The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 128 Envy, Jealousy, Hate

"Kill all these damn bastards first!" He spat out blood, and Lu Zhan no longer paid attention to Pinocchio who was struggling to get up, but swung his giant sword and slashed at the bull-headed guards around him.

From time to time, if Pinoxiu is without the protection of the guards now, the pressure on the land battle will plummet.

"Boom!" Standing up with the dignity of the lord, four or five nearby Goblin assault soldiers were sent flying, and Pinochet was instantly furious.

There is endless madness in the beautiful eyes, and the staff full of fire elements in his hand reveals a murderous aura.

After nearly a year of disappearance, Pinoche has been completely corroded by the transfer phenomenon, and has no wisdom other than fighting instinct.After suffering such an attack, he immediately raised his staff and recited a spell silently.

It's just that when Lu Zhan saw it, he calmed down quietly and continued to kill the bull-headed guards and goblin assault soldiers.

Pinoxiu's magic is indeed very strong, but Lu Zhan has initially mastered the rules of evasion. Although it is very likely that he will inevitably suffer a lot of trauma, this is the last effort.As long as all the alien races around Pinuoxiu are killed, the land battle without any worries is [-]% sure to kill Pinuoxiu!

"Boom!"

"boom!"

"Oh!"

The continuous single-target skill 'Meteorite' smashed fiercely around Lu Zhan. This time, Pinoxiu was really furious. Based on her vague fighting instinct, this time the white-haired man in front of her might give her a blow. Threat to life.It's just that while her powerful bombardment skills hurt the land battle, more damage was done to the alien subordinates who guarded her.

Lu Zhan gritted his teeth and insisted on Norton's novice HP potion, secretly cursing the attack power of Pinocchio. Although these magicians of the gods spent a lot of time chanting spells, what made up for it was the powerful power of their magic. Far stronger than other fighters of the same level.

Finally, after eating the No.17 bottle of Norton potion, Lu Zhan finally killed the last goblin commando.Nothing stood in his way now.

All the fighters standing in front of the projector and gasping for breath also fell silent.

"Jibulin!" Seeing that the magic she cast was almost in vain, and her guards were all dead or injured, she screamed because of the panic inherent in being a ranged fighter, and hurriedly waved her staff, An inexplicable circle appeared under her feet.It seems to be connecting another space.

Both Nina and Tina have seen this land battle spell before. It is the magic circle connecting the summoning space.

"If I let you summon goblins again, I might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes! Three-stage slash!" With a sneer, Lu Zhan waved the light of the knife in his hand, broke through a space of more than ten meters and slashed at Pinoxiu, immediately killing her. The summoning magic circle is broken.

Pinocchio, who was stunned by the backlash of magic, looked at Lu Zhan with resentful eyes, and screamed again. The staff in his hand danced a mysterious trajectory, and threw it at Lu Zhan.

"Sky Strike—Change!"

"Block!" "Pick up!" Seeing Pinoxiu's posture, Lu Zhan directly used the block to block the sky strike, and then raised Pinoxiu to float him into the air.

"Cross Slash", "Moonlight Slash", "Silver Falling Blade", "Uplift" the blood-colored cross continued to hit the Pinocchio who was about to fall, and skillfully connected with beautiful sword moves like moonlight.With the last small jump plus the silver falling blade and the pick, the height of the drop of Pinuoxiu rose again.

Ordinary three-in-a-row chop, split wave chop, ground crack wave sword, ghost chop.

Jump back, jump back.

Pinoxiu was cut more than a dozen times in a few seconds, and the soft skin all over her body had long since disappeared without a trace. Bloody scars appeared on her body, like blood-red centipedes wandering around.

"Diedie!" Pinocchio stood up, howling in pain, and the majesty of the lord attached to the aura of the lord blows away all the surrounding ruins and stones.She quickly raised the staff in her hand and waved it, chanting a spell that no one understood, and the brewing fire magic gradually became stronger, as if it was a completely different large-scale magic from before.

But Pinoxiu had no chance to complete this magic again, a black mountain suddenly descended on top of her head, and the terrifying waves of ghosts and gods pressed down, directly interrupting Pinoxiu's singing.

The result of the interruption of the chanting was a heavy magical backlash, and Pinoxiu spurted out another mouthful of thick blood. After that, the mountain pressed down without hesitation, and the terrifying power of ghosts and gods crushed all the bones of Pinoxiu's body. loud sound.Even tens of meters away, this incomparably penetrating voice can still be heard clearly.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the black mountain slammed down hard on the ground, stirring up pieces of black dust.The figure of Pinoxiu flew out of it, and directly hit a giant tree more than ten meters away.

"Crashing!"

From the moment of awakening to death of the blood berserker, there are many skills that cannot be separated.But if it is said that the most impressive skill, it is undoubtedly this move of Collapsing Mountain Strike.

Powerful and heavy, thick as a mountain.Without the flashy performance of Sword Soul, Beng Shan Strike is like a representative of the characteristics of a berserker.Let you do thousands of tricks, I only have one blow.

A blow to the collapse of the mountain is a blow to the collapse of the mountain.

The fighters sitting in front of the projector almost all watched this scene with their mouths wide open. Many female fighters even blushed when they saw Lu Zhan's sharp eyes and resolute face.

Nisaka is already in a coma, and no one explains it.But all the second-awakened fighters and special fighters who could clearly see the speed of the land battle were silent for almost an instant.

Twelve blows were sent out in four seconds, and each move was as powerful as splitting a mountain. This kind of attack caused a burst of despair in their hearts. If they were hostile to this white-haired swordsman, what would they have to resist.I am not a lord, and I don't have a lot of vitality attached to that kind of rules. Is it true that I can only catch him with nothing...

Why would there be such perverted people? Why would it not be enough to have the three special fighters, and why would there be such a profession as ghost swordsman.At this moment, almost millions of Second Awakened warriors had red light in their eyes, secretly roaring in their hearts!
envy, jealousy, hate!Just five words can fully describe their psychology.

As for those rookies and junior fighters who can't see the speed of land combat clearly, they don't have such concerns. They just shout frantically for the white-haired swordsman in the projector.Looking at their fanatical expressions, perhaps there are many more fanatics in land warfare.

It is easy to gain respect on the continent of Arad, as long as you are strong enough.If you are strong enough, you have status; if you are weak, you have no status.No matter where or what race, it's the same.Lu Zhan showed his strength in the projector, and countless warriors respected him. This is the reality and the hardest truth.

(End of this chapter)