Boom!

The long sword was swung out, and the momentum sank vigorously, and it was like a mountain that did not move and retreated slightly. The Ascetic Sword Saint glanced around lightly, and the members of the Seventh Heaven clinged to him like ants, trying their best to produce output.

"Jumping clown!" The Ascetic Sword Saint's eyes seemed to move, his lips squirmed, and his voice was low and gloomy.

"Be careful!" Wu Qi's pupils shrank, and he only had time to give a short reminder. The long sword of the Sword Master of Ascetic Cultivation swung obliquely, and the purple-black sword qi splashed out like a wind blade, instantly sweeping the surrounding melee players.

Dense layers of damage suddenly floated up from the top of the player's head. Fortunately, Wu Qi reminded him in time, everyone's heartstrings were tight, and as soon as they saw the action of the penance sword saint, the most advanced shield warrior immediately stopped attacking and switched to a defensive posture, with the shield in front of them, resisting most of the damage.

Therefore, although the damage was terrifying, everyone maintained a state of residual blood and was not killed in seconds.

"Remnants stand back and wait for healing! The player in the back fills in the position! Wu Qi sighed lightly and hurriedly commanded.

The formation of melee players began to change in an orderly manner, these are elite players carefully selected among the more than 10,000 guild players, who have experienced a lot of games, and their combat awareness is not bad, and they can quickly execute orders.

Immovable as a mountain to eliminate the shock of the sword momentum, he let out a low snort, strode forward, and the pale cyan giant shield slapped fiercely on the body of the penance cultivation sword saint, attracting hatred. He learned from his previous experience, his pace was more steady, his body was slightly arched, and his center of gravity was lowered to avoid the accident last time.

The Penance Sword Saint became a little irritable, his purple-black aura was slightly thick, and the eyes exposed by his visor also darkened a little. Even though the unmoving hatred firmly occupied the top spot, the Penance Sword Master still attacked the rest of the players who were surrounding him from time to time.

Some shield-armored warriors are quick to move into a defensive stance, and after being knocked away by a sword, they can leave a trace of blood on the ground. And the unlucky player, who did not react so quickly, was already a corpse in the air after being knocked away.

Wu Qi is also helpless about this, dealing with a demonized boss boss, it is impossible to think of no casualties, Wu Qi can only reduce the mortality rate as much as possible.

"Speed up the output!" Wu Qi looked down at the penance cultivation sword saint's HP, which had dropped to about 70%, and he commanded, "Apply the armor-piercing skill to the boss, what about the thieves?" Bleed the boss! ”

The thief has been wandering around the penance sword master, rushing forward from time to time to deal a full set of damage, leaving with one touch, waiting for the next round of skill CD to improve. Under the command of Wu Qi, they moved forward one after another, and the bleeding skill poured on the penance sword saint, although each bloodshed was only a mandatory point, but it was better than nothing, and stopped the penance sword saint's blood volume recovery.

The mages and archers increased their output as much as possible, and one by one the high-damage skills were chanted and poured on the penance sword saint. The priests were also not idle, and the remnants of the warriors in the front row were waiting for their healing, and the pale green healing beams flickered non-stop, enveloping the remnants of the melee warriors one by one.

Time passed little by little, and after about ten minutes, the blood volume of the Penance Sword Saint finally dropped to 50%.

At the same time, the impatience of the penance of the Sword Master accumulated to its peak. He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the purple-black mist grew thicker, wrapping around his inky armor and scarlet cloak. On the armor, on the cloak, one after another complicated and complicated, hidden esoteric magical power runes lit up one after another, the armor became darker and darker, the cloak became more and more scarlet, dark and bloody.

"A true swordsman will never fall!" The ascetic sword saint who had been silent roared hoarsely, and his long sword was suddenly dyed with a layer of blood red, entangled with purple and black, which made the long sword huge, like a strange heavy sword, weird and sharp.

Demon Slash!

The Penance Sword Saint strode forward, and the long sword, no, the heavy sword slashed a trail and landed heavily on the giant shield that stood on the ground like a mountain.

Like a knife cutting tofu, the defensive skills that lingered on the Northland warrior's body were destroyed in an instant, and the immobility under the giant shield was like a mountain trembling, and the unrivaled strength made it difficult for him to support it anymore, and his body retreated step by step, stepping out deep footprints.

-1012！

The high damage never moved like a mountain floating on top of the mountain, and the Northland warrior's HP was instantly emptied by half.

"Haha! Violence is both elegant! The Penance Sword Saint laughed wildly, and with a successful blow, he strode forward and continued to pursue, wanting to take advantage of the victory.

Collision! Shield Strike!

In the oblique stab, a burly figure instantly appeared in front of the Penance Sword Saint. Falling Shadow Cheng Yan held a shield in one hand and brandished a one-handed sword in the other, "breaking armor", "slashing", "chopping", and one skill after another poured out.

Originally in the second sequence of the Penance Sword Saint Hatred List, the hatred value continued to rise, and soon surpassed the immovable mountain and firmly ranked first.

The figure of the penance cultivator sword saint paused, he looked at the falling shadow, and then looked at the immovable mountain not far away, as if he was a little hesitant.

Taunt!

The hatred of the Shadow Shadow finally stabilized, and the Sword Cultivator no longer hesitated, he was furious, and swung his heavy sword, pouring out his anger on the shield battle that blocked his path.

Shadow Fall's resistance is inferior to that of immobility, and it is a little reluctant to carry this penance sword saint, even with the priest's continuous treatment, Shadow Fall's blood volume is still decreasing.

Schrödinger's tiger knew in his heart that the shadow was dying, and he also bullied forward, burying his head in the output. His hatred continued to rise, surpassing the immovable mountain and falling closely behind the Shadow Fall.

The amount of Falling Shadow Death's blood dropped to half, and he tacitly stopped attracting hatred, and at the same time, "Shield Attack", "Armor Breaking", "Taunt", and several skills shot, and soon the hatred value surpassed Shadow Death, occupying the first place.

The Pencetic Sword Master then shifted his target and began to attack Schrödinger's tiger.

Immovable like a mountain of blood was injured by milk, and his skills turned good and he also walked up. The old trick was repeated, and soon, the immovable mountain snatched back the top of the hatred list from Schrödinger's tiger and took over the hatred of the penance sword saint again.

The hatred took a turn, and the penance sword saint finally began to face the immovable mountain again.

It's just that the damage of the penance cultivator after the "rage" is higher, and the release of several skills in a row is more frequent, and everyone's pressure is even greater.

From time to time, the Northland warriors were repelled by sudden skills, and the two quickly filled their positions and rotated in turn.

One by one, the careless shield battles around him were knocked away, turned into white light and returned to the cemetery, and the blood volume of the penance sword saint also began to decline steadily.