Chapter 268 Who fights you one-on-one?

The screams of the red-haired knight made the heart of Frost Seal Meiling tremble, "Creation technique!? The limit of spell chanting and correction?" Qiu Shui's cold wave-like eyes fell on the druid in front of him. The dazzling sun magic mark above the man's head was shining constantly, and the sound of spells rang out continuously, and the blue and purple light at the top of the staff was shining. Seeing that [Pillar of Star Fire] had been completed.

At the same time, the pet skills of the Owl Beast under the Druid's feet were also chanted. Like the sparks of the pillars and the anger of the cannonballs, the two skills almost burst out at the same time.

The King of Lie is at level 35, and his equipment is also top-notch, with an HP of up to 4,300 points. For many players, it is simply a striking health point. However, the two skills that the druid had just suddenly appeared in front of him, a [Raging Roar] 900 points of critical strike damage, and a [Angry Technique] did not make a critical strike and even a high injury of 870 points, instantly knocking out half of the King of Lie.

It is conceivable that the druid's equipment can be achieved by having such a high output. If he and his pet are hit again, the King of Lieutenant will most likely die on the spot under two critical strikes.

"Depend on!"

King Lie was in mid-air. He turned his head and saw the magic light flashing violently between the palms of the man and the pet who attacked him. He immediately knew something was wrong. His hand holding the knight's spear suddenly tightened, and the flames flowing on the gun body suddenly became fierce, and instantly peeled off the spear, turning into a scene of flames rushing on King Lie. On the blink of an eye, the surface of his armor condensed into a red crystal shell that looked like a substance.

The flames fly, gathering flames into armor - the flame beast protects armor!

"Bang", "Bang", [Pillar of Star Fire] and [Anger Technique] roared and hit the body of King Lie. The surface of the fiery red crystal armor flowed out of the light traces like flame waves. The two must-kill skills only destroyed King Lie's health points.

"Well, the defensive bloodline skill that reduces damage? It seems to be the effect of being attacked and defensive."

As the fountain was rushing, Frost Seal Meiling heard the druid surprised, but there was no panic in his indifferent tone. Then he heard him say: "The maintenance effect of such a skill will not be calculated based on the duration, but should be calculated based on the damage absorbed."

In his words of certainty, Frost Seal Meiling saw that the King Lie had landed on the ground and stared at the druid with his back to him. After a while, the red-haired knight laughed wildly: "Jue Qianhui! The 'Thousand Faces' Jue Qianhui, good! The equipment is good enough! People are also good enough! Lao Zi was just looking for you! Today I have the chance, so you can stay here too."

Frost Seal Meiling looked at the King Lieutenant, who was only half of the hp and said to himself: "This person is really a lunatic, only half of the hp is left, and he is still thinking of dying him. This druid is the 'Thousand Faces' Jue Qianhui?" As soon as she thought of exploring thoughts appeared in her heart, the druid suddenly turned around. Her handsome appearance made the female shield armor warrior jump in her heart. She then found that the gray eyes were locked in her, and her almost deserted pupils suddenly tightened, as if she had seen something amazing. Frost Seal Meiling was sure that it was not a stunning expression.

Then, the Druid's expression returned to normal, he looked at her indifferently, and said lightly: "This is not a fair duel for the flag-planting. Do you want to just watch it?"

"..., what?" Shuangyin Meiling was stunned at first, and when he realized the meaning of the druid's words, he was even more stunned. "2-for-1? He doesn't want to fight with King Lie?" The female shield armor warrior couldn't help but be surprised. According to her understanding of some familiar and well-known masters, if they met a suitable opponent, they would have rushed forward and fought one-on-one, just for fear of being interrupted by others. How could they be like Jue Qianhui even question her why she didn't come up to help.

King Lie, who was standing opposite, almost fainted when he heard this. He shouted: "Hey, hey... Jue Qianhui, are there any principles? You still ask someone to help me, don't have the courage to fight one-on-one? Lao Zi, I'm only half-blooded! I'm afraid of a ball, I'm afraid of my blood talent!?"

Chu Qianbian glanced at him and said, "I really care about your blood talent, so it's more reassuring to fight together."

"Damn!" King Lie cursed speechlessly. This was the first time he had met someone who could take the words of showing weakness for granted. He was so fucking shameless! The red-haired knight secretly contempt and his expression became extremely solemn. Just Chu Qianbian, he was no longer sure. Now, with the Frost Seal Charm Spirit, the female shield armor warrior's skills were very good, enough to get him into a dilemma.

Just as the Frost Seal Charming Spirit walked forward and formed a siege with Chu Qianbian, a low whistling sound came from behind King Lie. A black arc light shot towards the Frost Seal Charming Spirit. In the blink of an eye, a critical damage of 1,500 points was caused, forcing the female shield armor warrior to retreat and stretch the distance.

At the same time, I heard the anxious warning from my teammates behind me: "President, withdraw quickly! The reinforcements to guard the order have arrived." A player's figure ran from the intersection of the South Street. It was the Shadow Priest in the King Lieutenant team. Behind him was the group of players who had just chased Yu Lan, but the number was less than 15.

King Lie turned his head and glanced at the team, knowing that they must have been intercepted just now. He was not waiting to beat up and find the abuser. He glared at Chu Qianbian with regret and waved: "Go back from the same road from the intersection of Beijie."

Chu Qianbian looked at the elite team 20 yards away, retreated to the fountain without any trace, and after reaching a safe distance of 35 yards, he turned his head and stared at the female warrior beside him, frowned involuntarily: "Her name is Shuangyin Meiling, the president of Leng Feng..."

