Chapter Eighty-Six: Wind Ministry, Return to Place!
Wu Yuanjun naturally didn't dare to let his uncle assassinate him, and the blood was burning.
His Zhou family would not easily move a great grandmaster.
And the masters of the great grandmaster level did not dare to go against the Zhou family!
And the combat effectiveness of the Tianxiahui is much higher than that of his God of War Temple, which makes Wu Yuanjun quite in a dilemma.
"The blood is burning, Newman of the Free Country holds an artifact, and there are 10,000 people who are unstoppable! Are you sure you want to ruin the cold and rainy night and ignore the interests of Yanhuang?! ”
Looking at Liu Mang, who was not far away, the white light flickered and became more and more ordinary.
Wu Yuanjun was angry in his heart, pointing at the blood and roaring.
Hear the words.
The blood is burning, and his expression remains unchanged, still indifferent.
"My blood has been burning online games for so many years, how could I ever pin my hopes on others? Newman has me to deal with, but today you want to help the cold and rainy night, but I won't agree! ”
He will not be controlled by Wu Yuanjun's words at all.
Even if Liu Mang withdraws from the history of martial arts after today, he is confident to carry the banner and face challenges from all sides!
In fact.
That's what he's always done!
Wu Yuanjun was speechless to refute, but he didn't intend to give up.
Even if his strength was not low, he immediately ordered the members of the War God Temple to launch an attack on the World Association that was blocking the way!
The members of the Temple of War who received the order did not hesitate at all.
The footsteps are constantly approaching, and various skills are ready to be launched.
For a time, the situation on the battlefield was tense, and a major war between the two armies was about to break out!
Just when these two guilds are close to each other, and they are about to go to war.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the sky, resounding across the battlefield!
Time.
The members of the World Council and the Temple of the God of War all looked up at the source of the sound.
I saw that in the sky, a dense rain of arrows obscured the sunlight and roared towards the two armies.
Wu Yuanjun's face changed drastically at the same time as the blood burned.
The rain of arrows is too fast, and it's too late to dodge at this moment!
The two of them decisively gave an order, so that the meatier knife battle was in front, and the back row was a round monk, and they went all out to add blood!
Expect to stop this wave of arrows.
Just when the two are ready and ready to fight.
The rain of arrows fell, but it didn't hit any of the two guilds!
It just landed in the blank area where the two armies faced each other, forming a dense demarcation line of arrow rain.
It was like the Chu River and the Han border, separating the two armies.
Wu Yuanjun didn't know why, his face was full of confusion.
And the blood was burning and looked at the divine archery in front of him, as if he thought of something, and his face changed greatly.
Meanwhile.
As the rain of arrows fell, a voice rang out among the silent armies.
"Don't bother with you, this Wind Flower Snow Moon Sect has our own protection!"
"Wind Flower Snow Moon Wind Department holds the flag, return to its position!"
"Yes!"
The clear voice of the mad green clothes resounded on the battlefield, and the two thousand big men in the same green clothes and bent bows behind him all responded angrily in the sky!
It's only 2,000 people, but its momentum is even more fierce than the momentum of the two major guilds on the field, nearly 30,000 horses!
Like a torrent of cyan.
The wind tribe, under the leadership of Tsing Yi, swept into the battlefield like a raging wind.
Everyone moves in unison and in unison!
Draw an arrow salvo! In the draw of arrows, in the salvo!
Thousands of people stood in front of the stone monument of the wind and snow, like a cyan wall!
Even if the five-turn wild monsters are like a tide, they can't rush into the 100 meters in front of the wind members!
Looked at.
The people watching the battle were all shocked, even if the blood was burning, their faces were solemn!
They have also participated in siege warfare!
And the difficulty is much more difficult than the Wind Flower Snow Moon Sect!
Even so, the 30,000 members of the Tianxia Association who participated in the war were still forced to retreat step by step by the tide of wild monsters.
In the end, it was difficult to defend it by relying on the narrow terrain in front of the last city wall to put out a guild array!
And for now.
One demeanor, yielding two thousand people, actually blocked the impact of the five-turn beast tide!
Even its members have a single class, all of them are "waste profession" bow thorns!
This makes it hard to accept that the blood is burning!
In fact, the blood is burning, which is in a blind spot.
The assassin's own attack power is proud of all professions, and the members of the wind department, in order to make up for the lack of skills, are all attribute points with full strength!
Its attack power is more than three times that of ordinary assassins!
Under the teaching of Tsing Yi, one by one at least mastered the 3-star beading technique!
A small number of team captains are even more superb!
High attacks, top archery!
If it's a one-on-one heads-up, it may not be the opponent of any member of the World Council.
But when the 2000 members of the Wind Department are in one place, it is naturally a big killer on the battlefield!
But it's only 3 minutes.
The 10th wave of beasts was slaughtered.
Only the last five turns of the boss, on the lonely independent battlefield.
In the face of the boss, the members of the wind department did not dare to slack off. After all, there is a lack of skills, and there are no skills of various state reductions.
They will have a lot more trouble fighting against bosses than other players.
Besides, it is still a siege boss of the fifth turn, and Tsing Yi naturally does not dare to slack off!
"All of them, three-star Lianzhu, the right eye of the target boss!"
When the boss reached a distance of 100 steps, Tsing Yi Zhangqi decisively ordered.
Behind him, the 2,000 Tsing Yi people responded one after another.
Almost at the moment when the sound of the Tsing Yi palm flag fell, the rain of arrows in the sky formed a line, shooting straight towards the boss's right eye!
2,000 people, 6,000 arrows missed, connected together, like a ray of death!
Such a spectacle made everyone watching the battle dumbfounded.
Be amazed by this amazing skill!
However.
A boss is a boss after all.
An earthy yellow barrier lit up in front of the boss.
Just listen to the sound of ping-pong bells on the scene. There are occasional boss roars mixed in.
Wait for the yellow barrier to fall.
Everyone looked at the boss in unison, only to see that the boss's right eye was bleeding, and there were only a few arrows in Ququ, all over his huge eyes!
"Blocked, less than 5% of the HP dropped! This is in trouble! ”
"It's true that the attack method of the bow stab is still too simple. There are no various debuff buffs, and the damage that can be done to the boss is limited after all! ”
"It seems that even with the help of the Wind Ministry, the Wind Flower Snow Moon Sect will be short-lived after all. After all, an old antique is an old antique, and if you don't choose a strong career, you will still be eliminated by the martial arts after all! ”
The shock on his face slowly dissipated.
The onlookers returned to indifference and talked eloquently.
However.
Is that really the end of it?
I saw 2,000 members of the wind department, and none of them were moved.
The movements are neat and neat, and the orders of Tsing Yi are strictly implemented!
Draw a bow, shoot an arrow, and aim at the boss's right eye!
Although the attack effect achieved is minimal, it also quietly hinders the boss's steps.
slowed it down.
Then.
Tsing Yi, who has been in front, finally stopped commanding.
Instead, he jumped out of the queue, with a rain of arrows behind him, and slowly walked towards the boss!
Reach out and slowly remove the rhino horn bow behind you!
A long snort.
Resounding across the battlefield!
"Wind Archery, Rainstorm Pear Blossom!"