Fifteen people joined forces to strike a blow, and the one person who was close to Qinglong was directly killed.

The sudden appearance of fifteen people was too abrupt.

Among these people, many of them have the skill of passive true vision, and none of them have noticed it.

When they saw fifteen people join forces to kill one person in seconds, many people were stunned.

The man who was killed by fifteen people also had true sight, and he was so close that he didn't even notice it, what the hell is going on?

Zhang Feng stood up with his hands on the ground, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Old man, you can really hide, I really didn't expect you to be able to hide your combat power." ”

Although the battle was only ten minutes, in these ten minutes, Zhang Feng felt that the consumption of this battle was greater than that of any previous battle.

Thirty million defenses, Zhang Feng's eyebrows raised, and his blood-red eyes stared at the old man like a beast.

The old man laughed, felt the killing intent in Zhang Feng's eyes, and stepped back.

He was calm on the surface, but he was shocked inside. With the blow just now, he was confident that no one on the fourth-level battlefield would be able to be so unharmed.

Even the boss of the sixth layer of the nine-story tower had to be seriously injured after receiving his palm.

This made him more cautious, and after a failed blow, he immediately stepped back.

"Who are you?" Someone looked at the fifteen people and asked unhappily.

They had the opportunity to kill the green dragon, but they failed because of these fifteen people who suddenly appeared.

"Hidden Thorn!" Number One replied coldly.

"Hidden thorns?" One sneered: "I haven't heard of it." You're here from the third-level battlefield. There's nothing to do with you here, get out of here. ”

As he spoke, the man looked at the fifteen people: "You are too weak, you are only 800,000 defenses, and you can't even take a blow from fifty percent of our strength, do you want to find death here?" ”

Number One looked at the man and sneered, "Defense is not the same as killing people. ”

As soon as One's voice fell, the air around him blurred, engulfing his people into nothingness.

As One vanished, so did the other fourteen.

Except for the fluctuations of the air like water ripples, fifteen people disappeared together.

"What, why can't passive true vision see through their stealth."

Someone screamed, both eyes almost blinded, and there was still no shadow to be seen.

Suddenly-

A hiss, hissed shrill cry appeared in the void, and the chest, back, throat, and all the fatal places of the person who first despised the fifteen people were too weak, a total of fifteen bloody mouths instantly burst out with blood arrows.

The figures of fifteen people flashed in reality, and once again they all disappeared into the void.

No. 1's voice moved around like a ghost, "Qinglong, this head doesn't count as helping you kill people. Don't you question that we can't kill? I'd like to see what qualifications you have to question us. ”

Fifteen people, fifteen ghosts lurked in the darkness, like fifteen ferocious beasts staring at them.

They looked at the man who had fallen to the ground, shocked by the fifteen horrific wounds on his body.

Zhang Feng moved his somewhat sore limbs, stared at the powerhouses around him, and said with a cruel smile: "It seems that I can specify who you want to kill!" ”

As soon as Zhang Feng's words came out, everyone couldn't help but retreat in shock.

In the face of the green dragon, they can still fight face to face! But in the face of these hidden thorns, even the true eye could not see their whereabouts. This is the ghost of the day, and they can guard against it.

When Zhang Feng said that he could specify who he wanted to kill, many people already felt that a knife was hanging above their heads.

All they have to wait for is who is the real one who is stabbed.

The old man hurriedly said in the back: "Qinglong, don't insist on killing it. You're fighting against the entire fourth-level battlefield, and you're careful of the wrath of the people, and no one in your covenant will survive. ”…,

"So you're going to let me go?" Zhang Feng's eyes swept over everyone coldly, and he said with a cruel smile: "I want to ask, how many people here don't want me to die?" ”

Zhang Feng moved his finger and suddenly pointed at one person in the crowd.

"Ah, not good." The man shrank his head, and he felt that death was near.

His reflexes were quick, and the fifteen who were hidden stabbing were even faster.

The man was retreating, but the dagger in the assassin's hand had already pierced into his body.

"Ugh." The last consciousness of the stabbed person could only watch as he pulled out fifteen daggers on his body.

Blood was gushing, and blood arrows were spurting in all directions.

"No, no, let him point down, otherwise who knows who will die!" The old man shouted from behind, and he could already see that the combat power of the dead man was not low, at least three million combat power. The defense power is as high as seven million, and it was killed in seconds with one blow, and it was too terrifying for these fifteen people to join forces to strike a single blow.

This person is the elite of an organization, and he was killed with a single blow like this, and many people can't accept it.

According to what Yin Thorn said just now, they still owe Zhang Feng seven lives, so if they kill one more person now, there will be only six left.

