Chapter 529 Kill a Dawn II

Fallen angels are really strong!

Before the skeleton magic armor was added, the close attack ability of the angel arms was one of the best among the nine clans, and the only one who could compete with it was Bemon. And when the skeleton magic armor was added, the fallen angel completely became a killing machine with an ultra-high mobile surname!

But the killing machine is not omnipotent. It also has the creatures it fears, the 5th-order arms of the swamp clan - savage!

That's right, it's a bull! Because barbarian cattle are 5th-order arms, their yield is extremely high. Even ordinary swamp players can easily accumulate thousands of units of bull. When they are targeted by such a horrible 'high-level killer', even a fallen angel will be killed in an instant.

If the Black Knight is the soul of the ghost clan, then the bull is to hold up a big flag of the whole swamp clan! Death's gaze will frighten all high-level soldiers! Even the 13th-order holy dragon is no exception!

Zhang Mu's ice age just now only killed 1/3 of the other party's melee arms in seconds. Therefore, there are many bulls, golden bulls, etc. in the other party's melee department. Looking at more than a dozen teams of bulls ranging from 1,000 to 3,000, even Zhang Mu couldn't help frowning.

Let the fallen angel attack at the risk of being stared to death? No, this is obviously not his style.

After drinking an extremely precious fire dragon magic potion, the fallen angel relied on his excellent mobility to fly to the rear at the fastest speed to attack the shooters.

Even within the range of the straight arrow, the shooter group can't cause any fatal damage to the fallen angel. On the one hand, there is too much difference between the ranks between the two sides, and on the other hand, the defense ability of Meng Steel Plate is too strong. Even if it is not included in the defense of the three-star team, the level 38 Meng Steel Plate is enough for them to drink a pot, which is quite reduced. More than 140% of the damage.

In the simplest words, the shooter's attack power cannot break the defense of fallen angels. Even thousands of units of sharpshooters can only shoot 1 to 2 units of fallen angels at a time. This slight loss can only be regarded as a drop in the cow for more than 1,200 units of fallen angels, which is not worth mentioning.

It seemed that a firecracker fell into the chicken coop, and the shooters suddenly burst into bloom.

Watching his members slowly be gnawed up by the other party's team of fallen angels, Emperor Sakura's face turned blue and his right hand kept shivering.

"Give up this brigade... Let all the people nearby gather together... Form a thousand-person team to intercept the twelve-winged angels!" Emperor Sakura gave the order decisively.

Hearing the president's order, a small leader said, "President, this battle may not be lost. Their Boss arms have not been summoned yet!"

"Boss arms..." Emperor Sakura seemed to see a glimmer of light in the dark. He quickly grabbed the microphone and roared, "What are you waiting for! Hurry up and summon Boss!"

Pang! Pon! Pon! Pon!

One strange beast Boss after another appeared on the battlefield. Unfortunately, there are not many of them, and the most are only 1,200 units.

Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes and snorted, "Boss arms have finally come out, but what's the use of such a small number? What's really terrible is these behind him..." Zhang Mu looked back, and the melee arms that supported the movement speed had blocked the retreat of the fallen angel in a semicircle.

This is also in Zhang Mu's calculation. Immediately, he did not hesitate. After using the attack means of blood sucking and thunder from all directions to restore the number of fallen angels, he flew to the edge of the battlefield.

"Damn it! What kind of angel is this? You can attack in groups and suck blood! This fucking..." Emperor Sakura finally couldn't help cursing.

From the beginning of contact with the invincible hero, it's not that he has never seen a perverted player, but he is really the first one as perverted as Zhang Mu! 1300 units of 'perverted angel', super powerful group attack magic. This combination of arms and magic has completely subverted people's traditional perception of hero invincibility.

1v2, 1v3, or even 1v4, occasionally happens in the game, which is not uncommon. But who can be 1vs120 in a battle and put themselves invincible? If it had not seen this battle, Emperor Sakura would have said, "This is absolutely impossible!" This is a fantasy!" But after watching this battle, Emperor Sakura didn't say anything, and he had already admired Zhang Mu in his heart.

"Don't let his angel run away! Surround it!" The captain of the brigade shouted angrily, and he also felt that he was faceless. 120 people were played around by one person. No one felt uncomfortable with this matter.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Os, surround me... I'm afraid you won't surround me. If you don't surround me, how can my ice age exert the greatest attack power?"

When Zhang Mu was fighting with the Emperor's 120-man team, countless players entered the state of watching the battle. These bystanders, regardless of nationality, guilds, and even some people who had a lot of complaints about the Chinese city, were silently praying for Zhang Mu to play a war myth in their hearts!

This is a battle of 1vs120 people!

Who can win?

No one knows. Everyone held their breath. They all wanted to see what kind of magic weapon hidden in Zhang Mu's body could save him from danger.

"Twelve are so fierce..." Mythical injury, like other players watching the battle, is a little demented.

