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The ink-black Xuantian heavy sword rose straight up, stabbing at Shang Chongwu like a full-powered rocket, and the attack was like a rainbow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment of the thousand troops, although Shang Chongwu was a little caught off guard, but under the extraordinary strength, he saw that this Ling Tian general's figure flashed, and he retreated four or five steps in an instant, narrowly dodging the opponent's long-dormant snake-like blow.

However, he still underestimated Kazakh a little, only to see that the youngest general of Loulan did not stop at all after a failed blow, when he jumped to the ground like a gecko strolling, his footsteps suddenly flashed a few times, and then the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand was like a black arrow off the string, bursting towards Shang Chongwu, who had just stood firm a few steps away.

Burst!

I only heard a dull sound of the sword blade penetrating into the **, and the inky black tip of the Xuantie heavy sword was suddenly stained with a touch of bright red blood, which looked shocking.

Dripping ~ blood gushed out from Shang Chongwu's left chest, dripping onto the sand grains on the ground like water droplets, and soon, the gray-black sand layer was soaked with a layer of bright bloodstains, and the bright blood stains were particularly dazzling in the dim world, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience, and everyone was stunned by this change, and even forgot to breathe.

Hasn't Kazakh already been bombarded into slag, everyone looked at the black pit with a radius of thousands of meters, and only felt that their eyes were a little bad.

Moreover, when everyone found that the middle-aged general Shang Chongwu, who was hunched with a slightly hunched waist and was blocking the bleeding chest with his palm at this time, was as weak as a dying old man, in addition to Ye Zhen, more than 200,000 people present, including members of the Wasteland Reclamation Regiment such as Luoyue, were in a fog, and they didn't know what had happened just now.

However, looking at the Kazakh who was panting heavily, like an old ox who had just finished plowing ten acres of land, everyone could see that he did not take advantage of the battle just now.

took a hard blow from Shang Chongwu with all his strength, obviously, Kazakh was also greatly injured, even if he fought his last breath and stabbed the opponent unexpectedly, in the end he could only barely reach the point of losing both.

"Old horseman, let's see if General Ben is young and strong, or if you old guy can shed more blood, hahaha!" Kazakh raised his hand to wipe the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, and laughed wildly. "After receiving the sword of General Ben, your strength will drop by at least fifty percent, and your death time is coming, hahaha..."

The Kazakh's voice was hoarse and rough, and the light laughter was even more harsh, but in an instant, it reverberated in every corner of the battlefield.

"Don't be ashamed! Just like you and other juniors, you also want to take the surname of this seat, dreaming! Although Shang Chongwu's face was like gold paper, his steps were vain, but his momentum did not diminish at all, I saw him covering the deep wound with one hand, and pointing at the black-armored general who was out of breath on the opposite side with the other, and said with a sneer: "Even though this seat really only has half of its strength left, but, junior, you have suffered a full blow from this seat with your flesh and blood, even if you have a unique skill, you have already been in a big mess - plus just now you ignored the injuries in your body, and reluctantly sent out a sword to stab this seat-now, the internal injuries in your body have deteriorated, And this seat is just a skin injury, do you dare to be presumptuous? ”

"Old horseman, you are no better than General Ben, it's a big deal to die together, let's die together!" Kazakh was panting like a cow, and the armor on his body was already soaked with cold sweat, but even so, he barely supported his body with the Darkiron Greatsword and did not fall.

"Hmph, Huangkou Xiaoer, just because you want to die with this seat! In that case, then this seat will fulfill you-" Seeing that Kazakh still refused to bow his head, the hot-tempered Shang Chongwu suddenly became angry, only to see him with one hand, and when he was about to fight again, he only felt a sharp pain suddenly came from the bowl-sized wound on his chest, and then the blood flowed in his chest again, and the scarlet blood suddenly soaked through his personal armor, making him kneel on the ground with one foot, and die of pain!

The legendary Darkiron Heavy Sword was extremely sharp, and the wounds it caused were extraordinary, far more painful than those caused by ordinary blades.

"General!"

"General—are you alright?"

Seeing that Shang Chongwu was so painful that even the muscles on his face began to distort, and several burly men in the back, who were also wearing yellow armor and looked extraordinary, seemed to be dressed as deputy generals, rushed up with an arrow step, and snatched the main general back to the camp on the spot.

When the two armies are fighting, many times the enemy and our main generals will work alone before the battle, at this time, several lieutenants in the rear will concentrate all their attention, once their own main general is injured and injured, they will snatch the main general back at the first time, so as not to become a prisoner of the enemy, resulting in a full loss.

However, several lieutenant generals on the Loulan side were obviously not vegetarians, and when they saw that the enemy was robbing people, they couldn't help but say anything, and immediately even dragged the main general Kazakh back to the rear camp to recuperate.

In an instant, as the commanders of the two sides returned to the camp, the ordinary soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles just now seemed to have received orders, and they each withdrew to the camp in the rear, waiting for another battle!

"I see!" Seeing the armies of Loulan and Ling Tian retreat, a bright color suddenly flashed in Luoyue's eyes that were like a pool of blue water. "It seems that the mastermind didn't look up to the player, and the two main generals just now were seriously injured, so I am afraid that it is just to let the team that enters death mode see a glimmer of hope - otherwise, these two lord-level NPCs alone, I don't know how many teams will be scared away."

The eyes of the falling moon are like stars, and the heart is like a mirror, just one sentence breaks the key to the copy.

She's right, the death mode of the Battle of Mingsha Mountain is not the same as the first three modes, although the purpose of the dungeon is the same, to expel all the undead army.

However, these two lord-level NPCs in death mode are by no means something that a hundred-person regiment can cope with at this stage, not to mention that there are a full 200,000 troops eyeing them from the sidelines!

What they saw just now was what would happen to any team that goes into death mode.

The Kazakh and Shang Chongwu, who were against the sky, were both defeated, and each had only half of their strength left. With this opportunity, it is not impossible for players to defeat these two main generals.

After all, it is impossible for the mastermind to arrange a dungeon that can never be passed, and he will adjust the difficulty of various dungeons according to the strength of the players at this stage, so as not to make players lose confidence and cause unnecessary losses to the game.

Of course, even if the Kazakh monk Chongwu only has about fifty percent of their strength left, it is by no means an ordinary team that can cope with it.

Even if it was Ye Scar now, in the face of these two seriously injured lord NPCs, he could only barely fight one at most.

Moreover, he doesn't have much chance of winning, and if he is not careful, he may be killed directly by others!

You know, even if he was so seriously injured at the beginning, he could break out at the last moment, let alone these two real lord-level commanders?

(To be continued)