The ever-changing battlefield, the long whip that strikes at you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once Shangguan Xiangyi and Xu Xiaolin, who had already begun to avoid the strong arrow poison needle, began to avoid to the side, how could they keep up with the extremely fast long whip in Nangong Helu's hand without preparation?

In the anxious eyes of Shangguan Xiangyi and Xu Xiaolin, Mu Yuxi only had time to open the umbrella in his hand, and then he was swept up by the long whip that flew in.

Nangong Helu, who had already planned all this, saw that the target had been successful, how could he give Mu Yuxi any time to struggle?

The long whip had just touched in front of Mu Yuxi, who had unfolded the umbrella, and Nangong Helu, regardless of whether he succeeded or not, had already begun to prepare for the long whip's catch-up move. Therefore, as soon as the long whip tied up Mu Yuxi, who had unfolded the umbrella, Nangong Helu, who turned around and pulled back the next moment, pulled the caught Mu Yuxi fiercely in the direction where he was!

Yikes!

"Be careful, let go quickly!"

The impact of being pulled back violently from the long whip confirmed that Mu Yuxi did not escape, Nangong Helu just showed a smug smile and was about to shake off Mu Yuxi halfway when he began to wave the long whip in his hand to give Mu Yuxi a continuous volley that was thrown away. This time, it was replaced by the twilight clouds and snow on both sides, as well as Tang Qingyan's exclamations, and the name of the long whip that was thrown away, there was no sense of force to lift the heavy object, which made the evil smile on Nangong Helu's face, who was about to throw the long whip that trapped Mu Yuxi to the side, suddenly solidified.

In the slight friction sound of the sword and the scabbard, when the umbrella in Mu Yuxi's hand was slammed to the side by Nangong Helu. Under the cover of the umbrella that flew to the side, Mu Yuxi, who was swept along the long whip in mid-air, and kept spinning, when he landed on tiptoe with all his strength, Mu Yuxi, who had already been prepared, looked at Nangong Helu, who was caught off guard in front of him, and immediately turned around and raised the thin sword in his hand and slashed head-on fiercely.

It was the umbrella that was wrapped up instead of Mu Yuxi?!

One-hit wonder!

The slender long whip with a length of more than eight meters in Nangong Helu's hand has made Xu Xiaolin, who needs to cover his teammates, busy more than once during the game. Nangong Helu, who controlled his attack distance with the tacit cooperation of his teammates, took advantage of the length of his weapon to easily play with the enemy without getting close to his own enemy.

It is precisely because of this that Nangong Helu, who is obviously a melee weapon in his hand, was also recognized as a half-range profession by the dark blue starry sky in the live broadcast because Nangong Helu was good at long-range harassment.

But too long a weapon doesn't just bring an advantage in maximum attack range.

Once the enemy rushes in front of him, then the excessively long weapon in Nangong Helu's hand will even become a burden to himself at this time.

Just like now, when Nangong Helu planned to throw Mu Yuxi to the ground, but only dropped the umbrella unfolded in Mu Yuxi's hand, and the old power was not exhausted, and the new power was not born. Looking at Mu Yuxi, who suddenly appeared in front of him, Nangong Helu didn't even have time to block the whip handle in his hand in front of him.

Poof!

As soon as he made a move, he didn't stop, and the moment the semicircular sword light disappeared in a flash, Nangong Helu's snow-white shoulder long skirt was violently blasted, and the blood light that burst open on the chest of Nangong Helu's snow-white long skirt instantly stained Mu Yuxi's sight red.

Although the scene in front of him was poignant and abnormal, Mu Yuxi, who had succeeded in the sneak attack, was unforgiving, and crashed into Nangong Helu's arms here, and when the short-lived sword momentum was not exhausted, his body began to rotate again, and the full moon flower dance seemed to be messy, but the half-moon sword light that covered Nangong Helu's whole body kept shining on Nangong Helu's body.