My mouth just moved slightly, but I found that there were no words to describe my mood at this moment. Zhang Mu's strength was completely beyond his imagination.

"Huang Quan... Did you see it?" A Mu said in a daze.

Huang Quan said silently, "Well, I see it."

"If I were to fight with him alone, I would lose 100% to him." A Mu pressed his temple hard, and he was really distressed. Before he knew Zhang Mu, he had considerable confidence in winning, but as the two got along with each other for more and more, A Mu found that the treasures on Zhang Mu's body were endless, which simply d d d blinded him. At this time, he didn't know where he got 1,300 units of 'weird angels' from. Don't say that you are alone, even if you add a few other core members of the studio, you may not be able to win... Magic 'Ice Age' and consumables 'Dragon Potion' alone are insoluble problems.

Huang Quan paused and said, "The single-armed combat ability of the twelve-winged angels is invincible in the world. I must admit this, but Mu... You have to face the city of China rather than the twelve-winged angels, so... we are very sure to win."

"If you can't win... Let's talk about it later." A Mu rubbed his palm and said with a smile, "All I know is that my hands are itchy now..."

"We are too." The virus and the plague are grining one after another. They are all militants.

In the battlefield - "Come on! Let me see how you abuse Chinatown!" In Zhang Mu's roar, the fallen angel kept waving the dark ruling cross sword, and the corpses around him were as high as a hill!

The geocentric magic lost the effect of magic immunity as early as a few minutes ago. All kinds of reduction and damage magic floated on the top of the fallen angel's brain one after another, and it did not stop for a moment.

Is this still a fucking player? It's much easier to play Boss than this!

The players who participated in this battle were appalled, and the players who watched the battle were also appalled.

10-level fallen angels, even if they suffer from high-damage single magic like Titan Thunder, they only lose 20 units. It can be imagined how tough the body of this fallen angel is.

'Good opportunity! The Ice Age!' Zhang Mu flicked his finger and wiped his right hand, and the wonders of ice and snow appeared again.

Hiss~!

The sound of air is heard in Internet cafes, houses and workplaces around the world.

It's the Ice Age again! How many times can he release such magic?!

After the successful use of this ice age, there are not many melee arms that still have combat effectiveness in the field. People with discerning eyes can see that this 120-person team is already the end of the crossbow.

Emperor Sakura felt that his throat was dry, and a cold air spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body. His hands trembled more and more.

After a few minutes - "Poo!" The blood from the sharpshooter's chest soared out for several meters like a fountain, and the poor group of arms finally fell down.

At the same time, the dark adjudication cross sword in the hands of the fallen angel turned into a black smoke and disappeared into the air, with the black wings gently gathered together.

There are no more invincible people to kill in the field. What's the use of a sword?

This is a perfect victory!

"Perfect victory!" Zhang Mu's heart is boiling!

Everyone's hearts also boiled with him. Zhang Mu really completed this incredible battlefield myth, 1vs120! Unexpectedly, you can win a perfect victory!

This is definitely the most glorious and dazzling victory in the history of heroes!

Looking at the reputation that pops up on the screen, Zhang Mu couldn't smile bitterly. This is much faster than brushing monsters, and suddenly increased the reputation by more than 60,000... 'Puchong'

Emperor Sakura sat down in a chair with dull eyes and said, "This twelve wings... is too strong..."

A row of white words typed by Zhang Mu appeared in public.

"The good show has just begun. You have seen it clearly for me, including Japan, South Korea, and all your guilds that have killed Chinese players... From this moment on, I will let you know what a nightmare is. You will lose the right to own the 9th level of arms forever!"

Arrogant!

Infinite Arrogance!

But Zhang Mu is indeed qualified to be arrogant!

"Twelve-winged angels... Don't be too arrogant! You have the ability to kill 120 people, but can you kill 1,200 people? Emperor Sakura tapped the keyboard angrily, and the thousands of troops he led were getting closer and closer to Zhang Mu.

"If there is only the boss, I'm afraid it's a little difficult, but there are still us."

"And me!"

"We are too!"

"And me!"

Tens of thousands of members of Chinatown gathered from all directions like ants, forming a huge whirlpool on the big map of the nine-ethnic war zone. This is like a river at high tide, which is extremely powerful, which makes the members of the Japanese and Korean guilds scared.

Zhang Mu looked at these raw or familiar faces around him in a daze and said dumbly, "You..."

A member of Chinatown smiled and said, "Big boss, reputation is really not important to us at all. The important thing is to be able to fight side by side with you."

"That's right!" Countless members of Chinatown shouted loudly.

I smiled and said, "Do you hear me, boss!"

At this time, Zhang Mu only felt a warm current swimming in his limbs and bones.

Later, Zhang Mu smiled a big smile and said slowly, "Well, let's kill..."

"Hey hey hey hey, kill... I've been waiting for your words for a long time, boss!" The myth grinned and laughed.

The real battle has just begun!

(to be continued)