Iron and blood launched an assault on the position of the burial flower, and every minute and every second, someone fell under the opponent's fire.

In the cemetery, Lu Yun rushed out with a sword, stepped on the seven-star chain of steps, and rushed into the back of the funeral flower, a dark blue sword light flashed, and the sentinel sword steadily cut through the back of a hunter, bringing up a piece of blood.

“-578！”

The hunter was attacked from behind, and immediately ran two steps forward, trying to distance himself from Lu Yun. With a "bang", a bullet whistled and hit him in the head, a "fatal 594" damage, and Flowing Moon Spitfire completed the kill beautifully.

With a "bell", the majestic monk blocked the attack of a swordsman, and the spear swept away, forcing the swordsman back. Then, the rush skill was fired, and the spear head pierced the swordsman's body with a swift momentum, bringing a "377" damage. He frowned and said, "Jiao, why do I do the least damage!" ”

"Then come on!" Lu Yun crossed the majestic monk, made a feint attack, and then launched a combo, three consecutive slashes, and the light blue sword light hit the swordsman's body one by one, killing him in seconds. At the same time, he was also attacked by one of the opposing warlocks, and a spirit fireball hit him in the back, setting the cloak on fire and burning half of it. With a "pop", the healing technique with a light smile was shot, and he immediately pulled back 389 points of qi and blood for him.

Wang Shijie saw Lu Yun from behind, and shouted angrily: "Everyone steady, there are many of us, don't be afraid." The warlock gathers fire to kill the sword commander, and the musketeer and hunter leave him alone and kill the one in front. ”

"Poof!" Lao Xu slashed down a swordsman, forced back a shield battle with a shield of the funeral flower, and said to a young warlock in the back: "Cang Yan, the boss of the funeral flower in seconds!" ”

The warlock in the back nodded, his bright eyes immediately locked on Wang Shijie, he took a dexterous step, the gray robe hunted, passed through the gap between Lao Xu and an enemy, and bullied Wang Shijie.

"Look for death!" When Wang Shijie saw that a warlock dared to charge in front of him, he sneered, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Cang Yan's face door.

"Wow!" Cang Yan was short, deftly dodging Wang Shijie's attack, and launched a combo with a "bang", and the ring of ice "porphyry" emanated from his side, and all the enemies around him were frozen and slowed down, and brought up a piece of more than 200 damage value. Then, the three skills of Water Retardation, Lightning Strike, and Spirit Fireball smashed towards Wang Shijie together. Wang Shijie's eyes widened, pointed at Cang Yan, and fell down helplessly.

In the battle array, Lu Yun witnessed the moment when Cang Yan killed Wang Shijie in seconds, and his heart sank, this warlock is so powerful! With a sweep of his eyes, he immediately got his name. In order to pull this person into the family, Lao Xu gave up fighting the boss and spent a whole day persuading him.

After killing Wang Shijie, Cang Yan also saw Lu Yun, and the two glanced at each other and nodded to each other. Suddenly, there was a pain in the left side of his lower ribs, and Lu Yun was stabbed in the body by a samurai, and a "148" damage number floated on his head. Holding the handle of the gun in his left hand, he pulled the head of the gun out and dragged the warrior to his side with a sharp pull. "Boom!" A sword slashed at his neck, blood splattering out.

"Fatal 1024!"

"You ......" The samurai, who was already lacking in qi and blood, fell down as soon as his body was crooked, and it was too late to say the words in his mouth.

"Bluffing" three spiritual fireballs flew out of the position of the funeral flower, and flew towards Lu Yun in unison. In the face of the legal profession, Lu Yun didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately fell to the ground, a fireball flew past his back, bringing up a damage number of "453", and smashed on the ground with the other two fireballs, blowing up the dirt and scattering his face.

Seeing Lu Yun's predicament, Lao Xu immediately ordered the family's ranged profession to retaliate, and all the three warlocks who collected the cremation flowers. Suddenly, the gunfire was filled with arrows, and the three warlocks fell together.

