At this moment, his eyes were extremely quiet and focused. The ADC aircraft under control was stable and precise to perform every operation of cutting and leveling A.

Blood volume calculation.

Damage calculation.

There are three seconds left in Q skill.

The reserved value of the summoner's skill.

All the data, details, and factors kept flashing in their minds. Lin Feng subconsciously narrowed his eyes and a sharp coldness flashed.

It was also at this time that both ADC heroes finally retreated outside each other's range, but whether it was the plane or the mother of the wheel, the blood bars on the head were only left with the shocking last small grid.

"It's time to retreat, it's really time to retreat."

Jin Shanshan in the front row of the audience seats couldn't help but keep muttering, and he felt his scalp numb when he looked at it.

Otherwise, even if there is only a little bit of a fire...

The life and death of the human head can be divided immediately.

But Shi Hang, who was sitting next to Jin Shanshan, frowned:

"It's hard to say."

"Now, the Q skill CDs of Aircraft and Wheel Mom should be all good, right?"
Chapter completed!