang?! The players who heard the sound opened their mouths wide and showed an expression that should be like this.

Whether it's Wen Chou, or Yan Liang, all of this can be explained. Although these two people were killed during the battle between Cao Cao and Yuan Shaoguandu, their strength was not bad at all! Within a period of time, several generals under Cao Cao's command were killed and retreated, which is not something that ordinary generals can do.

"Hex." Wen Chou said coldly, disgust appeared in his eyes, and the killing intent became stronger.

He still felt some crispiness and numbness in his body, and when he rushed out, the erected hairs slowly returned to their original shape. He wasn't hurt, but Wen Chou was still very unhappy, and if he wasn't happy, he would want to kill more people.

"Block him!"

More than a dozen players, holding knives in one hand and shields in the other, rushed out and formed a shield wall on Wen Chou's path, trying to stop him from advancing. They can also see now that no matter what, they have to limit Wen Chou's movement space and intercept him. When the time comes, the outcome is not yet known.

The rest of the players also surrounded Wen Chou, and after knowing Wen Chou's identity, they still didn't give up. How much gain is it to kill such a person? Even the worst can get a huge amount of prestige, right?

Wen Chou sneered, and after seeing the shield wall formed, his pace still did not slow down. His knife was raised high, and his arms were wrapped with green tendons, like dragons.

"Breaking the mountain."

The knife was heavy, wrapped in strong wind, and fell with a knife.

With the piercing scraping sound, the shield in front of Wen Chou was only resisted for a second, but it was actually split in half! Whether it's an iron shield or a sword and shield player in the back, the result is exactly the same.

Their bodies, as well as their shields, were split in two and fell to the side.

Watching his companion fall aside, a large amount of blood was splattered, which made the remaining sword and shield players feel a deep sense of happiness. Glad they weren't the players who were facing Wen Chou, otherwise they would have been split in two now.

Rejoicing for a moment, and in the next second, these waists felt a pain in their waists, a sharp pain, and their entire field of vision was shortened, and they continued to fall, until their eyes saw the other half of the body, and the blood all over the ground. But at this time, their eyes have lost all their brilliance, and they can no longer see anything.

"Arc Slash."

The long knife pulled out an arc, and a ball of blood bloomed one after another in the direction of the long knife.

"Raise your shield!"

Xiahou Yuan let out a loud shout, took a step forward, and stood in front of the path of the rushing army of players. Beside him, a sword and shield bearer erected his shield and stood in a row with him, forming a shield wall blocking the way.

"Stand up!"

Xiahou Yuan ordered again, and a spearman raised the spear in his hand and put the spear in the gap between the shield. They held their breath and watched the movement of the army of players outside through the gaps between shields, ready to stab their spears when they collided with them.

Behind this platoon of pikemen, there are also pikemen in reserve, who can be substituted at any time if the spear in the hands of the pikemen in front of them is broken. It can also be replaced when the force is exhausted, so as to keep rotating.

The shield is like a wall, the spear is like a forest, the shields are glowing with a dull color, and the spear heads of the branches are glowing with cold light. Now in front of the players, there is such a picture, if you want to rush over, you must meet your head and break the bloodstream.

However, this is not the end, Xiahou Yuan is beside Cao Cao and Xiahou Yuan, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has also made great progress in commanding troops against the enemy. With a wave of his hand, he said loudly: "Archer, draw the bow, fifty steps, shoot on your back." ”

Not far behind the shield wall, a famous archer drew his bow, and the longbow lifted at an angle, pulling the string, and the feathered arrows poured out.

"Raise your shield! Raise your shield! "Some of the players looked at the rain of arrows and yelled wildly.

Some players raise their shields, and those who do not have a shield can only hide behind the player's shield. When the shield player is already occupied, these shieldless players can only retreat frantically, hoping that someone in front of them can block the bow and arrows for them.

"Soil charm, erect soil for the wall, stand!" The Fangshi players were not unprepared, and when the feather arrows came, the rune paper was thrown out one by one, summoning an earthen wall in front of them.

