Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 504 Blood Blow

For the dagger behind him, which looked like a dog's skin plaster, although the movement speed had been reduced, Tiandao Wuyan was still not ready to take care of him.

His idea is very simple and direct, so what if you slow down my movement speed?The entire depth of this gap is only a few tens of yards. No matter how slow I am, I can walk through it in less than a minute step by step. After I get in, what can you do to me?
It's just a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Since the descendants of the gods dared to delay the way of heaven by themselves with daggers in their hands, they were obviously fully prepared.

Just when Tiandao Wuyan turned around and was about to forcefully drag the soy sauce bottle behind him forward, suddenly, he felt a slight pain in his back, and then saw that his blood volume suddenly lost a small piece.
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6542!

"Huh?" Feeling slightly stunned, thinking that someone was secretly attacking him, Tiandao Wuyan hurriedly turned his head and scanned around, but unfortunately, he didn't find any suspicious person.

And when he looked at the system prompt carefully, he was stunned...

"System prompt: The hot-blooded strike of the short knife caused 6542 points of damage to you."

Seeing this blow, Tiandao Wuyan was not surprised but happy. He thought that the opponent finally couldn't help but took out his two-handed sword to deal damage. However, after he turned his head and prepared to take down the opponent with a few clean swords, he felt a little bit I was surprised to find that the opponent was still carrying the shield that was bigger than his body, and he was still holding the small knife that was no longer than an arm in his hand, and he stabbed there...
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18!
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76!
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91!
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45!

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Seeing double-digit injuries keep popping up on his head, Tiandao Wuyan was a little baffled.

But at this moment, the knife in Dagger's hand suddenly flashed red... and the next moment, Tiandao Wuyan found that his blood volume had dropped by a little bit again.

"System prompt: The hot-blooded strike of the short knife caused 4352 points of damage to you."

"Fuck..." Only then did Tiandao Wuyan realize that the more than 6000 damage to his feelings just now was caused by the short knife in front of him.

Tiandao Wuyan suddenly hesitated.

Ignore this guy, the knife in his hand is really annoying, but if you kill him, the Appraisal Faith attached to the opponent's shield is really an extremely annoying skill.

In an instant, Tiandao Wuyan suddenly found himself in a dilemma.

"Is my attack high?" Looking at Tiandao speechless in front of him, he smiled with a short knife, with a simple and honest face.

"..."

And just after Tiandao Wuyan finally went through all kinds of hardships and finally turned the dagger into a white light, he found that there was suddenly an extra person in front of him.

This young man is about 24 or [-] years old, with a slightly handsome face, holding a gleaming orange sword in his hand, standing there with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he doesn't know who is standing in front of him .

"Zhanmang!" Looking at his opponent standing there, Tiandao said coldly without words.

His understanding of Zhanmang is not limited to the game, but more comes from the intersection of reality.

And the reason why the two sides meet is also very simple... because of Ding Qiang.

That's right, it was Ding Qiang's wine bottle that made the two sides meet...

Tian Daolin was injured, this matter seems to be easy to deal with in Tiandao Wuyan, as long as you find the person who injured him, pay some money, find a few bastards and the like, cut off the right hand If you hit with your left hand, your left hand will be cut off, and if you hit with both hands, both hands will be cut off at the same time. Isn't this the end?
It's just a pity that almost at the same time he received Tian Daolin's call, another call came.

On the phone, an old voice told him in an unquestionable tone that this matter should be left alone, otherwise...

Although he was full of anger after putting down the phone, but thinking back to the warning on the phone just now, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and bury this matter deeply in his heart.

Then, after many inquiries, the name Zhanmang finally came into his sight...

"It's me!" Smiling, Zhan Mang said: "You look very embarrassed!"

It's strange to say that facing this master who is said to be second only to Undead Xiaoqiang, he didn't feel nervous at all, instead, there was an emotion called excitement...

"Really?" With a cold snort, the combination of new and old hatred made Tiandao speechless and even didn't care about delaying the time to cool down his skills, so he swung the long sword in his hand and blatantly killed past.

Seeing this, Zhan Mang also had a cold gleam in his eyes, picked up the weapon in his hand and went forward without giving up an inch!

Klang Keng!

At present, the number one master of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation and Divine Descendants on the battlefield finally had the most intense collision face to face.

While many players in the Rebel Fortress were struggling, on the other side, Ding Qiang also encountered an unprecedented predicament.

Because I don't know when, in the place leading to Atlantis, a few dark elves who looked like the reincarnation of heaven appeared.

"Grandma's, it must be the work of that guy, Heavenly Dao Reincarnation!" Ding Qiang cursed secretly in his heart.

He originally wanted to go to the outer domain to find Sword Saint Landis, and then solve the reincarnation of the heavens in the cursed land once and for all, but he never thought that that guy seemed to have counted on his own step, and he would rather spend more effort , but also cut off the way to ask for help.

