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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Wang Yue raised his eyes and hurriedly looked at the game time in the middle of the screen, 12 minutes of time, there are about 5 minutes left, damn it, Wang Yue broke the net of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that the net dragged the saber for seven minutes.

The saber wasted most of the time, not to mention, the record is still so far behind the peerless myth, although the 5 minutes time is urgent, but it is enough for the saber to tie the record and surpass, the record is not terrible, the terrible thing is that the peerless myth has not played a trump card.

The first skill of the three stunts, that is the pinnacle trump card mastered by the peerless myth, taste the meaning of the words of the half-fingered god, he seems to be going to use the pinnacle of the three stunts.

The second skill of the saber to break the three stunts wasted seven minutes, the first skill is only strong and not weak, and it is impossible to crack it in five minutes, not to mention that the saber is still so many heads behind the peerless myth, under the double pressure, Wang Yue's heart beat suddenly accelerated.

The second game of the battle is a battle that Wang Yue will never give up, Wang Yue used all the saber hole cards in the second game, Xiucai four people because of the assistance Wang Yue to crack the net of heaven and earth to do their best, if the third game is played, the unreserved saber will be defeated.

"You should be very curious about the first of the three stunts, then let me tell you its name, it is called Sweeping Thousand Armies!" The last four words, half fingered at the gods, for fear that Wang Yue would not listen to what he said, he spoke in a calm tone, like a calm lake without a trace of waves.

When he said the words sweeping thousands of troops, his gentle tone suddenly rose, and the calm lake turned up monstrous waves, this is his most confident, this is his proudest place, this is the godhead, the natal godhead of the peerless myth!

The thing that Wang Yue didn't expect the most finally happened, the net was just a foreshadowing, in order to consume time, and then perform the first of the three stunts when there was little time left, the time was urgent, Wang Yue did not have enough time to study and crack, and the saber was naturally defeated.

Wang Yue thought that the half-fingered god would buffer and give the saber some time to rest, or because of arrogance, he would disdain to use the peak skill on the saber, and then the saber could take the opportunity to win.

The truth of the facts is very cruel, the half-fingered god seems arrogant on the surface, but in fact, he never takes things seriously, every step of the game is in his calculations, and the previous foreshadowing is the best proof of this.

The half-fingered god did not give the saber the slightest respite, and after using the second skill Tianluo Net, he immediately performed the first skill to sweep away the thousands of troops, obviously wanting to take advantage of the situation to pursue and not leave the slightest way for the saber to live.

Wang Yue's brows furrowed fiercely, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, I don't know what kind of terrifying technique the so-called first technique is, just the name of sweeping the thousand armies made Wang Yue feel uneasy.

Wang Yue doesn't know anything about sweeping thousands of armies for the time being, but the first skill of sweeping thousands of armies will be a devastating disaster for the saber, the saber is successful, the ascension turns into a dragon, or the catastrophe fails, the myth of the fiasco, the answer is about to be revealed.

Yang Ke took the tunnel to sneak attack, Xiucai took the diagonal mouth to charge, Yang Ke took the right side of the path to charge, Yi Lan sniped on the container, Wang Yue stood at the opposite corner to snipe, covering Xiucai's charge, and sniping the enemy at the same time.

The saber formation is arranged, just waiting for the peerless myth to unfold the attack and defense of the first skill, waiting, waiting in my heart.

Da-da-da-da! The footsteps are like iron riding on the ground, sonorous and powerful, coming, the peerless myth is coming, and the monstrous murderous aura is blowing in the face, spreading to the entire transport ship.

M4a1-S!

The image that greeted Wang Yue's pupils was the M4A1-S with five handles, and the five half-fingered gods were holding M4A1-S, and they were like tigers and wolves in their steps, rushing to kill!

From the M4A1-S, the golden shell fell off from the chamber and fell to the ground, bounced off the ground, making a crisp sound, and after a few bounces, it slowly lay on the ground, stationary.

Ilan was killed.

Xiucai was killed.

Xuan Xuan was killed.

Yanko was killed.

Wang Yue was killed.

The peerless myth charged with one blow, the saber was wiped out, the five handles M4A1-S, the body of the five tigers and wolves, no wonder the first of the three stunts was called sweeping thousands of armies, and everywhere it went, it was really uprooted, leaving no grass.

Wang Yue rushed again, and died again.

Xiucai rushed again, and then died.

The number of deaths of the three Xuanxuan people is even more countless.

It's not a horizontal battle at all.

The helm of victory is held tightly in the hands of peerless myths, the saber is kicked into the deep sea, and the current move is to flutter a few times on the surface of the sea, dying and struggling, and eventually due to the exhaustion of strength, buried in the deep sea forever.

"Tsk, sweeping thousands of armies is still invincible, and the saber defeat is decided!"

"This posture of the wind sweeping the leaves is simply refreshing, peerless mythology, cool!"

"Look at the saber!"

A layer of fine sweat covered Wang Yue's forehead, his face was cold and stiff, his teeth were clenched, and he used the five-handled m4a1-s to form a sweeping formation of thousands of troops, then he Wang Yue moved out of the old enemy of the M4 family and fought with him.

There are two large families in the CrossFire Realm, one of which is the M4 family.

Who is the rival of the M4 family?!

Ak Family!

Wang Yue changed to AK47-A, Xiucai changed to AK47-A, Xuan Xuan changed to AK47-A, Yang Ke changed to AK47-A, and Yilan changed to AK47-A.

