I am friends with the system

The players of Xutian Temple are brave and crazy, but no matter how hard they try, it is impossible to restore the decline. Qingyu and blood-soaked players rushed into the remote player team of Xutian Temple like a gust of wind. After getting close, they could no longer exert their advantages, they were easily torn apart, and large numbers of casualties appeared.

Ye Chen watched as Qingyu and Xuexue tore through the defense line of Xutian Temple and gained an absolute advantage. While smiling at the corner of his mouth, he also floated towards the spirit-level long sword that was about to be picked up by the holy priests. At this time, the last runner The quick Sheng Mu was already close to the gleaming orange long sword, he stretched out his arm to grab the long sword, and his face also had a look of ecstasy.

"I got it, I got it, I'm about to get it." The holy pastor shouted loudly in his heart, he could imagine what kind of praise and reward he would receive when he handed the long sword to the blue shirt, Maybe he can be directly promoted to the deputy head of the Holy Pastoral Mission. God-sent opportunity, God-sent opportunity, he even began to appreciate Ye Chen in his heart, because Ye Chen created this opportunity for him.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, it's getting closer, the orange light has already reflected the palm of Sheng Mu's hand into the same color, as long as it's a little closer, he can hold the spiritual-level long sword in his hand.

"No, no, no!" Sheng Mu suddenly let out a scream, the scream was heart-piercing, I am afraid that even the evil spirits are not as miserable as him, the reason for him to scream is that he is about to succeed At that time, a palm was one step ahead of him, firmly holding the spiritual-level long sword in his hand.

Ye Chen held the long sword and smiled brilliantly at the desperate holy shepherd. With the ghostly speed of Youhun Dan, it is really difficult for anyone to surpass him. The reason why there is no first time Picking up the spirit-level long sword, he just hoped to bring trouble to the Holy Shepherd.

"I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The holy priest seemed to have a nervous breakdown after being stimulated. He rushed towards Ye Chen like crazy, and raised his hand The staff intends to hit Ye Chen.

"Poor guy." Ye Chen smiled indifferently, waved the long sword in his hand without a trace of pity, and slashed straight at the holy priest.

puff~

There is no black sword aura, no white sword aura, just such a simple and unpretentious sword.

thump~

Sheng Mu's health bar was emptied in an instant, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground.

The disappearance of the spirit-level long sword and the death of the holy priest seemed to wake up the other holy priests around him.While looking at Ye Chen in fear, they rushed towards the location of the large army ahead. They knew very well that with such a killing god by their side, they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.If you don't want to die, you have to run.

"Come on. Come on. Stop him, stop him!" The holy priests shouted loudly in the team channel while running wildly. Their shouts attracted the attention of the large troops of Xutian Temple, and those players also knew that, These holy pastors are their last capital.Without these holy priests, they would only lose faster and worse, so some physics professions were immediately diverted from the melee crowd.Greeted towards these holy pastors, intending to meet them.

Jian Qingcheng and Po Qianjun are both veterans of the battlefield, of course it is impossible to give Xutian Temple a chance to turn the tables, and immediately led people to force back those players who supported the Holy Shepherd, and pulled out a line of defense between the two , completely separate the two, and do not give them a chance to reconcile.

Seeing hopelessness, the priests of the holy pastor group gritted their teeth and stopped in place. They all chanted healing spells, as if they were going to do their last bit for the team.

Ye Chen admired the courage and professional ethics of these holy priests, but he didn't want these guys to turn the tide of the battle, so he swung his sword and launched an attack on these living targets who had no resistance. Killing without resistance is boring, but Ye Chen is still very dedicated to completing his task. Every time the Black Demon Madman Sword rises and falls, it will definitely take the life of a holy priest. Those holy priests also changed from panic at the beginning to numbness at the end. They looked at Ye Chen. Chen's eyes were filled with deep anger and hatred, but unfortunately their eyes couldn't kill people, even if they stared out their eyes, Ye Chen wouldn't shed a little blood.

Xutian Temple's resistance to death caused a little trouble for Qingyu and Xuexue. Many players lost their lives under Xutian Temple's dying counterattack, but the overall situation of the battlefield did not change. Being killed at a high speed, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the resistance is getting weaker and weaker. In the end, it is almost a one-sided massacre.

The battle on the mountain peak made Qing Yu and the blood-soaked players feel hearty. They kept killing the masters of Xutian Palace one after another, and happily picked up the excellent equipment they dropped. Cheers, but the situation in the valley is completely opposite. As more and more players of the Void Temple of the Mountain were killed, more and more players of the Void Temple appeared in the Resurrection Temple. This is a pain for the four major guilds. Support, now the power of the Xutian Palace has suddenly skyrocketed, and the form has changed from reluctant resistance to defeat, and the four presidents are almost crying without tears.

