In the battlefield filled with gunpowder, the three people of the Flying Feather Squad were like a sharp knife, deeply inserted into the camp of the two major guilds, just now Wang Mo and Yan Ember used all their strength to cast magic, and they had completely frightened these people, the original complete formation was now chaotic, and the mage did not dare to cast spells, for fear that they would blow up their own people.

But after all, the other party is a player of the two major guilds, in this chaotic battlefield, occasionally you can still gather a small wave of power, and there are definitely many players who try to attack Wang Mo, and occasionally seize the opportunity, there will still be arrows and magic flying out, but these attacks can't shake Aragorn, let alone Wang Mo with a shield.

Unless the other party gathers a large number of manpower to attack in a cluster, this formation will not pose a threat to Wang Mo and them, and it is only a matter of time before they kill seven in and seven out.

But now that Starfall has hung up, Starfall has completely stopped paying attention to self-preservation, and he doesn't release his soul, but just watches the audience from the perspective of death, and at the same time gives several orders in the team channel.

Just now, only a few minutes passed from Wang Mo's release of the Arcane Judgment to the encirclement with Aragorn, and the two major guilds that were completely disrupted by the Body of Flames and the Arcane Judgment were unable to organize an effective counterattack, and occasionally gathered a wave of manpower was quickly wiped out by Wang Mo, and it was impossible to do anything at all, so they could rush in so boldly.

But under the coordination of Starfall, the entire Fallen Stars and Desperate Hand players will soon organize a powerful counterattack, and how to deal with this wave of counterattack is the key.

Aragorn is like a heavy tank, rampage through the crowd, but the two sides of this battle, after all, the difference in numbers is too great, Aragorn needs to bear more and more damage, faith and piety are gradually a little bit unbearable, more players of the two guilds recovered from the panic, and tried every means to start attacking them!

"Tianfei, you sneak over to find Ember, can you do it?" Wang Mo turned his head and said, the figure of the shadow next to him flashed, and the dagger instantly penetrated the leather armor of a hunter.

"No problem." You Ying pulled out his dagger, entered a stealth state and drilled towards the center of the battlefield, two magic flew towards him, and Wang Mo suddenly aimed at one of the spells and cast a dissolving magic.

The fireball flew in mid-air and quickly disintegrated and dissipated, and another ice bomb also flew into the air, landing in the pile of people and suddenly bursting into a cloud of ice mist, and the speed of the surrounding players suddenly slowed down.

"I'm rubbing, who throws magic, don't you see so many people, and dare to throw spells!"

"That's right! I'm rubbing, the people of the flying feather are coming! ”

Aragorn stuck a one-handed sword in his back, turned his hand to remove the heavy tower shield, put it in front of him, and smashed a fierce shield blow on a warrior, the opponent spurted out a mouthful of blood, took several steps back in a row, and turned into a white light and came back to life!

Two fireballs in a row roared and tore through the air, smashing heavily on Aragorn's shield, bursting into a series of crackling sparks, the sword man took two steps back in a row, and then raised his sword, a golden light suddenly flashed on the sword's body, and Aragorn roared angrily and swung his sword to slash out a sword qi, tearing seven or eight players in a straight line to pieces.

Two shadows appeared behind the devout faith, a dagger and a one-handed sword attacked him at the same time, the body of the pious faith suddenly glowed with a rich golden light, opened the holy shield, and then he pulled out the mace on his waist, and turned around to be a shining holy light blow, which smashed heavily on the body of a thief.

The golden light flickered suddenly, and the thief was knocked away with a thud, turning into white light in midair.

Too much! Wang Mo pursed his lips, there were still too many people on the other side, and with their indomitable momentum and sufficient combat power at the beginning, they were able to kill all sides in the two guild camps that had endured two super ultimates, but when the players on the other side ensured that they would not be in danger, then no matter what, everyone's goal was to kill them.

There are still more than 3,000 people left, if they are determined to kill Wang Mo and them, it will be dangerous!

"Cluster attack! People who don't have a battle sequence speed back away! Starfall roared in the team channel.

Most of the players in the chaos subconsciously drilled into the crowd next to them, revealing mages standing in the crowd, the air was filled with a strong smell of burning, and surging fireballs roared towards them, Wang Mo took a step forward and crossed Aragorn and raised his staff.

Magic Missile Chain!

Wang Mo's staff tip flickered, and nine blue arcane bullets were shot out in a row, colliding with the fireball technique in mid-air with lightning speed, arcane and flames were constantly intertwined, and waves of air erupted in the air, Wang Mo stood in place, the storm lifted his cloak, and constantly sent out magic missiles!

The dozen or so mages of the Fallen Stars and the Hand of Despair continued to chant magic, and successively shot one magic after another towards the three people of Flying Feather, and no matter how many were issued, Wang Mo stood there and blocked them all with his own strength, using arcane missiles!

Magic collision seems easy, to grasp the flight trajectory of the fireball technique, and to deal with the magic of more than a dozen people in a row, where is it so easy, this is almost Wang Mo's limit.

