Don’t Heal the Others

"Up! Don't be afraid! He has only one person! And there is not much blood!"

The doomsday gods were shocked and angry, and only a few of the remaining warrior players awake as if they were dreaming, holding back the shock of their hearts, regardless of the rush to Xiao Feng.

However, Xiao Feng turned a blind eye and his face did not change. It was like carrying a gold bull totem with a baseball bat. He walked in the direction of the Doomsday God, and he could not see a few players who rushed to himself.

Just picking up the golden mace in his hand when he was about to be close.

"-181!"

It is still a thrilling high amount of damage. The mad war in the front is knocked to death, and Xiao Feng’s footsteps are not even paused.

"boom!"

"-358! Crit!"

It was a stick. An assassin who wanted to sneak into Xiao Feng from behind was killed by Xiao Feng’s backhand and did not look at it.

"-320!"

The golden bulls' totem glows, and the power of the bulls once again smashes a shield battle. Xiao Feng’s eyes are calm and the pace is equally stable. He walks in a strolling way to the Doomsday Fas, but every step is taken in the hands. The golden mace seems to be hand-picked, and a player who rushes up will be spiked.

The elite front row of the two major trade unions, only the last two soldiers, the chilly look of Xiao Feng's stable body shape, and the body behind him, have completely dared to go forward.

"Archer! Are you **** dead! Give me a scatter! Flood him with skills!"

The Doomsday God can't believe his eyes. At this moment, Xiao Feng has no power. He just walks toward him step by step. However, anyone who wants to block Xiao Feng has become an attack in Xiao Feng’s understatement. One body after another.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was getting closer and closer to him, the Doomsday God was panicked, and hurriedly shouted, even the two melee players not far from Xiao Feng did not care.

"Mage! Give me all the output! Don't use the system to lock! He can hide! Switch to free mode and throw it around him! Don't keep the skills! Give me all!"

The scattering of more than 10 archers has been quite powerful. The rain of a slam dunk is like a black cloud, and it is directly covered by Xiao Feng. The only two soldiers are no exception.

The arrows are raining, pouring down, plus a fireball ice arrow, the two sacrificed warriors are not slammed directly by the skill rain spike.

On the other hand, Xiao Feng, in the face of such a skillful rain, the footsteps could not stop, the neck seemed to be twisted at random, the two arrows flew over the ear, and while twisting back, a cold force forced The human ice arrow also blasted in the ear, and a few pieces of ice stains stuck to the tip of Xiao Feng.

Suddenly stepping forward, an arrow was inserted in the heel of Xiao Feng. At the same time, he leaned back and bent down. At the same time, three fireballs lined up in a row and flew past Xiao Feng’s chin...

The two major unions still have more than 20 remote occupations without the slightest hand, scattering, two consecutive shots, fireballs, ice arrows, skills such as rain, drowning Xiao Feng.

After waiting for the cooling time, after the skill rain stopped, all the talents found that Xiao Feng was still in place, unharmed!

"Wind step..."

The Doomsday God’s throat intervened, and the eyes almost protruded. Looking at Xiao Feng’s bath in the skill rain, he spit out these three words.

As early as the killing of Xiao Feng in the village of Novice Village, he knew that Xiao Feng would be a wind step, but he only used him as a small number of people, and his skills were not enough, so Xiao Feng escaped.

However, I did not expect that Xiao Feng’s Fengshen step was so proficient, but there were more than 20 people present! And each is an elite player! Predicting ability is definitely far better than ordinary players! Actually no one can touch Xiaofeng!

Not only the people of the Doomsday League and the midsummer, but other unions or scattered players who are surrounded by the same are also sluggish.

The siege of almost 30 people, melee contain the long-range fire coverage, and under such intensive attacks, the besieged Xiao Feng actually has half of the blood, which is how terrible!

"Although I don't have a sense of companionship, they are all trying to help me after all, so you guys, **** it."

Xiao Feng opened his mouth and seemed to sigh, and then forced to the Doomsday Faith and the Master of the Faith behind the Doom.

"You don't be too happy too! Do you think you are invincible? Give me to die!"

At the end of the day, the **** of law was stunned, and the silver staff in his hand suddenly shook horizontally. A large fireball with a big basketball appeared out of thin air. At the same time, as if it was a good discussion, the wizards of the four Doom League players behind him also threw a fireball. But not aiming at Xiao Feng, but aiming at the large fireball summoned by the Doomsday God!

"Boom!"

Four small fireballs hit a large fireball, but there was no explosion. Instead, they were engulfed and directly integrated into it!

At the same time, the large fireball banged and expanded directly into a giant fireball with a diameter of 1 meter! In the rotation, Xiaofeng, who is already close to the distance, smashed in the past!

"So close! I see how you hide! Hahaha!"

The last day of the law, the **** of laughter, he deliberately forbears to the present, but also left a killing trick! He knows that this skill is too eye-catching. If he is too far away, he will definitely be caught by Xiao Feng and avoid it, so he will endure it now!

