After Shen Qiliang killed the American player leader, the situation was evenly matched at the beginning in an instant, and it became a nine-on-eight advantageous situation.

Shen Qiliang broke through with a spear, and under his cooperative attack, soon the multinational player coalition was defeated like a mountain, and the situation changed from nine to eight, to nine against seven, nine against six, after eight against six, the Chinese players did not die a single person, and finally annihilated the multinational player coalition army, and finally left the honor of the city in the sky in China.

The remaining eight people, including Shen Qiliang and Tan Wu of the Glorious Guild and the female player surnamed Yang Sujing who used a pair of Emei stabs, Yu Wencheng and Huang Yingjie of the Peak Mercenary Guild, Yu Guodong and Li Yingai of the Warring States Period Guild, and finally Chen Nan of the Snowy Angel Guild, exactly eight people. plus Han Feng and Pan Yang, who temporarily lost their combat effectiveness over there. After a series of fierce battles and fifteen hours of fierce fighting, everyone was sleepy. In the end, ten players in China, representing six guild forces, finally stood at the foot of Sky City, waiting for the final battle.

However, none of them, who had just experienced the battle, said anything about the final battle.

Starting from the Asian Teleportation Cave, although everyone has not been in contact for too long, after all, they are also elite players, and after all, they have a sense of heroism and heroism, and in the face of the next possible fight, no one has spoken.

All of a sudden, the world seemed much more peaceful and peaceful.

The eight of them, covered in blood, stood in place, looking at each other, from being cautious and vigilant at first, to gradually smiling, and laughing one after another.

"Hahahaha! The city in the sky is our China! ”

"We won! No matter where it is, in the end! It! The city in the sky will always belong to China! ”

"Ahh It's been a tiring day! Take a good rest! ”

I don't know who said this, and everyone burst out laughing, and they all lay on the ground, and just lay on their backs, resting unguardedly, recuperating their tired bodies that had been highly tense for fifteen hours.

"Hey, old Yu! Did you just hit hard? ”

Shen Qiliang was lying on the ground, his head resting on the grass, his eyes looking directly at the blue sky, and asked with a smile.

"Cool! How upset! Kill the sticks! It's so cool! It was cool just now! I thought the map in front of me was already very cool! I didn't expect the coolest thing to be put at the end! Ha ha! Yu Guodong pillowed on Li Yingai's lap and laughed.

"Thanks to Han Feng! If it weren't for his heroic performance at the entrance of the cave at the beginning, I guess we might have gone offline in the cave, right?! "The only player among the eight who didn't lie down was Chen Nan. I saw her sitting alone on a bluestone, leaning against a big tree next to her. The clothes all over his body were stained with a little bit of blood, and he looked unusual.

After speaking, Chen Nan turned his head to look at Han Feng, who was still recuperating with his eyes closed not far away. I saw that half of Han Feng's body was almost stained with his own blood, and on his left shoulder, a hole visible to the naked eye lit up shockingly. However, by this time, the bleeding from the wound had stopped, and it was only a matter of time before it recovered. Han Feng sat cross-legged, his whole breathing was surprisingly steady, as if nothing outside in this world could disturb his recuperation.

The only difference was that Han Feng's face was pale, obviously caused by excessive blood loss.

Hearing Chen Nan mention Han Feng, everyone struggled to sit up, and they all turned their eyes to Han Feng who was sitting on the side, with complicated eyes.

After resting for a while, it was only at this time that everyone looked up to Han Feng's existence.

Oh, yes! At the beginning, the one who fought nearly twenty Korean players alone but did not fall behind was Han Feng in front of him; At the beginning, the power of one person, with one blow, directly split the New Zealand player who everyone had always been unable to take him, and it was also Han Feng; The person who has been seriously injured one after another, but always has a stunning and glamorous performance, is still Han Feng.

Hearing everyone discussing himself, Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, he knew in his heart that when the foreign player coalition was wiped out, it was basically the time when he was about to go offline. They won't let a self that is almost against the sky go with them to fight for the city in the sky. Combining the forces of the people to kill themselves first, and then finally spell out the final guild winner, this is the most reasonable way to play.

Han Feng thought all this very clearly.

Five minutes!

It only takes five minutes!

Han Feng felt that now he only needed five more minutes, and the true qi in his body could ensure that the wound was warm and his injury was controlled. In this way, although it will be a little inconvenient for one's own movement, it will not break the wound due to violent movements. Han Feng knew in his heart that if there was even the slightest crack now, his wound would spurt blood again. Han Feng, who had already lost a lot of blood, couldn't stand it at all and continued to spurt blood.

But it really didn't make Han Feng think that the elite coalition of the United States, New Zealand and Argentina on the opposite side was so fragile and vulnerable.

