msmithbooks 12. Die
12. Die
12. Die
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【Qingqing Zijin】Come and place your bets on this gang battle between Can Yan and the Tomb of God!I, Sanmao, won at the Tomb of the God of Gamblers!
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It was still the familiar streets of Chang'an, the bustling crowd made him feel like he had passed away, and he was probably late, but Han Cheng, who was too lazy to find his way, still shamelessly beat E'e with private chat.
【City】Where is Ni Meng~~咕咕咒~Xiaosheng lost his way~
【nightmare】It's okay, I'll pick you up.
Yan Yan, who was fighting with others on the battlefield, immediately handed over the command to Yao Yao after receiving the news, rode on the flamboyant phoenix, left behind a large group of hard-working brothers, and eloped immorally.
Standing in the center of Chang'an City, Han Cheng was taken aback when he saw the blood-soaked Yan Yan. He frowned, "The fight has already started? If that's the case, just report the coordinates and I'll go by myself."
Yan Yan smiled enchantingly: "Ouch~~ people just don't want you to suffer from hard work, don't they~~ It's very tiring to run over with short legs~~ Here~ you can hold this black phoenix~"
As he said that, Black Phoenix's transaction information appeared in the lower right corner.Han Cheng didn't refuse, he rode on the black phoenix, and waved to Yan Yan: "Let's go. Otherwise, it will be too late."
Yan Yan smiled cunningly, and suddenly climbed onto the back of Hei Fenghuang, and leaned close to Han Cheng, skin to skin, and the warm breath was in Han Cheng's ear, a little itchy.
"Go down." Han Cheng felt very awkward.
"Short oil~~ If you don't leave, it will be too late~" Yan Yan said waveringly.
But in fact it was really too late.When Lord Black Phoenix arrived, there were not many people left in the tomb of the gods, only Yaoyao, lazy ghost, Baimiao and Taoist priests were left alive.
The moment Han Cheng arrived, he saw the female warrior who had been standing in front of the Taoist priest being entangled by a disfigured assassin.At the moment when the cold light flickered, Han Cheng smelled the smell of blood. Where the battle flag was flying, he saw things that he had forgotten.When Hangyan fell down slowly, the wind blew the Kaixuanling, and the tinkling sound blurred the eyes of those who were still crying. Han Cheng felt that he was wrong, and it was the first time that he knew that his laziness could kill such a person. many people.
Lying all over the floor was his good brother who was chatting and laughing with him yesterday.He still remembered that An Ran made a bold statement yesterday, saying that she would wash all the socks she had accumulated for three months when she returned home if she didn't beat her face so badly.Yun Guo laughed, saying that he should wash hers together.But now, they seem to have to go home to wash their socks. The two swordsmen are smiling so brightly, but why is the blood still flowing?The corpses of people from the tomb of the gods were all over the ground, and the moment Hang Yan fell, the Taoist priest was also killed by Feng Jue. In fact, they all knew that this battle would undoubtedly be lost, but Yanyan's departure made the defeat even worse. It's just bleak.
Han Cheng opened the backpack, but there was nothing good inside, just a few sets of blue medicine and a dagger, but no red medicine.In fact, Xiaoguan is also a branch of assassins, not as handsome as assassins, sneaking into the night with the wind, killing people invisible, it is more about cleverness, it does not consume any effort, and makes the enemy lose their fighting power.
Yan Yan looked at him holding the dagger with a smile on his face, and pushed him away suddenly, the assassin on Canyan's side missed, but half of his blood fell, and the high-attack swordsman immediately joined the battlefield on the other side , deal with Yanyan together with assassins and warriors.
The professions in the white-haired OL are generally outstanding in certain aspects, and some aspects are particularly hindering. For example, fighters have high attack and high defense but almost no magic attack. Swordsman has sensitivity, high attack, and low crit rate. Assassin The magic attack, magic defense, and crit are extremely high, and the defense is so low that it is almost blood skin.
