Chapter 165: The Altar of the Island Country

Looking at these players with an indifferent face, Lin Qiuhan paused word by word, "We are, Huaxia."

Lin Qiuhan said slowly, and behind, Ye Tong and the others couldn't help but straighten their waists at this moment, their faces were irrepressibly excited, born in this ancient country, they were all proud to be Chinese, and proud.

In the long history, this ancient country has suffered too many injuries, but it has survived tenaciously, and no matter when, she stands tall in the forest of the world without falling.

Hearing Lin Qiuhan's voice, at this moment, if these island country players don't react again, it will really be an IQ suppression.

"Do it."

However, Lin Qiuhan did not give these island players too many opportunities to react.

The voice sounded again, and Lin Qiuhan's figure had already disappeared in place.

"You ......"

Looking at the rusty short sword on his throat with an unwilling face, the island country player who had told Lin Qiuhan before slowly turned into a white light, leaving a wreckage and disappearing in place.

The figure continued to move rapidly, and Lin Qiuhan immediately rushed towards the next player.

At the same time, on the side, the elven swordsman Cole also moved quickly in the crowd, the long sword in his hand froze, and as a white light disappeared, he immediately rushed to the next player.

Behind, Ye Tong and the others were not idle, and the moment Lin Qiuhan's voice sounded, everyone immediately rushed to these island country players and met an opponent respectively.

In the face of the unexpected attack of Lin Qiuhan and others, these island players did not have much chance to react at all, and in just the first encounter, dozens of island players turned into white light and disappeared into the field.

"Cold Night Charm."

Glancing back at the cold night charm in the crowd, there was no need for Lin Qiuhan to say anything, the cold night charm immediately understood what Lin Qiuhan meant, and immediately moved towards Lin Qiuhan's side.

Quickly solve the surrounding island country players, Lin Qiuhan's strength at this time, against these island country players, is tantamount to a wolf into a flock, every attack is a direct kill, this is not an equal battle in itself.

"Big brother."

A delicate voice sounded, and the cold night charm appeared beside Lin Qiuhan.

Nodding slightly, Lin Qiuhan didn't speak, his eyes fell on the territory not far away, with a cold night charm, Lin Qiuhan and the two of them rushed forward quickly.

Behind, there was an elven swordsman Cole in the field to take care of him, and Lin Qiuhan didn't worry much about these players. Even if someone hangs up, they can be resurrected.

Seeing Lin Qiuhan's power, and seeing Lin Qiuhan rushing towards him and the others, these island country players couldn't raise the slightest idea of making a move, and they all quickly avoided in horror.

It seems that every time Lin Qiuhan takes a step forward, these island country players are forced out of the way under Lin Qiuhan's powerful momentum.

These island players did not resist, and Lin Qiuhan did not catch up, the goal of his trip was to destroy this territory, not just to solve these island players, which is more important, Lin Qiuhan really knew in his heart.

Compared with most players, the strength of the cold night charm is still very strong, but unfortunately, following Lin Qiuhan's side, the cold night charm has no chance to make a move at all, as soon as these players see Lin Qiuhan, they can't fight at all, and they just run away. This made Leng Yemei feel both happy and helpless, and her mood could be said to be very complicated.

Without encountering any resistance, Lin Qiuhan rushed into this territory very smoothly. The gate of the territory was still some distance away from Lin Qiuhan's location, however, in order not to waste time, Lin Qiuhan and Leng Yemei jumped directly over the wall.

These earthen walls made of dirt are not high, and their main function is only to resist the attacks of the surrounding monsters, so Lin Qiuhan and Cold Night Charm easily overturned.

Quickly rushed towards the altar in the middle of the territory, and at the same time, Lin Qiuhan did not forget to look at the territory in front of him.

His eyes swept over, and then, Lin Qiuhan saw more than a dozen people standing around the altar, all of whom were holding weapons in their hands, staring at Lin Qiuhan and Cold Night Charm who entered the territory with an unkind face, looking like they were defending the altar and wanting to do their best.

Seeing these people, he was slightly stunned, Lin Qiuhan knew that these dozen people were definitely not players, but should be NPCs in the game.

Judging from the reactions of those island country players just now, Lin Qiuhan knew that these island country players did not understand the true role of the altar at all, and the dozen or so people in front of him were waiting for it, obviously knowing the role of the altar very well. And this can only be known to those who built the altar.

"Night Charm, these people are all NPCs, just defeat them later, don't let them die."

Turning his head to look at the cold night charm beside him, Lin Qiuhan said lightly.

Although it is rare to fight anything with Lin Qiuhan, but for the situation of the territory, Leng Yemei and the others are also very clear, hearing Lin Qiuhan say this, she naturally immediately understood what Lin Qiuhan meant, and immediately nodded lightly, "Well, I know." ”

While speaking, Lin Qiuhan and Cold Night Charm had already rushed to the front of the territory.

