Chapter 106 Hob Knife Hand

In the magic field, Duan Chen and others constantly attracted the attacks of monsters and constantly bombarded the golden armored warriors. Soon, in front of Duan Chen and others, there were fewer and fewer golden armored warriors.

"It's almost done, go!" His eyes swept over the seven or eight golden armored warriors left inside, and a flash of light flashed in Duan Chen's eyes and said loudly.

"Good!" Hearing this, everyone answered and rushed in directly, attacking the golden armored warrior in front of them.

"I don't know what's wrong with that boy! What kind of monster did you meet!" Wu Qiao whispered.

"According to the level of the golden armor warrior, it is probably the magical boss of level 45!" Duan Chen thought for a moment and then said.

"This boy was destroyed by the smile twice. It's only level 38. Can he stand it?" Hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help asking. If there is still level 40, it may be good to say that the 38-level priest is difficult to resist in the face of a boss.

"It's unfounded!" Hearing this, the blood splashed thousands of miles and glanced at Wu Qiao and said loudly, "Although Feng Kuang's brain is not good, his technology is still very good!"

"The brain is not good..." Hearing the comments of the blood splashing thousands of miles, everyone can't help but want to laugh. The recalcited personality of Fengfeng can indeed be called a bad brain.

"That boy can't stop it!" Duan Chen laughed and said loudly that only Duan Chen knew the horror of the whole magic field. The demonized boss faced by Feng Kuang must have a high magic defense. This is the setting of the magic field. The BOSS of the magic field is arranged by the player's attributes.

"After passing here, there is the court corridor. There are hobsters and elite-level monsters!" Duan Chen said to everyone, "Be careful!"

"I understand!" Hearing this, the blood splashed thousands of miles and others answered together. Elite-level monsters can still cope with them, but they don't know what level of elite-level monsters is.

"The robber, die!" When Duan Chen and others walked to the corridor of the Dharma Field, the sound of shouting resounded in an instant. In an instant, seven big men with arrogant faces rushed over and watched Duan Chen and others shout.

The seven big men are all covered with fat. Every step they take, the fat shakes, especially the round belly, which is even more surprising.

"If this is pressed, just hang up!" Wu Qiao smiled and said that Wu Qiao is the thinnest among the people, or thin, with blood splashed thousands of miles of muscle. At a glance, he knew that he was a strong man. Zhang Yu was a little fat man, and Duan Chen was moderately symmetrical. Only Wu Qiao looked a little thin. At this moment, Wu Qiao stood next to the knife hob, just like a kindergarten child and Comparison of adults.

"Bear cutter: a 44-level elite monster, with a blood volume of 40,000, the law enforcer in the magic field, specializing in killing the enemy's head with the big knife in his hand!"

"Seven hob hands! Meng Zhi and Wu Qiao cooperated to kill one, and the speed should be fast. Zhang Yu, you and the summoning beast suppress one. You don't need to kill so fast, just suppress it! Thousands of miles, you two me three!" Duan Chen arranged it immediately!

"Good!" Hearing this, everyone answered in unison. For Duan Chen's arrangement, it was relatively pertinent.

"Drink!" The first thing that rushed forward was the blood splashing thousands of miles. The giant shield blocked it directly. With a bang, it kicked out the hob player in front of him. The tomahawk in his hand cut on the body of another hob player at almost the same time and attracted him.

Wu Qiao and Meng Zhi cooperated directly and surrounded a hob player. Wu Qiao's attack and Meng Zhi's long-range shot. At this moment, the cooperation was seamless, and the bore knife was not uncomfortable.

As for Zhang Yu, with the help of the 37-level demonized BOSS Qingming Crazy Wolf, there is no big problem in killing a hob hand. With Qingming Crazy Wolf acting as a meat shield in front of him, Wu Qiao only needs to release control and attack magic in the back.

The only strong one is Duan Chen, who wandered around the three hob players, constantly shooting and attacking a hob player. At the same time, he also dodged the attack of the other two hob players.

With one against three, Duan Chen is still relatively difficult. After all, the attack and defense of the hob player are not bad. The only thing that gratified Duan Chen is that the hob player's agility is not enough. Think about it, it's difficult to be so fat and agile!

This is also the only place where Duan Chen can beat the hob player. Every time he attacks, he can beat the hob player back a step. Soon, the hob player in front of him fell down with a scream.

With the fall of the hob player, Duan Chen exhaled gently, his eyes flashed, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes. At this moment, Wu Qiao and Meng Zhi had eliminated their opponents, turned around and threw himself into the blood splash thousands of miles to help the blood splash thousands of miles to deal with a hob hand.

Duan Chen smiled, turned around and stabbed straight. With a bang, he bombarded the hob hand in front of him and exited. Then, he directly raised his hand and hit the hob hand in front of him again. The hob hand directly withdrew.

"Lao Duan's attack is so strong!" Seeing Duan Chen's means, Wu Qiao and others were surprised. Duan Chen's attack power may be similar, but Duan Chen's critical strike damage value is absolutely domineering.

"Yes! Brother Kuangchen's critical strike damage is so high!" Just now, everyone has found that the probability of Duan Chen's critical strike is really terrible. He can make a critical strike almost several times. Such a powerful critical strike is what all players want.

"What's the benefit of leaving us on this day!" Wu Qiao said that Duan Chen was not so tough with them in front of him. Now he is so powerful all of a sudden. He must have gained something.

"It's not surprising that the dust has always been like this!" The blood splashed thousands of miles and smiled, and at the same time burst out. He attacked the hob player in front of him again. With a bang, he hit the hob player in front of him and withdrew.

"Wait a minute, ask this boy!" Wu Qiao dodged the attack of the knife cutter and said to himself. He just wanted to ask, but there were so many monsters that he didn't have time to ask. This kind of critical strike damage is the most suitable for the ranger. The ranger, what he most wants to get, is definitely the critical strike damage. The powerful blow is the foundation of the ranger's survival.

"I want to know too!" Hearing the words, the blood splashed thousands of miles and laughed. If there is a way to increase the damage of critical strike, no matter what profession the player is, they will be ecstatic.

"Oh!" The moment the sound in the distance sounded, a huge body fell down with a bang. In front of Zhang Yu, the hoist fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

"Zhang Yu came to help!" Seeing Zhang Yu free his hand, Duan Chen shouted, and then he waved his long gun and hit Zhang Yu directly with only half-blooded.

"Good!" When Zhang Yu heard the words, he directly drove the Qingming Crazy Wolf to rush to the hob hand, while Duan Chen faced a hob hand alone and fought back domineeringly.