If six more people are killed, then counting the Qinglong killing, then nearly two-thirds of the masters here will all die here, even if they defeat the Qinglong, the price is too great.

"yes, I can't let him point fingers anymore." Some people listened to the old man's words and did not hesitate to waste their only skill opportunity to launch an attack on the green dragon.

If you don't do it, maybe you will be the next to die.

"Kill him." Zhang Feng pointed at the old man at the last moment when the skill slashed him.

Rumble!

The skill slashed not far in front of him, and the distance was less than half a meter away to hurt him.

"Buzz, buzz."

A handle of weapons cleaved the void and re-formed an encirclement towards Zhang Feng.

"Qinglong, the old man quit." The old man's hair exploded behind him.

Phew!

Fifteen rays of light pierced the void at the same time, making a piercing sound like a night owl breaking through the void.

The shrill and piercing sounds joined together, like a lion with a flock of eagles striking the ground.

The old man screamed, like a timid rabbit jumping backwards in an instant. At his age, he was really afraid of death.

Especially when the death was so sudden.

However, these fifteen rays of light suddenly turned around in the air like bone-possessed insects, and stabbed the old man's chest together.

Bang, bang......

Fifteen rays of light exploded back and forth, and countless starlight blew up the clothes on the old man's upper body, and then left more than a dozen tiny blood marks on the old man's chest.

"Three million defenses!" The old man himself was taken aback.

He knows his strength, and he knows what he is capable of. Now the person who can defeat his three million defenses at a time, except for the boss of the seventh-story tower, does not exist.

But today, these fifteen people joined forces and struck down three million defenses. The power of the boss that these fifteen people have teamed up to fight is too terrifying.

The old man screamed, and shrank back as if he had become more afraid of death.

"One, watch out for this old man, he's the strongest of them all." Zhang Feng reminded loudly that he had fallen into the siege of nearly 200 people.

"Qinglong, take care of yourself." Someone sneered: "Your current defense power is only more than two million, and you can die with just one blow." ”

"Then you guys try, who can give me the final blow." Zhang Feng laughed, completely fearless.

His majestic posture is unparalleled, domineering, and his firm and confident momentum has forced many people to retreat.

"What are you waiting for, do it." Someone shouted, and now no one is kept.

If two hundred men besiege one person, and if they can't kill him, what are they?

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the bloody atmosphere on the streets became thicker.

Nothing could stop the siege of these two hundred. …,

Rumble!

The war knife split the earth, and Zhang Feng's body shook.

"Qinglong, you go and die." One man seized the opportunity of Zhang Feng's unsteady footing and delivered a backhand blow.

Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a wave of the insect magic spear in his steep hand, the insect gate in the void opened, and countless insect shadows turned into arrows in the sky and pierced the bodies of enemies like bullets.

Someone keeps dying, and so does his combat power.

At the same time, the defense power on the opponent's body is also among the absorption, and the defense power increase of tens of thousands at a time is not much, but what Zhang Feng wants is the quantity.

It is rare for so many people to besiege him, and he may die at any time, but it may also be his chance.

"Qinglong's defense is picking up, speeding up the attack." Someone noticed the change in Zhang Feng's defense and couldn't help but scream.

Blood was flowing, and more than 200 people wanted to drown Zhang Feng from all directions like a torrent, but the result was just like what Qinglong said, "Whoever has the ability to complete the final blow will try." ”

Zhang Feng's combat power is low, but every skill on his body is amazingly powerful.

Wind Splitting Blade, Death Impact, Gaze, Rapid Dash, Zerg Soul, one skill after another is released, leaving a large area of blood on the ground.

His whole body was bleeding, and he couldn't tell whether the blood was his own or someone else's, and the wounds on his body that were not protected by armor were open and fleshy, and he could see the white bones of Sensen.

Even with the angel's healing skills, the wounds on his body could not heal faster than the speed of the injury.

Sonor!

A weapon grazed his shoulder, and the legendary equipment and weapon glittered with dazzling sparks.

He was brushed by weapons several times, and finally the legendary equipment also cracked, and the defense of the god suit was reduced to zero.

"Haha, Qinglong, your defense is already zero, and you will die if you blow again." One laughed wildly, and when he approached Zhang Feng, he slapped his backhand on Zhang Feng's shoulder.

"Bang!" Zhang Feng's left shoulder blade was completely cracked.

But the effect of the legendary equipment was revealed, even if his entire shoulder blade became a pile of flesh, and even the legendary equipment cracked.

But the legendary equipment is not broken, and the equipment that fixed Zhang Feng's flesh and blood did not explode into a rain of blood.

