This is already the last game.

There are only 20 legions left, including the Farewell Legion, which has only 5 people, and the total is only 19,000 and 5 people.

That is to say, the nearly 400,000 players of the entire human race, except for the more than 19,000 people, are all eligible to bet.

Thereupon.

These ten duels, no matter which one, have poured a lot of money into them, and as long as they win, they can get a lot of gold coins.

Of course, the most is the Farewell Legion vs. the Night Legion's match.

40.6 billion!

This is the gold coin bet on the Farewell Legion, even if it is 400,000 gold coins per person, after calculation, there are more than 100,000 players who choose to believe in Huangquan.

But.

There are not a few who support the Night Legion.

18.9 billion!

This is a bet on the Night Legion, and there are nearly 50,000 players.

In other words, nearly half of the players set their sights on this game.

Who can win the game?

Who can reap this vast wealth?

The battle on the field has not yet begun, but the verbal battle on the periphery has entered the climax.

"Huangquan will win, torture the dark night!"

"Abuse your sister, Min is invincible, shoot Huang Quan!"

"Shoot your old wood, and go to the magma river to take a bath!"

"Get out, lose to death you bastard, the Night Legion will win!"

"If you can win in the dark night, I'll take off my head and give it to you as a night pot!"

"Damn, just your ugly face, I'm afraid of nightmares when I was in the night!"

"Die!"

"Nima!"

“……”

The foul language of the players rang in his ears, and Huang Quan was teleported into the arena with a black line.

The battle is on!

The crowd that was arguing instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, waiting for the outbreak of the big war.

A stone bridge that crosses the lava river.

The two sides are facing each other across the river.

If you look at the number of people alone, Huangquan's side is undoubtedly too weak, only four people, compared with the large army of 1,000 people on the opposite side, it is pitiful.

"Huh? How are there only four of them? ”

"Who didn't come?"

"It's the Queen of the Bells, strange, where did she go?"

"Where else can I go, I must be afraid of death and dare not come in!"

"Get out, don't insult my goddess!"

"Brute, you're a teenage girl, you're YY!"

“……”

It's strange that the little bell is missing inexplicably.

But.

It's strange and fleeting.

Because, Huangquan moved.

It's obviously the party with fewer people.

It's obviously the disadvantaged side.

Huang Quan, as always, embarked on the road of charging, and Lu Rudian galloped on the stone bridge.

The audience has watched this scene for a long time I don't know how many times.

However, still, when they saw this scene, the audience was still enthusiastic.

"Although tens of millions of people have gone to me, Lao Tzu admires Huangquan's spirit!"

"That's, don't look at who it is, this is the world's number one master Huang Quan!"

"The spirit of the fart, relying on his own invincibility to dare to do this, if Lao Tzu can be invincible, he will rush forward!"

"It's just you, you're still invincible, and it's up to the sky if you can learn a legendary skill!"

No one doubts that the level of Huang Quan's invincible skill is definitely god-level, otherwise, it won't be so perverted.

However, what everyone doesn't know is that this invincible, although it is a god-level, is not the skill of Huang Quan, but the skill of the pet colorful koi.

What everyone doesn't know is that Huang Quan's invincible skill has been used up, at least today, it can't be used.

I only thought that Huangquan was a charge launched by relying on invincibility.

As everyone knows.

What Huang Quan is launching now is a suicidal charge.

It's suicide.

400 meters!

300 meters!

200 meters!

Seeing that Huangquan was getting closer and closer, Gao Ming was unmoved, and calmly gave instructions one after another.

"Spread out along the coast, don't pile up!"

"Put on bows and arrows, and prepare for long-range fire!"

"180 meters, ready!"

"First echelon, shoot!"

Just when Huang Quan had just entered the 140-meter attack range, Gao Ming gave an order, and the overwhelming feather arrows shot towards Huang Quan.

This is a close second.

"Second echelon, shoot!"

"Third echelon, shoot!"

“……”

It was not a simple rush to gather fire, but it was divided into several echelons and divided into separate fires.

It seems to be a distraction from the attack.

But I didn't know that this was deliberately done by Gao Ming, in order to increase the intensity of the attack.

Bang bang bang......

The rainstorm-like feather arrows fell on Huang Quan's body.

There is no whirlwind.

It's about adding blood.

Scold!

A dark green number of tens of thousands of points jumped up from the top of Huang Quan's head.

"Huh? What about his whirlwind? ”

"Damn, this guy chose the recovery skill in order to save his life!"

"Nima, add more than 10,000 blood, it's terrifying!"

"By the way, we didn't hurt him at all, did we?"

"No, I didn't break the defense!"

One did not break the defense, and the other was super replied, which made those viewers who supported Huangquan extremely excited.

"Did you see it, did you see it, this is Huangquan, the invincible Huangquan!"

"Hahaha, you can't even break the defense, a bunch of vegetable coers!"

"Huangquan will win!"

"Torture to the Night!"

Is that really the case?

The seemingly powerful defense and the seemingly perverted reply are nothing at all in Gao Ming's eyes.

"Keep attacking!"

The feather arrows still kept falling, wave after wave.

The dark green treatment numbers still kept popping up, again and again.

The battle, which has just begun, has already reached a stalemate.

As Gao Ming expected, Huang Quan was nailed to the spot by the feather arrow.

Slow bow attack speed?

That was before!

A second-order sensitive, with thousands of points of agility, can increase the attack speed by 100%, and the attack speed of that arrow is no worse than that of the long sword, which is definitely faster than 1 second at a time.

Waves of feather arrows shot out, even if they did not cause effective damage to Huang Quan, but they were enough to freeze Huang Quan in place, unable to move.

Struggle!

Like a snail, Huang Quan struggled forward, but he couldn't rush up at all, and the 40-meter casting distance difference was like a moat, insurmountable.

He can't rush forward, but the enemy won't stop there.

Right in the next moment.

Whoosh ......

Feathered arrows burning with magical light in the sky fell towards the Yellow Spring.

"! Skill Focus! ”

"Nima! It's so ruthless! ”

"Not good! Yellow Springs is over! ”

That's how clever you are.

The skills of the sensitive ones can only be cast after accumulating the number of attacks, fast, six or seven times are enough, and more, even more than ten times.

And because of this.

Gao Ming divided his men into several echelons, and the players who needed to accumulate the most attacks were in the first sequence, and then, as the number of attacks decreased, they were sorted one by one.

Thereupon.

At the same time, all the sensitive ones have accumulated enough attacks, and all the sensitive ones have the basis to cast skills.

Skill Focus, Shoot!

Nearly a thousand feather arrows burning with magical light flew all over the sky, condensed into a death arrow in mid-air, and bombarded Huangquan.

The next moment.

Rumble!

“-288！”

“-305！”

“-246！”

……

A long dragon composed of nearly a thousand damage numbers rushed out from the top of Huang Quan's head and soared into the sky, each number is hundreds of points, nearly a thousand numbers, that is hundreds of thousands of points!

Poof!

In the smoke and dust, Huang Quan fell to the ground.

PS (National Day eight days by my wife on holiday to walk the bend.,The specific days are not clear for the time being.,I've uploaded all the eight days.,Two chapters a day.,That's all there is to save chapters.,No way.,If I can come back early.,I'll try to make up for 00~)