The race is on......

Lingyun Pavilion VS Yinfeng Pavilion.

A decisive battle between 500 guilds, and a full 1,000 people will fight for glory on this battle for supremacy map!

As soon as he entered the venue, Fang Tian found a very painful problem.

"This map...... Nima! We've been tricked by game dealers! Fang Tian leaned in.

Not only him, but everyone in the Yinfeng Pavilion who understands it has an urge to beat people.

The map is normal, there is a high mountain not far away, and there is a rushing river behind the members of the Yinkaku, and the splashing water and the rumbling sound of the water make it clear that even if you are a fish, it will be difficult to float.

What's even worse is that in front of the Yinfeng Pavilion is their opponent, the members of the Lingyun Pavilion, and the distance between the two sides is less than 100 meters!

"Queue!!" Feng Lan'er hurriedly ordered in the guild channel.

Fortunately, the stakes were high in this game, although the scene was a little chaotic, everyone quickly found their position and lined up, and on the other side, Lingyun Pavilion was also doing the same thing.

"Where am I standing?" Fang Tian grabbed Feng Lan'er and leaned into his ear.

"Old rules, front, go quickly!" Feng Lan'er is not polite at all.

"Hey, I'm the Purple Light God of War!" Fang Tian was obviously dissatisfied with her attitude.

"Oh? That's right, Lord Purple War. Feng Lan'er smiled, then her face changed, and she said viciously: "If you don't go, I'll ask someone to throw you into the river!" Hurry up! ”

Fang Tian burst into tears: "This script is wrong!" After knowing my identity, don't let her promise her, at least have a little admiration for me, right? What's going on! ”

The execution of both sides was comparable, and in less than five minutes, the ranks on both sides were in order, and the knights had added blessings to the warriors in the front row.

There were no polite words on both sides, and there was no need to make any combat declarations in such a noisy environment, as if they had discussed, Feng Lan'er and Lingyun Pavilion President Beidou ordered at the same time: "Rush!" ”

Although they are all guilds of 500 people, and the attendance rate is about the same, the strength of the Yinfeng Pavilion is still worse than that of the Lingyun Pavilion.

After all, it has only been two days since he was promoted to the fourth-level guild, and the new members recruited are a little weaker after all, and many of them have not even reached level 40.

Originally, Feng Lan'er had prepared tactics, but she was assigned to this place, and she fought against the water, and her tactics could not be played at all.

"Rush!" Fang Tian held the rock tooth high and rushed to the front.

His identity in the Yinfeng Pavilion is just a meat shield, but he is also rarely famous in the entire Qingfeng City, everyone knows that he is very capable, and his dodge skills are very good.

There are even many people who believe that in addition to the output, the other abilities of the Frozen Pride Sword are no worse than the Purple Light God of War!

With the most reliable meat shield at the top, the other warriors of the Yinfeng Pavilion had a bottom, and rushed over with a roar.

There was also an angry roar from Lingyun Pavilion, and the warrior took the lead in rushing over.

Like two torrents, the two centaurs quickly approached, no, before they got closer, the first to attack was the archers.

Almost at the same time, the blessing skills of both knights cooled down, and the archers' bodies glowed red at the same time, and the blessing of strength was added to them.

The sound of "whoosh" was endless, and the small arrows with white light collided in the middle of the battlefield like meteors, which was really spectacular from a high vantage point!

That's what an archer is! With precise attacks and long range, they are always the ones who fire the first shot in battle. Even in battle, their super sniper ability will be a sharp knife hanging above the opponent's head, and they will fall and take their lives at any time!

But it's not a collision between meteors! Instead, the two sides took a hundred steps through the gap between their own warriors and pierced into the armor of the opposing warriors.

Nearly 200 small white arrows lit up more than 20 larger and brighter white light fireworks.

This means that more than two dozen fighters have already left the battlefield.

That's what a warrior is! There is no brilliant magic, no agile skills, only regular attacks and defenses, relying on your strong body to help your vulnerable companions bear the damage.

No one fears, no one flinchs, and while absorbing damage, their weapons will hurt the enemy fiercely, because that's the duty of a warrior.

Maybe he will be killed by a sudden wave of attacks in the next second, but this is where the glory of a warrior lies.

Death is like home!

It may be an idiom that is out of touch with the times, but in the game, at this time, many people feel its meaning again.

Soon, the battle line was slowly stretched, and the priests reached their positions, and the white light of the healing spell lit up the battlefield again.

