Chapter 206 Dead Plague

There is a powerful way to eliminate the invisibility of the Bluebird Studio, and with his terrorist attack power of more than 1,500 points, those assassins dare not approach too much at all.

"Is it dangerous for Yanfeng to be there alone?" Chen Shiyao looked worried.

"Since the other party is prepared, he should think of a way to deal with him. The shape of this land is very unfavorable to us, and even in the past, it will not help us. However, after all, Yanfeng's swordsman is a heroic profession, and he has won so many special rewards for clearance. The skills are emerging one after another. I'm afraid that the Xingyao Guild is also a headache. Yue Wuhen said it lightly on the surface, but in fact, he was not sure. In this siege state, the high explosive skills are difficult to work. What's more, there is a lot of fog around him, and even how many people on the other party can't see it clearly. And Yanfeng's ice-flame double edge with attribute effect is so conspicuous that it is difficult not to give people a live rake!

Liu Ruoxuan: "If I had known, I wouldn't have asked A Feng to come over. He is full of epic and legendary equipment. If he really hangs up, it will be a big loss if he drops any one."

She was a little impatient. As soon as she was attacked, she asked Yan Feng for help. Now when she saw everyone trapped here, she began to regret it.

Yue Wuhen comforted and said, "Didn't Yanfeng say that? These people are coming to him. Even if he doesn't show up today, Xingyao's people will always find him tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

"Don't worry, A Feng can even deal with Jin Hui and Tears of the Sea. This Xingyao is just a first-level guild. Can't you escape if you can't beat it?" Chen Jie is optimistic and takes things very seriously.

"Escape?" Yue Wuhen laughed and was surrounded by more than a hundred players. If he could escape, he would not worry about dealing with the enemy with Yanfeng's ability.

Yanfeng's situation at this time is indeed like the moon's guess. The frozen traps completely bind him in the encirclement. In the first 40 seconds, he can only try to clear the other party's archers and hunter players through elemental skills. Next, he has to turn on the wind of undead possession and recovery to avoid being controlled. Because it can't get close to the attack, the blood mark can't work, only relying on the healing stone and the blessing of life to recover.

Of course, Xingyao is also uncomfortable. Under his selective attack, the number of archers and hunters has been reduced by more than half, and the number of frozen traps placed on the ground is getting smaller and less. Players can't see how much his blood volume is empty. The Vietnam War is more and more frightened: "How many skills does he have? How can an output profession return blood like this?

At this time, Lin Guoxiong couldn't stand it anymore and scolded angrily, "A bunch of idiots haven't taken him down for so long. Half of us are dead!"

This is a procrastination plan, the purpose of which is to kill Yanfeng, and sacrifice is inevitable. Although the Falcon was quite angry with Lin Guoxiong's brainless abuse, he knew that the other party was not small, so he could only hold back and pretend that he didn't hear it. Seeing that the effect of Yanfeng's thunder and lightning shield was over, he hurriedly shouted loudly, "His skills are almost gone. Everyone is ready to attack!"

The players were refreshed when they heard the words and launched a crazy attack on the armored youth in the field.

-213, -27, -21, -239, -191, -24, ...

"Damn!" Yan Feng was secretly angry and decisively used only five bottles of powerful treatment medicine left, and then quickly flashed back in the direction of the stone pile.

"Is the blood returning again? Everyone catch up!"

Nearly a hundred players saw that he was finally in a weak and did not need the reminder of the Falcon gun at all, and they all rushed over.

"Head, he is so fast that we can't catch up at all!" Falcon Coco shouted gloomily.

"If you can't catch up, you have to catch up. When his skills are restored, the sacrifices in front of us will be in vain!" Falcon's eyes were blood-red, and he stared at the direction of Yanfeng's retreat, hoping that he could step on the rest of the frozen traps.

However, everyone was disappointed, and the route of Yanfeng's return was exactly the same as that of the attack!

When Chen Shiyao saw that he suddenly retreated back to the stone pile, she quickly turned around and ran away.

"Don't come over, rush out of the encirclement!" Yan Feng shouted loudly on the team channel.

Seeing dozens of remote players rushing towards his position, he quickly leaned on the inside of the stone to avoid the sight of his opponent. Fortunately, these people did not dare to get too close, but used group skills outside the attack range.

Yue Wuqi knew that Yan Feng was delaying time for them, and immediately rushed to a gap. He wanted to break the deadlock as soon as possible and shouted, "Meatballs, you put a flare in front of me!"

When the assassins who were originally lying on long-range observation saw that they were going to break through, they all rushed up with acceleration skills.

At this time, a cold wind suddenly blew in the air of Necromancer Valley. Everyone only felt a trembling and an inexplicable chill gushed out. Then they found that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and everything on the ground was completely submerged.

"The fog is so good!"

Yanfeng's sad cloud suddenly faded, and he quickly ran to the position of the people in the Bluebird Studio. Bingyan's two blades criscrossed out, and the thunder and fire devoured directly fell directly at their feet. Several nearby assassins were blown to death, and then the state of the undead was lifted, shouting:

"Shi Yao!"

Chen Shiyao was overjoyed, and her slender hands were gentle, releasing the touch and recovery of instantaneous treatment, and two soft green lights fell directly on him.

"This damn fog!" Xingyao Guild and several headhunting studios were so angry. Before they chased them, a dull warning sounded in the sky:

"The Necromancer Valley began to spit out the plague!"

Then everyone heard the system prompt: "You are affected by the plague and lose 50 health points per second!"

"Shiyao, God bless, bird of heaven, come with me!" Yan Feng said that his body turned back again.

"Good!" The bird of paradise answered excitedly. After several team battles, he has regarded Yan Feng as an idol. It is a pleasure for him to help and play the role of the paladin.

The vision is gray, but Yanfeng can judge the position of his opponent through fine footsteps. At this time, he has changed into two wooden swords, and he will not be seen at close range.

"Paradise bird, you hide behind the stone pile and treat me when I come back!" He jumped lightly under his feet and rushed out a few meters, and two wooden swords stabbed directly at a wizard player.

Continuous thorn, -2093 (crash), -5177 (crash)!

One move to kill! The wizard didn't even see the figure and turned into black dust and fell into the ground. The two players around saw the effect of black dust and hurriedly shouted, "He's here!"

"It's too late!" Yan Feng sneered.

Continuous thorn, -1694, -4197! Continuous thorn, -1711, -4237!

In just three seconds, there were three people, and Yanfeng then turned to the right. In the state of thick fog, he doesn't have to worry about being locked at all. He doesn't even have to use the undead possession skill, and he can play it at will.

At this time, the falcon old gun cried bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, because of this wave of plague, the Necromancer Valley, which was absolutely for them, became the dominant place of Yanfeng! The hatred in his heart is that he regrets not organizing a melee team to stop him when he retreats. He is even more depressed why he is unlucky to encounter the plague that broke out once a few days in Necromancer!

Seeing that the team members are rapidly decreasing, and the time to kill Yan Feng has passed, and they are in the current disadvantageous state. They have no chance of winning at all. Falcon Old Gun has to choose to give up helplessly and shouts, "Go back to the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lin Guoxiong scold angrily, "What city should I go back to? I must destroy him!"

"Look who destroys it!" Yan Feng sneered in his heart.