"Damn, blue shirt, blue shirt came out of the Resurrection Temple, he, he exploded with a knife, Qing Yu's blood is so vigorous!"

"Hey, have you noticed that there seems to be a sudden increase in the number of people in the Xutian Palace?"

"Not good, the battlefield on the mountain must be lost by Xutian Temple!"

"Nimma, there are more and more people in Xutian Temple, and I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore."

"Trash, the people in Xutian Palace are all trash, and this bunch of trash was defeated by Qingyu and Xuexue."

"Ah, the prodigal son died and was killed by the blue shirt. Is that guy so fierce just changing a weapon?"

"Hey, he's just playing with us. If he's so powerful, he'll be blown off with knives? You shitty professional, rubbish!"

The players from the four major guilds have been cursing wildly since the death of the blue shirt, and their positions have gradually changed from being flanked by front and back to besieged by one side. Why?Of course, it was because all of them were killed by others, and all of them were resurrected in the Temple of Resurrection, and then they were closed and beaten, stuck at the bottom of the valley and unable to get out.

Lan Shirt led the dead from the mountain all the way out from the Resurrection Temple at the bottom of the valley, and wiped out the four major guilds and the four major guild leaders like a bamboo shoot, but his face did not improve at all. He was carved out of ten thousand years of ice—cold and white, damn it, the knife exploded, his spirit weapon, the sword, was exploded, and he still hasn't recovered it.

Trash, trash, that group of holy priests is a bunch of trash, so many people didn't keep their blood, and let others pick up their swords from their own people, they are really a bunch of idiots.

While killing people, Lan Shirt roared angrily in his heart, his whole body was a little crazy, everyone's eyes were red, as if they had rabies.

Linghu Shenyue didn't expect that Lan Shan and others would be defeated. Those are [-] elites from the headquarters of Xutian Temple. He was more than a notch stronger than Qingyu and Xuexue, how could he lose, how could he lose?How powerful is this opponent?How wasteful is this?

Linghu Shenyue despised Lan Shan in her heart, but she hid it well and did not show it. She knew very well that Lan Shan was like a wounded beast at this time, and she must not provoke him easily.

Lowering her head slightly, Linghu Shenyue tried her best to keep her voice free of emotion, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lanshan, do we still want to send someone to intercept Qingyu and Xuexue on the mountain?"

The blue shirt glared, and said fiercely: "Go, of course I will, I will never finish with them, I don't believe that Yechen can still have the magic scroll, and the blood-sucking scroll, as long as there are no such messy things." I will be invincible in Xutian Temple!"

Lan Shan still has some confidence in saying this. They lost to Ye Chen in the battle just now. To be precise, they lost to the magic scroll and the blood-sucking scroll. The other party can't have more of those rare things. , so Lanshan is very confident that he will completely defeat Qingyu and Xuexue in the next battle.

More than 2000 people broke away from the melee circle in the valley again, and before they could take any action, they heard a commotion at Taniguchi, and saw that Ye Chen had already taken the remaining Qingyu blood-sucking players to kill them.

Seeing nearly a thousand Qingyu blood-sucking players blocking Taniguchi, Lan Shirt was startled for a moment, then took a closer look at Ye Chen, and found that he no longer had the status of demon-controlling and blood-sucking, and he was greatly relieved. At the same time, he laughed ferociously: "Yechen, you really treat yourself like a dish. You won a game by chance and didn't run away, but you dared to come to die. I don't know whether to say you have courage or you I don’t know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.”

"Lan Shan, you'd better shut your mouth and look at the sword in our president's hand, are you familiar with it?" Drunk Xiangsick taunted the blue shirt with sharp teeth, and Jian Qingcheng also cooperated with the sword that was equipped just now. The spirit-level long sword on his hand smiled faintly at Lan Shirt: "Thank you, Brother Lan Shan, for the sword, I use it very easily."

Qingyu and the blood-soaked players immediately burst into laughter, and each of them also expressed their gratitude, showing the spoils they just harvested to the army of Xutian Temple. Thousands of pieces of equipment were lost, the worst of which was silver, hundreds of pieces of gold, and even dozens of pieces of dark gold.

Looking at the familiar equipment that can no longer be familiar, the players of Xutian Temple immediately turned red-eyed. God damn it, those are all the high-quality equipment that I have worked so hard to save, and they are in the hands of the enemy in a blink of an eye. I am so angry My lungs exploded.

The blue shirt was also trembling with anger, he nodded fiercely: "Okay, okay, okay, there is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no way to hell, you come in, since you don't want to live, then die for me! "

As the blue shirt spoke, he raised a dark gold long sword high and swung it forward fiercely: "Everyone, give it to me..."

"Kill it!"

The shouts of killing sounded like a tide, but it didn't come from Lan Shan's mouth, let alone from the players of Xutian Temple. The shout of killing came from outside the valley, and in an instant, the faces of Lan Shan and others changed. . (To be continued..)

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