By now, the group of Qingtian can no longer be called retreating, but desperately fleeing.

The tintin magic crystal is all used up, and there is not a single slag left; There is not much poison left on a sunny day, and leaving zuihou a little is slowing down the rhythm of the future, and all kinds of bomb props on everyone's body are basically exhausted.

With 1V3 as the center, the righteous chivalry, the toilet fast chicken master, and the big basket steamed dumplings form a protective wall in the back row to attract all kinds of arrows and magic damage from the pursuers, and Qianqian is desperately putting the holy light to add blood and defense to everyone, and the only counterattack liliang is Yuanfei's SVD rifle and Kiki's wind spell.

The archers behind entered the firing range, and Yuan Fei split his head and covered his face with a burst of random shooting, not seeking to kill but must shoot the pursuers back, there were charging soldiers and assassins rushing up, Kiki is a large-scale wind and dust storm, which can not be seconds, aiming to delay the vision and footsteps of the pursuers.

Looking at the large group of meat shield warriors in the tower square, the heart of the righteous chivalrous style is gradually sinking, she knows that this time it may be difficult for her two groups of people to escape according to Jihua, this pile of meat She can see at a glance that they are all fierce people above level 50, I am afraid that even she can't move.

But she didn't dare to say this, she was afraid of affecting everyone's morale.

Sometimes a strong enemy is not terrible, but what is terrible is that your own people are in chaos first.

Covered in blood, the 1v3 ran to the front row of the line, brandishing the golden greatsword "Dangdang" to block the arrows as dense as a rainstorm, and on the 5th to 7th floors of the tower, there were more than 20 archers hiding behind the windows to cast cold arrows.

It's okay for him to hit an arrow casually, but the beauties can't take an arrow.

"Bang" a shocking gunshot. The mad dog dragon pulled the bolt and threw the shell at a high speed, and Yan Yuhua's two willow eyebrows were almost crapped into a straight line: "6th floor, 3rd window, prepare for 3 seconds, 3, 2, 1, hit-"

The muzzle of the Yin Gun erupted a large tongue of fire, and one of the windows on the sixth floor of the tower was torn apart, and the archer who fired the most powerful arrows fell in response.

Yan Yuhua's observation is particularly detailed: "12 hugs, the 7th window from the left, the ice bowman, I count 5 times, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, hit--"

"Bang--"

The mad dog dragon's body shook violently, the bullets whistled away, the tiger's claws directly smashed the window, and the ice archers who were still holding arrows were on fire all over their bodies, and they were burned and wailed immediately.

Yan Yuhua Allure spoke very quickly: "The 9th floor, the first fan on the right, the magic archer, he is very cunning." Don't hit people. Aim for the glass lamp above his head. ”

A bead of sweat ran down the side of the mad dog dragon's face, and he was now not only nervous like never before, but all the energy in his body was focused on his eyes.

He now felt his body, with only eyes, fingers, and heart remaining.

The crosshairs were locked on the first window on the 9th floor like a deadly cutting line, and the magic archer was indeed very cunning. He had long since discovered that there were accomplices on the ground covered by weapons of high fire in this building.

He can't shoot the people in the building. However, he can shoot fan-shaped magic arrows to attack the ground. And his method is very clever, squatting under the window, standing up and not aiming after setting up nine arrows. On a sunny day with a sense of the ground, they rained down with a rain of arrows, and then quickly crouched down.

These magic arrows are very wounded, mixed with a variety of magic effects: fire, freezing, strong light, paralysis, and 1V3 feels soreness after carrying a few arrows.

"Hurry up, Xiaozheng and they can't carry it a few times." Yan Yuhua urged anxiously.

The Mad Dog Dragon didn't shoot because it was very difficult to aim at the large chandelier above the magic archer, and the crosshair kept shaking after the 4x mirror was turned on.

This is not a problem with his unsteady hands, and the common problem with using a large magnification lens, once you aim too far, the pulse beats will cause the muzzle to beat, which is not visible to the naked eye, but the scope can make you feel it personally.

"We left after this shot, someone came upstairs, and there were a lot of people coming!" Yan Yuhua Allure obviously sensed it.

The Mad Dog Dragon looked at it for a moment and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang--"

The bullet was finally discharged, but Yan Yuhua overestimated the mad dog dragon's marksmanship, and although the bullet hit the chandelier, it did not shoot down the lamp as expected.

The bullet hit the lower part of the lamp, and the lamp was reduced to countless fragments on the spot, and did not fall and hit the archer.

The archer was also very alert, and when he saw that the other party was hitting the lamp, he immediately understood the sinister intentions of the other party, and he quickly stood up and ran towards the gate.

As his hand turned the lock, there was a muffled grunt in his throat, and a jet-black steel arrow silently pierced through the back of his head and then out of his forehead, and then fell limply to the ground.

"Good arrows!" Yan Yuhua was surprised and delighted.

The Mad Dog Dragon also reacted immediately, not knowing where the Lan Yao Heavenly Blade was putting the cold arrow, this arrow was accurate and fast, and the key was that it was silent and without any warning.

The up and down of the tower quickly felt the power of the archers, especially the players in the square, a group of meat shields were actually killed by the most ordinary multi-shot consecutive shots, all of them hit the forehead with one arrow, but no one could see where the arrow flew from.