It's a battle of fate, it's a battle of rivals, the M4 family vs. the AK family.

The audience stood up, banging, and their hearts beat faster, as if they were about to jump out of their throats, and watched the upcoming battle of old enemies without blinking!

Wang Yue's face was lonely and cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, let's see if your M4 is invincible, or if my AK is superior!" ”

The half-fingered god did not back down, slapped the table with his palm, hissed and roared, and said: "It is said that the Crossfire Realm AK is the king, bullshit, big bullshit, in the eyes of my half-fingered god, the king is only my M4 family, see my M4 family tear your AK family!" ”

Bullets shoot and slice through the void.

Bounce back and forth, wanting to pierce the sky.

The guns rang out like thunder, and the sound broke through.

The battle of kings, the battle of old enemies.

Mk!

AK!

War!

Xuan Xuan fell to the ground, Yi Lan fell to the ground, Yang Ke fell to the ground, Xiucai fell to the ground, and with the last person of the saber, Wang Yue, fell to the bottom, and as time cleared, the battle between M4 and AK King came to an end.

The M4 family wins, the AK family loses.

The peerless myth wins, and the saber loses.

At the end of the second game, the total record statistics, the peerless myth is far ahead of the saber, the peerless myth, win!

The audience was silent, as silent as death, everyone's face was full of consternation, and the video in everyone's mind was the invincible sweep of thousands of troops, the momentum was like thousands of troops, the posture was like a big wave sweeping sand, and the momentum was like thunder for nine days.

The realm of the gods, the net of heaven and earth, although these two skills are one of the three stunts, but compared with the sweeping army as the first skill, it is simply 108,000 miles away, and the peerless myth of "sweeping thousands of armies" is a high god, unrivaled, invincible.

Look at the saber AK formation, the attack is chaotic, the formation can not be attacked, there is no appearance, but there is no meaning, the saber AK formation is fighting the peerless myth M4 formation, just like the remnant star than the moon, self-inflicted.

"Again." Wang Yue's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were sometimes wrinkled, sometimes loose, his chest rose and fell violently, and Wang Yue's mood was extremely unstable after the defeat, which was undoubtedly worse for the saber who fell into a trough.

"I really admire that you still have the courage to fight again." The half-fingered god shook his head slowly, as if he thought that Wang Yue's move of having the courage to fight again was a stupid act, and said, "Okay, let you die!" ”

In the third game, the draw box is shaking.

out of the results.

Tournament Mode: "Team Race!" ”

Race Map: "Transport!" ”

Tournament setup: "12 minutes!" ”

Match Assignment: "Saber is the lurker, peerless myth is the defender!" ”

Special request: "No grenades!" ”

Victory requirements: "12 minutes of kills are over, and the one with the most kills wins." ”

The pattern of the third game is exactly the same as the second game, which means that the third game is a waste of time, and the result of the third game will be exactly the same as the result of the second game, which even Wang Yue recognizes in his heart.

In the face of the peerless myth sweeping thousands of troops, or on the map of the transport ship, Wang Yue did not have a trace of hope of winning in his heart, this is not without confidence, this is the cruel truth.

"Exactly the same game mode, the winner is none other than a peerless myth, sweeping thousands of armies, bunkers!"

"The saber fight has been brilliant and dazzling so far, even if the saber fails, although the defeat is still glorious, however, the peerless myth is really strong and terrifying, even the saber can be broken!"

Kawaii family player seat.

Hua Hua blinked her big smart eyes, and said with a smile: "I'll just say, Wang Yue is not as good as half a finger to punish God, just now the victory and defeat were not scored, and now the result is in front of you, patriarch Mommy, you seem to support Wang Yue just now, your vision is wrong, remember to treat you when you look back." ”

The patriarch, who was so beautiful that he couldn't speak, suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that the person with the wrong vision is treating, you think about what to order in advance, don't save me money, I am willing to gamble and lose." ”

A few girls chattered and discussed, and after a while, they made a menu for a sumptuous meal and sent it to the patriarch in the form of a text message.

The half-fingered god put on the posture of a winner, judged the loser Wang Yue, and said: "Evaluate your AK formation, Yang Ke AK is average, not good or bad, the team is okay, Xuan Xuan AK technology is slightly worse, but I can barely make do with it." ”

"Yilan AK technology is so bad that it is completely delayed, and the only people who really have combat effectiveness in the formation are you and Xiucai, it's a pity that the two AK big hands can't be the opponents of my five M4 big hands."

Of course, Wang Yue knows this, and if he wants to fight with five m4 masters, the saber must have at least three AK masters, but Yang Ke and the three obviously can't reach the level of AK masters, so Wang Yue can't get together three AK masters.

The half-fingered god was arrogant, and his voice was mixed with a rich mockery, and said: "If you want to defeat my peerless myth, you want to break me and sweep away thousands of armies, unless you have a big AK in your saber." ”

Wang Yue's eyes were scarlet, and he said in a deep voice: "My saber can afford to win and lose, in this battle, my saber knows that it will be defeated, but if I have another AK big hand, you will be sure to break your sweeping army and defeat your peerless myth!" ”

Just as he was about to say that it's a pity that you didn't, a laugh came.

"Good brother, we have it!"

A breeze slowly blew through the entrance of the indoor stadium, and an emaciated young man walked slowly.