The players who didn't dare to step forward with weapons in their hands next to them stood there and watched the magic melody fight spells with more than a dozen mages on their own, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Wang Mo waved his staff and shot out three magic missiles, blocking the three fireball spells in the air, and then seized the opportunity to swing out with his left hand, and a huge dark blue mage's hand knocked the two mages away with a bang.

The huge mage's hand successfully caused a panic in the mage's queue, Wang Mo's pupils shrank, the staff connected to the void, and an arcane concussion and percussion technique were launched, and the air fluctuations smashed directly and heavily on the bodies of the mages.

"Poof!" The heavy pressure caused these mages to vomit blood and fly out of the sky as if they had been hit hard, and most of the mages directly turned into white light in mid-air, and the spell array had been broken.

Wang Mo was just about to cast another spell bombardment, but a group of hunters and mages came out of the crowd again, standing in place and preparing to attack again.

Wang Mo took a step back indifferently, Aragorn suddenly raised his shield, let out a heavy buzzing sound, and then a huge golden light swelled up, raising a huge light tower shield in front of Wang Mo and the three of them.

Shield Wall!

The arrows rained down like a storm, forming a dense rain of arrows that clanged against the tower shield, and after the initial time of invincibility had passed, Aragorn soon began to shed blood, and his faith religiously held his staff and continued to perform healing spells.

"If there are more and more of them, the shield wall will not be able to withstand it!" Aragorn gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on to the tower shield, the rain of arrows in front of him, and the occasional wave of magic tearing through the air and slamming heavily against the shield wall.

"It's okay." Wang Mo and Faith Pious glanced at each other, and Faith Pious nodded.

This thrilling scene fell in the eyes of the people who watched the battle in the Cross Rose, and they couldn't help but sweat for them, although they were impressed by Fei Yu's combat power, but everyone knew that once Lu Dao was coordinated by more than 3,000 people to attack in a cluster, Fei Yu would definitely not be able to bear it, and in this case, the other party had obviously begun to form a battle formation.

"President, aren't we going to do it?" The battery hunter shot a shot, standing beside Heaven to the left, asked.

"Wait, they're not exhausted." Heaven said confidently to the left.

Wang Mo and Aragorn were back to back, they were already surrounded from all sides because they were rushing too deep at this time, and if there were hunters throwing a wave of clusters across the crowd at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

What Wang Mo wants is chaos, and he can't let them form a battle formation! And for a mage, causing chaos is simple.

Wang Mo stood in place, looked at his equipment and spell list, and began to chant a phantom sound technique, the illusion sound technique was just a small spell in the fifth-level spell, the difficulty was not high, and the casting time was very short.

The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, one side of the barren land was in flames, the other side was like arrows, Starfall almost didn't care about the casualties of his own people anymore, it was a completely covering blow, Aragorn's shield wall had reached its limit, and the duration was about to expire.

At this moment, the air in the sky suddenly fluctuated, and a deafening roar filled the audience, but it did not cause much fluctuation in the chaotic battlefield, but soon, a small black dot gradually appeared in the sky.

"I rub, what's that?" Suddenly, a player pointed to the sky and shouted,

Countless people raised their heads, but they were almost shattered by the scene they saw, a huge monster flew through the sky, this monster was covered in scales and armor, and its long tail continued to tear the air, making a deafening sound, and then he raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

Dragon! Most players wondered if they were mistaken, but when they rubbed their eyes and saw that the wyvern was still in front of them, they quickly swooped down on the ground—

"I'm grass! Dragon! Dragon! The battle formation that Starfall had painstakingly organized was chaotic again, these people didn't know where a dragon flew from, but in front of the dragon, no one could remain calm.

The players who had already begun to attack Wang Mo and them were breathing heavily to suppress the urge to escape, while gritting their teeth and constantly attacking, but the formations around them had become more and more chaotic, and players of various professions began to constantly obstruct their actions.

At this moment, the light on the staff of faith and piety flickered, and suddenly burst into golden ripples, and then a raindrop-like divine light rose in the air, enveloping the three people of Feiyu, Wang Mo's physical strength and blood volume began to rise rapidly, and at the same time, there were several more states on their bodies.

Sacred Realm!

In the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, a golden shield wall stood tall, and the dazzling golden light continued to flutter, firmly protecting the three people of Feiyu, which was very spectacular!

Wang Mo stood in the crowd, he used the illusion technique to continuously create roaring sounds and breaking sounds in the sky, and then began to guide a projection technique, creating the fake flying dragon, but others didn't know the list of spells of Wang Mo, and even the players who knew the magic of the Dao projection technique were very few, so as soon as the flying dragon came out, everyone was completely out of control.

He didn't create a dragon, because it wasn't realistic, and it was possible for a wild wyvern to appear in such a place, but it would be too fake to have a noble dragon.

This illusion can't last long, and it can't bluff the other party for too long, but his purpose has been achieved.