In Han Feng's impression, it was simply the strength of New Zealand Billy, who could at least fight hard with the players of the top ten guilds for more than half an hour, and in any case, it should not have lasted more than ten minutes before being hung up by Shen Qiliang and others.

While secretly scolding those people for being useless, Han Feng opened his eyes, looked at the people sitting up opposite, and smiled slightly, indicating that he had said hello.

If Han Feng was sitting on the opposite side, facing a terrifying opponent like Han Feng himself in front of him, Han Feng would inevitably shoot directly and kill the other party! Take advantage of his illness and kill him! Therefore, for any reaction of the people on the other side, Han Feng would not be the slightest bit unbelievable or strange.

In this era of the jungle, there is no timidity, only courage, in order to finally stand to the end and fight to the end!

When everyone saw Han Feng open his eyes, some people smiled slightly, indicating friendship, while others had a solemn face, looking at Han Feng with expressionless faces.

"Boss, take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

Huang Yingjie, who was sitting next to Yu Wencheng, squinted at Han Feng opposite, leaned over to Yu Wencheng's ear, and whispered.

Hearing the voice behind him, Yu Wencheng looked at Huang Yingjie sideways, his eyes were stunned, obviously thinking about the problem quickly.

Huang Yingjie's voice is neither loud nor small, just for everyone to hear clearly, but it does not give people the feeling of deliberately saying it loudly. It sounded as if they had heard the two of them whispering. Obviously, this tone was also deliberately done by Huang Yingjie.

Not only did Shen Qiliang and others hear it here, but Huang Yingjie's voice could still be heard by Han Feng.

Coming?

Looking at the ten guild members opposite, Han Feng knew that they had all heard Huang Yingjie's words, but none of them expressed their position, indicating that no matter how righteous the buddy was just now, no matter how friendly he was just now, no matter how righteous he was just now, when faced with the final honor, he still showed his selfish side after all.

However, Han Feng was not surprised, if it were him, he would stand on the same position as them.

This is the game, the cruel game, in the end, only those who have strength and ambition will stand at the top and overlook all beings.

Hearing Huang Yingjie's voice, Shen Qiliang and others set their eyes on Yu Wencheng, their eyes were complicated and unpredictable.

Yu Wencheng thought about it for a long time, knowing that this decision was not his own idea, and if he was not careful, he would get into trouble and become the target of public criticism. After all, it is a global live broadcast now, even if it is because the live broadcast time is too long, many players have already rested, but after all, there are still many players watching and waiting. He made a rash move like this and sent people to attack and kill Han Feng, if a few other people stood up again and attacked him with a posture of denouncing him, then he was really thankless.

Therefore, Yu Wencheng did not give Huang Yingjie a direct reply, and Huang Yingjie was able to speak in that tone just now, so he was naturally not a simple-minded person. Seeing that Yu Wencheng did not reply to himself, but instead set his eyes on several other guild presidents, he naturally understood what Yu Wencheng meant.

Huang Yingjie didn't say much, understanding that this was a process. Reaching out and pinching the handle of the long knife beside him, he was at least seventy percent sure in his heart that they would agree with his idea. Thinking that he could kill that super master with his own hands, Huang Yingjie felt faintly excited in his heart. It doesn't matter if he's seriously injured or not, no matter what state he's in, as long as he dies at his own hands, a super player, that's enough!

Yu Wencheng first cast his eyes on Shen Qiliang's body. This old opponent of his own, now counts the Glorious Guild, they have the largest number and the strongest strength, so naturally they have to ask Shen Qiliang first. Even if the people from the other guilds don't agree, as long as Shen Qiliang's Glorious Guild agrees, then the people from his own side plus the Glorious Guild already account for five people, and they are already half of the remaining people, which is enough for half.

Seeing Yu Wencheng looking at him, Shen Qiliang knew what he wanted to ask. However, the veteran Shen Qiliang did not reply to Yu Wencheng directly, but turned his head to look at Tan Wu behind him.

Seeing his boss looking at him, Tan Wu closed his eyes, his hands were forked, and his two thumbs began to spin rapidly.

Pan Yang, whose injuries had improved somewhat, put the spear on the ground and struggled to sit up, forming a triangle position with Han Feng and Shen Qiliang and his group of eight people.

"Hey, Han Feng, they're going to deal with you!"

Looking at Han Feng, who was still sitting there and was a little indifferent, Pan Yang turned his head and said.

"I know!"

Han Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"You're ...... Nothing to say...... Uh, a statement? ”

Pan Yang carefully organized the sentence and asked Han Feng.

Looking at Pan Yang opposite, Han Feng looked sideways at Shen Qiliang and the others next to him, and said with a smile. "The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, I say it? …… Does it make sense? ”

(To be continued)