Chapter 727： Come and go (1/2)
Jagged Brotherhood.
Xia Yuwei said with a sigh, ”I really want to be one of them. Who can fight with such equipment.”
Zhang Zibo said: ”When I charge, I will cover you and be assured.”
Xia Yuwei looked at Zhang Zibo with a smile and said, ”Thank you.”
”You're welcome.” Zhang Zibo said blushingly.
Mr. Yueban's team is the closest to Xia Yuwei's team. He shouted to Xia Yuwei: ”Two of you, what kind of troops are you, can you resist so many magical attacks on the opposite side, you will not die.”
Zhang Zibo looked at Mr. Yueban and said, ”This army is called the Legion of Immortals. You can rest assured that they may not lose 100 points of blood for this attack.”
”What?” Xinghun looked at Zhang Zibo and said in surprise: ”What equipment are they?”
Zhang Zibo said: ”The Underworld Set of the Immortal, the top-level set produced by the Blood Elf Island Hundred-person Nightmare, a prismatic gemstone with a full body, a nine-color dragon skin for enchantment, and a legendary holy sword in your hand.
Star Soul said in shock: ”What are their attributes?”
Zhang Zibo laughed and said nothing.
Mr. Yueban said with a sigh: ”I have heard that the Brotherhood of Iron and Blood can forge a legendary two-handed sword. I thought it was false. I never imagined such a thing.”
Zhang Zibo looked at Lu Yang and said admiringly: ”We didn't expect it. Look at it. This army will destroy their morale.”
Mr. Yueban looked at the Paladins ahead. All he could see was countless magics. However, the sword killer and others saw a group of demons.
”This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible?” Li Xiuyu retreated in a panic. 30 meters away in front of him, the holy sword knights such as Mufeng were hit by the flame paralysis effect of the Red Flame Lion and were walking on foot.
Among the countless magics, the silver figure of Mufeng is looming.
20 yards
10 yards
5 yards
Numerous skills shining around Mufeng came to the front row of defense battles, raised the holy sword in his hand and cut it off.
”Holy Flame Slash”
A golden flame fell on the head of the anti-war in front of him. The anti-war was already silly, and he forgot to block it with a shield.
”16988” (Critical Strike)
Guard against death!
Mufeng stepped forward on the corpse of the anti-war, and cut it with a sword against the second Paladin. The Paladin reacted and blocked his shield.
When Mufeng's holy flame was cut, he drew a circle in the air, and inserted a sword from the side into the opponent's neck.
”16786” (Critical Strike)
Death of the Paladin!
He stepped forward, and suddenly he felt that the anti-ride around him had fallen, and he turned his head to look at the wasteland.
The wasteland smiled at him and said, ”Bibi kills.”
Mufeng smiled into a third anti-war head with a sword and said, ”I'm afraid you won't succeed.”
The shield battle was broken, and the animal husbandry stormed into the hands.
”Holy Rage”
The holy sword in Mufeng's hand spins in a circle, sweeping the three shooters in front with a golden light.
”11286”
”11126”
”11118”
...
The three shooters fell in response!