Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 814 The Tenacity of Cutting Lights

Looking at Zhanmang who fell into a dizzy state in front of him, the long sword in Nu Jian's hand was flickering with cold light!

Swish swish!
After only three hits, without any precautions, Zhanmang's blood volume was less than 30%!

"Mom...dammit!" Zhanmang's face changed drastically. He originally thought that with the equipment on his body, it wouldn't matter even if he was dizzy for two or three seconds, but what he didn't expect was... the blood volume dropped like a diabetes insipidus. , he immediately activated the invincible skill without hesitation.

Bang!
With one strike on the air bubble that suddenly appeared on Zhanmang's body, Nu Jian suddenly felt a trace of disappointment in his heart.

Although the power of these blows is not weak, the most powerful one is the last one. Originally, he thought that the opponent's Zhanmang would not be invincible at this time. After all, this is the first round of the two sides just meeting. That's all, being forced out of invincibility so easily, if it spreads in the future, it will really insult his reputation.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhan Mang on the opposite side didn't have the slightest scruples in this regard. When he saw that his blood volume was too low, he immediately turned on invincibility, making his last attack useless.

In fact, it's no wonder, from the fact that Zhanmang has become a little low-key and excessive since he joined the descendants of the gods, it can be seen that he is not a person who is keen on fame and fortune, and for such a person, the current situation There is clearly no bad choice for little things.
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MISS!

Seeing the system prompt that appeared at the bottom of the screen, Zhan Mang breathed a long sigh of relief, and quickly took this opportunity to pour a blood bottle that instantly restores a certain amount of life, and then swung his sword to fight back at the opponent.

Ping Pong Pong!

The two sides waved their weapons again and fought at the door of the spiral staircase of the guard tower.

With the example just now, after realizing that the angry sword in front of him is really not an easy guy to deal with, Zhanmang also became more and more cautious. Every time he swung his sword, he did not seek merit, but only seek no fault. Try to buy as much time as possible for the final hope above.

But in this way, Fu Jian suddenly felt uncomfortable...

That's right, in terms of strength, strictly speaking, he is indeed stronger than Zhan Mang, but this so-called stronger is definitely not the kind of strength that can crush opponents. If Ding Qiang is used as a reference, his strength is With a full score of 100, if he can reach 95, the Zhanmang will at least be around 92 or 93. Such a small gap is not something that can be won by a stormy attack.

In the dim environment, seeing the opponent's attack, the angry sword suddenly took a step forward, golden light flashed all over his body, and a mighty skill blasted out on the spot.

Although this blow was extremely powerful, the flaws were quite obvious. Seeing that most of Nujian's body was exposed in front of him defenseless, a cold light flashed in Zhanmang's eyes, and after dodging the opponent's attack, he immediately I'm about to rush forward and launch an attack...

However, just when he was about to output, he didn't know what he thought of, he gritted his teeth suddenly, stopped abruptly, and retreated again, preferring to let go of this rare opportunity!

After hitting this blow, he couldn't kill the Furious Sword, but once it was a trap deliberately exposed by the opponent, then things would be bad... It was precisely because of this reason that he retreated abruptly .

As it turned out, Zhan Mang's guess was obviously correct.

"Grandma's..." Seeing that Zhanmang, who was about to be fooled, retreated again, Nu Jian felt depressed suddenly. The opportunity was rare just now, and the blood volume of Zhanmang on the opposite side was less than 30%. As long as he takes another step forward, Nujian is sure to cancel the skill in time, and then kill him with a backhand sword and two skills, but what he didn't expect is...

In desperation, Nu Jian had to cheer up again, waved his weapon, and killed the opposite Zhanmang!
At the very top of the tower, the blade guards are guarding the tower for the final fight!

At the entrance of the spiral staircase, Zhanmang was struggling under the fierce attack of the angry sword!

And at the farther gate, the defense line composed of Zhan Feng and Blood Flame Kuanglong was also struggling to support it under the indiscriminate bombardment of many players from Undead Dynasty...

"Damn, where are there so many people!" Looking at the continuous stream of enemies in front of him, Zhan Feng shouted a little depressed: "Where are the people in our guild?"

"They're all outside, and they won't be able to come in for a short time!" Compared to Zhan Feng, Blood Flame Mad Dragon undoubtedly saw the battle situation more clearly. Compared with them, Undead Dynasty undoubtedly entered the camp one step earlier than them. , although at this moment, many players of the descendants of the gods have already tried their best to get close to the guard tower in the middle, but after all, the Undead Dynasty is not a paper three-popular meeting, so the five of them are deadly guards guarding the entrance of the tower , and the consequences of the delay in the arrival of reinforcements appeared.

