"Brothers, your decision today is the right one, this is the real Pride Sword Gang, thank you for supporting me!" Resurrection glanced around in the cemetery, and found that many familiar figures appeared around him one after another, almost half of the members of the Proud Sword Gang present, and he felt that he had received unprecedented affirmation in his heart.

"Who wants to follow SB No, come, everyone deleted those personal friends who were not resurrected, and the invincible kind of virtue is still willing to follow him, it's really brainless." There were more resurrected people than Proud Sword Little Crooked imagined, but seeing a few people he thought would be resurrected but not resurrected, he suddenly felt angry in his heart.

"SB is more than I thought, have you been brainwashed by the invincible thing?" Unexpectedly, there are so many people who choose to follow Aojian Invincible without resurrection, and Aojian Qiushui feels a little incredible.

"Brother Lingchen, are you leaving?" Estimating that the Proud Sword Invincible people would be resurrected in the cemetery soon, and the Proud Sword Warrior who didn't want to see those people anymore turned his head to ask the Proud Sword Ling Chen, who was resurrected behind him.

"Wait another three seconds, I guess there are still people who haven't been resurrected." The number of resurrected people was smaller than Proud Sword Ling Chen's prediction, which made him very disappointed.

"Hmm." Although he was anxious to leave, after breaking with Proud Sword Invincible, Proud Sword Ling Chen, who was the vice president of the Proud Sword Gang, became the real leader, and Proud Sword Peerless could only rely on him.

"Look, isn't that the person who is the supergod afternoon tea?" The location of the cemetery is in the valley stretch of the Razorfjord replica on the outside map, and there is only a winding trail to get in and out. From top to bottom, through the shade of the trees, I saw more than a dozen figures riding mounts galloping up the mountain under the winding mountain path, and Ao Jian Qiushui's eyes suddenly dilated, and his heartbeat also accelerated rapidly.

At this moment. What he fears most is that the people of the supergod afternoon tea will come to the cemetery. It is important to know that although the cemetery is located on the high part of the winding mountain path. The man with the sword took the advantageous position. But that was the first mercenary group established in Huaxia, and there was a terrifying existence like Brother Dali in the group, and God knew if they could beat those dozen people.

At this level, dying once is a day or two of hard work in vain, and he doesn't want to die again.

"Where?" The black trees were dense, and the brightness of the map itself was extremely low, and Proud Sword Wushuang heard Proud Sword Qiushui's words, and his heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked down. But I didn't see any of the players.

"It's over, but there are at least a dozen or so people, I can't see who it is, I'm afraid it's Chaoshen Afternoon Tea." A dozen horses swept by, and the figure of the dozen or so players was completely absent from Proud Sword Qiushui's eyes, but he could be sure that what he saw just now was by no means an illusion, but a real one.

"Brother Lingchen, what should I do, if the people from the Super God Afternoon Tea come up, we won't have a place to escape." was killed by Zhang Dali with one blow. Proud Sword Peerless has a great psychological shadow, and he doesn't want to face Zhang Dali and Chaoshen Afternoon Tea anymore.

"Autumn water. You read that right? "The cemetery is not far from the door of the dungeon, if the people of the Super God Afternoon Tea rush over after killing them, they should almost go to the cemetery, and the palm of the arrogant sword Ling Chen's hand can't help but feel a little damp.

"No, absolutely not." Proud Sword Qiushui replied with great certainty.

"Listen, the sound of the mount, someone has come up." As soon as Proud Sword Qiushui's words fell, Proud Sword Wushuang heard the faint messy sound of his mount stepping on the valley, and it was obvious that the person who had come was already very close.

"Offline, everyone offline!" Although I don't know if the person from Lu Dao is from the Super God Afternoon Tea, for the sake of insurance, Aojian Lingchen hurriedly ordered everyone to go offline.

"Want to go offline? Do I agree? "A very timely order, but it was still a step late, and in the countdown of the three-second offline, Aojian Lingchen saw three figures suddenly appear on the path in front of the cemetery, and he didn't know how Lu Dao did it.

