Seeing the group of people in front of him rushing towards him like chicken blood, Mo Qianying casually threw a few hidden weapons, then turned around and ran towards the bottom of the sand dune. At the same time, he put on the Olga ring in his backpack, and a two-stage flash shook the group of people behind him a few meters away.

The group of players who caught up with them finally climbed to the top of the sand dune, but when they saw Mo Qianying running into the distance, they were so angry that they directly summoned their mounts to chase after them.

Mo Qianying saw that they were so unsportsmanlike, so she also summoned the sweaty BMW to turn over and ride. Although those players' mounts were not bad, they were still not enough to see compared to his, so what should have been a situation where there were more people bullying fewer people turned into Mo Qianying infinitely flying kites to tease them.

Facing the dilemma of this hidden weapon, Long Teng Sihai was also angry for a while, he had never tried to be so aggrieved after being in the game for so long, so he had to take extraordinary measures.

Looking at Mo Qianying, who was still making a fuss, Long Teng Sihai quietly took out a scroll from his arms and showed a very sinister smile. He knew very well that he couldn't use conventional means to deal with Mo Qianying, and he just had this kind of unconventional means in his hands, although there was no guarantee that he would be able to kill Mo Qianying with one blow, but it would definitely keep him from being so arrogant now.

Looking at Mo Qianying's back, Long Teng Sihai glanced at the players around him, motioned for them to hide behind, and then unfolded the scroll in his arms, and then threw it towards the top of Mo Qianying.

The scroll was like a living thing, and it rushed directly after Mo Qianying, hanging above his head and spinning and unfolding. What appeared above Mo Qianying's head was a huge light blue ** magic circle, which was different from the serene mana flow of the teleportation circle, this magic circle was obviously gathering some kind of destructive power, just as it was suppressing it towards Mo Qianying.

Mo Qianying noticed the movement above her head, and when she looked up, she was startled. He knew that Long Teng Sihai must have some hole cards in his hand, but he didn't expect this guy to get a high-level magic skill scroll. He was familiar with this scroll, as he had been killed by this high-level magic pit more than once.

The Ice Storm Sword, a high-level magic spell from Europe, not only comes with an area attack, but also forms a certain range of ice mist effects after shattering, but all targets within the range of ice mist will be superimposed on the frozen state. Once the frozen state is stacked to the maximum, it will deprive the target of their ability to act, making them a being to be slaughtered.

The ice magicians in the European region are very fond of using this high-level magic to form a powerful firepower network, which can block a large area and build a defensive barrier for their own side. On the other hand, this kind of skill with residual effect is a nightmare for the Swift melee class, and once it is touched, there is no possibility of escape.

Mo Qianying had been planted in the hands of this skill several times, so he spent some time studying how to deal with this skill for a while, but since this high-level magic skill is a hands-off attack, once it is built, even the attacker will not be able to stop it, but will let himself fall into the trap of the other party.

However, although there is no way to deal with it, Mo Qianying has long been familiar with its attack mechanism, although it cannot deal with those magic circles full of various traps and overlapping spells, but it is very proficient in how to dodge a single skill.

Perhaps because of this, Mo Qianying's reaction was almost instinctive. First, he canceled his mount, and then rolled on the spot and moved sideways, and at this time, the magic array in mid-air had already begun to drop the ice sword and chased after him. These ice swords of different sizes and shapes seemed to be able to only chase after where he had been in the last second, so it was too difficult for Mo Qianying to dodge a lot at first.

As the magic circle was fully operational, the Ice Storm Sword falling from the air gradually increased, and Mo Qianying also had some difficulty dodging, and even the second stage of the Olga Ring was used to barely avoid the pursuit of the Ice Sword. But Mo Qianying couldn't relax, and he also had to be careful not to fall into the range shrouded in ice fog when dodging, otherwise he would slow down once he was dragged.

Long Teng Sihai, who was watching all this from the outside, was in an extremely comfortable mood, he didn't dare to easily approach the range of effect of the Xuanbing Storm Sword, after all, he didn't know what the effect of this skill was, but seeing Mo Qianying rolling around in it, he felt that this scroll was very cost-effective.

Taking advantage of the gap when Mo Qianying was tired of dealing with the Ice Storm Sword, Long Teng Sihai motioned to his subordinates to take him as the master, gradually compressing his activity space, trying to use the attack to reduce his range of effect like ice mist. However, Mo Qianying behaved extremely slippery, rolling around without being fooled, and even used the Flying Shadow Claw to drag a player into the ice mist, killing him on the spot.

This made the other players timid, and they only dared to throw a few ranged skills with limited attack power on the periphery, but instead gave Mo Qianying a chance to breathe.

Seeing that the duration of the Xuanbing Storm Sword was about to end, Long Teng Sihai couldn't wait any longer, he poured a bottle of abnormal immunity potion, and rushed directly into it to confront Mo Qianying head-on.

Mo Qianying had noticed him a long time ago, but he had been on guard against others making trouble, so he didn't put too much energy on Long Teng Sihai, and at this time he took the initiative to rush in, which saved him the trouble of rushing out.

As soon as the dragon entered the battle, Mo Qianying immediately came to him with a second-stage flash, raised his hand and threw out the flying shadow claws and grabbed him. Long Teng Sihai sneered, raised his sword and flew the Flying Shadow Claw, turned over and counterattacked Mo Qianying with a sword. However, before his sword could stab Mo Qianying's body, he was hit by the Seven Star Dragon Piercing Nail in his hand, and he immediately fell back a few steps backwards.

As soon as Long Teng Sihai engaged Mo Qianying, he was hit with a flaw, and he was immediately caught by Mo Qianying who caught up and hit a combo, and the whole person was dizzy, and he couldn't find where Mo Qianying was for a while.

The players who were watching outside saw their boss being teased like this by the other party, and they all glanced at each other and made up their minds to rush inside. With them joining, the space where Mo Qianying dodged was instantly compressed by half, and his body was hit by several ice swords at once, and the exploding ice mist continued to stack, slowing down his speed.

Mo Qianying secretly gritted his teeth, threw the dragon out of the four seas with his brush, and directly rushed behind a player at the edge of the shadow kill, and after using him to make a long-distance displacement, he threw out five peacock feathers. These five Peacock Feathers were infused with a slowing potion by Mo Qianying, and the slowing effect attached to the ice mist was even higher on the spot.

At this moment, the duration of the Ice Storm Sword had just ended, and several layers of ice were superimposed on Mo Qianying's body, and his movement speed and attack speed were reduced by nearly fifty percent, although he would not be caught up by the dragons, but according to the current situation, it would be sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianying's gaze turned to the side, leaving aside the pursuers behind him, and looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.