The hazy yellow mist shrouded the surroundings again, surrounding the golden-clawed centipede, and the players who were slashing happily saw the fog rising, and suddenly scattered like a low tide.

I'm running and running, only my father and mother gave me two legs less, damn, I just got some baby, if I was hung up like this, then buddy I didn't lose to my grandmother's house.

The angry golden-clawed centipede writhed in the yellow mist like a rubber band, its sharp front jaws closed one by one, and with the swooping again and again, it picked up white lights, and the two huge dark golden claw scythes on its chest were constantly busy harvesting life.

I ran, I jumped, I suddenly realized that I was stupid, the specific gravity of this yellow mist was obviously heavier than the air, so it was always shrouded in the ground, and it did not float above the cave, don't we buddies have that superb flying dragon, not at this time, but when.

While running wildly, I took out the flying claws and threw them out, at the critical moment, we saw that the flying claw rope was long, only to see the flying cloud dragon hand pull out a pale cold light in the air, five sharp long claws bloomed in the air, obliquely inserted into the cave wall, deep into it.

Tightening the dragon tendons, my whole body immediately bounced up the stone wall like a spring, clinging to the cave wall like a gecko, and hung the tail hook around my waist, and I freed my hands. Swap into a longbow. Watching the crowd fighting below.

It's time for me to wave the best little fireball, since my life is guaranteed, then I'm still afraid of a bird, with a cold smile in my eyes, I silently recited a familiar spell in my heart, a small purple fireball jumped in the palm of my hand, seeing the forward trend of the golden-clawed centipede, I raised my hand, and the small fireball drew an elegant parabola in the air, and landed on the back of the golden-clawed centipede. In the blink of an eye, it was submerged into its hard armor, leaving only a small hole in the case. The power of the small fireball has not yet fully exploded, and this golden-clawed centipede can still be arrogant for a moment, I secretly muttered in my heart.

At the same time, I seem to have also made the poisonous mist of the golden-clawed centipede jammed, and it will no longer be sprayed, this time. Another great time for an absolute counteroffensive.

"The knight retreats and concentrates on defense, and the elementalist uses wind skills to blow away the poisonous gas!"

"The priest paid attention to the body of the warrior in front of him, and wrapped the golden claw centipede with green vines."

The Assassins retreated to the right and used their bows and arrows to distract the golden-clawed centipede.

The rest of the melee attack personnel all stepped back. Preserve the strength ......"

To be a good gang leader, you must not only be able to win people's hearts, but also be a good battle commander and decision-maker in the game. Issuing different orders according to different situations can not only minimize the casualties of one's men and horses at certain times, but also make it possible to turn the tide and lead the brothers through the difficulties when the situation is critical. Only such a leader can better buy hearts and minds and get more players to follow you. Because of such a good helper, the success rate is much higher than doing things alone. As for the kind of so-called gang leader who is established to recruit a junior brother, who specializes in showing off his military might, taking advantage of his own advantages, and carrying dangerous younger brothers, needless to say, he knows that he will not survive for a long time, and the survival of the fittest will be an eternal truth.

Obviously, the Sky Rushing Sword, the arrogant Lingyun and the blood-stained territory all belong to the former, and when they encounter danger, the three of them invariably stay at the forefront of the battle line, commanding all the brothers in their respective gangs, it is precisely because of this that so many players are desperately willing to follow them, and even I am infected by their spirit of unity and cooperation, not afraid of life and death. If it weren't for the fact that I don't like to be commanded or directed by others, and I'm used to being alone, maybe we'd have to get it to be a helper and get over this kind of high power addiction.

Under the orders of the three giants, the team, which had already shown signs of collapse, condensed into a tight fist again and smashed into the golden-clawed centipede.

Without the poisonous mist, the golden-clawed centipede's expression seemed to be a little tired, obviously not as flamboyant as just now, and its movements were gradually dulled a lot.

Seeing the blood-stained territory and commanding a group of assassins to throw flying claws one after another, seeing their signature move, I secretly wondered in my heart: this golden-clawed centipede is not a dragon flying in the sky, why are they doing this again.