The giant fireball with a diameter of 1 meter is amazing. The heat waves have caused the surrounding air to be distorted, and the distance is up to 10 meters. So close, it is a bit difficult to escape.

However, Xiao Feng did not have the idea of ​​avoiding it. He greeted the giant fireball, and did not evade it, letting it lie on himself.

"Boom!"

The giant fireball exploded, the huge flame engulfed the Xiaofeng, and formed a group of fire waves directly in the original place. At the same time, a huge number of damage figures of up to three digits also emerged from Xiao Fengtou.

"-101!"

"Ha ha ha! More than 100 injuries! I don't believe you half-blooded priest is still not dead! What..."

The Doomsday God was laughing wildly, but his laughter stopped shortly.

Because as the fire wave dissipated, Xiao Feng still stood still, and there was still a small section left on the blood strip on his head.

"The damage is not bad."

The flames on the body were shot off, and Xiao Feng was slightly surprised by the opening. This surprise was not a fake.

Although his magical defense has no physical defense, but it is also terrible compared to the average player, but it has been destroyed by more than 100 blood by the Doomsday. It seems that the skill of the Doomsday is not only a fusion of others. The skills of a mage, it is very likely that even the attack power should be added together.

"This is impossible……"

The Doomsday God could not accept this result at all, staring at his eyes and staring at Xiao Feng, who was already standing in front of him.

"There is nothing impossible, the game world, I have always been God."

Xiao Feng’s unspeakable smile, the golden giant hammer in his hand, came out, and the hammer of the trial had been cooled down. Together with the Doomsday Fas, the five mages of the Doom League were killed and killed.

"The owner is hanging! Quick withdrawal!"

The front row of dead light, the priests died, and now the Masters group including the Doomsday God also died, and the last few archers left in the Doomsday League saw the situation is not good, directly retired, and even afraid of Xiao Feng chasing, actually Hidden into the copy.

Of course, Xiao Feng is too lazy to chase them.

At this moment, the team that killed Xiao Feng on the field was only less than 10 people in the midsummer trade union.

"Protection president!"

While watching Xiao Feng turn his gaze over, the summer lilies immediately screamed loudly, guarding in front of the midsummer roses, and the scattered archers of the midsummer trade unions naturally could not run along with the people of the Dori League, but all gathered together. In front of the midsummer roses, looking at Xiao Feng with horror, even the action of attacking did not dare.

Xiao Feng just walked two steps toward the midsummer rose, and there was a black shadow in front of him. The nightingale, who was watching from the beginning to the end, was standing in front of him, without saying a word, looking at him coldly.

"Fortunately there are nights! This person is too horrible! Amazing attack power and blood volume! The equipment on the body is absolutely terrible! At least beyond our two grades! And his combat power and consciousness reaction, etc., I have seen The highest of the players! Even higher than the nightingale! But the waste of the last day is not completely useless, at least it has consumed him blood! And we are still alive! With our help, the nightingale is not yet Is he a **** opponent?"

The summer lily in the rear is fortunate to say that the protected summer rose is also slightly relieved. Looking at Xiao Feng’s eyes is very complicated. The power of Xiao Feng is beyond her expectations. Such people are really in the game world. Can it fight against such a big union in midsummer?

Before the summer, Rose was absolutely unbelievable, because no one was more aware of the scale of the development of the summer trade union. She absolutely did not believe that one person could fight, but now she is somewhat shaken.

"Oh! Your strength is indeed out of our imagination, although I don't know where you came from, but in China, I am afraid you can rank in the top five in the Hall of Fame!"

Seeing that Xiao Feng stopped, the summer lily once again looked up. "But what about it? You are just a person! After all, you still have to die here!"

"We still have a team of archers, a mage, a pastor, and a top ten master in the Hall of Fame! And you, only the last blood! No matter how you look! You are already dead!"

The tone of the midsummer lily is once again full of self-confidence. The pastor's mage in her mouth is the midsummer rose and her, as the highest level of the midsummer trade union, and now she is forced to participate in the war.

Who knows that her words fall, Xiao Feng's face is suddenly revealing a sudden realization of the expression.

"Yeah, you don't remind me to forget."

Said, Xiao Feng put on the treatment of the scepter, a wave of light, a holy light fell on his head.

"126!"

Xiao Feng’s almost empty blood stripe returned directly to half.

Midsummer Lily: "..."

Just after a sigh of relief, the midsummer rose that had not yet had time to relax, once again realized the feeling of despair, even if the nightingale was in front of her, she could not let her have the slightest peace of mind.

Because of the horrible fighting power of Xiao Feng, she has already seen it before, and apart from that, she forgot that Xiao Feng is still a pastor, a profession that is not consumed at all!

This is the second time in the summer of roses, from Xiao Feng to experience despair...