Fantasy Westward Journey: Return To 2005

Before they could react, they saw that Qian Blade, who had escaped the confinement and lifted the seal, suddenly moved!

Eagle strike!

Accompanied by a frightening eagle roar, the Qianblade figure, who had transformed into a mutant ghost general, flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the cruising deity of Shizhang Hongchen!

After standing in front of the wandering god, I saw the long knife in his hand swiping at will, and saw a sudden injury floating on the baby's head——

-6744!

As the damage that did not trigger a critical strike but made everyone stunned jumped out, I saw this wandering **** froze, and then he was instantly killed without any accident!

Immediately afterwards, without giving the other people in the Treasure Pavilion any time to react, they saw Qianren, who was roaming full of blood, move away with a knife, and came to Shizhang Hongchen again!

call--

The second knife swung down, and as a golden light suddenly burst out from Shizhang Hongchen, she saw a terrifying injury floating from the top of her head, '9244'!

"I'm Ocough Cough Cough!!!"

"What the fuck... what the **** is this **** damage? Is this data that can be typed by humans?!"

"9244...I calculated, this knife can take me twice..."

"Come on! Who can stop him!"

Under this brutal and incomparable crit, Shizhang Hongchen directly performed a death at the speed of light. At the same time, the group of five members of the Treasure Pavilion sitting in front of the computer almost died.

But before they could plug in the oxygen tube, they saw Qianren's footsteps shifted again and came to the fairy in the mist that was VERON in the West.

ooh-

Crit-13266!

The third knife fell, and a five-digit damage suddenly jumped out. The crowd of onlookers who were still frantically discussing the second knife and a few people in the Treasure Pavilion suddenly seemed to have their vocal cords cut off collectively, and they all became dumbfounded!

At the same time when everyone was hit by the incredible damage of the knife and their brains shut down, they saw Qianblade's figure flashed and came to Xitian VERON himself again.

"Don't..."

Looking at the 'twin' brothers who suddenly appeared in front of him, Xitian VERON, who is also a mutant ghost general, looked flustered, and watched the opponent's sword suddenly fall, instantly detonating a golden light on him!

Crit -

-10984!

"Uh……"

With another suffocating five-digit damage wafting out, I saw Xitian VERON, who had transformed into a mutant ghost like Qianren, was like a six-eared macaque caught by his real body. He snorted and collapsed directly on the floor. !

"???"

"no……"

"Is it the player or the baby?"

"Can anyone tell me what just happened? Is this the same game I played?"

"I can barely understand 13,000 with a knife for a **** baby, but it's more than 10,000 for a top-level server like this, isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

"This Tang Dynasty has just finished sweeping the last round, and it is empty at the moment. It is not impossible to cut him more than 1W with Brother Blade's unreasonable damage..."

"Question! Brother Blade has been known to crit a top server against Datang's 10,001. If it is us, what should we do to withstand this sword?"

"Best your sister, what do you take? Do you have a household registration book?"

"To tell the truth, a household registration book may not necessarily be able to withstand..."

At the same time that Xitian Veron was instantly killed by a 1W1 crit attack by Qianren, the two server players in the appearance battle had completely blown up their pots, and they all stared at the eyes and looked incredible, just felt that everything just now was like an illusion!

While these players continued to fry the pot, Qianren's figure once again came to the old uncle's misty fairy.

call--

+6477!

With a swipe of the knife, it was somewhat unexpected that the knife of Qianren did not send the fairy in the mist away, but directly triggered God Blessing to resurrect the opponent full of blood.

But then, when Qianren stepped forward and was about to slash his sixth knife, he saw this god-blessed fairy in the mist quickly sticking up and protecting his master!

At the same time when the fairy in the mist was posted, Qianren's last knife also fell!

Crit -

-8664!

-4892!

As a large group of golden light burst out again, I saw this misty fairy who had just been resurrected with blood froze, and then flew out of the field in an instant!

And at the same time when the fairy in the fog was slashed and flew, the old uncle who was protected by it also softened at the same time, and his head fell to his knees on the floor...

"Fuck his grandma's legs, it's a hammer blow!"

"Totally pressed to the ground and killed as a pig..."

"I won't be online for the time being from tomorrow, don't look for me, I want to find a place to be alone..."

"I don't want to play anymore, it's boring."

"I'm so tired, let's finish it..."

At the same time when the old uncle fell in love with the flying people, the mentality of the five-member group of the treasure pavilion had completely collapsed, and they could no longer ignite a shred of fighting spirit.

If it is said that Bianliang City, which lacks a thousand blades, is still like a serious top team, as long as it handles properly, there is a chance to wrestle with the opponent. .

Then Bianliang City with a thousand blades is an uncompromising cosmic team. The moment he flew out of the Eagle Strike, it was like a three-body man launching a two-way foil, which was a complete dimensionality reduction attack!

Under the crushing damage that is beyond ordinary people's understanding, any tactics are meaningless, because these tactics are prepared for human beings from the beginning, and the heaven-defying creatures like Qianblade are not included at all.

At this time, the Treasure Pavilion representative team had completely given up their struggle, and even the players watching the game on the Treasure Pavilion server forgot to swear for a while.

At this time, everyone unanimously focused their eyes on Qianren who had returned to the queue in Bianliang City, but felt that this god-like man seemed to be enveloped in a layer of fog, and he couldn't see through it at all.

"I said, Mr. Fang, you lion camel... it's too foul! According to the United Nations regulations, it is completely a weapon of mass destruction, so you should use it with caution in the future!"

Looking at the treasure pavilion on the opposite side, which was bleeding into a river under a wave of eagle strikes with thousands of blades~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The cute-faced beast who witnessed this human tragedy with his mouth wide open finally came back to his senses and swallowed hard. After drooling, he said cautiously.

Hearing this, Fang Yun didn't have time to speak when he heard Sujiu sigh: "It's terrible! I feel that if I were on the opposite side, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand your crit. It's really outrageous!"

"...I have to have another cigarette to suppress my shock."

At the same time, there was the sound of a lighter from Huang He's side. This was the third cigarette he had smoked.

Really amused by the reactions of these guys, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at your unpromising appearance, can you learn from Rumeng, they are all mixed up with me, see how calm they are. "

As he said that, he was about to ask Liu Ximeng if he had perfectly recorded his heroic appearance just now, but the other party suddenly spoke up.

"Boss, my roommate asked you if you need a wife. They want to compete for jobs..."

Listening to Liu Ximeng's reluctance to ask in her voice, Fang Yun's expression, who was still smiling, suddenly froze...