Chapter 365 The Counterattack of the Weak
Women like others to praise their beauty, and even goblins are no exception. When Yang Zhiyun said this, Daji immediately tightened his head shyly. His eyes looked up at Yang Zhiyun for a while. After a while, he looked at the war situation and was hot all over, making a small part of Yang Zhiyun's chest hot. If he becomes a humanoid, Yang Zhiyun believes that Daji's little face must be red at this time. Feeling the heat on his chest, Yang Zhiyun couldn't help laughing secretly. The most famous and seductive goblin in Chinese history would also be shy, which really made his heart restless.
Mo Lishou and the beast mantle deadlocked. The beast man did not dare to let the earth dragon eat the purple gold flower fox mink. If he was forced to beat him, he was afraid of hurt the earth dragon, and Mo Lishou was even more entangled. He was afraid that as soon as he attacked his treasure, the treasure mink would be swallowed into other people's stomach. Did both of them stand there motionless? When the beast looked at Mo Lishou, he sighed in his heart. It's helpless. I don't know which immortal taught such a monster. Why is it so powerful? It's simply that Li Yuanba is alive. Oh, no, Li Yuanba's ancestors have not been born yet. Presumably, the beast control is a typical summoner. He summons monsters to fight, but his own ability is average, but the magic life is the opposite. Although the purple gold flower fox mink is a wild beast, it is powerful in the eyes of many people and monsters, but compared with other wild beasts, this little mink is weak, and Shang Fu is also Hong. Compared with the two, the difference between the two is big, which shows that the wild beasts are also strong and weak.
And the magic ceremony red magic ceremony on the city wall immediately sacrificed the magic weapon. The magic ceremony green snorted coldly, and the green sword flew towards the woman in white. Naturally, it would not be that he controlled himself if the beast was entangled by the magic life. Then the most suspected woman in white was the woman.
"Shameless villain! Come on!" Mo Liqing acted on behalf of heaven and eliminated evil. He believed that the woman in white was a shameless villain. Yang Zhiyun looked unhappy. It was not that he cherished the fragrance and jade, but this kind of moral appearance. People who think they are righteous always make him particularly bored. According to his character, he would rather be a real villain than a hypocrite. Son, this Mo Liqing is the opposite of Yang Zhiyun.
The Qingfeng long sword came, and the woman in white frowned and was obviously not happy. At this time, she was remotely opposite to Mo Lihai. Mo Lihai's strength was not weak. Now she has gone all out. This long sword seems to be about to press the last straw of the camel to let her hide, let alone hide.
The speed of the Qingfeng sword was amazing, and the sound of breaking the air was mixed with fire. The woman in white sighed, stopped plucking the strings, pressed her hands down, and her index finger hooked, and the strings trembled violently. A high-pitched voice sounded. The woman in white shook her body, and the sound of the piano wrapped in an air mask quickly bounced away. The longer and bigger it grew, the whole The player's camp was all wrapped, and at this time, the Qingfeng sword had been inserted into the air mask.
Mo Liqing frowned. His Qingfeng sword cut iron like mud, and cut stones like cutting tofu. But now it has entered the air mask as if it were inserted into the mud pool. It can't be stirred. Even the induction with the Qingfeng Sword has weakened a lot. This situation has never happened before.
In order to block the green sword of Mo Liqing, the woman in white had to stop the rhythm of high mountains and flowing water, but how could the Mo Lihai, who had always been coveted, give up this good opportunity? With a hand, the pipa shook, a pair of fat hands set off a wave, and the ambush on all sides became more fierce, and entered **.
The sound of the suppression of the pipa without the guzheng became more and more intense, and the sound waves came. The players around were covered by the aperture, but there was no response. The woman in white shook her with her delicate body and trembled one after another. Finally, she couldn't stand the impact of the sound waves. Her body was high, and she spewed out a mouthful of blood. The silk scarves on his face were all dyed red, and the movements of the green sword were also smooth and suddenly moved forward, standing up in a critical situation!
The middle-aged man's face changed and his heel was about to move forward. The woman in white, who almost fell to the ground, stared and stood up and plucked the guzheng on the zither without melody. The strings shook violently. A plum blossom floated out from the top of the piano. The plum blossom was as big as a house for a few seconds when the wind was, and the plum blossom was gaseous. At first glance, it is not easy to see the plum blossom swaying with the wind. The pipa of the magic sea is like the sea of the stone city. The waves hit the petals of the plum blossom and stirred up a tremor and disappeared without a trace, as if it were just blown by the breeze, without any damage.
"Three plum blossoms!" Mo Lihai's face changed. Sure enough, he was still a professional team, and he was able to distinguish the tricks of the woman in white at a glance. The three lanes of plum blossoms are famous songs in ancient China. Everyone who is involved in this knows it, but Yang Zhiyun obviously doesn't know it. He knows that he went to Wushan together for the second time.