The warrior is the umbrella that helps the whole team, and the priest is the strong backing of the whole team, sacrificing his own output ability in exchange for the protection of the whole team.

"Nurse! Daddy! ”

That's what players are teasing about this profession, and who ever wonders how much they're paying for the whole thing?

At the same time, the knights also reached their positions, dressed in heavy armor, but most of the time they could only stand beside the priests, earning them the title of "Emperor of Soy Sauce".

They can't absorb damage and kill enemies like other classes, nor can they save the lives of their teammates with their powerful medical abilities like priests. But they can use their blessings to help their teammates improve their abilities to the strongest state, but the glory rarely belongs to them, and few people can notice their contributions.

On top of that, they also have to use their relatively strong bodies to protect the safety of the priests, ensuring that they can use the healing technique safely without fear of being harassed by the other party.

Reduced to protecting the priest! How could the knights be willing? What they need is glory! But for the sake of the team, they had to.

Well, the knights are quite willing, after all, many of the priests are MM, and it is not bad to be able to stick to MM and act as a flower messenger.

Of course, when wolves have more meat and less meat, many knights and male priests will also have a time of affection......

Blue light flashed, and the knights' wisdom blessings were applied to the mages, and it was time for them to perform.

The murmuring of chants sounded in unison, as if the god of fire had descended, and the raging fire raged across the battlefield.

The path of fire rose under the feet of the warriors, the spark exploded around the warriors, and strings of fireballs full of death breath were thrown into the battlefield with a roar, and white light rose up.

This is the Mage! The eternal MVP in the battlefield, whether it is monster farming, PK, and super area lethality, will be the core of the team. In order to study magic for a long time, they have already overdrawn their physical strength, but no one can compare to the amount of strength contained in their thin bodies!

This also makes them a thorn in the side of the enemy, and everyone will do everything possible to kill the mage.

The archers are frantically attacking the opposing warriors, they are waiting, waiting for the battle to be a little more intense, waiting for their own hundred steps through Yang to cool down, as long as any mage dares to enter the ultra-long range of a hundred steps through Yang, the whistling white light arrows can solve these killing machines on the battlefield.

At the very edge of the line, where neither the mage nor the archers could take care of it, thieves and knights alike, fought.

They are all melee classes, and they are known for their agility, but they can't survive on the fierce front lines.

The thieves are all looking for an opportunity, as long as they rush into the opponent's ranged camp, with their harvesting ability, they will definitely leave the enemy with a terrible price!

The knights, on the other hand, use their super insight into stealth to prevent the sneaking thieves from passing them over, and at the same time attack the other party's knights, so that they have no time to attack their own thieves.

In fact, now the thieves don't dare to rush in even if they have the chance, and there are quite a few except here, and both sides have arranged for some knights to wander around in the rear, and if they rush over now and are discovered, they will definitely be bombarded.

They are also waiting, waiting for the battle to heat up, waiting for everything to be less orderly, and at that time, the sudden appearance of thieves is definitely the key to absolute victory or defeat on the battlefield!

Now, the center of gravity of the battle is still at the forefront.

And Fang Tian was very bored at this time.

No one attacked him.

Lingyun Pavilion had obviously investigated, and there was a very capable warrior in the Yin Wind Pavilion of Zhilu Dao, and it was obviously impossible to concentrate the output on a very resistant meat shield.

So apart from some stray bullets and range skills, Fang Tian suffered almost no damage.

Fang Tian, who was bored, looked at the battlefield and frowned, the skill of Phantom Yishui was too threatening in such a battlefield.

The terrifying defence-reducing effect and good damage have made the warriors of the Yinfeng Pavilion under the dark clouds suffer greatly, and the balance of war has begun to tilt.

And in the group of pastors on the other side, President Beidou was half-talking and laughing with the flowers on the side, pointing at Fang Tian.

A former apprentice, a former lover, and a current enemy.

Fang Tian snorted, turned his head to look, Feng Lan'er's face was also very depressed, the battle came too suddenly, there was already a gap in the strength of the two sides, and there was no chance of winning in such a hand-to-hand battle.

"Okay." Fang Tian sighed: "Since you have already confessed to Feng Lan'er, let's fight once!" ”

Sprint!

The silver-white figure burst into Ling Feng Pavilion's throat with the sound of the wind.

In such a battle, no one dared to sprint, and the mages on the opposite side had already reached their positions, rushing in and exposing themselves to the opponent's guns, and without the care of the priest, it was simply sent to death.

And now, Fang Tian used the sprint alone!

He's sending him to death?

No, he's looking for abuse!