The name on the leader's head turned red into ink, which contrasted with the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere around him, and Proud Sword Ling Chen suddenly felt an invisible pressure rushing towards his face, and his whole person couldn't help but tense.

was killed in one move before, he didn't even see what this person's appearance was, but now he saw it, a bright red blazing flame magic set, which should have been a very ordinary set of sophisticated equipment, but when worn on this person, it looked unusual, highlighting the arrogant nature of the color red to the fullest.

The person standing on the left behind the leader was impressed, and it was the same person who dragged them at the door of the Razorfjord dungeon under the pretext of going down the dungeon together.

At that time, he suspected that this person's behavior of clearing the others and leaving the people of the Sword Gang alone was very strange, but the Sword Warrior did not listen to him, so that the people of the Sword Gang were dragged at the door of the dungeon and cleaned up.

The other person, Ao Jian Lingchen also had some impressions, mainly because the mask he wore was very weird, a bone mask without any pattern decoration, the whole one was a miserable white, and a piece was missing in the lower right corner, just revealing half of the cheekbones and half of the teeth, with the unique demon red eyes of the skeleton clan exposed in the mask, the facial shape was extremely stylish, even if he stood at the back of the crowd from afar, he could always attract people's attention to him.

There were only three people, which was originally too small for the Proud Sword Gang, which had at least forty or fifty people. But Proud Sword Ling Chen, who had just experienced the tragedy of being killed by one person in seconds, looking at the three of them was like seeing three mountains pouring towards him, which overwhelmed him.

"Frost ......" knew that the three of them must have come to kill, and Ling Chen, the proud sword who was extremely close to the three of them, hurriedly interrupted the countdown of the line, wanting to cast a spell to control the three of them.

"Black Hole Vortex." But before he could finish chanting, a swirling magic as brilliant as a small galaxy enveloped him.

The chanting was suddenly interrupted, and Proud Sword Ling Chen felt that his whole body was being swept towards the middle of the whirlpool by an inexplicable suction, which made him shocked.

He was not the only one who was sucked into the center of the Black Hole Vortex, because the cemetery was not large, and the people of the Proud Sword Gang stood very close, and the radius of the Black Hole Vortex was as wide as eight meters, and almost half of the forty or fifty Proud Sword Gang players in the cemetery were swept into the Black Hole Vortex.

"Boom!" At the same time, the small bronze bomb that Zhang Dali held in his hand also shot, the position was very accurate, and it landed among the players who were not affected by the black hole vortex, and immediately interrupted the spell casting of those Proud Sword Gang players, and while causing them a lot of damage, it also knocked them all out.

"Darkness will sweep over everything, dark punishment!" The position of the black hole vortex of the master's own son is quite good, pulling most of the Proud Sword Gang players near the players who were stunned by Zhang Dali with a small bronze bomb, so that the people of the Proud Sword Gang who originally needed to be covered by two AOE skills have entered the range covered by the most common AOE skill with a radius of eight meters in Chaos. Seeing that everyone in the Proud Sword Gang was under control, he had no choice but to immediately use the Shadow Priest's highest damage AOE Dark Punishment skill.

Because of the surging mana passivity, the blue consumption of dark punishment is extremely large, and just one skill consumes most of the helpless mana, but the huge blue consumption brings an amazing doubling of the damage.

At least a thousand large pieces of damage floated out from the top of the heads of the Proud Sword Gang, and immediately some of the crispy professions fell before they could snort.

"Don't look at me as just inferior explosives, human flesh has become more fragrant because of me." The black hole vortex also has damage, although the damage is not high, but with the helpless dark punishment, the players of the Proud Sword Gang died, and the injuries were basically only bloody, and I wanted to use Zhang Dali, who was frozen ball, directly canceled the meditation of the frozen ball, and took out two inferior explosives from the storage ring and threw them out one after another, booming twice, blowing up the players of the Proud Sword Gang who were not dead. (To be continued......)