Chapter 460 Madman

Next to him was a crazy disciple. He had no interest in chatting with the other party's comrades-in-arms. However, when he heard the other party's voice only half of it, there was no lingering sound. He didn't feel that when he turned his head and looked at it, he saw Mr. Gambler who fell to the ground and gasped for breath. Suddenly, the one hand holding the dagger secretly used another force. , hold it tightly.

The circle of Berserkers on this side saw the situation behind them. They all turned their faces forward and surrounded the Berserkers who fell to the ground into a big circle.

"Intimidation"!

"Storm Strikes Back"!

"Crazy state"!

"Breaking the gallbladder roar"!

"Breaking Armor Attack"!

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The surrounded circle of people have used their special skills at the same time. At this time, whether they are afraid of death or not afraid of death, at this time, there is only one choice, either killing or being killed. When they know that they are already the prey in the eyes of hunters, of course, these people will only have stronger cohesion and only save their lives.

At this time, Chu Nan had already jumped away from the fierce battle that fell to the ground. At this time, behind this circle, the characteristics of the wind in the thieves were played to the fullest, and the speed and strength were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The strength of the team did not hit the hidden enemy, and finally it all fell on Mr. Gamblers lying on the ground. After a burst of discomfort, Mr. Gamble felt that he just wanted to die well. He just wanted to lie here quietly to see who took his life.

Generally, the fierce battle is a striker in the team, and the probability of death is much higher than that of other professions. Therefore, the pain of the fierce battle is generally only adjusted between 10% and 15%. This degree of pain is still acceptable to the feeling before death, but it is like being punched a few times.

These fierce battles around him, constantly casting skills on him, were all seen by Mr. Crazy Gamble, but he dared not say anything at this time. Although after death, the pain of other people's attacks is much less than that of the set, this painless feeling makes Mr. Crazy Gambler lying on the ground sleep uneasy. What's more, continuous skills can make all his equipment fall.

With a trace of reluctance and no choice, a line of light blue words floated out of Mr. Gambling's body: a group of stupid people! Will the thief still stay with me? I won't let you go after I take a look. After saying that, the font color gradually became lighter, floated away gently, and returned to the designated point of the guild to resurrect.

Holding a magic battle, he was casting a fierce battle of skills. Looking at the corpses on the ground that were bombed by skills, and the helpless voice of the other party, he couldn't help laughing, but in the face of the big enemy, he immediately stood up and prepared for a new round of casting spells. You know, maybe the next second, it would be the one lying on the ground.

"This won't work." The madman who was just a madman was the first to apply the skill, and now he was also the first to stop applying the skill. He frowned and said, "Mr. Crazy Gamble must have been killed by the wind thieves. The Piaoluo God Guild is originally a sub-union of the temple of the gods. I think there may be a joining of the temple of the gods today."

Only half of the words were said, but the faces of the people in a circle suddenly became solemn, the temple of the gods! Wind Thieves! The best Chunan! Connecting these nouns together, those low-level ones even began to tremble slightly on their legs. Fear is all on the face, but you have to try your best to hide it.

At this time, they are close to them, holding the blade of killing with cold light in their hands. They have little regard for their every move. Although they know that they can be defeated in 0.1 time to deal with these mad warriors, they still wait to see their attitude. After all, a man is still very satisfied to see other people's fear of himself and frightened by the wind, which can still satisfy a man's heroic plot. At this time, Chu Nandu inflated his high self- vanity.

"Don't be afraid. There are many masters of various functions in the temple of the gods, including President Chu Nan, the first wind thief in the Southern Region. Therefore, today we may only meet the master of thieves in the temple of the gods." The voice of the madman was calm, and there was no panic like other people's big disaster. Chu Nan cast an approving look next to him and specially looked at the attributes next to him: Wind Whisperer Guild, Level 36. It's also a good result.

"If you are really a master of the temple of the gods, anyway, once you die, you can still compete with the master to improve your experience and adaptability. Now, with the speed and instinct of the wind thieves, it is impossible for us to use our skills in the middle. Everyone should pay attention to their surroundings. As a madman said, he waved the knife in his hand around his body powerfully and rhythmically. The wind of the sword splitting rustled, and the people next to him also followed his appearance.

Such a strange circle on this side immediately attracted the attention of the Berserkers nearby. Therefore, the news of thieves and thieves spread. All the crazy battles did the same action, using their own weapons to compare around them. Keep your surroundings safe.

There was a smile on Chu Nan's mouth. There will be some thoughtful people in each guild team. However, maybe the professions they chose at that time were different, so it greatly affected their later development. Generally speaking, what Berserkers need is madness and courage. Of course, in terms of strategy, it is less demanding than other professions. Chu Nan is a pity for this madman.

