Jiang Ye's appearance successfully attracted the attention of all the thunder frogs, and the writer, who had been in a bitter battle, was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Noo was burly and loud, and with a few shouts, he gathered them at the entrance of the village.

Meng Yuanyuan tried her skills and sang a range of moonlight treatment, under the light blue light curtain, everyone's injuries were healing rapidly, and their strength had recovered a lot.

"Are you teammates of the Night God, is the Night God really from our world?"

A clever young man approached Yuanyuan and asked urgently.

Fang Yue raised his hand and waved out a piece of purifying light, instantly vaporizing the dozen or so thunder frogs that pounced on him, successfully attracting everyone's attention, and then cleared his throat, "We are the team of Kuyu Studio, the night god is our captain, the thunder frog riot, specially came to kill, please re-form a battle formation, and kill with us." ”

With the fabulous figure of the Night God taking the lead, Yuan Yuan's large-scale treatment, Fang Yue showed his hand again, and the battle formation of the remaining more than two hundred bronze writers quickly regathered.

Fang Yue has always had a dream, hoping to one day become a military advisor like Zhuge God, sitting firmly in the military tent, waving a feather fan, thousands of troops and horses like arms, watching the enemy army disappear in an instant.

With this opportunity, Xiao Shuang took a hand, and after a few minutes of training of two hundred people, a simple strangulation array was formed.

Ye Xiong leads the way, Yuan Yuan is mobile to heal at any time, and the rest of the powerful melee is lined up on both sides, long-range in the center of the formation, full output, and there are several bronze full-level writers on standby in the middle of the belt, ready to replace the peripheral melee or kill the thunder frog who enters the formation.

Compared with the strangulation array of 200 people here who had seen the initial effect, Jiang Ye's side was really happy and wanton.

The army of thunder frogs, which was unstoppable a moment ago, was like paper paste under the blade of a meter away, not to mention the black gas that always permeated the blade, and the thunder frog that was a little closer directly fell into stiffness and was slaughtered.

The blessing of the Fountain of Darkness is a full attribute increase brought by the continuous consumption of mana, both strength and speed have been increased to an extreme.

Jiang Ye didn't care about any move skills, the Soul Snatcher Scythe swung in his hand and turned into a three-meter knife plate, slashing from east to west and from south to north, and also rescued the bloody man who was dying.

"Li Yushu?"

Jiang Ye took the man in front of him and looked at it, feeling familiar, and then thought about it, isn't it the old bird he just met here.

"Thank you, thank you for guarding Lal Village!" Li Yushu wiped his face weakly, he could see Jiang Ye's rush and kill just now, and the defeat of the Thunder Frog army was only a matter of time.

"You're not bad, dare to kill alone in the middle, you rest first, and we'll talk about it when we're done. Jiang Ye killed while talking, rushed to the front of the strangulation array, and threw Li Yushu inside.

"Yuanyuan, catch it, I'll leave it to you. ”

After the four of Jiang Ye joined the battle, the battle once again showed a one-sided trend, of course, this time it was the retreat of the Thunder Frog army, and there were still two or three thousand of the tens of thousands of Thunder Frogs left after twenty or thirty minutes.

Seeing that the form was not good, the leading thunderfrog had the idea of retreating, and after croaking twice, he turned around and wanted to escape back to the Enchanted Forest.

Jiang Ye followed the sound and noticed this special thunderfrog, and his feet suddenly accelerated, and when the Soul Snatcher Scythe slashed to the fifth blow, it hooked its neck.

"It's a good day, but I'm looking for death, and if I come, I'll stay!"

The blade of the moon snapped away, and a huge frog head rolled in the air and left the body, and the two bulging eye bubbles were full of regret and unwillingness.

Blood rushed to the sky, electricity overflowed, and a thunder frog who could have sat firmly on the throne of the lord was killed on the spot, and with it, he also took the lives of most of the race.

The big thunderfrog is dead, and the rest of the thunderfrogs began to flee, Jiang Ye looked at the lack of interest, and couldn't help but think of his criticism of Feng Xiaotian's novel, must the minotaur be bad? In the same way, he killed the thundering frog, and the thunder frog came back to take revenge, who was right and who was wrong, where to make it clear.

By extension, the writer enters the alien rift in order to obtain stronger power and more materials, so what does it mean for the writer to be connected by these rifts?

Just like the meaning of life, this question cannot be delved into, and if you think too much, you will fall into an abyss of thinking.

The battle is finally over, the writer is victorious, the village of Lal is safe, and the joy of victory is not only in defeating the thunderfrog, but also in all kinds of drops everywhere, which is really eye-catching.

A mid-level demonic beast can attract the robbery of the rogue team, and the trophies contributed by those eight or nine thousand thunderfrogs are enough for a normal person to go crazy.

But fortunately, the night god is still there, standing on the battlefield with the scythe of death, and the strangulation array still maintains the formation after the battle, no one dares, or most people don't want to just coax out to grab the loot, whether it is a reverence or a joke to spread the title of the night god before, but this station, the name of the night god is well deserved.

"The night god is really godlike, every second is the air!"

The witches and female writers gathered at the entrance of the village watched the whole battle, and I don't know who made up a trumpet and shouted in unison, for the witches who advocate strength, Jiang Ye at this time has undoubtedly become the collective idol in their hearts, and fortunately, the curse is still there, and they haven't pounced yet.

"Boss, do you see the loot?" Fang Yue came to Jiang Ye's side and asked in a low voice.

"Oh!" Jiang Ye came back to his senses, looked at the bright sparkle everywhere, and then looked at the nervously excited and combative writer, "Let's divide it, the rest of these people are people who dare to fight and kill, and we can't let people work in vain." ”

"You're generous, so why don't you ask a few of the strongest to come with us?"

"Forget it, Cyclops, we can just go three times, and the others won't be able to help if they go. ”

Fang Yue saw that the boss's mood didn't seem to be so high, so he didn't say anything more, sorted out his emotions, reorganized an impassioned declaration, and temporarily set up a trophy distribution team.

After dividing it, each person can get more than a dozen F-level magic special materials, which are tens of thousands on the market, of course, for writers, the harvest of this battle is not limited to this.

Pen power is the basis for measuring a writer's strength, and interaction with the small world can improve pen power, which is the consensus of everyone, and battle is the fastest way to increase pen power in all interactions.

In this battle, all the writers who participated in the battle basically killed a few thunder frogs, as many as the dozen or so fierce men killed at least twenty or thirty each, and I don't know if it was because of the tendency to a battlefield, in the end, everyone's pen power has been greatly improved.

"I'm at full bronze!"

"Me too, I was only at the beginning before the big war!"

"I've been at the top for a long time, but now I feel like I can be promoted to Silver. ”

As soon as everyone communicated with each other, they found that all the people in the formation were bronze, and they were incredible, and the man in the distance became more like a myth.

Fang Yueyuan was also happy, these people can be regarded as Jiang Ye's first batch of real fans, and they are all bronze full-level writers, so it is good to say that this persuaded them to go back, and the next battle is no longer something that the bronze level can deal with.

Kill the Cyclops!