One person swept the green dragon with one leg, and laughed wildly: "Qinglong, you can't do it." If you can fight until now, I admit that your willpower is unmatched. But your combat power is still too weak, so it's better to give up and resist death. ”

"I'm not dead yet, what are you arrogant about?" Zhang Feng stood up from the ground and laughed, "You are not the one who completed the final blow. ”

"Then I'll send you on your way. Lao Tzu is the one who kills you. The speaker strode forward and slapped Zhang Feng's only remaining movable arm.

"Boom!"

A huge figure descended from the sky and smashed the speaker directly into the ground.

Xiao Hei's huge body protected Zhang Feng.

Phew!

Two pillars of red fire slashed through the crowd like condensed flame lasers.

The earth burned, and the blood on the ground steamed into a blood mist that shrouded all directions.

Someone shouted, and the body sank into flames, and suddenly the armor began to turn red rapidly.

The current warriors don't have much flame resistance at all, especially the double corrosion resistance of fire poison.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei let out a wail, and Yu Chengfeng, who was pressed under him, slammed his fist into Xiao Hei's abdomen, and Xiao Hei's hard armor cracked all over his body.

This punch came out, and Yu Chengfeng's arm was numb.

Zhang Feng consciously ordered, Xiao Hei dragged his injured body, and his body hit Cheng Feng's body heavily.

As soon as Yu Chengfeng's body flew up, Zhang Feng grabbed his right foot and smashed it up.

Boom, boom......

Yu Chengfeng was smashed by Zhang Feng like a weapon on the ground, and a human-shaped imprint was stacked on top of each other.

In a second, the continuous smashing of dozens of consecutive blows, the armor on Yu Chengfeng's body was also broken, and his flesh and blood exploded instantly. ..., Zhang Feng casually threw away the broken leg in his hand, and when he was about to turn around, he was hit hard in the back.

When the power of his back was not fully spit into his body, Zhang Feng propped up the divine defense and bounced the opponent out.

"Damn, how many skills does this green dragon have, why can't it be used up until now?"

Someone laughed and said: "I see that he is fast, and until now, he has used his skills less and less, and he has run out of oil." ”

"Everyone work hard, slaughter the green dragon, who else can stop you in the third-level battlefield."

"And the maker of the skill crystal, that's the real treasure."

The real temptation is still the last sentence, and the people who have already killed the red-eyed people attack more urgently.

At this time, the news that Qinglong was fighting more than 200 people alone had already spread on the battlefield, and countless people were coming from all directions.

The image in front of them shocked them, and they were stunned one by one, and their bodies were chilled.

Someone was shocked: "Why, why is he not dead yet, I heard that the battle began twenty-five minutes ago." ”

"He faced two-thirds of the powerful combat power of the fourth-level battlefield alone, and he was still not a human being."

"This is Qinglong" Countless pairs of eyes froze on Qinglong, almost unable to believe that this was true.

No one in the fourth-level battlefield could do this, but the green dragon from the third-level battlefield did it.

One of Qinglong's arms hung limply, and his movements began to become slow.

Everyone knows that Qinglong can't do it, and now it should have reached its limit.

But the more this is the case, the more they admire Qinglong. A person who has been able to hold out until now against so many enemies alone deserves respect.

Many people wanted to join the battle, but now they have no face to join the battle.

And many people on the battlefield looked at Qinglong's body that was about to fall and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Qinglong, you're finished." Even if we don't fight this final blow, you won't live long. ”

"I'm not dead yet, what are you clamoring for?" Zhang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a cruel smile: "If there are half of them, you will be the ones who die now." ”

"Damn, arrogant, do you dare to shout when you are dying? Now any person can pinch you to death. ”

Many people sighed, knowing that Qinglong died this time.

Qinglong is definitely a legend on the battlefield, but now he is also difficult to survive.

Rumble!

Suddenly, at one end of the battlefield, blood and qi rushed to the sky, and the boundless battle intent shook the heavens and the earth.

"You bastards, let me die." A roar of rage blew into the battlefield with a furious aura.

The army rode on iron-clad horses and smashed the earth into the enemy line, and behind him nearly two hundred members of the Covenant screamed.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and when they saw Qinglong's tragic state at this time, they were completely crazy.

"Damn, it's the Covenant Man." Someone saw these people rushing in and immediately knew that something was in trouble.

"Now I'd like to see any one of you, who of you has the ability to pinch me to death alone." Zhang Feng saw that the army and others came to help, and the battle intent in his blood became even more violent.

ps: Four thousand, tired, go to bed early and get up early, get things done tomorrow morning, and write with peace of mind in the afternoon.

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