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Everyone including Feilong was stunned.

Holding a long spear, he lost his ability to fight just under Wang Mang's loud shout.

"What I want to tell you is that your king is still invincible."

After saying that, Wang Mang pointed and squeezed hard behind him.

At this moment, it was as if the air had frozen.

Wang Mang galloped ahead quickly, and several stick players wanted to protect the flying dragon, and each used finishing skills.

"Earth Exploding Star."

"Frozen thousands of miles."

"Invincible fire."

"Storm Thunder."

Oncoming, the first is a thunder.

A few stick players were full of confidence, they didn't believe that Wang Mang could sustain this blow.

But what I didn't expect was that in the next second, Wang Mang's figure disappeared long ago, waiting for "July 17"

When he appeared, he was already in front of several players.

"I like Thunderbolt, right? I'll give it back to you."

After shouting these words, they could see very clearly that Wang Mang's figure turned into a glittering appearance in a short moment, only to see Wang Mang jumping up all of a sudden.

It seemed like a golden Buddha statue was sitting in front of them.

Even in this piece of land, everyone still felt as if they were sitting in a small boat, shaking constantly, Wang Mang stretched out his fist and hit the ground.

The entire piece of land quickly split in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A few stick players didn't even have time to resist, they were swallowed up by this continent.

Not even a single cry could be uttered.

Feilong looked at all this in shock, and said incredulously: "This is the height that the human race in this game can reach. This is the height of God."

"What the hell, I don't understand, but baby knows, you're going down."

Feilong snorted coldly, and raised his spear directly: "Is it true that I am also called the gun king, you should worry about yourself."

While he was speaking, he had already mobilized his mana.

"Stabbed with guns."

Feilong let out a loud snort. For a melee mage like him, the first key is not to give the opponent a chance to get close, or to be more precise, to suppress the opponent's chance to make a shot at all, and then aim at the timing to kill with one move.

Indeed after his skills were used.

There were gunshots in the whole air, and when many players were fighting against stick players, they also suffered from this trick,,,,, because even if they had high-damage skills, there was no way to use them.

Seeing that, Wang Mang was about to be pushed into a corner.

"The human star is nothing more than that."

He sneered, and then planned to take a direct shot: grab Wang Mang and subdue him to the ground, but he didn't expect that at this moment, Wang Mang suddenly punched his silver spear.

There was a loud bang in the air.

Feilong took a few steps back, how could the power of this punch have such high damage "You are a barbarian"

He asked with some doubts, but looking at the equipment on Wang Mang, it didn't look like a barbarian's equipment at all.

Wang Mang responded with a smile: "No, I'm also a mage, and I happen to be a melee mage."

Feilong didn't quite believe it, just when he was about to doubt a few words, he found that Wang Mang was actually a shellfish.

"Deputy head, look at the sky!"

A stick player shouted out anxiously, and the flying dragon looked up to the sky.

I only saw Wang Mang jumping into the sky and falling down quickly.

"Young man, have you seen a set of boxing techniques that fell from the sky?"

"I've seen it, and most opponents are quite miserable."

This is a stalk from players in the China War Zone, but it is also very popular in the Bangzi War Zone, but they all thought it was just a joke, so they didn't take this boxing method in their hearts.

How much attention is paid, let alone other things.

After Wang Mang fell from the sky, he sat on the ground and shook the flying dragon, followed by a set of serial fists.

Feilong was hit by a five-body throw, and at the same time, in his mind, he kept thinking about how to get rid of his current predicament.

But he was surprised to find that he couldn't get out of this predicament at all.

Instead, he was hit on the body with punch after punch.

The value of the body is dropping rapidly.

The less HP, the more scared Feilong felt in his heart. Seeing that Wang Mang was about to kill him, he was very scared and suddenly remembered a skill, but he would be deducting 3% of his own. Blood.

Now he only has 10% of his health remaining.

Never mind, fight.

After thinking of this, he immediately.

Activate the blood shield.

The whole person disappeared in place, at least fifty or sixty meters away from Wang Mang.

"go"

Wang Mang said indifferently, Feilong also knew that he was not Wang Mang's opponent and wanted to leave here as quickly as possible.

But I didn't expect that the speed of this god-killing mage would be so fast.

In just a few seconds, he even caught up with him.

Wang Mang didn't kill him in a hurry, but grabbed him and flew towards the city wall.

The flying dragon slammed into the city heavily, and the blood on his body dropped by a few points.

Wang Mang walked to his side step by step, lifted him high, and threw him to the ground with another heavy blow.

Feilong was close to death at the moment, but Wang Mang did not end his life because of this, instead, he used a small trick to continuously take away a trace of his blood.

The stick players in the city, seeing this scene, were filled with righteous indignation and wished they would go out of the city now.

As for the Chinese players here, everyone feels very comfortable in their hearts.

Because they have been bullied by stick warzone players before.

"Long live the king! 2.

8"

I don't know who was the first to say this.

The people next to him shouted the same words one after another.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The stick players who were besieged in the city couldn't bear it anymore and insisted on killing them, but the players in the China theater had already guessed this, and set up a circle around the city.

As long as a stick player runs out, he will be greeted by an incomparably large number of magic grenades.

Feilong watched as the players in his war zone were killed one by one in the next half an hour, and the whole person became disheartened.

"Ahhh!"

He roared and aimed at Wang Mang: "Go to hell!"

Before Wang Mang could make a move, suddenly a huge palm stretched out from behind Feilong.

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