Rage of Rebirth

The anger of tens of millions of players was ignited, and they all raised their weapons and roared: "Revenge, Smecta~!"

Listening to the roar, Ma Canlie's whole body felt as if he was getting an electric shock. He finally felt the feeling of directing tens of thousands of people to work in one direction.

"Report to the boss, the enemy has arrived." Li Zhixian sent a message.

Ma Canlie looked towards the distance of the Blue River Grassland. Where the sun rose, a black line slowly appeared. As time went by, this black line became thicker and thicker. When the black line appeared on the opposite side one kilometer away,

, he saw clearly the enemy coming.

Lu Yang was riding on the Komodo beast and walking in the front row. He raised his right hand and the five million Jagged Brotherhood players slowly stopped and stopped completely at a distance of 500 meters.

"Boom~!"

The sound of 5 million people stopping echoed through the grassland. Lu Yang nodded with satisfaction and said: "My strongest warriors will go to South Korea to compete with the players and let them understand how big the gap is with us."

"I'll go first." Liu Yunpeng picked up the totem pole. He was in the form of a 2-meter-tall minotaur. He strode towards the center of the two armies' positions. Still 300 meters away from the enemy's position, he smashed the totem pole heavily.

On the ground, the Korean player looking across from him roared: "Liu Yunpeng, the commander of the Tauren Legion of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood War, has come to challenge us. Who dares to challenge!"

Ma Canlie's face showed an extremely angry look. He understood that this was Lu Yang humiliating him. There were no one-on-one masters among the legion commanders and presidents who humiliated him. In fact, there were some, but Ma Canlie was not familiar with his subordinates. He only knew

No one else knows about the methods of the vice-president who are similar to him.

"Uncle Nanbian, go and meet him." Among the vice-presidents under Ma Canlie, Uncle Nanbian is the strongest.

Although there is no explicit regulation, in previous New World wars, when the two sides fought, the levels were almost equal. One side was the vice president, and the other side was also the vice president, or at the level of the main army commander. There should not be too much difference.

"Okay, let's see how I kill him." Uncle Nanbian had suppressed his anger. He had been defeated three times. He was now eager to take revenge.

Nanbian Bo walked 200 meters out of the military formation and came to a place 100 meters away from Liu Yunpeng. He is a human player. His profession is an afterimage warrior, and he mainly focuses on afterimage attacks.

"I am Uncle Nanbian. Remember my name. I will let you see how powerful our Korean players are in a moment, Smecta~!" Uncle Nanbian raised his sword with both hands and slowly approached Liu Yunpeng.

Liu Yunpeng sneered and roared: "I never remember people's names when I kill people. You are not qualified to ask me to remember names. Just die."

Liu Yunpeng was originally an arrogant person, but he changed his profession to a rare profession and experienced a period of trough. After being brought back by Lu Yang to teach him, Liu Yunpeng's strength improved greatly, and he followed Lu Yang and won countless wars, and his horizons increased.

It is no longer something ordinary people can imagine.

In the past two years, he has killed at least tens of thousands of players, and Uncle Nanbian in front of him just added one more number to these tens of thousands.

"Tauren Leap"

Liu Yunpeng ran to a distance of 60 meters, suddenly jumped up, gathered a two-meter-long totem pole with both hands, and smashed it at Nanbian Bo.

Nanbian Bo didn't dare to take the attack head-on. He quickly dodged and retreated 2 meters away. At the same time, he quickly launched a charge after Liu Yunpeng landed.

"Die." Nanbian Bo slammed into Liu Yunpeng, but Liu Yunpeng instantly opened the badge and released the control. At the same time, he raised the totem pole again and slammed it to the ground.

Nanbian Bomeng opened his eyes wide. The attack speed of the ancestral tauren was once every 12 seconds, but now Liu Yunpeng's attacks are only separated by 1 second. This only proves that when Liu Yunpeng jumped over just now, he did not use the heavy attack skill at all, but the attack speed of Liu Yunpeng.

The starting position of the upsetting hammer.

Liu Yunpeng looked at Uncle Nanbian with a ferocious smile and said, "Go to hell, you're going to be pounding the ground."

In an instant, Liu Yunpeng, who was more than two meters tall, seemed to be crazy. The totem pole more than two meters long in his hand smashed towards Nanbian Bo at an attack speed of 0.2 seconds. Nanbian Bo continued to dodge, but unfortunately, he could not withstand the attack at all.

Liu Yunpeng was killed by Liu Yunpeng's attack from Di Luan Hammer.

"Drink~!" Liu Yunpeng raised the totem pole and roared to the sky, saying: "Trash."

Ma Chanyeol and Korean players were furious.

"I'll be the second one." Wan Zhonghui put on his war horse before everyone else and quickly ran out of the crowd. He stopped 300 meters away from the Korean military formation, raised the sword in his hand and roared loudly: "Iron-blooded brothers

Wan Zhonghui, the commander of the Blood Oath Shaman Legion, has come to challenge, who dares to challenge~!"

"Let's go together, they are too weak, it's a waste of time to go back and forth." Huoqing Wanzong turned into a blood wolf and ran forward.

"Hey, that's a good idea, let's go together." Fiery Hell said.

The others nodded happily, put on their horses and ran out of the military formation, and came to Wan Zhonghui's side. The lovely queen waved the ice staff in her hand, and the first one said coquettishly: "Commander of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood's Ice Archmage Corps.

The lovely queen has come to challenge us, who dares to fight?"

"The Commander of the Theocratic Knights of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood, Liehu Hell, has come to challenge me. Who dares to challenge me?" Liehu Hell, dressed in gold, pulled out the two-handed sword at his waist.

"Liu Ruohuai, the commander of the Theological Orc Corps of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood, has come to challenge me. Who dares to challenge me?" Liu Ruohuai was in the form of a green-skinned orc, holding swords in both hands and with a solemn expression.

Jiang Chen pulled out the double daggers from his waist and said with a sneer: "Jiang Chen, the leader of the Divine Grace Assassin Corps of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood, is here to challenge me. Who dares to fight in a one-on-one fight?"

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Six voices resounded through the grassland. Ma Canyeol became angry and roared: "Song Jishuo, Bae Dongxu, Yin Xiaozhen, Li Yunlu, Kong Dongyun, Liu Zaixu, kill some of them for me."

The people who were named were extremely angry. They drew their weapons and shouted at Smecta and rushed towards the Iron-Blooded Brothers.

"Blood Oath Strike"

Wan Zhonghui saw the opportunity and hacked Song Zhishuo to death.

"Tearing and biting wildly"

Haoqing Wanzong dodged Pei Dongxu's frontal attack and pinned Pei Dongxu to the ground with three consecutive side attacks.

"Extremely Cold Realm"

The cute queen killed Yoon Hyo Jin with one move.

Liu Ruohuai chopped Li Yunlu to death with one sword.

The Fiery Hell turned on theocratic mode and killed Kong Dongyun.

The prisoner Pluto shot Liu Jae-wook to death with one arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the six vice-presidents from South Korea were all killed by the elite regiment commanders of the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood. For a moment, South Korea was shocked, but players around the world saw it with blood boiling.

"Nice job."

"You have to kill like this. He is worthy of being the main force commander of the Iron-Blooded Brothers."

"Haha, that's my brother, my brother."

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