Without the warlock's array, the rear of the burial flower was no threat to Lu Yun at once, they all knew that Lu Yun was strong, and now they didn't dare to fight him in close quarters, and they all targeted Qianxiao. "Kill that nurse!" A swordsman said in a trembling voice, holding the sword in his hand, and let out a wild roar from his mouth.

With a "bell", the majestic monk's spear swept against the swordsman's sword, shaking him back alive. At the same time, he was caught fire by the opposing musketeers, and was wounded in many places, and the damage number kept floating from his head.

"Monk, take your own medicine!" The light smile roared with a soft voice, and the golden light on the slender hand appeared, and the treatment and healing continued to pull blood.

Liuyue Feihuo retreated with his guns in his hands, and said with an unwilling expression: "I am the only one who is remote, and I can't get rid of their musketeers and hunters in seconds." ”

Lu Yun looked at a few people behind the funeral flower, only one swordsman and samurai stood in front of him, followed by three musketeers and two hunters. "Spitfire, you attack the same target as me, monk, let's rush together. Kill the few people in their rear, and the people in front of them will be surrounded by us. As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed forward.

The musketeer fired a salvo, and three bullets came whizzing, all of which hit Lu Yun, but it was like tickling, and a light smile in the rear pulled back the qi and blood for Lu Yun.

"Rush, kill them!" With a flick of his spear, he struck the swordsman and struck him several paces backwards, slamming him into a musketeer behind him, nearly knocking him down.

"Well done!" Lu Yun made a mistake and cut over from the left side of the majesty, "Feihuo, aim for this!" With a loud cry, the sentinel's sword lifted the glow of the falling moon and slashed fiercely at the shoulders of a musketeer. The Flowing Moon Flying Fire fired at the same time, and "Woo" shot a headshot, and a glowing musket fell next to the corpse. The remaining two musketeers took their muskets and ran away.

Lu Yun looked back, the majestic warrior who fought the opponent alone, with a light smile to help, there was no danger at all. Leaning down, trying to pick up the musket. Suddenly, a hand burst out of the air and grabbed the musket.

"Tsk, after waiting for a long time, it's finally worth the trip!" A strange laugh rang out, and the ghost saw that sorrow appeared in the middle of the battlefield. He grabbed the musket, leaped backwards with a "bluff", turned and fled with strange steps.

"MD, hell see!" Seeing him go away, Lu Yun gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the warrior who was fighting against the mighty wind, and flew up and kicked him in the arm, knocking him to the ground. Then, the mighty monk's spear pierced the opponent's heart, killing him.

With a pop, Lu Yun received a message from the ghost: "Brother Sword Shuai, I have already sent you a lot of equipment." Now it's just a matter of getting one piece back, and there are a lot of handsome brothers looking at the sword! ”

Lu Yun ignored him, and looked around, in the front formation, the iron-blooded people kept falling to the ground, and the number was getting smaller and smaller. Although Lao Xu, Wind Wuchen and others are veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, the strength of the other people in the Iron Blood Family is not strong, and they are inferior in numbers, and the battle situation is taking a sharp turn for the worse, and they must be supported immediately!

Lu Yun squinted his eyes, swept through the crowd of funeral flowers, and saw that the ghost king was taking the place of Wang Shijie at the moment, directing the battle. If you want to turn defeat into victory, the only way to kill the core of the ghost king is to kill it, and at that time, the funeral flowers will be chaotic! Carrying his sword, he rushed towards the Ghost King desperately.

With a "bang", Lao Xu's shield knocked over a swordsman, and he saw Lu Yun rushing up in a flash, and said in a loud voice: "Sword Shuai, they have a musketeer who is red, you go and kill it and wash away the sin!" ”

Lu Yun nodded, it is equally important to wash away the sin! With a sharp eye, he found the red-named musketeer in the crowd, checked his status, and the Falling Moon Slash skill had cooled down, and the timing was just right!

"Rustling ......" The shadow of his feet flew over, and Lu Yun rushed towards the red-named musketeer with his sword.

