Listening to this shout, Wanyue couldn't stand still, her little heart fluttered in the wind, her little feet stepped on the ground, and she looked at Mu Qian pitifully.

Boss Mu pretended that he didn't see it, and concentrated on bowing his head and fighting monsters.

"Master...... Let me go over and help, I promise not to die and lose experience! ”

Seeing that Mu Qian was unmoved, Wanyue looked at her sister, a little anxious and anxious.

Although Linglong didn't want to go against Mu Qian's intentions, she still couldn't stand her sister's eyes, and whispered: "Mask, just let her go." ”

"There you go."

Mu Qian said a little helplessly, Linglong spoke, and he would not refute her face. instructed: "You still have to grasp your level, don't always think about killing people and fighting, level is the basis of your personal strength." ”

"Thank you, Master! Sister! ”

Wanyue's little face instantly cleared, and she shouted happily, turning her head and running to the location of the battlefield.

The speed of this turn caught several of the little monsters who were fascinated by her off guard......

She yelled in the group chat:

"This king is out of the mountain! The scum of the Sword God! Suffer the! ”

Old wolf: "Dump them in the face!" ”

Sausage: "Is it enough?" Brother Jia's throw together! ”

Lao Chen, the friendly army next door who came to camp here, sighed with infinite emotion: "It turns out that the internal atmosphere of your association is so mellow and fragrant!" Got it! ”

Wandering poet: "The goddess of war should pay attention to her ladylike demeanor." Prepare for the front row, rush forward! ”

"Kill!"

At the leveling point here, Mu Qian faintly heard the earth-shattering shouts from the southeast. Soon, there was also a faint killing cry in the south direction, farther away from this side.

It was the battlefield of the house next door, and the pattern was like yesterday's war, like a continuation of the tragic battle.

However, human beings are learning creatures, and they can gradually improve through continuous efforts, and as long as they are willing to work hard, they can continue to improve.

The same is true of the tragedy of this war, and players on both sides are working hard to make it even more tragic......

The battlefield is like chess, the white-robed sacrifice and the emaciated shield battle, and he has become the person who holds the chess again.

It's just that through yesterday's fight, the two are a little familiar with the details and routines of the people sitting opposite, and today they began to compete against each other.

The main battlefield started two minutes into battle, 2,000 were killed in diving, 2,000 were killed in the sword god, and the local battlefields were scorched at the same time.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

Today, the two of them are going to distinguish the winners and losers.

But soon, the wandering poet felt that something was wrong, and immediately shouted in the group chat: "Estimate the number of enemies in each location!" ”

"I've got two thousand ...... here"

"One thousand two!"

"There are four or five thousand people in front of ......"

Several veterans and the commander of the column quickly reported the numbers one by one, and the diving managers also fell into some doubts when they led the diving crowd to rush and kill:

The conductor asked what was this for?

"No, the five thousand people they reinforced are not on the front!"

The wandering poet roared a little anxiously: "Brothers next door, be careful! ”

"It's late, it's late."

Next door, Lao Chen stood at the forefront of his frontal battle formation, holding the shield in his hand on his chest, but his eyes were a little stunned, looking to the left.

On the left and right sides of the Bloody Society's battle array, as well as the position behind the house next door, several groups of thousands of people suddenly appeared.

The opponent's forces increased rapidly, and the battle situation, which was about to enter a stalemate, immediately appeared one-sided.

The sudden increase in enemies from ranged players is set on fire to clear the way, and the front rows of your team fall in rows like wheat harvesting, or is it a large-scale harvest with 'mechanical planting'......

"They, what they're going to fight today is our next door!" Lao Chen next door shouted anxiously, "Wandering commander!" Can you send someone to help? We can't hold it anymore! ”

For the first time, the wandering poet's mood became tense, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't help but be in a hurry, the situation had reached a crisis level, and he was not allowed to think too much about it!