Due to the influence of the blood and qi of the battlefield, the height of these earthen walls is generally not high, and the thickness is not thick, but they can still easily cover a place.

Seeing this, those players who did not have a shield and did not have enough self-protection ran behind the earthen wall.

At the forefront, the players who rushed the fastest and the most courageous looked back and saw this scene, and immediately scolded, "Your sister! ”

This earthen wall in the back blocks the road, how can they run? Nima, this kind of teammate, is almost like a pig. No, no, the pigs are better than them, at least the pig teammates accidentally pit you to death, this kind of teammate deliberately let you die.

Just as he was hesitating, the arrow fell, mercilessly hitting these "bold" players. For a while, there was a muffled snort, from being angry to being weak, and the dense "poof" sound of feather arrows entering the flesh, these players fell to the ground, and their bodies were full of feather arrows, like big hedgehogs.

Only a small number of players can rely on their wisdom and luck to survive such a dense rain of arrows. When the feather arrows fell, they quickly protected the neck and other fatal parts with their hands, shrunk their bodies into a ball, and with the protection of the armor on their bodies, which was not very strong, they were lucky enough to survive.

Wait until there is a dead person next to you, then roll behind the corpse and use the corpse as a shield to protect yourself.

Under this round of arrows, even if some of them survived, the injuries they could suffer made them unable to continue fighting.

Further back, the player hiding behind the earthen wall felt sincerely glad when he heard the painful snort coming from the front. The earthen wall blocked their view, but they couldn't block their ears, and they could all hear the muffled sound of feathered arrows embedded in the earthen wall. There are also some arrows, and from the back end, you can faintly see the protruding arrows.

"Thunder Fu, Thunder, Fall!" The alchemists behind the earthen wall threw out the rune paper and whispered.

For a while, large and small thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, falling towards the range where Xiahou Yuan was.

These thunderbolts are not strong, and under the influence of battlefield blood, the power is greatly weakened. But when they see such a celestial power, the soldiers will inevitably panic, after all, this is thunder and lightning, and it is not controlled by manpower.

Xiahou Yuan didn't speak, standing there, he didn't move. He just raised his head, looked at a falling thunderbolt, and stretched out his hand.

His palm touched the thunderbolt, and his palm trembled unconsciously in the flash of lightning. The electricity pulsed rapidly through his body, channeling into the earth.

Numb and a little paralyzed, the fingers of the palm of the gun trembled, and the barrel of the gun was clenched again. Xiahou Yuan exhaled softly, this scorching breath was gray.

Without moving, his back stopped, and Xiahou Yuan stood like a mountain in front of all the soldiers in the rear.

There were some panicked, frightened soldiers, and when they saw Xiahou Yuan's performance, they also calmed down. At the same time, thanks to the relationship between the usual training, no one chooses to retreat at this time.

Either dodge or dodge, or not dodge or dodge, in short, not a single soldier escaped. The soldiers who were struck by lightning reacted in a big or small way, but no one died, and those soldiers who were foaming at the mouth were all pulled to the back in time, and the other soldiers were added to their original positions.

No one died, and naturally, there was nothing left of the awe of this thunder and lightning.

At the same time, along with the thunder and lightning falling, there were scattered arrows. These arrows, except for a few unlucky soldiers who were injured by arrows, more of these arrows fell into the air.

Those who shoot bows and arrows are obscured by the shield wall, unable to determine the location of the soldiers, and can only shoot from memory. In addition, there is no unified command, and the timing of each player's archery is different, and there is no large-scale arrow rain, and the damage is naturally smaller.

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins." The Archaeus players who built the earthen wall remembered the old saying that circulated in the Empire, and knew that the role they could play in this kind of frontal battlefield was too small, and they had to rely on a frontal battle to the death to win.

They also thought about retreating, but they all rushed here, and it was too late to run, so it was better to fight to the death.

Taking a few steps forward, reaching out and touching the top of the earthen wall, the Fangshi players said softly, "Scatter." ”

The towering earthen walls have disappeared one after another, turning into dirt on the ground again.

"Kill!" The players who were hiding behind the earthen wall came out again and rushed towards the shield wall gun.

(End of chapter)