"Damn, if I don't come again, I will be beaten into a pile of shit..." Severely chopped off an opponent in front of him, seeing the opponents rushing in front of him, almost contiguously, the dagger was depressed shouted.

"..."

And at this moment, suddenly, something unexpected happened to everyone!
A wave of nearly a hundred huge meteorites fell from the sky, directly bombarded the gate of the guard tower, and fell into the player camp of the Undead Dynasty!
Boom boom boom...

The splashing rocks and turbulent flames directly blasted the Undead Dynasty players who gathered at the door and wanted to rush in a wave into a white light, even Anderson who rushed in the front was no exception. There is an extra lot of potions and equipment at the door...

Doomsday catastrophe!

Seeing this familiar skill, everyone in the Blood Flame Mad Dragon was overjoyed. Looking up, sure enough, sitting on the back of the black dragon in mid-air, Nangong Xiaoyue was continuously releasing magic spells one after another. Many of the opponents below scrambled in a panic.

There were not only Xiao Hei's pets in mid-air, but Yueying Mingxin, Chacha and others' Flying Caifenghe were impressively lined up. When five colorful phoenixes gathered together, their lethality directly increased by 50%. A piece of white light with incomparable power.

The dangerous situation at the door was finally brought under control temporarily with the arrival of Ding Qiang and the others...

"Where's the sword of anger?" Ding Qiang asked immediately after jumping from mid-air to the ground.

"Go in!" Pointing to the dark corridor, Zhan Feng said: "My brother is entangled him there!"

"En!" After nodding, Ding Qiang was about to turn around and walk in, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the peerless handsome guy and Lin Yi...

"Xiaoqiang, there is no mana, hurry up and throw some magic potion over here!" The two paladins shouted, they had been standing at the door for so long, and they had almost run out of ammunition and food. Qiang led people to come in time, otherwise it would have been breached long ago.

Throwing down more than half of the super powerful magic potion on his body, ignoring the joyful cheers of the two guys, Ding Qiang quickly rushed towards the tower...

In the entire battle about the camp, from the beginning when the Undead Dynasty had the upper hand, until now, the Godborn has already begun to gain the upper hand. As long as he can clear the sword of anger in time, then the normal battle can basically declare the gods. descendants win.

Keng Keng Keng Keng...

Hearing the uninterrupted sound of swords coming from the darkness in front of him, Ding Qiang immediately quickened his pace and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

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"Huh, huh..." Looking at the angry sword in front of him, Zhanmang gasped heavily. Although his blood volume was less than 10%, he still persisted.

"You can't beat me!" Looking at Zhanmang, the sword said angrily: "You have a lot of experience at your level, and you will lose a lot if you die once. You should get out of the way. I just want to prevent you from killing the tower guards." It’s just an official, there’s no need to kill you!”

"Get out of the way?" He ran sneered, took a few breaths, and said, "Anyone can say big things, so how do you know that you will definitely win?"

"The dead duck's mouth is hard!" A sneer of disdain, Nu Jian stopped talking and rushed towards Zhan Mang again.

Only this time, to his surprise, Zhan Mang on the other side didn't show any signs of panic or unwillingness when facing his blow, instead, he smiled faintly.

Facing his blow, Zhanmang on the opposite side didn't even raise the long sword in his hand, just stood there waiting for him to rush over...

"Huh?" After being slightly taken aback in his heart, Nu Jian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, his feet froze slightly, and the whole person suddenly moved sideways.

And almost the moment he moved out, he felt a gust of cold wind sweeping past him, and with a whoosh, a sword beam flew out against his arm... and flew straight to Zhanmang. face!
"Damn it!" Holding his nose, Zhan Mang squatted down in pain.

Although attacking each other between players in the same team does not cause harm, but for real considerations, those slight pains will still be reflected as they are, and the nose is the most vulnerable part of the human body, so it will not feel good to be attacked at first!
After standing still, Nu Jian immediately turned around and shouted, "Who is it?"

But when he turned his head to look, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting, and after a long while, he said a few words: "Damn, it's you!"

"It's too bad, it's really too bad!" Looking at Zhan Mang on the opposite side, Ding Qiang said with a look of hatred for iron and steel: "Do you know how fake your expression was just now?"

"Can't you pretend that you know you're going to die soon, and then look distraught and unwilling?"

"Look, did you miss it? If you had cooperated a little earlier, I would have killed him with a single blow!"

"Look at the present, it's a new start..."

"It's too bad, the acting skills are really too bad!"

"..." Hearing Ding Qiang's series of nonsense, Zhan Mang opened his mouth and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Grandma, why don't you change your skills?" Zhan Mang shouted depressed, holding his nose.

(End of this chapter)