"Damn it, do you want me to make this trip for nothing?" Ding Qiang said unwillingly looking at the several dark elves floating in midair.

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Back in the Rebel Fortress of the Cursed Land, 10 minutes had passed since the fierce battle between Zhanmang and Tiandao Wuyan.

As expected, he is the existence second only to Ding Qiang in strength among the descendants of the gods. Even in the face of Tian Dao's speechless, Zhan Mang did not lose the wind in the slightest. The two sides fought back and forth for about 10 minutes, and there was no difference. Win or lose.

"Sure enough, it's Zhanmang who is so powerful!" In the battlefield, although everyone was in the middle of a fierce battle, they all paid close attention to the battle situation between these two people. Let him play freely, it may be even more difficult to guard the entire fortress.

"Yeah, but it's no wonder that Qingyi Tianxia made us feel ashamed..."

"Hahaha, it's all in the past and why are you talking about him, but with Zhanmang, the fortress should be able to hold this time..."

"Almost? I heard that the cracks in the city wall on the other side have been repaired. As long as this side can hold on, when the cannon fodder of the Cursed Cultists are all dead, even if the guys like Reincarnation of Heaven are not reconciled, they may have to retreat Bar?"

"Well, I think so too!"

"..." There was a lot of discussion, because of Zhanmang's powerful performance, the descendants of the gods were already full of optimism about the outcome of this battle for a while.

However, compared to the extremely optimistic crowd, Lie Yao, the interim person in charge of the descendants of the gods, looked extremely serious.

"Lie Yao, why is your face so ugly?" Nangong Jiaoyue, who was next to her, ran out of magic and came down to return to magic, asked casually.

"I'm afraid the result of this battle is not good..." Looking at Zhan Mang who was still fighting with the Dao of Heaven, Lie Yao said in a deep voice, "If Xiao Qiang doesn't come back, I'm afraid we will lose!"

"No way!" Nangong Xiaoyue said in a daze: "As long as Zhanmang entangles Tiandao Wuyan, and then curses the believers and those cannon fodders to die, even if Tiandao Wuyan is strong, I'm afraid there is nothing we can do with the coalition forces with the rebels Right? Wait until then..."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for that time!" Lie Yao waved his hands impatiently and said, "Do you remember how these two holes in our city wall appeared?"

"How did it appear, it wasn't..." At this point, Nangong Xiaoyue's face changed drastically, she looked at her sister standing not far away, and said quickly: "Xiaoxiao, look at those two dark elves."

"Ah?" After being slightly taken aback, Nangong Xiaoxiao quickly opened her eagle eyes and looked into the distance.

After a while, Nangong Xiaoxiao's face changed: "Sister, it's not good, those two dark elves are rushing this way..."

"What?" Nangong Xiaoyue was startled.

How powerful those two dark elves are, I'm afraid no one knows better than everyone present. A Tiandao Wuyan is so difficult to deal with. If you add those two dark elves, is there still a way to fight?

"Zuo Ming, Stewed Fish, Bloody Flame Dragon, Zhanfeng, Qashqai, Deadly Blade, Fire Emperor, Youyou Xiaofa, Xiaoyue, Mingxin..." Under Lie Yao's continuous attack, it took less than 1 minute In a short time, the entire top god-born masters had been assembled into a temporary team.

"What's wrong with Lie Yao?" Although everyone felt a little puzzled in their hearts, they vaguely felt that something bad was about to happen. Call back.

"The other party is coming with two bosses, and they will die as many as possible depending on ordinary players and NPCs, so..." Lie Yao said.

"You mean we can only rely on experts like us?" Zhan Feng said excitedly.

"No, what I mean is..." Lie Yao smiled wryly and said, "Only we can delay the other party for a little longer..."

"..."

And almost at the next moment when Lie Yao finished gathering the group of masters, on the battlefield, Tiandao Wuyan, who was fighting fiercely with Zhan Feng, suddenly withdrew and retreated.

"Huh?" Feeling slightly stunned, Zhan Mang didn't dare to pursue him, but quickly replenished his life and looked at his opponent with a puzzled face.

"Hahaha!" Laughing a few times, Tiandao was speechless and proudly said: "The warm-up is over, and the big meal will be served soon!"

"?" There was a trace of doubt in Zhanmang's eyes, before he could open his mouth to ask a question, but the next moment, he was stunned when he saw a figure rushing towards him like two black lightning bolts in the distance: " Grandma's, so they are..."

"Go!" Taking a step back slightly, and suddenly waving his hand, Tiandao shouted silently.

In the next moment, my heart is flying, the mortal flames, the praise of death, the cold-blooded gentleman... and so on, the masters of reincarnation of the heavens, led by the two dark elves who turned into black lightning, rushed towards the huge gap in the city wall crazily. Come here...

(End of this chapter)