"Death is a mercy, and I have enough mercy to give you!"

The cracks in the mountain filled with the pigtailed gunman's crazy laughter, and every moment of energy bullets fired in his hand was the anger that had been suppressed in his heart until now.

"Bang ......"

The piercing explosion came to an abrupt end with an explosion in the gunman's hands.

"Death should be the end!"

The gunman smiled helplessly as he looked at the materials he had put together improvised from his hands, and at the same time an ice gun shot in this direction from the smoke.

"Poof!"

The gunman's body was pierced by the ice gun, which flew backwards with the gunman's body, and finally with a "bang", the gunman's body was nailed to the stone wall by the ice gun.

There was no trace of pain on the gunman's face, only a satisfied smile, and after the wind blew away the dust, Lang Qiong and the others saw the scene in front of them clearly.

The mage who used absolute defense reluctantly used this heavy staff to support his body at this time, and the ancient junjie behind him stood behind him very dejectedly at this time.

But those ancient heroes who could not reach the absolute defense in time under the intensive fire of this gunner, were not so lucky, and in such a small area for this profession of gunner, this is a coveted hunting place.

There were three Ancient Heroes who failed to reach the absolute defense in time during the gunman's shooting, and these three Ancient Heroes all fell here.

"Damn, you're all going to pay for me today!"

At this time, the two attacks organized by the new camp had achieved unexpected results, and now after suffering two attacks, it was finally the turn of these ancient heroes to counterattack.

"Arcane missile!"

A mage who tied his dark purple hair into countless pigtails finally waited for his chance and unleashed the magic that had been prepared in the absolute defense at the first time.

Behind the purple-haired mage, countless dark purple missiles flew out, like Keshaqiu's rockets, towards the nascent camp.

"Rush!"

Lang Qiong realized that if he waited any longer, he swung his blade with his remaining right hand, and pounced on the ancient heroes in the air on the defensive position held by the new students.

Because Lang Qiong's strength at this time did not reach the basic level of Dou Ling, he did not have the ability to fly at all, but at this time it was the last fight, Lang Qiong unreservedly released the fighting qi in his body to his body, and with the power of this kind of shock, Lang Qiong's body flew straight towards the mage who released the arcane missile.

"You want to hurt the mage in front of me, you drank too much!"

A rough-looking ancient Junjie struck at this time with a pair of full sets full of iron nails, like Lang Qiong in mid-air.

Lang Qiong's eyes have always been focused on that arcane law, for this kind of gunman and mage, which is known as a team killer, he must eliminate them as soon as possible.

However, the warrior's volley had to make Lang Qiong's eyes move to the warrior's body again, but at this moment, a glowing fiery red arrow flew behind Lang Qiong, and exploded on the warrior's body with a "boom".

"Go, I'll cover!"

The purple-clothed archer said to Lang Qiong with an anxious face at this time, and at the same time, the melee battles in the Ancient Junjie's camp had also been killed in the nascent camp.

Lang Qiong didn't look back, he knew that now he only had one task to eliminate this arcane, otherwise his threat to the team was too great, compared to Galie, who had been rushing to the head of the attack, because he had already used too much mass destruction magic, he was unable to continue to use it at this time.

Therefore, the danger of Galie now is definitely not as good as that of this arcane mage who has retained his strength until now, and countless missiles are accurately bombarded on the body of each new student under his guidance.

Lang Qiong estimated in his heart that in the short period of time just now, seven or eight freshmen had fallen under the missiles of this arcane mage, and its threat was self-evident.

"Think beautifully!"

Galie was burning with fire all over his body and appeared in front of Lang Qiong in an instant, he grabbed Lang Qiong in front of him with both hands like claws, and Lang Qiong only felt a scorching breath coming to his face.

Lang Qiong's eyes stared at the pair of hands that grabbed him like an eagle's hook, Lang Qiong used his only remaining right hand to open out a sword light in front of him, and at the same time, a terrifying sword intent on Lang Qiong's body came out of his body.

"Die!"

Lang Qiong's sword slashing at Jia Lie was simply a sound blow, and just when he activated the sword intent in his body, his whole body was blessed by this sword intent, turning into a streamer of light and striking towards the mage who was still guiding the arcane missile.

"Bold!"

Jia Lie was so angry with what Lang Qiong did that he trembled, he didn't expect that someone would dare to commit murder in front of him, and successfully escaped under his interception.

The mage who guided the arcane missile looked up in surprise as he watched the one-armed swordsman in front of him descend from the sky like a god of death.

"Give me death!"

Galie Vulture's eyes stared at Lang Qiong's back, and with a wave of his hands, a scorching fireball roared towards Lang Qiong's back.

Lang Qiong could feel the scorching aura coming from behind him, but at this time, Lang Qiong had no way out, even if he killed this arcane mage, he would die under the fireball.

Things have come to this point, Lang Qiong has long forgotten his life and death, and he only has one thought now, which is to get rid of this mage who poses the greatest threat to the nascent camp before he dies.

The mage, who had just been guiding the arcane missile, had involuntarily stopped his spell at this time, his eyes wide and staring at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

He didn't expect that under the tight defense of his teammates, someone would break through the defense line, and under the fireball behind him that could take his life, he would still end his life desperately.

As the saying goes, the horizontal is afraid of the Leng, the Leng's is afraid of death, this kind of person who does not even care about his own life is the most frightening, the arcane mage chanted a spell in a panic, the pale blue light flashing on his body.

Lang Qiong's eyes froze and knew that this was a sign before the use of the mage's flashing technique, Lang Qiong must not let him escape so easily at this time, Lang Qiong threw up the sword in his hand, condensing all the energy in his body on the blade.

"Die!"

At the same time, at the moment when the sword fell, Lang Qiong's only remaining right hand grasped the blade, and red blood flowed from Lang Qiong's hand like a stream, but it was such a sword that was thrown with Lang Qiong's full strength, stabbing towards the mage who was about to escape with the flash technique.