Magic creeps!

Wang Yao looked at Mao Mao uncertainly, and at this time, with her as the center, the air had begun to distort in the scorching heat.

All Honor of Kings players should know that usually the melee minions are followed by a magic creature who is responsible for long-range attacks, and instead of hand-to-hand combat with the enemy with a sword and shield, they wield a staff and under the cover of their teammates, they hit the enemy like a sniper!

Wang Yao knew that Mao Mao was a magic soldier, but he had never seen Mao Mao use magic, and when he saw it today, it was like adding movie special effects, and the scene was very magical.

Hearing only a coquettish sound, Mao Mao's right hand suddenly waved, and the fireball in his hand suddenly drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and the high temperature rubbed against the air, bringing out a seeping whistling sound, and then the fireball accurately smashed into the center of a black soldier's chest.

Syllable! With a bang, the fire flew, and a scorching smell instantly rose in the air, and the black soldier snorted and fell on his back. The armor on his chest was red, like a soldering iron that had just been taken out of the furnace, and the fiery temperature of the fireball instantly burned through the heart under the enemy's armor and steamed it!

Kill with one move!

Wang Yao was stunned and glanced at Mao Mao, who was beginning to recondense the fireball, this damage was comparable to the bullets from the pistol!

If the comprehensive strength of Su An and Erda is the highest in the team, then in terms of the proportion of the total output damage, Mao Mao should be able to rank first.

The two do not conflict, to use a figurative analogy, Su An and Erda are equivalent to skilled tanks and auxiliaries, while Mao Mao is a fragile ADC mage, the two complement each other, in this case, it is difficult to say which of them is stronger, it can only be said that who is more prominent in a certain field.

At this time, the battle situation has gradually stabilized from the initial surprise, and Wang Yao, who has calmed down again, can roughly see the number of black soldiers, a total of 16 black soldiers are in ambush, from the battle to the present, 4 have fallen, and the remaining 12, although there are many people, but under the containment of his teammates, they slowly showed their defeat.

Erda was holding a shield, holding a long knife and fighting with the two black soldiers in full swing, you come and go, and the two black soldiers are completely incapable of killing him. Shi Liang and Ono faced seven black soldiers, with a huge disparity in numbers, but with their agile speed and tacit cooperation, they were like clever assassins, rushing left and right in the crowd, although they could not kill any enemy, but they also successfully restrained their advance.

The most perverted is the captain Su An, relying on his strong physique and rich fighting experience, one person is carrying three black soldiers, often the long knife in his hand is waved, and in the sonorous sound, the black soldiers who collide with it will stagger back and almost want to fall, but it is actually a steady victory.

And what about Mao? She is like those mages in a fantasy movie, safely unleashing deadly magic in the walls formed by the warriors, each thrown fireball is extremely accurate, and every time she strikes, an enemy is bound to fall in the fire screaming.

Shi Liang Ono cooperated to contain the large army, Erda and Su An slowly encroached on the peripheral parts, Mao Mao was responsible for sending reinforcements, they did not communicate at all, just like agreed in advance, everyone performed their duties, this terrible tacit understanding requires years of running-in, and complete trust between each other!

Wang Yao didn't know what the elite standard was, but he was sure that the seventeenth squad must be considered an elite level among the top soldiers, even if there was no him today, the team would definitely be able to kill this enemy army with tacit cooperation.

With another bang, a black soldier was tempted by Shi Liang's feint, showed a flaw, and was directly hit by a fireball and fell to the ground.

"Go kill that magic creep!" It seemed to be seen that the real backbone of the seventeenth squad lay in Mao Mao, a black soldier at the level of a captain shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a black soldier took advantage of the gap and jumped out of Shi Liang Ono's containment circle, it was a tall middle-aged man, he had a hideous face, raised his sword and rushed over with a roar.

Looking at the oncoming black soldiers, Wang Yao didn't even have time to be afraid, so he hurriedly held a shield in front of Mao Mao, his real task was to protect Mao Mao from being able to output the whole process.

Syllable!

In the explosion of gold and iron, the black soldier slashed at Wang Yao's shield with a knife, and actually sparked, Wang Yao only felt that the shield was like being hit by a boulder falling from a height.