Swordsman, warrior, assassin, if these three are combined together, they can be called a killing machine, and their attack power is astonishingly high, not to mention how can a person with a disfigured face be an ordinary person, all of them are full-level + top-quality equipment + abnormal hand skills = death It's miserable.
Yanyan can't stop them, if it's just two of them, or if there are more people from other professions, it's okay, but Yanyan is a white-haired priest, half a support profession, mainly a god BT with teammate status , but there is only one shortcoming, low blood, it is a profession that needs red medicine very much, generally few people will choose white-haired priest, because its blood is so low that it is abnormal, even if it reaches the full level, it is only one-third of the blood of other professions , and now, Yan Yan, a white-haired priest, is going to face the famous blood-gnawing trio, as usual, but...
Han Cheng looked at the nine sets of red medicine in his backpack, which was the last one given to him by Yan Yan.
【nightmare】Xiao Die~~~ She is in a state of being in a state~~ Chrysanthemum is too weak, Xiao Die must work hard~~ First go save Yaoyao and them, I will hold the three with the highest attack here, Then you take a detour from behind the mountain, victory is just ahead~
Han Cheng immediately walked into the battlefield and killed the three difficult monks beside Yaoyao, and the Taoist priests beside Bai Miao and Lazy. They lost their nanny and could not be revived. Yanyan is haunting, and the current twenty or so are generally not high in attack power.
The weakest part of the tomb of the gods is that there is no nanny. There is only one Taoist priest in the gang of more than 20 people. The others are generally high-attack occupations. For example, there are eight swordsmen.Other professions, such as luthier, dancer, wizard, scholar, etc., all need nurses to nurse them. There are no monks and Taoists, and they cannot be revived and cannot increase blood.
The second is that the number of people is too fucking small. Others have thousands of people and tens of thousands of people in big gangs, and even the ugly faces are considered few people. Others only have 300 people at the top. This time, after many screenings, the three selected Ten people are super elite.As for the tomb of the gods, it’s a joke. There are only 50 people in the whole gang, including non-combat daily occupations such as painters, tailors, and animal trainers. You can challenge by leapfrogging. As long as your hand skills are strong enough, a newcomer who has just been born can kill a full-level master. Only good equipment is useful, and strength is the real skill.
Han Cheng raised the knife and dropped it, and several guys with slightly thinner blood immediately lay dead.Yaoyao and the others have also entered the state, but there are only four of them, but no less than 40 people.
Somersault, dodge, magic thorn, roundabout, jump.
The unpretentious dagger shone brilliantly in Han Cheng's hands. He used stealth to sneak behind Feng Jue, and gave him a unique move [Whirlwind Stab], which counted as his blood was thick, and the purple-clothed wizard only lost 60% of his blood. Blood.
Feng Jue, who was alerted immediately, chanted a [Ragnarok] to knock out 40% of Han Cheng's blood, and followed by a [Prosperous Pear Blowing Down] to seal off Han Cheng's retreat.
Han Cheng sneered to see that he didn't move and stood on the spot singing [White Hair Three Thousand Zhang], suddenly appeared behind him, and slammed [Whirlwind Thorn] and lost 20% of his blood.
During the previous sneak attack, he had already activated [Shadow Clone]. In fact, his main body was always behind him. If Feng Jue got close to Han Cheng's clone, his sneak attack would have failed, but Feng Jue was too cautious. If you use a long-range attack, then don't blame him for being quick.
Feng Jue, who was only 20% left, looked at Han Cheng mockingly: "As expected of a deputy, I have always heard that Cheng Dashen's operation is first-rate. I just watched it before, but I never imagined that one day I will be able to experience it for myself."
Han Cheng looked at him indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, just keep coming."
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[Downstairs is my son] LZ is crazy, everyone ignores it.
[Upstairs is my gay friend] I bet on my ugly face with my underwear to win.
[Downstairs is my son] Smiled without saying a word.
[Hi upstairs, I'm not a mistress]==
[Hello, little three] Bubbling.
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