The druid lowered his eyebrows and looked down, not knowing what he was thinking, and the Shuangyin Meiling had no idea about all this. She stared at the Liewanghuang and others on the edge of the central square with vigilant fear that the madman would get hot for a moment and rushed over with his team desperately.

At this time, the dense footsteps interrupted Chu Qianbian's thoughts. Looking up, he saw that at the end of the north and south streets of Fengyu Town, a group of players appeared and faintly appeared. It was obvious that the team from Weiber City came to support him.

"md! It's rare to meet a suitable opponent." King Lie cursed and turned his head to shout at Chu Qianbian: "Jueqianhui, I have a little style next time, I'll fight a good match next time."

Chu Qianbian glanced at the red-haired knight and said lightly: "If I were you, run away now,"

"Damn~!" King Lie cursed again unwillingly, looked at the situation left and right, and shouted: "Kill out from the East Street corner," as he said, he turned around and led his team to rush towards the east of the town. At this time, the players from the north and south also arrived. The Baibu Sword Square carried two swords and yelled at the back of King Lie, "Lie Madman, if you have the ability, stay and do something!"

It is rare to see the dwarf warrior so angry. Chu Qianbian looked at Baibu Jian Fang’s back in surprise, and guessed in his heart why this guy got so angry tonight? Could it be because he was killed by Huanling?

Frost Seal Meiling noticed Yulan behind Baibu Jianfang. The troll shaman stared at the twisted face of the dwarf warrior roaring, and his eyes were full of shyness. Seeing this, Frost Seal Meiling couldn't help but chuckled, her red lips opened and her teeth were as moving as an arc, as beautiful as autumn water.

In the distance, King Lie turned around and laughed when he heard the provocation: "You think I'm stupid! I'm stuck around and beaten up by you. Lao Zi is not mentally ill."

When the players in the rank-keeping camp heard this, many people yelled: "You are just brain problems! We can't calm down."

Miscellaneous shouts and scoldings came one after another, and players gathered in the same place came from Weiber City, of course they refused to leave King Ren Lie and others. A group of people chased after him. Seeing this, Shuangyin Meiling hurriedly issued an order on the team channel, instructing the members of the guild at the East Streetkou to prepare to turn the spear and keep the team of the Dark Tiantan at all costs.

Raising her feet to follow the quester's team, Frost Yin Meiling thought about stopping. Out of the politeness of helping her, she still wanted to say hello to the druid beside her. She turned her head, but was surprised to find that Jue Qianhui's attention was not on the King Lie in front of her. His eyes were slightly raised, as if he was looking at the night sky in the east.

"Well, what's good looking over there?" Looking down at the druid's gaze, the beautiful eyes of the Frost Seal Secret Spirit condensed, and a complex expression appeared on his face. I saw a figure standing leisurely on the roof of a house next to the street in the distance. The cold moonlight fell on the white robe. The evening breeze fluttered, and the staff shining with faint light was raised high, and a wisp of blue magical brilliance was moving happily. The ice and snow came from the east, and the wind drifted on the street.

When the King Lie and others rushed forward were in a panic, they would not notice someone on the roof. When the ice and snow were floating in front of them, their movement speed dropped sharply by 50%, they realized that something was wrong. Looking up, the red-haired knight showed an extremely annoyed expression and shouted strangely: "Yanyu, you woman, too!? In the 'The Kings' debate', we are teammates of a team, your behavior is called treason!"

"Don't say that it's so righteous, okay?" On the roof, Qinranyan Yu's voice contained a smile. "We have fought a lot in the game before, let alone now I am in a turmoil and you are in chaos. Do you not admit that I am a teammate in the 'Kings' team battle in the future?"

"You, you, you..." King Lie's king grinned and couldn't speak, and roared suddenly, "Husband, push the shield! Rush with me."

With the protective skills of healing, a group of people rushed through the street covered by [Blizzard] with their heads in their arms, while staggering, King Lie Wang kept cursing, "Just do it, you can do it, and I'll hang up, I'll lose one piece of equipment, I'll pay you for compensation."

The sudden slowdown of movement speed made hundreds of people in the rank-keeping camp behind him look overjoyed, and their eyes were full of cold light and rushed towards King Lie and the others.

"Buzz buzz..."

"-700 (critical strike)", "-700 (critical strike)", "-350"...

Suddenly, a team of players rushed out of the East Street intersection. There were only 8 people in this team, but they were all archers. The leader was the ancient elves. He held a metal longbow in both hands, and his bow was like an eagle spreading his wings. He held two serrated arrows on his beak, and the arrows flashed with cold light in the dark.

"Attack! Suppress in a straight line!"

With the orders of the ancient elves, the seven archers beside him activated their skill shooting at the same time, and the arrows roared like rain toward the distant guardian camp team. The shooting movements of the ancient elves archers were even more shocking. Each attack was made by two arrows at the same time. Not only were the arrows and arrows all had weak points attacks, causing extremely high damage, but their attack frequency was even more amazing. The fingers plucked rapidly on the bowstring, as if there was no gap.

In an instant, a group of players led by the Hundred Steps Sword were suppressed. Everyone couldn't help but slow down. No one wanted to make a head-on bird in front. After all, no matter who gathered fire, the eight archers would kill in the blink of an eye. What's more, the player led by this archer team was obviously extraordinary.
Chapter completed!