呲呲呲......

Whether it was at the scene of the game or in the frightened eyes of the people watching the broadcast outside the stadium, Nangong Helu, who was originally quite handsome, could only be described as covered in blood at this moment under Mu Yuxi's fierce attack.

When Nangong Helu, who had lost the ability to resist, was knocked to the ground by Mu Yuxi's continuous sword skills, Xu Xiaolin, who had been suppressed and beaten, consumed a lot of blood, Nangong Helu was directly beaten into a state of serious injury with less than one-fifth of the qi and blood value under Mu Yuxi's dense and compact outburst, and was also hung up in a state of continuous blood loss.

was supposed to be handsome to put the sword into the umbrella to prepare for the next attack, but because the umbrella in his hand flew to the side, Mu Yuxi, who could only stand in place with the sword in his backhand, stood in place like this and looked ahead with an indifferent gaze.

Tang Qingyan, who was about to wait for Mu Yuxi to be smashed to the ground by Nangong Helu, and Tang Qingyan, who was about to gather fire on Mu Yuxi, and Twilight Cloud Drifting Snow, saw Mu Yuxi standing in place so generously, but for a while they even forgot how to make a move.

Looking at Mu Yuxi, who was facing away from her, she signaled to leave her alone, and after Shangguan Xiangyi and Xu Xiaolin glanced at each other, they immediately turned around and threw themselves into the great cause of besieging Ou Mansha's last precarious poor female player.

And Mu Yuxi, who is standing here, is like a boundary. In this way, facing Ou Mansha's three ranged classes alone, she faintly divided the melee battlefield behind her teammates who were harvesting heads.

Originally, Ou Mansha planned to directly gather fire to kill Mu Yuxi and then support the melee battlefield, but when Mu Yuxi directly abolished one of his own people, and then stood here generously like this, looking like he was being slaughtered by others, the three of Ou Mansha, who should have an absolute advantage on this small battlefield, couldn't help but show a wry smile now.

Now, even if Mu Yuxi is taken away directly, the seriously injured Nangong Helu will definitely not be able to support it for long, and it will be time to be sent out of the battlefield because of the slowdown in action and the continuous loss of blood. And during this time, the only melee battle that was struggling to support among the four members of Zhi Yaxuan's team should be taken by the remaining four members of Zhi Yaxuan's team anyway.

Then even if Mu Yuxi can be taken away by exchange, the absolute numerical disadvantage of two to four is already doomed to the defeat of Ou Mansha's team.

looked at each other and found that they had lost their fighting spirit, and the Ou Mansha team didn't even bother to clean up Mu Yuxi, who was sent to the door, and directly chose to admit defeat and withdraw from the battlefield.

Looking at the golden word victory that appeared in front of him and then began to teleport to the distorted surrounding scenery of the main plane, Mu Yuxi, who was originally prepared to be humiliated, also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Mu Yuxi is not a masochist, and it is not a joy to be inserted into a hedgehog and shot into an arrow stack.

"Mu Yuxi, I love you!"

Before Mu Yuxi turned around to look for his teammates who should have been teleported out together, he was tightly hugged by a hot body in his arms in the next second, and the soft touch from behind immediately made Mu Yuxi's face red.

"Sister Shangguan, when was the last time you confessed so generously, let me think about it."

Seeing that Mu Yuxi was held in Shangguan Xiangyi's arms and looked like she wanted to struggle but didn't dare to struggle, Murong Wanxuan laughed playfully.

"Envy, jealousy, hatred!" Looking at Wanxuan's smiling face, Shangguan Xiangyi hugged Mu Yuxi as if she was holding a trophy to declare victory. "You seem to have seen it!"

"Sister Mu, you are so powerful, can you teach me the swordsmanship you just had?"

Looking at Xu Xiaolin's equally excited and adoring eyes, Mu Yuxi, who was surrounded by his teammates, lowered his head with a flushed face.