Chapter 749 Sea King and Sword Pavilion

On January 15, 2014, Zhang Mu practiced separately from everyone on the fifteenth day.

'Boom!'

The dazzling red light turned into dozens of fire snakes in mid-air, roaring and devouring the lives of nearly 10,000 units of arms on the battlefield.

'Cercling!'

At this moment, the Boss who holds the 'last ruling stick' and uses 'Yan Longzhan' is no longer the previous 'Hell Xiaobai', but its 4th version - 'Magic Pig Guard'.

'Magic Pig Guard' is far less burly than 'Hell Xiaobai', but on the whole, it is stronger, more robust and more lethal than 'Hell Xiaobai'!

The dense black totem is covered with the whole body of the 'Magic Pig Guard', and the muscular body seems to contain inexhaustible power. When it waves the 'last ruling stick' to attack the enemy's arms, the blue veins on the arms, chest, and thighs will bulge high, as if it were crawling all over the body by countless earthworms. General.

Of course, after the transfer, not only the appearance has changed dramatically, but also the combat effectiveness, skills, and the number of hell Xiaobai at 3 turns can be comparable. What excites Zhang Mu most is a newly learned 'magic anti-surname'. This passive skill makes the magic pig guard no longer afraid of any magic below level 6.

"What a pervert!"

A long time ago, Loev admired Zhang Mu, but even so, he couldn't help saying a few words to express his inner excitement. Pervert', 'madman' and 'genius' are the most common words he says when he practices with Zhang Mu, and almost all of them have become his mantra.

'Buzz!'

'Boom!'

Another stick was smashed over, and all the monsters around the Magic Pig Guard died, and the whole world became quiet in an instant.

"How about it! Is it cool to practice like this!"

Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes and kept patting the victory dialog box on his screen.

"Cool! Although it's only 9 days, the speed of getting merit is faster than I practice alone for three months!" Loeb nodded excitedly.

"In about half a day, the 'deep area' of this 7th-order map should be cleared by us. Alas, we have to change the map again."

Zhang Mu looked around. A few hours ago, it was still a rich place full of 'monsters', 'heroes', 'treasures' and 'resources'. Now, the surface is bare. Except for the neutral building Zhang Mu, who can't take away, there is nothing else, as long as it can be moved (referring to resources and treasures). He can escape from the palm of his hand.

"Change whatever you want, change whatever you want! As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter where you go. Loeb said with a smile.

"Dead German, don't be so ambiguous, are you gay?" Zhang Mu dropped the chicken skin on the ground.

"Hahahaha!"

Lough laughed wildly.

It's also on a 7th-level map, but some people's mood is just the opposite of Zhang Mu's. They are not only depressed, depressed, but also extremely depressed...*****Jiange Guild, voice channel.

"The reinforcements can't come, can they..."

A man said in a low voice.

"They were restrained by the Japanese guild and couldn't catch up for a while. The other guilds temporarily defected. Boss, I'm afraid we can only rely on ourselves for today's battle. Another man said.

"It's up to us... alas!" The owner of the Sword Pavilion shook his head.

This time it's more bad luck!

In the face of twice the enemy, it is impossible to win with the weak fortifications of the sword pavilion and its own strength. What's more, in the previous wars, the arms produced in the Sword Pavilion Guild had already lost all casualties. The outbreak of war at this throt is equivalent to the death penalty of the 'Sword Pavilion'.

"Big boss, don't be discouraged! We still have more than 5,000 brothers! At worst, fight with them! Damn it!" The man who spoke was called 'Fat Head Fish', a senior member of the 'Sword Pavilion' guild and also the vice president of the Sword Pavilion.

"Yes! Boss! Don't be discouraged! Fight with them to the end! We will always support you!"

"In two hours, the free card will be invalid. If there are no allies coming by then, we have no other choice but to fight with them." The owner of the Sword Pavilion was pale when he spoke without a trace of blood.

'Sword Pavilion' is a guild that he spent countless efforts to establish. He thought that in two hours, the guild would be captured, and his heart was colic.

Outside the Sword Pavilion Guild, there are five regiments under the banner of 'Sea King' (United States), each of which has about 2,000 people.

Boston stood under the city and laughed, "Chinese brothers, this is your last chance! As long as you are willing to surrender and become a vassal state of the 'Sea King', I will let you go! Never kill them all! Think about it. There is not much time left for you to think about it!"

"Don't talk about it. Let's fight in two hours." The owner of the Sword Pavilion roared coldly.

Boston shook his head and said loudly, "Isn't there a saying in China that 'good birds choose trees to live'? Your alliance and guild 'grey zone', 'friendship alliance' and 'year rings' have surrendered to the 'Sea King'. Why do you still insist? Are you still fantasizing about relying on 5,000 old, weak and disabled soldiers to win the elite of our Sea King?

"They are them! We are us! Please don't confuse the two! Our brothers in the Sword Pavilion can lose, lose and die, but they can't surrender! Boston, don't waste your saliva anymore! Even if you lose this battle, so what? In three or five months, I will come back with my brothers! At that time, you should be careful not to be caught by me!"

Hearing the wild words of the owner of the Sword Pavilion, Boston immediately laughed: "Hahahaha, what a hard-mouthed guy! Three or five months later? At that time, the Sea King had already advanced to the 8th level, or even a higher map. Do you still want to take revenge? Go and have a sweet dream!" After a pause, Boston said, "Since you don't surrender, forget it!" Blame it, blame it on 'Chinatown'! If they hadn't attacked our foreign forces indiscriminately, we would not have formed a 'World Alliance' to launch a war against you! Chinatown, we think we can't beat it, but it's more than enough to deal with you..."

"Shut up your beak!" The fathead fish made an international gesture in the direction of Boston.

"Fuck, toast, don't eat punishment, wait and see!"

Boston's face turned blue.

On the right side of the 7 map, there is a sheep intestine path. Zhang Mu and Lefu are running down the road. They happen to see this dialogue on the screen. Coincidentally, there is only one mountain between the two sides.

"You can't, do you really think this has something to do with Chinatown?"

"Ha ha, of course not. "Invincible Heroes" is the world of the jungle. Even if Chinatown does not attack those foreign guilds, foreign guilds will find excuses to launch attacks."

"Well, let's go. Didn't you say to go to other 7th-order maps?"

"No hurry, I really want to see how capable the guild overlord 'Sea King' of this 7th-order map is."

"Hey, hey... there are only two of us!"

"It's enough."

"Ha?! You are crazy!"

(to be continued)