Chapter 142 This is our territory

As soon as Yan Feng entered the team, someone screamed, "What a strong attack aura!"

After this reminder, the crowd immediately got up.

"God of War fighting spirit, physical attack power increased by 10%!" My magic attack power has also increased by 10%!" Aren't soldiers only encouraged by courage?" There is also the Nepion aura, which reduces dark magic damage by 10%. ......

Shock, excitement, curiosity, doubt and other kinds of eyes focused on him, and the eyes of the dragon son in the field were obviously full of fear. On that day, the young wizard who led the Dragon Son Elite Group into the plague land to chase Yan Bing whispered beside President Long Aotian:

"President, this Yanfeng seems to have mastered new skills, and I'm afraid it's even more difficult to deal with. Do you want to readjust the cooperation plan with the Golden Hui Guild?

Since the plague town, the son of the dragon has found the subtle relationship between Yanfeng and Yanbing after some investigation. In addition, the friendly relationship between the two major domestic competitors, the iron-blooded wolf, the dusk of the gods and the auction house, is even more afraid of the auction house. The Jinhui Guild failed to acquire the auction house, and Yan Feng was already blacklisted. In the face of the pressure of energy people and other strong guilds, they had to consider seeking a cooperative guild, and the son of the dragon naturally became their first choice.

Long Aotian is burly and strong, with a national character face, and an open heavenly court. Under a pair of sword eyebrows, he is born with a pair of sharp eyes. His hands and feet exude an awesome momentum. With a silver shiny warrior armor, he looks heroic. He looked at Yanfeng in the distance with burning eyes and said gently and firmly:

"What I Long Aotian decided has never been possible to change. Even if he has three heads and six arms, he is still alone. There is nothing to be afraid of.

Hearing him so resolutely, the young wizard immediately showed relief on his face.

There is no particularly outstanding elite backbone in the Dragon Son Guild. The quality of the leadership can be seen from the escape of the second resource battle. The reason why the son of the dragon ranks among the top ten guilds in the world is that there are characters like Long Aotian, and this is the only opponent that the iron-blooded wolf is really afraid of. In terms of identity background and leadership ability, Long Aotian is by no means inferior to Yanfeng. He is the heir of China's largest Star Aviation Group. His name has been known by world players as early as in The Divine Realm. Because he is also an important position, his daily game time is only a few hours, but he can stay in the lead with the top players. Therefore, no one doubts his top level. If he is given enough time, he will undoubtedly become a top figure.

The iron-blooded wolf has spent more than six hours here since killing the deep-sea beast. The members of the meeting are already mentally exhausted and can't wait to end the battle.

"Yanfeng, most people here are optimistic about you. How to fight is up to you." The beacon wolf said loudly.

Yanfeng's strength is here. Now that the president of the First Association has released a message, everyone naturally has no objection.

"I'll go up first. If they attack, they will go to war directly." Yan Feng left a word and quickly walked towards the position of the Mou Xiuton camp.

As soon as he stepped into the entrance, a strong armored equipment suddenly attracted countless eyes. The horrible helmet and the silver thunder and lightning covering the whole body made people scared. The melee players who were originally standing on the front line in the Musuton camp were afraid of his amazing momentum and retreated one after another.

Yan Feng walked to the middle of the two camps and stopped, shouting at thousands of players in the Musuton camp:

"If you want to fight, please go to Rukrag and Bosselen. This is the territory of Narot. If anyone takes a step forward, I will be his first opponent!"

The fierce eyes were like a sword out of its sheath, shining with elite light through the cold helmet, and a sharp spirit burst out of golden armor wrapped in lightning, which was shocking.

Among the guild players in the Mouxiuton camp, there are some reckless and arrogant people. At this time, a defense knight stood up and shouted, "Do you think you can fight against thousands of us alone? I just stood here and had the guts to rush to cut me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the body of the anti-knight had not yet stood still. A bright silver lightning chain flashed out of the blade of the Yanfeng sword and tied it. With the pulling back of the long sword, the whole body of the anti-knight took off and fell into the field. In amazement, he found that his body was imprisoned, and his eyes looked at Yanfeng in front of him with fear.

"You are the first one." Two purple sword lights swept over the anti-knight's chest with a heavy and cold voice.

