Cosine smiled proudly and said, "Boy, you have been dozens of times, but you still haven't made any progress." He knew some of the weaknesses of Shahe Canren. Every time Shahe Canren charges, he always forgets to defend behind him. Cosine just grabbed this weakness.

Unexpectedly, Sha He Canren, who was as fierce as a tiger, was so fainted by Cosine so easily. He couldn't figure it out and said happily: "You are still capable!"

"Hurry up!"

Cosine and the unfathomable Happy worked together to send Shahe Canren to the cemetery within seven seconds, and the people next to Hanxiaotang had no time to rescue.

Since the Flame God of War and Han Xiaotang had long set the other party as a hostile guild, the person who slaughtered the other party had no name. Sha He Canren only burst into one piece of equipment, which was gold, which was relatively ordinary.

At this time, there were 20 or 30 people running towards this side on the east side of Grace City Square.

Yu Xian glanced at the group of people, her face changed, and she said in the team chat: "What, it's the one who watches the flowers in the fog!"

The people watching the flowers in the fog also joined the battle group, and the situation was even more unfavorable to the Flame God of War.

There were more than 200 people fighting on the field, and some were constantly being sent to the cemetery, but they soon ran back and each of them died at least two or three times, and more people came one after another.

"Touch the man, let's retreat. If you don't retreat, you will be guarded by someone." Yu Xian said. There were too many people on the other side, and their reinforcements were still on the way. It might be too late to wait for them to come.

I thought about the unfathomable happiness. The current situation was the only way to go. I said unwillingly during the team chat: "Let's withdraw!"

Zhao Sen was walking in the square and found the touching direction of the gate of Grace City. He was a little surprised. What happened there? Soon, he heard several players chatting next to him.

"Grace City can't get in."

"What's wrong, what happened?"

"I heard that the Fire God of War and the people from Hanxiaotang fought over there, and it looked very lively."

"Let's go over and watch the show. Maybe you can get one or two pieces of equipment later."

When Zhao Sen heard that he was the God of Flame War, his heart was shaking and rushed towards the gate of Grace City.

Zhao Sen glanced at the field. There were hundreds of people fighting in the large open space in front of him. The scene was very chaotic. The people of the Flame God of War were retreating step by step, and the players of the Flame God of War were constantly dying. Zhao Sen's heart twitched.

There are three players with the Flame God of War and are being hunted by the people of Hanxiaotang. A strongman from Hanxiaotang shouted wildly: "The coward of the Flame God of War, don't run away if you have the habit!"

The strongman in the smile hall was about to charge and kill a swordsman in the distance. His voice stopped abruptly. A player in a black robe appeared behind him. A muffled strike knocked him out, stabbed him back, and cleaved his bones, and cut him over to the ground with simple and neat movements.

The players who followed the strongman charge suddenly found that the strongman beside him fell to the ground and were stunned.

"Who is it?"

"Boy is looking for death!"

The players cursed, and they looked at the black-robed player, with their eyes fixed on the Caesar Sword in his hand.

"It's the Caesar Sword!" a mage shouted in horror.

"It's killing the god!"

This player in black robe is surrounded by six or seven players in Hanxiaotang. He did not show his appearance, but the Caesar sword burning with black flames has clearly shown his identity, killing God!

The unfathomable happiness in the distance, Yu Xian and others saw the short sword burning with black fire. Their hearts were shocked, and they showed an ecstatic expression. They shouted in the team chat: "Boss is here!"

All the players present at the Fire God of War were in full excitement.

"Why is the boss here?" Yu Xian asked excitedly. They were retreating step by step, but unexpectedly, such a turning point suddenly appeared. Zhao Sen's appearance was like a ray of dawn.

Zhao Sen glanced coldly at the people who were massacring his guild. For a moment, everyone stopped and all looked at this side.

"How could the God of Killing is reborn here!"

Hanxiaotang and the people watching the flowers in the fog were shocked, but soon they realized that Zhao Sen was just alone, how powerful could a person be?

If there are so many of them, if they fight with Zhao Sen, each of them will be able to crush him to death if they throw a piece of armor!

Thinking of this, Han Xiaotang and Wu Li were even more energetic to kill people, and some strong men and archers surrounded Zhao Sen.

Not sure of life or death at all.

Zhao Sen smiled softly, looking at the flowers in the fog, Han Xiaotang, I didn’t want to cause trouble for you today, but I always hit me in the knife. I won’t be polite!

Almost at this moment, Zhao Sen's figure flashed and he entered the sneak. The strong men and archers surrounding him tightened their palms, expanding their perception, and trying to find Zhao Sen's location.

However, their perception of slags is not at the same level as Zhao Sen's powerful concealment ability. Zhao Sen rushed forward like a god of slaughter, no, or a ferocious ghost. The Caesar sword in his hand burned a terrifying flame. He raised his sword and fell, a mage let out a sharp howl, and his whole face turned gray. He had been stabbed by Zhao Sen and sent back to the cemetery.

At this time, the members of the Fierce War God saw Han Xiaotang and the fog and were constantly dying. They were surprised and secretly admired. They must be as powerful as Zhao Sen in the future, as brave and fearless as Zhao Sen!

The teams of Hanxiaotang and the fog watched the flowers were defeated like mountains. They turned around and fled everywhere. Zhao Sen, a terrifying killing madman, didn't want to stay for a minute or a second longer. You know, even if there is a huge grudge between his guild and the God of Flame, it is just a grudge between the president of the guild and the God of Killing. They have no connection with them. Instead of fighting to fight to the death like this and taking the loss of equipment, they will even lose all the experience they have accumulated with great effort. It is better to run away in time!

If you kill me, you want to run away? It’s not that easy!

Zhao Sen sneered, and the breeze blew across the hair on his forehead, making him look like Hell Shura. With a loud whistle, a giant red bird danced in the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground, causing a cloud of gray smoke. The scorching flame feathers covered the sky and made people feel that death was so close to people.

"Look! It's the immortal fire phoenix that kills the gods!"

"Damn, Hanxiaotang and Wuli are so sad. I heard that the Immortal Fire Phoenix has a reflex skill!"

"I wonder if Han Xiaotang and the president who watched the flowers in the fog would sit idly..."
Chapter completed!