"Old wolf! A commando team of 500 people will be transferred from the frontal battlefield, and 200 people will be transferred from the left and right sides! Support the house next door immediately! ”

The old wolf hurriedly said: "In this way, the pressure on our side will be very great!" ”

Lao Chen next door was silent, fighting in front of him, he would never allow the flag of the house next door to fall.

The hot-blooded bull demon king roared: "If the house next door falls, we will suffer from the enemy on our backs, and there is no pressure to talk about!" ”

The whole group chat seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, and Mu Qian, who had already lifted the block of the group chat at this time, suddenly spoke: "The brother of the next door will hold on, and the old wolf will send a commando of five hundred people out, and I will go to support the next door." ”

"Masquerade."

Linglong looked at Mu Qian with some astonishment, she also thought that Mu Qian would really keep watching from the sidelines and not care about the war of her own guild.

Because he has been emphasizing that this is the best training for diving.

"You can practice diving, but you don't have to let the next door suffer."

Mu Qian smiled, and the two swords made the demonic beast in front of him return to the abyss, reporting to those deceased demonic beast monarchs; Pull out and head straight to the south side.

Turning his head and shouting, "Are you coming?" ”

"Come on." Linglong appeared in a flash, and the two stretched out their left and right hands very tacitly.

The big hand grabbed the somewhat cold Rouyi, and the big sword swordsman's chest bloomed with a blue light wolf head, leading her to run wildly across the field.

The battle array of the family next door, the battle array of the family next door that was struggling to support, had shrunk into a circular array, and it was gradually eaten away by the combined forces of the Sword God and the Blood Society, which completely occupied the numerical advantage.

"What? The emperor's brother came to support in person? ”

Lao Li next door was happy at first, and then heard Lao Chen next door shouting in the group chat channel, and couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"Just five hundred?"

The old Jiang next door whispered: "Boss, don't forget that the Great Sword Emperor is the home that took five hundred people to start in the battle of the wheat field!" ”

"Hahaha!" The old Li Yangtian next door smiled, and the gray sacrificial robe lined his high spirits. He yelled in a nearby channel:

"Cheer up, brothers! The Great Sword Emperor himself led 5,000 men and horses to support this side! ”

Many players in the next door, who had already gritted their teeth and were in danger, heard the words at this time, and they let out bursts of cheers, as if they had won the war.

This cheer reached the ears of the enemy, causing several sword gods and high-level officials of the Blood Society who were in charge of the command here to fall into a little confusion.

Is it fashionable to celebrate before being destroyed?

The guild with the strange name of 'Next Door' behaves really weirdly!

However, when they heard the shouts of these players, and the Great Sword Emperor with the 'five thousand people' to support this side, they all looked at each other, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"Military advisor, the other party's 5,000 reinforcements, the Great Sword Emperor with ......"

"Five thousand? It's just these people shouting nonsense, trying to boost morale, and the other party's movement everywhere is under my control. ”

Bo Liang quickly gave his own reply, he sneered, and continued: "At most, there are only a thousand people, and they are heading towards you. Brothers of the Bloody Society, it seems that your chance for revenge has come. ”

"Follow me!"

On the battlefield, in a corner, the hot-blooded young man who had not shown his face for a long time let out a hoarse roar in a low voice.

More than 2,000 elites mixed with the Blood Society and Sword God have received the transfer of middle-level management, and they are about to follow behind this man who once dominated Yangyue City, and face the Great Sword Emperor in the direction of the main battlefield.

Blood, glory, dignity, revenge!

What to pay tribute to the dead Blood Society?

And what to take to make the hot blood that has been cooled and extinguished hot?

War!

There is only one war!

The hot-blooded young man raised his arms and shouted: "Swear to kill the Kamen Emperor!" ”

It will take some time for thousands of people to mobilize and gather, but the hot-blooded young man seems to be unable to wait at all, and takes the thousands of elites of the Hot-blooded Society to take the lead in the attack, rushing into a few maps between the two battlefields.

It's not that he is anxious to make meritorious contributions in front of the new owner, nor is it to save his position in the hearts of the brothers of the Blood Society.

Purely, he wants a chance to take revenge, and this opportunity, if he misses this time, he is afraid that he will have to wait for a long, long time......

