Chapter 97 I don't see how much face you have

The headquarters of the Wind Tower was in a mess. A team of players searched for Wu Yuan crazily, but found nothing.

Wu Yuan was like a ghost. At this moment, he destroyed the No. 8 arrow tower, and the next moment he arrived at the No. 4 delivery room. He had no clue at all and was unpredictable. He could only search according to the news that the buildings were destroyed.

Hearing the wind, his face was blue and his neck was thick. The headquarters gathered 40,000 players for a big search, but he still couldn't find Wu Yuan. From time to time, there was news that the buildings were destroyed by Wu Yuan. The face of the wind building was lost. If he didn't kill Wu Yuan, he would know how to his brothers and sisters.

"All the brothers and sisters come back and chase them together! Kill! Kill! Kill it!" Listen to the wind's instructions, call back all the teachers, block all the way out, and catch the turtle in the urn. Suddenly, there was an endless flow of people in Fenglou, and the players rushed back one by one to join the team chasing Wu Yuan.

"It's almost time to go." Wu Yuan came out of a hidden corner and looked at a group of players passing by, showing a still-fledged expression. It was not that he did not want to continue to destroy the headquarters of Tingfenglou, but that he retained his strength to destroy the shadow of the dark.

"The stingy, the two players who have returned from the reincarnation of the Shadow of Dark Shadow are coming to Tingfeng Tower. Let's deal with you together. You should leave Tingfeng Tower quickly." After answering the sweetie's voice request, her anxious voice sounded in her ear. Wu Yuan smiled and said confidently, "Don't worry. If I don't want to leave, no one can stop me. Someone is coming. I won't talk to you."

"Then be more careful." Sweetheart cares.

Wu Yuan hung up the voice, flashed into the green belt, avoided the eyeliner of a team, quietly went to the back door portal, passed by the No. 1 warehouse, and saw the dense players guarding it, one by one on guard, waiting.

"FUCK, more than 4,000 people!" Wu Yuan rolled his eyes, and 4,000 reincarnated people guarded the No. 1 warehouse, which really looked up to my brother. From the other side, it showed that the No. 1 warehouse stored huge wealth. Wu Yuan did not stop and went to the back door. On the way, he met a team of thousands of people, who were exposed and surrounded by groups.

"Big boss, I'm not here!"

"It's fate to get rid of it!" The leader of the ranger, Brother Fu, roared and punched the magic skill to the heart. The two daggers rotated together, raised a circle of sharp sword lights, and took Wu Yuan's heart with invincible power. At the same time, the players behind him also launched powerful attacks, such as swords and shadows, arrows and rain spirits, guns and axes, overwhelmingly serving Wu Yuan.

Such a dense attack is surrounded by groups. If it were most players, it would definitely end with hatred. However, Wu Yuan is different. His chasing the wind has reached level four, and his own cultivation is the state of reincarnation. He also holds a floating ancient knife. As soon as he chases the wind, he turns into a ghost and leaves rows of shadows, causing Brother Fu's attack to become futile.

Wu Yuan is like a small boat in the waves, floating steadily in one attack after another. In an instant, he stood on the top of a player's head, stepped on their heads, and galloped away. Wu Yuan turned over, fell to the ground and fled.

"FUCK, I can't escape!"

"Chasing, you must kill him!"

"If there is no chance to kill it, I will be the deputy master!"

Brother Fu roared, waved weapons, and kept chasing Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan took them around and came to the corner. Wu Yuan had a transformation charm, became a popular player, and got rid of the pursuers.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Yuan arrived at the back door of the Tingfeng Building. There was a sea of people here, and there were more people than the No. 1 warehouse, reaching about 5,000. Behind the leading two players, there are two apertures. At a glance, you can see that they are the returnees of the reincarnation. They are not players who listen to the Wind Tower, but from the Shadow of the Dark Shadow, and one of them is the master of the Dark Shadow, an extremely mysterious master. His profession is a land ranger, holding two knives, Shengwei rolling, and a piece of equipment on his body emits a strong divine atmosphere. Like Wu Yuan, he has a divine equipment. The difference is that one is the weapon, the main attack, and the other is the armor, the main defense.

"No fate, come out!" He stared at the front, as if talking to the air, and made an eye to the light elf who returned from the realm of reincarnation. He waved his spiritual staff to show the light, covering 100 meters, showing all things, including dust as small as dust. There is no doubt that Wu Yuange was exposed again and confronted 5,000 players head-on.

"You can't stop me!" Wu Yuanjian said simply, fuck the guy and do it. He can't drag it any longer. Once he listens to the wind and the reincarnation, the militiamen come over and they will cooperate with the dark and the dark. It will be a little difficult to go out.

Tianwu does not break the cover!

Great sadness!

Wu Yuan is very strong. He sacrificed Tianwu without breaking the mask, increased his defense by five times, bursting out the divine power, and suppressed those who returned to the realm of reincarnated for a burst of suffocation, causing 5 to 15,000 damage one by one. The great sad palm of the sacrificial skill came out immediately. One palm came out, infinitely extended, and everything was sad. Everything was sad, containing endless sadness. With a strong force, it shrouded a radius of 100 meters, and pressed the head to the darkness.

Ah, ah, ah...

The screams were endless. Five hundred players died, and the rest fell into a state of grief, including the dark and the underworld.