No nonsense, these dozen NPCs rushed straight up.

With a thought in his heart, Lin Qiuhan put away the short sword in his hand, and rushed forward with his fist.

"Bang."

Compared to these NPCs, Lin Qiuhan at this time was much stronger in terms of speed and strength, and before he could react, Lin Qiuhan's fist had already landed on the abdomen of the guy at the front.

"Uh......"

With a scream, this NPC fell directly to the ground, holding his stomach and convulsing in pain, although he would not kill these NPCs, it was still necessary to make these guys temporarily lose their strength.

Otherwise, with these guys to stop it, there will still be some trouble trying to destroy the altar. There are still a lot of two-headed snakes around the territory, and Lin Qiuhan naturally won't waste time.

The first NPC fell to the ground, and immediately after, Lin Qiuhan immediately appeared in front of the next NPC, and the same NPC fell in front of Lin Qiuhan with one punch after another.

On the side, seeing Lin Qiuhan's movements, Leng Yemei was not idle, and also put away the weapon in his hand, Leng Yemei waved his delicate pink fist and rushed up quickly.

Although Leng Yemei is a girl, and she looks relatively delicate, her strength may be much worse than Lin Qiuhan's, but compared to these NPCs, Leng Yemei's strength is still much stronger. When he made a move, although he didn't use a weapon, compared to Lin Qiuhan, Leng Yemei's attack was not much lighter.

Cold Night Charm naturally knew what Lin Qiuhan meant by doing this, although he couldn't kill these NPCs, he had to make these NPCs lose the power to fight back.

These NPCs all have weapons in their hands, but when they encounter Lin Qiuhan and Leng Yemei, the weapons in the hands of these people are also gone, and they can't play the slightest role at all.

In just a few minutes, Lin Qiuhan and Cold Night Charm were standing in front of the altar, and behind them, more than a dozen NPCs fell to the ground, moaning in pain.

Turning his head and glancing at Leng Yemei, the two of them nodded slightly at the same time.

The next moment, when Lin Qiuhan raised his hand, the rusty short sword and the ominous blade immediately appeared in Lin Qiuhan's hand again.

"Bang"

The short sword slashed through the air in an arc of light, and then landed fiercely on the altar in front of him.

There was a "click", and the next moment, a slight crack appeared visible to the naked eye on the altar.

"Qiang"

On the side, Leng Yemei was not idle, the short knife in his hand was raised, and Lin Qiuhan's attack also fell on this altar.

The altar was much stronger than Lin Qiuhan had imagined, but it couldn't withstand the constant attacks of Lin Qiuhan and Leng Yemei, and after dozens of attacks in a row, a big gap had already appeared on the side of the altar.

Even the flowing magic array on the altar had ant-like cracks, and the magic array loomed, and the light became very dim.

"Hurry up, everyone, don't let these two East Asians destroy the altar."

"Hurry up, you must keep the altar."

……

With a gurgling sound, he glanced back, and behind, dozens of island country players rushed back to the territory, rushing towards the altar like crazy, staring at Lin Qiuhan and Leng Yemei with a faint blood-colored light in their eyes, looking like they wanted to do their best.

Seeing the appearance of these island country players, Lin Qiuhan immediately reacted, obviously, he and the cold night ghost attacked the altar, and these island country players also heard the system's prompts, and only then did they realize the importance of the altar. Otherwise, it would not be possible to be in such a hurry.

Seeing these island country players rushing quickly, Lin Qiuhan's attack did not stop, and the short sword in his hand still smashed the altar here, making a crisp sound.

And every attack of Lin Qiuhan and Leng Yemei was like a giant hammer smashed into the chests of these island players, making the island players even more crazy.

One step, two steps, three steps, these island country players were red-eyed, running faster than the other, rushing to Lin Qiuhan, these island country players raised their weapons one after another, and they were about to attack.

"Be careful."

On the side, although he knew that Lin Qiuhan did this with the intention of doing so, such a scene still made Leng Yemei feel frightened, and subconsciously reminded him.

Without even glancing at these island players behind him, the corners of Lin Qiuhan's mouth instantly grinned, and a sneer flashed. didn't wait for the short swords in the hands of these island players to fall.

A flash of cold light swept by, piercing the sky, "sonorous"

A crisp impact sounded, and in Lin Qiuhan's hand, the rusty short sword fell in the middle of the magic array on the altar. Fiercely thrust on the altar, and at the same time, Lin Qiuhan's legs bent instantly, jumped up like lightning, and jumped forward.

Holding the short sword inserted in the altar, Lin Qiuhan flipped and flipped from the altar to the other side of the altar.

"Whoosh ......"

Later, the attacks of several island players brought a whirring wind, which was very powerful, but all failed.