Staggered back a few steps, Wang Yao covered his numb left hand, and looked at the middle-aged black soldier in shock, lying down! Actually slashed his shield with a single sword, this strength is too great, right?!

"Hey, stinky kid!" The corners of the middle-aged black soldier's mouth showed a bloodthirsty sneer, his eyes were full of disdain, as if he had eaten Wang Yao, and then rushed up again with a sword like a bison that had seen a red cloth!

"A group of stinky rats (Shu) will let Uncle Ben send you to hell!"

Feeling the power of the middle-aged black soldier's thick legs stepping on the ground, the murderous aura rushed to his face like substance, but Wang Yao was angry! Since coming into this world, he has faced nothing but the contempt and contempt of others. The rabbit is in a hurry to bite, and the clay man still has three points of anger! Who do you look down on?! Don't you know that the trick of taunting the protagonist generally doesn't end well!!

"Dogs look down on people!!" Suddenly there was a roar, and Wang Yao, who was aroused by the blood, grabbed the black sword with his backhand and slashed it head-on.

Sonor! With a bang, the swords collided, sparks splashed everywhere, and the two people who fought for the second time fell into the disadvantage, but they became the middle-aged black soldiers who were originally very rampant!

"What's ......?!" The middle-aged black soldier took a few big steps back, and looked at Wang Yao who suddenly seemed to be a different person in amazement.

Holding the black sword in his hand tightly, Wang Yao gasped heavily, but he felt that the anger in his heart not only did not subside because of this sword, but became even more intense as if he had poured a bucket of fire oil! Relying on the blessing of the power of the black sword, he pursued it like crazy, and these days, all those panicked and angry were all thrown into the black sword.

One sword, one sword, one sword!

Wang Yao hadn't learned any swordsmanship, he could only instinctively wave the black sword in his hand, venting all the anger and panic that had been suppressed for a long time on the body of this middle-aged black soldier, and beat him back and forth.

Slowly, Wang Yao's vision turned into a blood-red patch, but he didn't realize it, he just stared at the enemy in front of him, and struggled to greet the black sword in his hand to the enemy's fatal place!

On the other side, the middle-aged black soldier's heart was even more bitter.

What's going on with this kid?! I originally thought that he was just a fledgling recruit, and he was weak, but he didn't expect that his strength was much greater than that of a veteran who had fought for several years, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became! Every time the sword came down, the middle-aged black soldier felt that his tiger's mouth was a little more numb, and gradually, there was a tendency to lose the hilt of the sword.

Can't hold it!

Finally, with a ding, the middle-aged black soldier's sword was slashed away by Wang Yao at an angle, and then, at the moment when he didn't react at all, he felt a chill in his neck, and the blade of the black sword had cut his throat and the major artery in his neck.

Like the sound of salsa blowing through a wheat field, hot blood spurted out from the cut of the neck of the middle-aged black soldier, splashing Wang Yao, who was like frost in front of him.

"Uh...."The middle-aged black soldier subconsciously covered his neck and fell to the ground, his mouth kept pumping, as if he could never breathe enough oxygen, his stomach was stiff, and the blood with foam kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth, and Wang Yao just watched coldly.

Slowly, his discolored eyes widened and he stopped pumping......

The crisp applause suddenly sounded, and Wang Yao looked over with cold eyes, but found that it was Xiao Ye who was sitting on a stone on the side of the road clapping.

I don't know when, all the black soldiers who attacked them have been killed, and I don't know when, my teammates are sitting from a distance watching themselves as if watching a play.

"Well done!" Mao Mao laughed.

Shi Liang couldn't help but whistle, and said to Erda beside him: "Don't look at this guy's usual twisting and pinching, it's quite scary to go crazy." ”

"Huh?!" Wang Yao looked at the messy battlefield in a daze, the blood-stained land, the warm dozen corpses, the blood-stained weapons thrown everywhere, and the strong scorching smell mixed with the pungent smell of blood in the air, rushed into his nose and aroused his nausea.

With a "wow", Wang Yao threw away the black sword in his hand and knelt on the ground, and vomited uncontrollably.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the middle-aged black soldier lying beside him, looking at his pupils that had lost their color, Wang Yao only felt a piercing chill rising from his waist and tail vertebrae.