All the attacks of the pipa disappeared, and the plum blossoms of the woman in white were in a trance. The fat face of Mo Lihai calmed down and said with relief, "It turns out that I haven't learned anything about it, otherwise I really have nothing to do with you today." After looking at it for a long time, Yang Zhiyun also saw that this woman in white is simply an auxiliary pianist. If the attack power is too low, it can be regarded as nothing. However, for these ordinary players, players of this nature are simply good news, which can resist those large-scale interference and large-scale control second-turn masters.
And Mo Lihai is purely an attacking pianist. Although this attack is not at the same level as that of Mo Li Shou, who is also an attacking player, it has the advantage of wider defense and stronger control. As for Miaoyin Tiannu Xia Fan Ge Yang Zhiyun, he has only seen it in the video. It is preliminarily estimated that it should be that kind of control. For the type of pianist, attack and defense are average. In this way, the three kinds of pianists are the same, but it's really not a good thing that the Zhu Yi Dynasty occupies two of the three. No wonder there is a Miaoyin Tiannu and a magic sea of magic. Although there are not too many players, the consequences of the same type of internal struggle are even more difficult. Yes, it turns out that the two are from different families.
Yang Zhiyun saw that it was a little difficult for the woman in white to deal with the two opponents. Mo Lihong stared at him and seemed to be waiting for something else. Needless to say, he must be waiting for the hidden second-turn player who controlled Mo Liqing, that is, the strange man in black in front of Yang Zhiyun. Although the situation of the woman in white is dangerous now, the monster in black still does not move and does not look back. It seems that as long as Yang Zhiyun stands behind him, he will never take action, which also makes Yang Zhiyun's mind that this person's ability is likely to control the opponent out of the soul, and the body cannot move during the outing of the body. That's why I was afraid that Yang Zhiyun would attack him when he was out of his body and didn't dare to move at all.
Yang Zhiyun thought in his heart that he did not come here for which side to win, especially the Zhu Yi Dynasty, so he did not want the attacking player army to fail because of him and retreat secretly without attracting the attention of other players. Sure enough, as soon as Yang Zhiyun left the man in black, he shook and squeezed into the depths of the player's army, stirring up the surrounding players.
Waiting for a long time, Mo Lihong seemed to wait impatiently. He looked at the woman in white and opened the mixed ingot umbrella. Suddenly, the sky was gloomy. His hand turned, and the mixed ingot umbrella squeaked, and the pearls hanging on the umbrella collided and made a small and beautiful bead curtain sound.
"It's not good, four hit two." As soon as you see the action of Mo Lihong, some of the players' scalps are numb. It's already far-fetched for the woman in white to fight against two. If Mo Lihong adds another hand to her side, it will be broken! However, some players were not scared by the sound of magic red. Instead, they rushed to the woman in white and raised their wands to give the woman in white a few players' state.
The player was stunned, including Mo Lihai and Mo Liqing, who were fighting against a woman in white. They looked at each other and wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh. Yang Zhiyun was also stunned and stared. It was actually a girl who rushed up. She was only 1,78 years old. Although her face was white and beautiful, Youth is compelling, and it is pleasing to the eyes in a rough cloth. The girl's face was firm, and her little face was tight. She kept giving the woman in white the state she had learned. After that, she added blood to her, as if to make up for the blood she had just spit out. However, this is impossible. Once the player makes a second turn, it will be different from the first turn. The loss of the blood volume slot means that the player's blood addition skill can never be used on the second turn player. Otherwise, let a second turn take the lead, and the last thousand wet nurses will keep brushing blood. Isn't it invincible?
The white woman looked back, and her eyes were full of relief. She wanted to open her mouth but did not open it. Because one mouth would be discouraged. The attack of the two masters would fall on her, so she could only use her eyes to signal the girl to back. Although the girl understood what she meant, she just clenched her lips and didn't mean to fade at all.
The girl's move did not add blood to the woman in white, but gave a stimulant to many players. These players may be scared by the attack power of the second turn player, or be covered by the glory of the second turn player, but at this time they remembered, "I am a turn player, I am not afraid of death!" Come on!" This idea is like a spark ignited by this girl. Even a girl is not afraid that we old men are not as good as a little girl!
Outside Huangling City, which was covered by dark clouds and became a little gray, a little light began to light up, and then almost instantly spread outside the whole Huangling City. Those were all the skills of players, fireballs, lightning, swords, and the camp of players ignited by girls lit up countless skills to attack their enemies! In an instant, the real battlefield was lit up.
Yang Zhiyun looked at the light full of skills and smiled in his heart. No game has divided the player into two extremes, strong and weak like the legend of Honghuang, but now he understands that the pressure of the strong and the counterattack of the weak.