Chapter Eighty-Two: The Unclothed Song
"Kill!"
The distance of more than ten meters was fleeting, and the Bloody Slaughter and others caught up, surrounding Qin Wu and the Bloody Violent Fist's side, swords and swords, killing a group of unable players into white light.
"Kill!"
"Unable Turtle Grandson!"
"Kill the Red Exploding Equipment!"
The crowd surged, knives, guns, swords, and daggers shone in the sun, and hundreds of red names and thousands of guild players finally collided together like Mars hitting the earth, and in an instant, countless white lights symbolizing death kept shining like stars in the straight line where the two sides hedged.
"Qin Feng, no clothes!"
"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and have the same enmity with the son! ”
After drinking the unclothed song, Qin Wu vigorously swung his spear and slashed angrily, and the furious slash swept out, and the players who couldn't be guilded gathered together, and suddenly at least five or six players who couldn't be slashed into white light by Qin Wu's shot.
"Qin Wu, die!"
After the furious slash, several sword dancers charged and attacked, crashing into Qin Wu's body, one-handed swords and light swords slashed in succession, hitting Qin Wu's body like raindrops.
"Trash fish, get out of here!"
Qin Wu shouted violently, the big musket pushed horizontally, and rushed a few steps against a group of sword dancers and berserkers, kicked the opponent out with one kick, and then swung out a homeopathic slash, and suddenly seven or eight powerless warriors who fell together turned into white light, leaving a piece of shining equipment and leaving.
"Drink!"
Bloody fists, bloody remnants, one left and one right appeared beside Qin Wu, the big sword and long knife attacked fiercely, slashing at the enemies in front of him, killing them into white light.
"Truth Technique-Shield!" "Mantra-Body!" "Mantra - Force! "Bright blessings! "Secondary Healing! "Primary Treatment"
A series of white light shrouded Qin Wu's body, the lost physical strength was instantly restored, and with the blessing of the Light Priest, Qin Wu's body suddenly warmed, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength, and he suddenly shouted violently, and stabbed out a shot, assassinating an incapable berserker in front of him.
"Do you say you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd, and work with my son! ”
With another long shout, the armor-piercing blow sent a large musket straight out, piercing through the bodies of five or six unable players, and all those who were stabbed turned into white light.
With a hideous smile, Qin Wu stepped forward and rushed out, the momentum did not stop, and under the impetus of Qin Wu, five or six more people were pierced through their bodies by a blow from the armor, turning into white light and dying.
Qin Wu broke his armor and killed into the group of incapable players with one blow, and suddenly countless swords roared towards Qin Wu, and a series of several damage numbers appeared on Qin Wu's head.
"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers, and go with my son! ”
Looking up to the sky and roaring again, Qin Wu was like an angry explosive bear, his body rushed and slammed back, knocking back the enemies crowded around him.
After crashing out of a space to shoot, Qin Wu fiercely swung out a homeopathic slash, and the big musket roared past, drawing a circle of red afterimages, and where the faint white spear could reach, except for the heavily armored warriors covered in thick iron armor, the rest of the players turned into a dazzling white light.
A white light shone up, dazzling everyone's eyes, Qin Wu's shot, enough to kill more than a dozen people, watching a group of players who couldn't open their eyes and tremble, while the red players behind Qin Wu were enthusiastic, and the offensive was even more ferocious, just directly incarnated as a werewolf on a moonlit night.
Call! Call!
The magic of the arrows flew sideways, shooting towards Qin Wu, who had killed a lot of people, and clouds of white light shone around Qin Wu's body, restoring Qin Wu's life when he was defeated by the enemy.
In the fierce battle of thousands of people, although there were dozens of times more enemies, Qin Wu went from being alone to fighting together with hundreds of friendly troops around him.
Dressed in silver light armor, it minimized the damage caused by the enemy's attack to himself, and there were the healing of the Light Priest and the Shadow Priest in the rear and the blessing of various blessing skills, Qin Wu suddenly turned into an immortal god of war, and he was brave, and the group of unable players in front of him flashed white light, crying bitterly.
Players who can't be guilded, from wanting to kill Qin Wu before and then hurrying, to seeing Qin Wu now, it's like seeing a ghost, and their bodies subconsciously shrink back.
Qin Wu, who has a team to rely on, is powerful, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and a group of players who can't resist Qin Wu's progress at all.
Bloody Violent Fist, Bloody Remnant Blood, Night Dawn Moon and a group of female players and Bloody Family players followed Qin Wu to fight.
The strength of this group of people far exceeds that of ordinary high-level players, they can attack and defend, and Qin Wu acts as an arrow, taking on firepower in front and overcoming obstacles. This small group is like wearing a hard fist with a spur, although the size is a little smaller, but it is not a very hard big fist that can not be guilded, but it is not left behind at all.
"Kill!"
More than 1,000 unable players swarmed up, but Qin Wu led a small group behind him in the middle of the impossible guild players, and forced a way out, stabbing into the interior of the unable guild players like a sharp knife.
Hundreds of red players from the Red Famous Village followed behind this small group, fighting all the way forward, and confronting more than 1,000 unguild players, but they didn't show any signs of falling into the upper hand.
"Don't scatter the long-range firepower, concentrate the attack, and knock out Qin Wu and the people around him first!"
In the crowd, lawlessness commanded.
The idea is good, but this command is obviously not going to be implemented very well. Hundreds of red names, thousands of people who can't be guilded are mixed together, there are people everywhere, and the vision of ranged players is greatly restricted, and the range of attacks is drastically reduced, and they can only hit hostile players not far in front of them.
Thousands of players are fighting, and if they are not careful, they will shoot their own people, in the faith game, there is no setting that allies will not cause damage, and hitting their own people will also reduce their lives.
"We can't go on like this! If we let Qin Wu continue to kill like this, we may lose here today! ”
Seeing that the red players with a disadvantage in numbers were getting more and more energetic, they couldn't forget the lawlessness of standing on a high place, casting spells to attack the red players, and observing the entire battlefield at the same time.
"Everything is the fault of that damn Qin Wu. Find a way to get rid of him first, forget, you have the most ghost ideas, what can you do? ”
The brows are tightly locked, and there is no way to be heavenly.
"There are few melee players who can attack Qin Wu with one surname, and they can't kill him with one surname, and with the priest in the rear, they can't kill Qin Wu in one second, then everything will be in vain. If you want to kill Qin Wu, you must rely on the outbreak of long-range attacks, we first mobilize dozens of ranged players with higher attacks to set up ambushes, and then bring in Qin Wu, and finally kill him in a volley, so that's it. ”
Can't forget the Tao.
(To be continued)