Across the Second World

The two of them unfolded all their strengths amidst the enemy's roar. Xia Tian's attack frightened the people of the Luoyang Alliance. Let Xia Tian's phantom movement improve again, the current phantom movement can kill players ten meters away in seconds.

The people of the Luoyang Alliance fell one by one. The Zhan Kuang was reborn and looked at the battlefield with heartache. He lost so many players' lives in dealing with two people. For now, it is only his own side within ten minutes of fighting these two people. Thousands of players have been hung up, but what they got in return is the miss on Xia Tian and the occasional pitiful dozen or so drops of damage.

The distance between Xia Tian and the sky is getting farther and farther. The two of them are desperate to kill the players of the Luoyang Alliance, just like a lion breaking into the sheep pen, but even sheep will go crazy sometimes, let alone two lions against [-] sheep. Even one sheep and one foot can kill two lions.

But this is not the case at the scene. Two ferocious lions are wantonly slaughtering a flock of sheep, and no sheep can resist the sharp teeth of these two lions.

Here in Tianbian, as a soldier, he already has [-] health points, but right now, the golden sore medicine is cooling down, and there are still tens of thousands of enemies on his body, while he has less than [-] health points left.

Every time one person falls, there will be ten or even a hundred people to replace him, there is no time to catch his breath, he must persist with Xia Tian until the end, until Zhu Xian's reinforcements arrive.

One knife, minus 100 life, two knife, only [-] life, three knife, there are more than [-] points, the smile on the corner of Tianbian's mouth told himself, I am very helpless, I really want to have the strength like Brother Liu.

A group of people attacked together, Tianbian smiled and chanted magic skills, the light of violence——

The white light emitted from Tianbian slowly expanded, and when the weapons of the surrounding Luoyang Alliance players were about to touch Tianbian, there was a bang, boom——

Within a hundred steps within a radius, white light was everywhere, and in half a second there was only the empty deck of Nanming Lake, and the horizon lying on the ground, Xia Tian shouted, and the speed in his hand flickered even more.

A skill, in exchange for [-] players from the Luoyang Alliance, but Tianrim still hasn't returned to the resurrection point, Xia Tian understands that he is also the same as Wuming and Madman, resurrection.

When Tianbian stood up, the surrounding players flocked again, but at this time Tianbian's HP was already full, he smiled, and when the people from the Luoyang Alliance approached him, he yelled and rushed towards the crowd.

The battle continues, Xia Tian is helpless, you have to stand up after dropping a level, you are stupid, I can't win if I deal with them with [-] or two people with [-], as long as I don't die, I can hold them back, and why do you have to do it for nothing? Sacrifice your level.

Xia Tian found that when he was helpless, he always felt emotional, but every time he was moved, every time was so real.

In another 10 minutes, Xia Tian's life value was consumed to more than 4000, and the cooling time of the golden sore medicine hadn't passed yet, but here in the sky, his life value returned to [-].

The same fate happened again, Tianrim used that skill again, the light of rage——

It was more than 500 players in Luoyang who were killed in seconds, and in exchange for Tianbian's relegation again, without thinking too much, he was resurrected again, repeating the same action as before.

Xia Tian's mood was extremely chaotic, he dropped two levels, two levels~, but he, he stood up again, brother!

Xia Tian could only behead the people of the Luoyang Alliance to his heart's content. The two had held back the Luoyang [-] army for half an hour, but the Luoyang army hadn't taken a step forward.