"Spitfire, cover the sword handsome!" With a light smile, he followed behind Lu Yun with his long hair flying and his clothes fluttering.

Flowing Moon Flying Fire nodded, raised his gun and fired at the Funeral Flowers' position, trying his best to suppress their ranged attacks.

"Brush!" The sword light flashed, and Lu Yun killed a swordsman, crashed through the wall of the people who buried the flowers, and approached the red musketeer with murderous intent in his eyes. When the musketeer found out, he immediately withdrew, and kept turning around to shoot, trying to stop Lu Yun from approaching him.

Suddenly, Lao Xu suddenly came over and blocked the red musketeer, and the shield in his hand slammed into his head, knocking him unconscious.

"Do it!"

When Lao Xu's voice sounded, Lu Yun risked several injuries and suddenly rushed to the side of the musketeer, slashing at the falling moon and killing him in seconds!

Ding, the system prompts: Since you killed a red player, the guilt value is -1!

Raising his hand for a first-aid technique, Lu Yun immediately replenished 602 points of qi and blood for himself. A golden light like a star entered his body, and he replied with 389 points, "Sword Shuai, be careful!" A light smile conveyed care through the members of the funeral flowers.

The eyes of the members of the funeral flower fell on the body of the light smile, and now she was separated from Lu Yun, and there was only one person by her side, and several melee soldiers all smirked and pounced on the light smile.

"Run!" The majestic roared and stood in front with his spear. "Woohoo!" A few bullets hit him, and half of his blood was suddenly gone. He sneered at the top of the wind, took two swordsmen to the bag, and the three swords came out together, cutting the majesty to the ground.

Seeing the majestic fall, Lu Yun secretly hated that he had just left them behind in order to kill the red name, leaving them without protection. Silver Fang clenched, and turned back with his sword to chase and kill Dingfeng and the others. However, Dingfeng and the others were already red-eyed, and they were determined to kill Qianxiao, not caring about the situation behind them, the three musketeers and the four samurai chased and killed Qianxiao like seven mad dogs.

"Phew!" Liuyue Feihuo covered Light Smile with a musket, but he couldn't catch it, two samurai launched a rushing attack, the head of the spear was pierced, and Light Smile's blood volume was empty in an instant. "Don't ......" She glanced back at Lu Yun and wanted to tell him not to come, but she couldn't speak.

The shallow smile slowly fell in Lu Yun's eyes, and Lu Yunfa scolded fiercely: "The dog said that the wind and urine are ten!" "Desperately rushing into the top wind of the seven, the sentry sword slammed into the top wind urin.

“-501！”

A puddle of blood sprinkled on Lu Yun's body, blurring his eyes, and on both sides, two swords and four spears pierced into his body together, bringing up a red number! He gritted his teeth and launched a combo state, the sword wind was dense, and the blade of the sword slashed through the body of the top wind again and again.

“-498！”

“-505！”

"Armor Piercing 552!"

"The second ......" scolded against the wind, and his body fell softly.

"Bell!" Lu Yun blocked a swordsman's attack, looked at his state, and his blood volume was still more than 500, but the first aid technique was still cooling.

He's dead!

Therefore, he did not expect to escape from the encirclement, and the sentry sword slashed at the swordsman's neck, bringing a "fatal 1002" damage. A sword, four spears stabbed his body again, taking away his qi and blood. He clung to the swordsman and fell reluctantly.

Just when the swordsman thought he was surviving, a bullet hit him in the head, and the Flowing Moon Flying Fire completed the harvest!

"Sword Shuai has exploded!"

Next to Lu Yun's corpse, a sword glowing with a blue glimmer lay quietly on the ground. A samurai shouted excitedly and reached out to pick it up.

"Bluff!" Cang Yan suddenly flashed at this time, the ring of cold burst out from his body, and the movements of the funeral flower members slowed down, but the sword that was about to arrive in his hand could not be touched for a long time.

"Get out of here!" Lao Xu rushed up, shook his hand and fanned the warrior with his shield, stepped on the sword with one foot, and glared coldly, like a killing god, he scared a warrior back two steps alive.