Mo Qianying was no longer able to resist, and Yang Ruxiao was also unable to parry under the attack of the four sword masters, and was succeeded by the Chixiao sword master one after another. It's also a shame that her blood bar is too thick with the blessing of the magic sword, and it won't be too dangerous for a while, but it's only a matter of time before it goes on like this.

Among the four Seven Sword Sword Masters, Nangong Yu's attack was the most violent, and Yang Ruxiao had to use the energy to deal with him. Compared to the other three, after Nangong Yu switched to the sword drawing stance, the sword qi attack that was originally released was compressed by him to the blade, and each attack was accompanied by a blowing effect, even if Yang Ruxiao barely parried, he would accumulate hard stunks as usual.

This kind of penetrating attack is simply an anti-heaven level existence in the game, and it is no wonder that Nangong Yu did not join the siege of the demon sword host in the previous life, and specially designed such a cheating plot for him. It's just that the game designers didn't want to make the difficulty of this large-scale story too low, otherwise these players really don't feel it.

However, for the current Mo Qianying, he still longed for Nangong Yu to explode on the spot immediately, because he also saw that Yang Ruxiao's situation was getting worse and worse. Yang Ruxiao is very likely to be Lin Yan, Mo Qianying can't let her die here no matter what, thinking that in reality, Lin Yan's consciousness is still in a crippled state, and Yang Ruxiao must not be allowed to have an accident.

It's just that for the current Mo Qianying, he can only think about it, after all, he is in a state of serious injury, and it is a little difficult to even protect himself, let alone help Yang Ruxiao get out of danger.

The group of players who caught up with Mo Qianying quickly threw skills at him, although Mo Qianying couldn't move due to serious injuries, but the godkiller suit on his body still provided strong defense, relying on Mo Qianying's constant pouring of recovery potions, he barely resisted the siege of several people.

The players around him were also anxious, but they were helpless. The people brought by the four seas this time are all defense-oriented professions, and the attack power is not much stronger than the wild monsters of the same level, plus there are few attack skills, and most of the time they still use ordinary attacks to grind little by little.

In the distance, the dragon finally found his soul back, and when he saw a group of people surrounding Mo Qianying's anxious circle, he immediately rushed over in anger, and after pushing those players away, he stabbed Mo Qianying with his sword twice.

The attack of the dragon soaring four seas was very effective, and Mo Qianying's blood groove, which had been gradually rising, was cut off in an instant, and it was about to drop to a critical point. However, at this time, Long Teng Sihai suddenly stopped, and beckoned the other players to stand aside, and then leisurely turned to Mo Qianying's body.

Long Teng Sihai raised his foot and stepped on Mo Qianying's face, and then leaned over and showed a smug smile: "Now I want to hang you up like killing an ant." But I'm not going to do that, because killing you is nothing more than sending you back to life, but it will make you run away happily, so I'm going to hang your life and keep you in a state of serious injury, and play with you slowly. ”

Mo Qianying glanced at him, but he didn't say anything, just the naked contempt in his eyes, which made Long Teng Sihai ignite an inexplicable anger, as if he was being trampled under his feet at this moment.

"Yes! Have a backbone! A sinister smile appeared on Long Teng Sihai's face, and the sole of his shoe twisted a few times on Mo Qianying's face. Then he casually pulled out his long sword and stabbed it in the back of Mo Qianying's neck, which was one of the fatal parts, the highest point of pain triggering, even if the pain simulation was reduced to 10%, it could still give people a pinprick tingling sensation.

Mo Qianying's eyes trembled for a moment, but he didn't react, and even the expression on his face didn't change, as if the dragon had done nothing.

Long Teng Sihai glanced at his long sword with some confusion, and poked Mo Qianying's neck several times, but Mo Qianying still didn't react.

Mo Qianying's gaze became very cold, and the picture of being tortured in his previous life suddenly flashed in his mind, and a resentment that had been hidden for a long time in his heart was slowly rising with the actions of the dragon.

Not seeing Mo Qianying's expression of struggle and pain as expected, the nature of the dragon was cut in half, but he still did not dispel the idea of torturing Mo Qianying, that is, hanging his blood value to prevent him from dying, but also not giving him a chance to recover.

But this state was the biggest torture for Mo Qianying, because the position where he fell was just opposite Yang Ruxiao, and he could only watch Yang Ruxiao being gradually suppressed, and the situation became more and more critical.

Gradually, Long Teng Sihai also noticed that Mo Qianying was very nervous about Yang Ruxiao, so he began to deliberately turn the target to that side, and from time to time let his players go over to create some chaos.

Mo Qianying's emotions had reached the critical point of outburst, his gaze swept over the people around him, and finally stopped at Mu Linxian who was hiding behind. She had been staring at Mo Qianying, and at this time, the two looked at each other, Mu Linxian was stabbed by Mo Qianying's cold gaze, and involuntarily shrank back, avoiding his gaze.

"The last ten percent, I don't know what kind of reward I will get for killing the Demon Sword host? I'm really looking forward to it! Long Teng Sihai glanced at Mo Qianying, and poked him a few more times to control the blood value.

Mo Qianying looked at Yang Ruxiao, who was struggling to support under the siege of the four, and slowly closed her eyes, with an expression of utter destruction. Long Teng Sihai showed a smug smile, in his opinion, Mo Qianying was completely dead, and then it was his turn to entertain this guy well, and then move on to the next step, turning the spearhead to the Kowloon Society.

Long Teng Sihai was still looking forward to the future, and he didn't notice that there was a faint shadow on the ground at his feet, and this shadow was slowly growing larger and spreading around.

The next moment, the players present suddenly heard a strange sound, which seemed to be the screaming sound of some kind of monster, but this sound was very long, as if something was quickly cutting through the air, causing a loud roar.

A dark shadow hung over Long Teng Sihai's body, making him feel that he was suddenly in a gloomy situation. He froze for a moment, then looked up at the top of his head. The last second of the picture that appeared in his sight was a brilliant sword light that suddenly flashed in a black shadow.

If the flying sword falls like a torrential rain, Long Teng Sihai will be pierced into a hedgehog by dozens of flying swords on the spot. The falling swords didn't stop, centering on the corpses of the dragons, and they spread out in all directions with a clang, and no player could last more than two seconds everywhere they went.

Mo Qianying crouched on the ground, feeling those falling flying swords nailing around him, and then a person fell beside him, strolling towards the four sword masters who were besieging Yang Ruxiao.

Seeing this, Mo Qianying breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly: "I thought you wouldn't be able to save us in time!" ”

A sword box was placed on the ground, and the falling swords leaped violently, then flew forward with a torrential sound. Ming Tianque stood there with his hands in his hands, glanced at him slightly, and snorted lightly without answering.