Flame cut!

Wu Yuan rushed forward with his arrow, hit the skill of flame chopping, and raised a ten-foot flame. The temperature suddenly rose, as if igniting the air. When a knife fell, the earth shook, and the flames burned everywhere. He killed a player in a second, blew it out, and hit a blood road that went straight to the transmission array. Wu Yuan took the opportunity to rush to the transmission array.

"No chance, stay for me!" Seeing that Wu Yuan pointed to the transmission array, suddenly there was a dark and cold voice. He appeared silently in front of Wu Yuan. His whole body was purple, condensed into a purple mask, and his divine breath was overflowing. His feet were like hot wheels, as fast as electric light, hitting Wu Yuan head-on.

The dark speed was so fast that Wu Yuan didn't have time to dodge. He banged, and the two collided. Wu Yuanzhen flew three meters away. Tianwu did not break the hood, and there were cracks, which was damaged by 60%. On the other hand, the darkness only retreated by two meters, and the purple light covered a ripple, with fewer cracks and 30% damage.

"No fate, come again!" The dark was very strong, purple, and the momentum was even more powerful. He rushed forward and hit Wu Yuan with his body again. The players around the Wind Tower were shocked, with deep fear and worship in their eyes, and some players shouted cheerfully: "Dark boss, you are great!"

"Dark boss, kill us, revenge for our brothers and sisters!"

"Big Boss Dark, you are so amazing. I admire you the most!"

"Brother Dark, I'm going to marry you!"

The cheers and screams came to the dark ears. He was indifferent and disdainful. His footsteps did not stop, like an electric light flashing, and with his great magic power, he once again hit Wu Yuan's Tianwu's unbroken mask.

Bum!

The two collided, and Wu Yuan retreated three meters again. Tianwu did not break the mask and split. The powerful anti-shock force bombarded his body, which made him dizzy and dizzy, causing 12,000 damage.

"What a strong defense, his divine equipment is at least unblocked!" Wu Yuan sighed in his heart. The god-level equipment on the dark body is very powerful, and the defense must be more than one million, so he dares to hit with his body, and the dark speed is so fast that even Wu Yuan is ashamed of himself. It can be said that he has played the speed of the ground ranger to the fullest. It is the fastest player Wu Yuan has ever seen, surpassing the prodigal son. Turning back, he even surpassed him.

He was also shocked. With his 1.6 million defense power, he could not be stunned. The fate really lived up to his reputation.

"Let's kill everyone together!" He shouted loudly and moved his footsteps, like a ghost. When he arrived behind Wu Yuan, he waved his swords and made a magic cut, piercing Wu Yuan's back. At the same time, the players of Ming and Tingfenglou rushed over, waved their weapons, and played powerful skills to kill Wu Yuan. Arrows and rain magic, swords and shadows bombarded under the cover, covering Wu Yuan overwhelmingly, making people avoid it.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands. In the face of the bombardment of two reincarnated players and 5,000 reincarnated players, even if Wu Yuan has the attack power of the third god warriors, he is not their opponent.

"Shadow, listen to the wind tower, you can't keep your brother!" Wu Yuan smiled confidently, waved the floating light ancient knife, cut off the binding power of the dark magic skill, did not retreat, rushed into the group of players, chased the wind step out at the fourth level, avoided attacks, passed them, and left a row of shadows. At this moment, Wu Yuan is only ten feet away from the transmission array, and the opportunity to escape has come.

"Fra, don't let him run away. Surround him quickly!"

"No fate, die!"

The player who listened to the wind tower attacked Yun Guo crazily and prevented him from approaching the teleport array. Among them, the dark speed is the fastest, like a ghost appearing in front of Wu Yuan, dancing with two short swords. The holy power is vast, and a group of sword nets is covered Wu Yuan. He said rudely, "No fate, if you are allowed to escape in front of me, won't I have no face?"

"I don't see how much face you have." Wu Yuan despised.

"No chance, you can't run away!"

"No fate, die for me, kill you, I am the deputy master of ten thousand people under one person!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

At the same time, the players of Ming and Tingfeng Tower also launched a fierce attack, covering Wu Yuan like a storm. Their eyes turned red, as if they had a deep hatred with Wu Yuan.

Roar!

Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded from Wu Yuan out of thin air, shocking the sky, shaking the world, and crying ghosts and gods. It seemed to be the first roar after the awakening of the sleeping beast for thousands of years. The strong sound waves swept through the four fields and scattered all the attacks, making the 5,000 players who listened to the wind tower fall into dementia, look dull and motionless. Move, there are tens of thousands of points of damage. More than 800 players in the realm of reincarnation and rebirth closest to Wu Yuan are even more miserable. The head is touching and bursting, blood splashing everywhere, and the death is unclear.

"Xiao Bing, well done!" Wu Yuan stroked the ice unicorn, which was as white as snow. The power of the 200th-level god Zeng Bing unicorn was beyond his expectation. With its own magic skill, the unicorn roared, and its attack power was infinitely close to the third god martial arts. It was definitely not something that could be fought against after reincarnation.

Ice and snow!

Then a snowflake floated down, covering more than 100 meters. The temperature around it dropped rapidly. As soon as the ice unicorn's magic skill was frozen and the snow came out, it was frozen and dark. Some players with weak defense directly became ice sculptures.

"Goodbye, everyone!"