This Game is Not Easy

Countless primary exercises and primary strengths are not as powerful as a high-level exercise.

Even if it is a war of attrition, other people's advanced exercises are as vast as the sea, bottomless, and almost complete a collection of a large number of primary exercises.

Of course, there are indeed people who like to improve with a hodgepodge, but there is a ceiling in doing so, and it is difficult to go further.

Ordinary players will still choose to specialize in one type, one style, and other skills of different styles, all as auxiliary.

Only with a clear distinction between primary and secondary, can the role be cultivated to perfection.

Skills like Feather Thorn, whose tongue is invulnerable to all poisons, obviously belong to the nature of playing tickets, and it is estimated that it is a personal bad taste.

What's the use of the tongue being invulnerable to all poisons, and the body parts have no resistance!

Of course, Fang Yi didn't say much about this kind of thing.

Because he left more bizarre skills in the second year of middle school, and used it several times at the competition site, it once became a black history, and it is still mentioned by Xu Ya and other old players for fun.

"Ahhhh!"

The screams from the air made Fang Yi suppress his thoughts.

When thinking about these things, Fang Yi's hands were not idle, and he always had the direction of controlling the feather thorns.

Pulled by Juli, the feather thorn directly hit the black ball of light emitted by the Wanling Artillery.

This is of course, when the artillery was fired, Fang Yi had already figured out what to do next, and his thinking was very clear.

boom!

Although the Wanling Artillery does not have soul reserves as a power booster, its power is much lower than that of ordinary artillery.

But against a skeleton stand, there is no problem.

The feather thorn hit the black ball of light and fell apart on the spot, and bone fragments fell like raindrops.

"Black, Blackbeard is dead! Shattered to pieces!"

"Win, win! Lord Gale won, hahahaha!"

At this scene, Fang Yi's crew had a panoramic view and cheered excitedly.

The group of skeletons did not respond, and firmly carried out the order to kill.

The two sides fought together again, but this time, it was the crew members whose fighting spirit had skyrocketed, and had the upper hand, but instead suppressed the group of skeletons.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

At this moment, the cannons fell from the sky. Even if Fang Yi asked the helm to evade urgently, several artillery pieces still landed on the ship, blasting one after another, and the flames were everywhere.

The ship was shaking, but Fang Yi's eyes were fixed on the broken bones, and his brows were wrinkled.

The system message did not sound, that is to say, the guy is not dead yet.

Where would he hide... No, I don't need to find him, just force him to show up.

Flicking the black iron epee, Fang Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the green double daggers that fell on the ground and the looming dotted line that almost merged with the environment.

Whoosh!

Sure enough, in the next instant, two daggers suddenly bounced off the ground, stabbing towards Fang Yi's face.

Dangdang!

As if expected, Fang Yi raised his sword to block and attacked with precision.

The two daggers flew out backwards, the shadowless silk shrank violently, and with the daggers, it shot straight at the spot where the corpse had the most broken bones.

there!

With a kick on the soles of his feet, Fang Yi was about to sprint when suddenly he saw all the skeletons on the boat, stopped the offensive, and gathered towards Yu Thorn's corpse for protection.

come to this trick...

"Everyone spreads out!"

Everyone listened to the order, and they were all stunned.

Looking back, I saw the dark muzzle, already aimed at this side...

boom!

As soon as the cannon sounded, the black ball of light reappeared.

No matter the size or speed, it is a few points weaker than before, and it feels like an overdraft.

In the face of the attack, the group of skeletons clearly rioted.

They used their bodies to surround the broken bones on the ground for protection.

And this is exactly what it means.

The group of skeletons dodged, and they took Feather Thorn's life.

If you don't hide, you'll be wiped out!

Fang Yizheng was about to pursue the victory just like this, when he suddenly heard a familiar sound in his ears. He saw the movement of the ghost ship in front of him, and his expression changed on the spot.

To catch up at such a time...

Before I had time to think deeply, Fang Yi would not advance but retreat!

"Compression Cannon!"

"Necrocannon!"

"Drunken as hell!"

Three voices sounded almost simultaneously.

In the next moment, a black light beam came in an instant, directly destroying the bow of the Black Finger, running through the hull, leaving behind a little starlight like a galaxy.

It wasn't until it penetrated from the stern and bombarded a beam of space-distorting space that it burst open, like fireworks, the black light scattered and scattered on the sea.

The power of the compression artillery was greatly reduced. Although the residual power still affected the Black Finger, it only shook the hull a few times, and there was no follow-up.

"Who is blocking me from chasing the ghost Gal!"

Lily's furious roar came from the thundercloud more than a thousand meters behind, and it was mighty and layered like thunder.

Fang Yi returned the legs that had been shrunk desperately to avoid the attack, and then wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Drunk is easy to use, but it is a heavy burden on the body.

From the Treasure Island, Fang Yi has been on the run all the way, both mental and physical exhaustion is very large, coupled with the aging of the body, now it feels a bit like reaching the limit of physical strength, all relying on the will to support.

Looking towards the wreckage of Feather Thorn, the number of ordinary groups suddenly decreased by more than half, turning into broken bones.

And behind the broken bones, a skeleton flashing the fire of the soul, like a rebirth from ashes, slowly climbed up from the wreckage.

"Dongmen Zui, I am alive again! I have to admit that you are really strong, but in this dungeon, we have developed better, so we are the strongest!"

The green double daggers wrapped around transparent dotted lines have returned to Feather Thorn's hands, and the fighting spirit has risen sharply.

Tightening the black iron epee in his hand, Fang Yi took a heavy step forward, ignoring the serious damage to the hull.

boom!

Just as his feet landed, Fang Yi's body fell straight and fell to the ground.

puff.

Fang Yi, who fell to the ground, seemed to be enduring something, his body curled and trembled slightly.

At this scene, Feather Thorn was taken aback for a moment.

What about the hot-blooded battle? Which play is this?

Is it a tactic to lure the enemy? It seems that this is not necessary~www.readwn.com~ No matter what Dongmen Zui does, he will definitely rush up.

While Yu Thorn was thinking about it, nearly half of the crew on the Dongmen Zui ship fell to the ground strangely, their bodies curled up, just like Dongmen Zui's appearance at the moment.

The other asymptomatic crew members turned pale.

"At such a critical juncture..."

"It's over, it happened at this time..."

"Surrender, surrender, we surrender!"

The crew members who had been fighting hard just now put down their weapons and chose to surrender, as if they suddenly lost confidence in Fang Yi.

It's no wonder, the last time the curse struck, half of the staff became elderly.

So this time... most of the personnel are estimated to be deprived of their lives directly.