Continuous thorn, -1999 (grip), -74 (blood boiling), -4471 (grip)!

System prompt: "You kill the players in the enemy camp and get an honor badge."

From the anti-knight standing out, to being caught in the field, he suffered a continuous stabbing into soul gold dust. The whole process took less than three seconds, and Yanfeng's action was between the lightning, and only the players of the two camps were stunned:

"What kind of skill is that thunder and lightning?" Kill the anti-knight with nearly 5,000 health points in one move?

The beacon wolf standing on the first line looked carefully and sighed, "This thunder and lightning skill also has a control effect. If you can't turn on the defense skill in time, with his terrible attack power, you will definitely die after being caught!"

"Is this skill too disgusting? In the future, if you don't want to see who is unhappy, isn't it a life..." The frustrated wolf fantasized that he would become Yan Feng's opponent, and immediately got goose bumps.

"Does anyone else want to try?" Yan Feng deliberately raised his voice so that all players present could hear it clearly.

The blood of the Eternal Empire looked at Yan Feng standing proudly in the field, with a mysterious smile on the corners of his mouth, and said to a well-equipped young hunter behind him, "Can you hit it?"

"A live target, one blow to the head!" The young hunter said and took out a strange cannon from the plane space. This long gun is very different from an ordinary shotgun. It not only has a huge shape and a scope, but also uses special shells. It is not difficult to guess at a glance that it has strong lethality.

Xue Huang: "The hot wind is the biggest trump card of the Narot camp, and your sniper is the only special profession that can restrain him. Go ahead and let them see that their master will become cannon fodder!"

After the scene just now, Yan Feng's words completely became a death order, and the players of the Mouxiuton camp retreated again. However, the guild companion of the anti-knight couldn't stand it, and dozens of people shouted at the same time and rushed to Yanfeng on the field.

When the Bluebird Studio saw each other attacking, they took the lead in welcoming them. The iron-blooded wolf and the two guilds of the gods at dusk were also ready to fight at any time. At this time, Yanfeng held the epic sword high and was disillusioned. A powerful thunder and lightning energy condensed along his right arm to the tip of the sword, and gradually expanded into a silver-white thunder and lightning sphere above his head, and flew away with his arm waving to the rushing crowd.

Thunder explosion!

"Boom--" The thunder and lightning sphere exploded in the center of the crowd. In an instant, the mud and sand splashed, and a groove with a radius of ten meters was burst out on the beach ground. The powerful impact hit the bodies of these dozens of players.

-3775 (grip), -3775 (grip), -2964, -3775 (grip), ...

"Ah..." There was a fierce howl. Except for the defensive profession and players who have reached level 22, the rest of the people directly turned into the dust of the soul and fell into the sand. The remaining people could not move within a few seconds because of the strong paralysis effect.

"Remote group skills?!" The two camps caused a sensation again.

Everyone in the Bluebird Studio rushed ten meters away and stopped. Their expressions were equally shocking, and they could hardly believe their eyes. Chen Shiyao was very excited when she saw the strong and domineering side of her favorite person. The demon and Zhong Shanshan's eyes lit up and screamed directly: "It's so cool!"

"Hey, hey, this is not a joke. The group skills in the ten-meter range are several times more lethal than meteorite summoning, and have special effects. How can I do this in the future?" Xiao Yang smiled and looked at Han Yueru, "Lingyue, it seems that this thunder group skill is no longer your patent."

Han Yueru's expression was calm and she replied proudly, "You and I may not be the only light mage and summoner. Is it important to have unique skills?"

The health of the remaining players after suffering the lightning explosion skill has fallen to the bottom, and all the healing professions in the team have been killed. Knowing that if it is a fiasco again, they stared at Yanfeng angrily and then retreated out of the attack range.

After two strong crushing in a row, the players of Musuton's camp gradually wavered and began to figure out whether to withdraw from this battle with no chance of winning. And the morale of the Narot camp was high, and they raised their weapons to cheer for Yanfeng. Most players on both sides think that the situation is a fore.

"Bang!" A dull cannon sound came from Musuton's camp, and a huge cannonball flew away to the field, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Boom--" The giant shell directly hit Yanfeng's forehead, and the smoke was permeated.

The original noisy scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide to see what was going on. Thousands of hearts beat fiercely at this moment.

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