In the battle of the wheat field, the five hundred diving battle array killed thousands of main battle players of the Bloody Society, which is called the classic battle of the rise of diving and team battles, and their Bloody Society is a laughing stock!

They are all young souls with dignity and ideals, who are willing to be the foil of others.

Who wants to lie on the ground and become a stepping stone for others to reach the top!

"Swear to kill the Kamen Emperor!"

The thousand-person elite of the Blood Society roared angrily, startling a group of forest birds, and the murderous anger was skyrocketing.

"These guys, forget how they were abused by the Great Sword Emperor before!" Several high-ranking members of the Sword God shouted anxiously.

The 1,500 men who could be mobilized from all over the encirclement had only just half gathered, because the battlefield was a circular encirclement across two maps, and some of the elites had not yet arrived.

In order to show that they attach enough importance to the Great Sword Emperor, they have mobilized absolute elite players, ordinary main battle players, and they are not even qualified to participate.

Boss Mu's ferocity can also be seen from this.

"Shall we go with us first and let the brothers meet on the road? Hot-blooded young people lead thousands of people, no matter how you look at it, you want to give people from the dish. ”

"Silly you?" One of them rolled his eyes and scolded in a low voice, "Let those guys consume each other's vitality first, let's just pick up the ready-made cheap ones in the past!" ”

This is a typical dialogue between 'upright' and 'treacherous'.

As a result, 'Geng Zhi' was instantly persuaded by 'treacherous', and several high-ranking members of the Sword God were full of sneers.

The Golden Crown Blood Club has been acquired and controlled by the Sword God, but the players of the Sword God have never had any sense of recognition for these former defeated subordinates.

Probably, this is the sadness of the Bloody Society at this time.

The maps between the two battlefields are mostly densely packed from the inside, and the monsters distributed are at levels 39 to 42, and the elites on both sides with an average level above 52 can basically ignore the existence of these monsters.

Eight hundred people rushed by, still disturbing the demonic beasts that inhabited everywhere.

These Warcraft, who thought they had survived the wave of player upgrades, were still affected by the player's war at this time, and from time to time they were burned by a random sea of fire until there were no bones, and they were all quite innocent.

This is the group of players who dive support to the next door.

And these people, with the three hundred elite girls of the Fox Mei family who first joined the diving, plus those elites that Mu Qian had personally recruited at the stone bridge, continued to run forward.

Although Mu Qian only has 500 people, how can the wandering poet, the old wolf and other high-level diving executives really 'willing' to let the boss easily take risks?

According to the original plan, 800 people were transferred over, and they are still the most elite 800 people who can be mobilized now!

They are well-equipped and have gone through great battles, especially the ones who were personally recruited by Mu Qian to enter diving, and they have been trained to the greatest extent by many high-level leaders on weekdays!

This group of players is running, melee to lower their stride, ranged classes to pull their steps, maintaining the overall unity of pace, and the sound of their steps is like a war drum.

Their average level can reach an astonishing fifty-two .eight levels, an absolute elite division!

"Boss!"

Several beautiful players running on the side shouted excitedly.

Mu Qian's figure rushed from the side, and the ice technique flashed into the crowd to continue running, while he jumped to the front of the line.

There are more than a dozen well-equipped water methods and sacrifices, and they directly lock the blood addition object on Mu Qian's body, although a group of people are running non-stop, but according to the continuous fine-tuning of more than twenty elite group leaders, the formation is fine-tuned around their boss.

Rushing out of a jungle, Mu Qian suddenly raised his head, and happened to see the edge of the forest a hundred meters away, with many figures!

The hot-blooded young man rushed out, and when he saw Mu Qian, his eyes were red.

"Great Sword Emperor!"

Click!

Five fingers clutched the hilt of the sword, making a terrifying sound.

"Hot-blooded youth!"

Mu Qian snorted coldly, the rescue army was like fighting a fire, his feet did not stop, and he rushed straight away with his own elite.

This is a battle that is evenly matched in numbers!