None of the archers in the tower dared to raise their heads in the windows now, and the rest of the warriors had also burrowed into the tower.

The problem is that the support of Lan Yao Heavenly Blade came a little late, and the pursuers behind have already pounced, all of them are a bunch of assassins, and the strength of the outfit is not strong, but the problem is that there are more than ten people in the first batch of people who come up, and this distance is already less than 20 meters.

Da Long Steamed Dumplings wiped the blood from her face, looked back at the approaching pursuers, she didn't even say a word, dragged her heavy sword suddenly out of formation, and bravely recharged towards the group of assassins.

"Sister Da Cage, don't do it!" Qianqian exclaimed.

"You're crazy, come back!" 1V3 roared.

"You!" The righteous chivalrous style is also stupid.

"Ah――――――h

The whole square reverberated with the mighty shouts of steamed dumplings, which was really majestic and stirring.

Soon she was surrounded by a sword light and sword shadow, during which the assassin's clone, the dust stirred up by the sword light, and the mage's ice wall and sea of fire were completely mixed, and the specific battle situation was not clear at all.

The fight lasted for about half a minute, and the righteous chivalrous style almost burst into tears.

Da Long Steamed Dumplings were bleeding all over her body, and she could no longer see her heroic appearance, and seven or eight warrior assassins with various weapons formed a circle and surrounded her in the center.

It's just that no one dares to make a rash move anymore, and the heroism and courage of this female warrior are truly terrifying.

With a "whoosh", a black-clothed assassin flashed behind her back, quickly plunged a pair of wrist blades into her shoulder, and she didn't care whether she was dead or alive, and turned angrily and slashed out with a sword.

The assassin's head immediately exploded with blood, and he hugged his head and let out a terrible scream.

The steamed dumplings were stabbed out with another sword, and the black tip of the sword drilled out of the assassin's back, and this time he couldn't even scream.

"Uhh

She drew her heavy sword again, gasping and laughing: "Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The laughter sounded unusually eerie and terrifying, like a ghost shrricoding.

"Earn another one, it's worth it!" Da Long Steamed Dumplings roared angrily: "The people of my Eastern Dynasty don't have a bad seed, come on!" ”

This roar came out, and another sword light and sword shadow completely overwhelmed her, and when everyone ran to the first floor of the tower, this time even Yuan Fei's eyes were red.

He had the best vision of this group of people, and at the moment, what he saw was at least three swords and two pairs of wrist blades piercing from the chest, throat, and ribs of Da Long Steamed Dumplings, and Da Long Steamed Dumplings did not snort until he died, and the corpse fell to the ground and was trampled on.

"Hold on for two minutes, I'll be there right away, don't run around!" The voice of the mad dog dragon came from the sound box.

There were enemies on the tower, enemies in front, and enemies in the back, and although the Blue Blade could shock the strong enemies in the tower, how could they hold out for two minutes on a sunny day?

Looking at another round of chasing soldiers, the cold wind swept across the 1V3's face, but his expression was even more resolute at this moment.

"Ergou, are you afraid?" 1V3 turned his head to look at the fast chicken master who lived in the toilet, and he rarely didn't swear.

Brother, how could the fast chicken master in the toilet not hear the meaning of the 1V3 tone, he nodded and said, "What do you say?" ”

1V3 sighed: "Believe in cucumbers, let's let the women go first, the old men shouldn't cower in zuihou." ”

The toilet fast chicken master pinched his fist gloves and looked ahead very calmly: "The two of us brothers are on the road together, and we can stand as long as we can!" It's a big deal, a level 10 and level 8, whoever instigates it is an egg! ”

"Good! Walk! "1V3 picked up the golden greatsword.

"Let's get on it!" The toilet fast, the chicken master also rushed up.

This time, no one exclaimed or persuaded them, because everyone knew that these two people were determined to fight back and fight for the remaining women to delay a little time, which was fighting for their lives and exchanging their lives for time.

In this group, it was the two of them who were the highest and most powerful, but they left the hope of survival to the weaker ones.

Everyone else clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

It is still a large cloud of swords and swords that cannot be seen clearly, or a mixture of ice, fire, thunder and lightning, or the figures of countless people mixed together.

1 minute later, 1V3 and the toilet fast chicken master stood back to back, they were facing a denser and larger encirclement than the one faced by Da Long Steamed Dumplings just now, and the inner and outer three layers were impassable.

Unless they are top experts, no one can escape from such an encirclement.

1V3 looked up to the sky for a while: "Scumbags, come up, it's my son who doesn't dare to come up, and it's my grandson who is behind me, haha!" ”

Sure enough, someone couldn't stand his foul language, a female warrior came up like a whirlwind, and as soon as the big knife in her hand was waved, the toilet fast chicken master threw her to the ground with lightning speed, and the two rolled on the ground for a while, and the others didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately when they saw this, and 1V3 took advantage of this opportunity to rush into the depths of the enemy camp.

Anyway, he is an armored warrior, and he can withstand the fight, as the fast chicken master of the toilet said: You can stand as long as you can in the enemy formation! (To be continued......)