Soon, I knew the purpose of the blood-stained territory, only to see countless sharp claws out of the sound of rattling, intertwined in the air a net, grabbing the blades on both sides of the body of the golden-clawed centipede, each time I grasped one, the iron chain would be tightly pulled by several people, invisibly, it was equivalent to reducing the attack power of the golden-clawed centipede, as long as there was no poisonous fog to dry up, I believe it would not be used

It will take a long time for this golden-clawed centipede to become a strong past storage zài in the tactics of ants swallowing elephants.

The bloodstained territory used the assassin's flying claws twice, and then said that he was an orc warrior, and there was no reason for him to know the advantages of the assassin so well, and it was estimated that there were still people helping him. I set my sights on the group of Assassins, and one of them must be in charge.

Sure enough, before I could take a closer look, I saw a figure flying up from among the assassins, using the power of the claw contraction, to leap onto the broad back of the golden-clawed centipede.

A slightly pale face, a resolute gaze in the black pupils, a shiny black head combed behind the head, two thin lips under the straight nose, a slightly pointed chin, the whole face makes people look quite comfortable, the right hand pulls the rope of the flying claw, and the left hand holds a narrow dagger with a cold blue light.

I'm sure this guy is the commander of this group of assassins, and the one who advises the territory. But why do I always feel that this person looks a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, and I stare at the guy a few times, I muttered in my heart.

It seems that the old life of this golden-clawed centipede should be almost over, let's not fall behind again, I shook the flying dragon cloud claw, kicked my feet, and followed the man to jump on the centipede's back.

Seeing someone jumping to the side, the assassin looked back at me, his face changed slightly, and he said in a lost voice, "Why are you!" ”

Hearing him say this, we were also slightly stunned, does he really know us, I scanned his face a few more up and down, and searched for a good memory in my mind, and my eyes fell on the hand he was holding the dagger, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him, he turned out to be a left-hander.

"Boundless clothes!" I remembered this famous name, and I couldn't help but exclaim, yes, this guy is the assassin who fought with me almost evenly at the first martial arts competition in the world, boundless.

"The Hidden One!" Wubian smiled indifferently at me, and said with a little emotion: "I really didn't expect you to remember me." ”

To be honest, if he wasn't a left-handed man and a little different from ordinary people, I really can't remember that there is such a person in the world.

"I didn't expect that you were so powerful, you could wield the Assassin's Claws so vividly, and you also came up with the same move when you slaughtered the Flame Molten Dragon on the beach before." Although I was chatting with him, the pair of daggers in my hands did not stop for half a moment, and the blade of the sword opened, and it slammed into the golden-clawed centipede. Dude, I don't care what his attitude is towards me, I just know, I have to hurry up and hang this head wave now is the right thing.

"Thanks for the compliment." Boundless smiled slightly, and also stabbed the golden-clawed centipede under his feet mercilessly.

"I really want to find a chance to compete with you again, even if I lose." Looking at the other Flying Dragon Cloud Exploration Claws on my waist, as well as the damage value caused by the twin blades in my hand on the Golden Claw Centipede, Wubian said with a bit of perseverance. Maybe with his strength, he is definitely not my opponent, with my current equipment, it is definitely an insurmountable mountain for him, but he still has the courage to challenge me, then it deserves my respect.

"Okay, if I have a chance another day, I must compare myself with you, but now, we have to deal with this big guy first, otherwise it will be difficult to protect our lives." I said to Boundless as I stepped up my movements, and other Assassins jumped up one after another to join in the dangerous work of splitting centipedes.

"Okay, talk the talk. I'll have to have a good time with you another day. Boundless relieved smile, lose or win, in fact, at this moment has become no longer important to the two of us, in our hearts, suddenly there is a different feeling, could it be that this is the so-called heroes cherish heroes.

The back shell of the golden-clawed centipede under my feet suddenly became hotter and hotter, and as the white blade in my hand tore a long crack on the golden-clawed centipede's back, a black flame suddenly burst out from the golden-clawed centipede's back, which contained a scorching smell, and in a blink of an eye, the golden-clawed centipede's entire body seemed to be boiling, and the whole body was full of black flames, and the incomparably tragic pain suddenly swept through the golden-clawed centipede's whole body.

This anomaly suddenly surprised the three gangs of people, and only I knew in my heart that our superb little fireball was finally starting to might.

Although the best small fireball did not cause the golden-clawed centipede to suffer too much damage, it greatly reduced its defensive power, and the softening and weakness of the shell made everyone realize that this was a good time to get rid of the golden-clawed centipede.

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