It's a pity that the ** just brought to the back row of Berserkers is just a small prologue. Chu Nanping held his breath. At this time, Chu Nan took a deep breath, and the official battle horn sounded.

Spear out!

Running!

Crazy Killing!

Three skills on one side were applied. Chu Nan sneaked into the center of the Berserker's team. With the help of the strength of one foot, his body became a certain shape in capital letters. He was born at the same speed as flying, and the two weapons in his hand stabbed straight into every fierce battle in the circle.

It's as relaxed as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. Everyone doesn't feel the blood flowing from their bodies. They just look at the health and blood volume bursting out by their partners around them. There is only horror left. The crazy fighters' action of trying to protect themselves suddenly stopped, shrinking their bodies back and trying to retreat completely.

"Everyone continues to wave hard around their bodies with knives!" When a crazy disciple saw everyone's dull self-preservation movements, he was very anxious and shouted loudly again. It was just because of the waving knife that the group injury that had just been stolen was not so serious. If you stop now and the other party will fly again, it is estimated that a large area will really fall to the ground.

When everyone heard the shouts, it was like waking up from a dream. After all, the people who came to play games were all hot-blooded young people, and they were all aroused by the hero complex.

Chu Nan saw such a small self-preservation team in the dark. He just got a circle of damage and hit a maximum damage value of 108. Now everyone is bursting blood volume and vital value, and they are slightly satisfied. It's just that the next step, how to attack the group?

The fierce warriors waved the knife in their hands while besieging forward to reduce the radius of the circle. Narrow the circle, and when the thief attacks again, everyone can take care of each other and help each other.

Flying around, Chu Nan settled down at the central point and stopped, clenching one instrument in his hands, especially the shining luster of the blade of killing, with bursts of chill. Chu Nan glanced coldly, looked at the Berserker approaching step by step, and squeezed the corners of his mouth.

"Such a high level, it must be the best virgin."

"Anyway, you can't escape. Even if you die under his knife, it's not a shame."

"Yes, even if our boss comes, it's not certain who is high or who is low, let alone us?"

A group of people next to him also saw the situation here and continued to besiege. Surrounded by a peripheral circle, if it weren't for the sneak attack, these people would really have no chance to see the first president of the guild. They usually only worship and admire the name. Now, the people in the two circles hold the dagger in their hands and are ready to attack the myth in their minds.

"Stop it, stop it, help it!"

"Tremble and trample!"

"Storm counterattack!"

"Intimidation!"

People around are casting skills on this battle center. Although these skills are not worth mentioning to Chu Nan, so many skills are superimposed at the same time, which also causes certain damage to Chu Nan's physical strength. Chu Nan's stealth skills are still in the cooling time.

On this side, the narrowed range of Berserkers has approached. Although they are still bursting with blood volume and vitality, these mad warriors have also become extremely fierce after the death war and the lack of ideological constraints.

"Breaking Armor Attack"!

"Whirlwind Cut"!

"charge"!

Several people held weapons and rushed to the best virgin in the middle. Under the release of such group attack skills, the wind and dust next to them rose and shocked the leaves to fly.

On this side, the dark sun was played. At that end, in the temporary command center, the sky dance shines in the sun, and the sky is full of blood clouds. Longcheng Fei Shao saw the fierce scene of dust and sand on this side, and Ye Wu Piaotian's fierce scene. He hurriedly turned around the battle control mirror. A group of mad warriors besieged a wind thief to fight, and his blood was boiling.

When I saw that the level of this wind thief was actually forty-second level, I immediately understood that this was not a struggle against balance. On the one hand, I was proud of the bravery and fearlessness shown by my members, and on the other hand, I was anxious that I didn't see the natural ghost of the command, so I quickly opened the audio:

"Chu Sheng, the best virgin has arrived behind us!" Xie Yang was full of reproach, and his voice was very urgent. The rear mad warriors will be annihilated, and the follow-up force of the siege there will be severely hit. And it also has a psychological negative impact on the power of the siege in front of the city.

"The front is attacking here, and the team has entered 200 meters." Chu Sheng quickly returned the audio, and the burning sound of magnetic chirping in the audio could still be seen. Now Xie Yang was speechless.

I have just seen it in the battle control mirror that Chu Sheng, who rushed to the front, has been hissing with the team. On the one hand, he has to dodge the dense arrows that keep shooting down on the wall, and on the other hand, he has to make a real confrontation with the face-to-face madman. Now it is a miracle that he can advance 200 meters. It is.

At the moment when Xie Yang hung up the audio, he just looked up to the sky and sighed in his heart. Didn't this cheating and obscene virgin say that you wouldn't come?

In return, the urgent need to be solved.