The three of Feiyu are still standing in the battlefield, three phantoms swirling in the sky, the shield wall, the holy light, the flying dragon, each of the three powers is enough to make all players look up.

On the other side of the battlefield, Ember held the staff in his hand and rushed all the way to the center of the battlefield, he was completely inferior to Wang Mo in terms of ability, but in terms of explosive power, he was stronger than Wang Mo, and the direction of Ember's skills was not to continue fighting, it was completely full of flames and violent outbursts.

It's not that no one has tried to organize an effective cluster strike to deal with the "fragile" mage of Yan Ash, but any player has almost only time to protect himself in front of Yan Ash, compared to Wang Mo's various spells, although there are many spells in Yan Ash, most of them are various forms of attack spells.

Fireball! Flame Blast! Fireballs! Blazing Orb! Resist the Ring of Fire! Flame Charge! Ground Explosion! Wait, in the large-scale battle, Ember used his endless fire spells to suppress the players of the two major guilds, and he almost couldn't just drop his weapon and escape.

Ember waved his hand to disperse a wisp of flame in his hand, and there were no more players around him at this time, and there were groups of players forming a battle formation in the distance, and the defensive warrior was holding a shield in front of him, approaching him little by little.

Ember smiled bitterly and sighed, the King of Flames is a human being, not a god, after a series of outbursts, his mana and physical strength have been exhausted, and all his skills have fallen into cooldown, so to speak, Ember has run out of oil.

"Ember, don't be reluctant, I've already asked You Ying to pick you up, seize the opportunity and leave first." Wang Mo's voice came from the team channel.

Ember grinned, looking at the last few powerful spells in his spell list, the white feathers on his cloak had been blackened by the smoke, and Ember's red hair swayed in the wind like a raging flame.

Fallen stars, desperate hands, your Uncle Ember is hanging here, and it can't make you feel at ease.

Ember was covered with raging flames again, surging flames flew and swirled around him, and the players around him nervously clenched their weapons, what kind of tricks are going to be done by this crazy fire method, they don't have many ranged professions here, hunters and mages are bombarded by Ember first.

Ember turned into a roaring flame and rushed towards the crowd, but at that moment, the crowd suddenly separated, revealing a mysterious player in a black robe.

Death is bleak! Yan Ember was also slightly stunned, and then showed a satisfied smile, at this moment, the sky suddenly sprinkled arrows like rain, Yan Ember who was on the way was shocked, and was instantly pierced by the arrows all over his body, the amount of blood was consistent to the end, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and his burning eyes dimmed.

"Killed one." Death looked indifferently at the ember who was half-kneeling on the ground, and took a screenshot of the picture, and the players around him were also relieved.

This crazy fire method finally drained his strength and killed him.

Death turned around, wanting to go over and continue to participate in the battle on Wang Mo's side.

"Whoosh-" A red light suddenly bloomed on Ember's body, and the dazzling red light quickly spread, the ground rumbled and shook, and the death gray stood still, turned around, and what caught his eye was a red light that destroyed the world, and the tide gradually covered the entire world-

With the embers as the center, a dazzling red light bloomed, and then turned into raging flames, swept wildly, overwhelmingly drowning a large number of players of the two major guilds in the sea of fire, and the power of this time was almost no less than the arcane trial just now! White light rose one after another, and a furious sea of fire raged wildly at the cost of the death of the Ember.

Before Death Grey could even turn on the phase shift, it was directly engulfed in a roaring sea of fire......

On the other side, the shield wall in front of Aragorn gradually dissipated, and the sacred realm could not support it for long, Wang Mo glanced at the team interface, prompting the news that Yan Ember had died, and sighed helplessly.

This guy is just too competitive.

Yan Ash's killing figure has reached five hundred and thirteen, which has surpassed Wang Mo again, and this time Yan Ember has used all the skills that can be used, but Wang Mo still has some reservations, and there are some spells that can still be used.

He also had a time of calming down, flashing spells, and many of the skills that came with his equipment, all of which he hadn't used yet.

The wyvern in the sky was still roaring, and someone had already noticed the clues, and every time the wyvern dived, it never touched the player, and it was quickly revealed.

The sea of fire, the flying dragon, the shield wall, the holy light, and the shadow of wandering in the crowd from time to time to harvest people's lives, it is hard to imagine that the scene of more than 3,000 players dying and coming back to life is the handiwork of a small team.

Wang Mo looked at the shield wall that slowly dissipated, feeling the gradually weakening holy light, Wang Mo's eyes flickered, interrupting the guidance of the projection technique, the flying dragon in the sky automatically dissipated after roaring, and he took out a scroll from his backpack.

A scroll of instant arcane judgment!

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(The second shift is coming, and the third shift is coming later...... I have been hammering this chapter from noon to now, and I have a fever because of the cold of the ghost tragedy...... Personally, I feel that this chapter is substandard.,Now it's really no blood and no passion...... I'm sorry. ）

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