Players from the Star side yelled: "Kill the blood alliance bastards!"

The blood alliance on the opposite side also shouted without any sign of weakness: "Kill the Star Dog!"

More than 3,000 players from both sides collided with each other. A large number of skill lights bloomed, and colorful arrows fell like rain. In the shadow under the light, the figure of the thief was looming.

Song Zhan passed through the crowd and rushed towards the battlefield. If he had the opportunity to strike at the bloody hand, he would never show mercy.

At the front of the battlefield, Brother Hao held up an illusory light shield that was nearly five meters wide. With the support of a large number of nannies behind him, he pushed the battle line towards the players on the opposite side, and the trash talk in his mouth was even more crazy.

In this kind of battlefield, even a powerful knight like Brother Hao may be killed instantly by concentrated fire, but when there is a wet nurse to take care of him, the possibility of being killed instantly becomes extremely small.

The rich therapeutic green light illuminated Brother Hao's whole body with a lush green light. From a distance, he looked like a big moving green light bulb.

After Brother Hao advanced nearly thirty meters, the first knight of the Scarlet Hand finally pushed aside the surrounding players and stood in front of Brother Hao.

Beside the two of them, a large number of knights and warriors rushed forward crazily, and the entire battlefield was in chaos, like a pot of boiling eight-treasure porridge.

Song Zhan's eyes wandered among the crowd opposite, and finally he saw a few familiar people.

Without hesitation, Song Zhan launched a heartbreaking leap, crossed the center of the battle, and landed about ten meters inside the blood alliance's front line.

Under the exaggerated range damage, the health of surrounding players dropped rapidly.

But before they could wait for the nurse's treatment, they were greeted by a violent whirlwind.

Song Zhan swung the Blood Domain Broadsword in his hand that was enlarged to the limit. Flames burned on the nearly six-meter solid sword, and a harsh sonic boom was emitted from the tip of the sword. It was like a propeller on a fighter jet, turning the area within the scope of a large whirlwind into a complete harvest of life.

machine.

Howling flames soared into the sky, and the surrounding players took a few steps back involuntarily as they looked at the formation of the flame whirlwind and the rapidly lighting up white light of death within the scope of the whirlwind.

"I...Idol is awesome!"

Watching the whirlwind of flames advancing crazily in the field, absorbing all the players along the way, twisting it into a terrifying and terrifying force, it cut down the galaxy and roared excitedly.

This is what a warrior should do, to defeat an army alone, to be unparalleled and to dominate the world.

"Everyone should stay away from that whirlwind immediately. The hunter will fire a volley at me and turn him into a hedgehog!"

Vice-president Yi Mo roared angrily, and the hunters around him drew their bows and nocked arrows. Arrows passed over the players in front and shot towards Song Zhan.

At this time, the benefits of the physical sword body are highlighted. If Song Zhan had used the Demon Sword to launch the big whirlwind before, he would have been very afraid of the volley of bows and arrows.

But it's different now. The broad sword rotated rapidly, forming a solid steel shield that swept away most of the arrows. A few arrows broke through the shield's defense and shot at Song Zhan's body.

There is no longer a threat.

"Grass!"

Seeing that the hunter's volley was ineffective, the usually calm Immo couldn't help but uttered a curse word.

In this way, for a full eight seconds, Song Zhan's whirlwind advanced more than thirty meters horizontally through the crowd, and more than two hundred players died under Song Zhan's sword energy storm.

After finally waiting for Song Zhan's big whirlwind to end, Yimo issued the order to focus fire again, and a large number of arrows mixed with a small amount of magic covered Song Zhan's direction.

"It's over. The fire has been concentrated. It's too deep and it's too late to rescue."

This level of killing has attracted the attention of a large number of players. Seeing that the whirlwind disappeared and Song Zhan was exposed to everyone's view, he immediately received a large number of attacks, and they all became worried about Song Zhan's safety.

Just when everyone's eyes were fixed on Song Zhan, there were two explosions at Song Zhan's feet, and the whole person disappeared from the place.

"Damn it! Disappeared? Soldiers can teleport!"

The players on the side looked at Song Zhan's disappearing figure and opened their mouths in disbelief.

Song Zhan crossed a distance of more than ten meters and rushed into the crowd again. Only then did the rain of arrows and magic behind him begin to fall.

"Knight, block him for me, restrict his movement, and shoot him to death."

Seeing that the volley failed again, Yimo immediately gave the order. Following his order, the knights beside Song Zhan raised their shields and rushed towards Song Zhan.

"You can't run away."

A knight at the front, holding a tower shield, looked at his teammates who were gradually surrounding Song Zhan, and said coldly.

"It's you."

This familiar tone reminded Song Zhan of a knight with bloody hands whom he had killed long ago.

"You still talk as much nonsense as ever. I can't escape? Am I running away?"

Under Song Zhan's ferocious Shura mask, a disdainful smile flashed.

The eternal furnace was activated, and under the Shura breastplate, in the middle of Song Zhan's chest, a miniature sun emitted powerful energy fluctuations.

"Only when you resist my kick can you be qualified to say this."

Golden-red energy wrapped around the metal boots on his right foot, and Song Zhan kicked the knight's raised shield with a crisp blow.

After a deafening loud noise, the knight and his shield were kicked out by Song Zhan. After knocking down more than a dozen players one after another, the knight lying on the ground looked at the blue sky with his eyes blankly, and his side was sunken inward.

The cracked shield lay in the yellow sand.

At this time, his mentality, like his shield, was cracked.

"Gudong!"

The surrounding knights swallowed hard and looked at the unlucky guy who was kicked out. They all stopped moving forward in unison.

As knights, they can accept being beaten by enemies, tortured by bosses, and beaten all over the head by players.

But they are absolutely not allowed to be kicked out more than ten meters like garbage and lie helpless in the dirt.

This isn't just hurt, it's devastating to their careers.

After kicking the knight away, Song Zhan's cold voice sounded: "My mouth is the toughest in my body. If your body were as tough as your mouth, you would have been invincible."

"Grass, shrimp and pig heart!"

After hearing Song Zhan's words, the surrounding knights silently hid their bodies behind their shields, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible, for fear that they would become the second knight to be kicked away.

"Come up to me and surround him."

Urged by Yimo's order, several knights had no choice but to rush towards Song Zhan.

But the gap has been opened, how could Song Zhan stand there stupidly.

No starting charge!

As the charge started, Song Zhan rushed out of the encirclement, stepped on the knight who fell to the ground, jumped out, and slashed Huashan towards the player at the foothold.

Just as he fell, several shadowy thieves appeared directly, stabbing at various vital points on Song Zhan's upper body with the daggers in their hands.

War roar!

Under the blessing of the eternal furnace, circles of golden-red sound waves spread out in all directions with Song Zhan as the center, resembling the Buddhist stunt of a lion's roar.
Chapter completed!