Rage of Rebirth

The side of the Iron-Blooded Brothers.

Xia Yuwei sighed and said: "I really want to be one of them. Who can beat them with such equipment?"

Zhang Zibo said: "When we charge later, I will cover for you, don't worry."

Xia Yuwei looked at Zhang Zibo with a smile and said, "Thank you."

"Be polite to me." Zhang Zibo said with a slight blush.

Mr. Yueban's team was the closest to Xia Yuwei's team. He shouted to Xia Yuwei: "You two, what kind of troops are these? Can they withstand so many magical attacks from the opposite side? They won't die."

Zhang Zibo looked at Mr. Yueban and said: "This army is called the Immortal Legion. Don't worry, they may not lose 100 points of blood with this kind of attack."

"What?" Xinghun looked at Zhang Zibo and said in surprise: "What kind of equipment are they?"

Zhang Zibo said: "The Immortal's Underworld Thunder suit is a top-notch suit produced in the Hundred-Man Nightmare Dungeon on Blood Elf Island. It has prismatic gems all over its body, nine-color dragon skin for enchantment, and the legendary holy sword in its hand."

Xinghun said in shock: "What are their attributes?"

Zhang Zibo smiled but said nothing.

Mr. Yueban sighed and said: "I have long heard that the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood can forge legendary two-handed swords. I thought it was a lie. I never thought that such a thing could really happen."

Zhang Zibo looked at Lu Yang and said with admiration: "We didn't expect that, just look at it, this army will destroy their morale."

Mr. Yueban looked at the paladin troops in front. All he could see was countless magic. However, what Sword Killer and others saw were a group of devils.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible?" Li Xiuyu retreated in panic. 30 meters away in front of him, Mu Feng and other holy sword knights were knocked down by the paralysis effect of the thunder spell, and were walking forward on foot.

Among the countless magics, Mu Feng's silver figure loomed.

20 yards

10 yards

5 yards

With countless skills shining around him, Mu Feng came to the defense in the first row and raised the holy sword in his hand to cut down.

"Holy Flame Slash"

A golden flame fell on Fang Zhan's head in front of him. Fang Zhan was dumbfounded and forgot to use his shield to block it.

"16988" (critical hit)

Prevent death in battle!

Mu Feng stepped on Fang Zhan's body and took a step forward, facing the second paladin and slashing him with his sword. The paladin reacted and put his shield above his head.

Mu Feng's Holy Flame Slash drew a circle in the air, and inserted the sword into the opponent's neck from the side.

"16786" (critical hit)

Death to the Paladin!

He took a step forward, and suddenly he felt that the guard knight beside him had also fallen. When he turned his head and looked, he saw a wasteland.

Huang Yuan smiled at him and said, "The number of people killed is better."

Mu Feng smiled and thrust his sword into the head of the third Fang Zhan and said, "I'm afraid you won't succeed."

The shield defense was broken and Mu Feng broke into the group of shooters.

"Holy Wrath"

The holy sword in Mu Feng's hand spun in a circle, sweeping across the three shooters in front of him with golden light.

"11286"

"11126"

"11118"

…

The three shooters fell in response!

He looked around and found that both Wasteland and Starlight were leading a team to rush in. 150 Holy Sword Knights lined up, like bulldozers, flattening all the enemies in front of them.

"This is impossible, this is impossible!" Li Xiuyu ran back in horror with the help of Qianqian Siyu. He couldn't believe that there was such a buggy army in this game.

The God of Sword and Death and other guild bosses had already arrived, leaving only the elite players of the Chinese army. Tens of millions of people from both sides were watching. I thought it was a battle between the God of Sword and the Chinese army against 150 Paladins.

Massacre, but what they saw was indeed the massacre of 150 Holy Knights against the elite main force of the God of Swordsman.

150 men attacked frontally until the entire army was penetrated, and the elite sword-killing god was defeated.

Mu Feng glanced at the time and said, "Ten minutes are up, the entire army will retreat."

The 150 people turned around collectively, completely ignoring the attacks from the players behind them, and walked towards Lu Yang.

Dao Jian Sha Shen went crazy and said: "Trapped them, don't let them escape."

The newly defeated elites blocked their way with all their strength, and countless anti-cavalry and shield battles surrounded them.

Mu Feng looked at the countless layers of enemies surrounding him, sneered, and said: "Punishing Angel, open."

The holy light flashed on the bodies of the 150 holy sword knights, and the holy swords in their hands were even more holy.

"Holy Storm"

Mu Feng swept through three anti-war shields with his sword.

"11620"

"12410"

"11000"

…

Three people have residual blood.

"Hurry up..." The last word of blood was not shouted out. The Paladin teammates around him also used Holy Storm, and three shields died in the battle.

150 people collectively used the storm on their bodies, and at least 400 of them fell to the ground.

"Holy Flame Slash"

"The Blade of Judgment"

The Paladin's standard three-stroke combo of sweep, cleave and thrust, 150 people were like fighting a group of level 1 mobs, killing an average of 5 in three moves, and they continued to move forward leisurely.

All the players in the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood have gone crazy, and the players in the affiliated guilds are even more excited.

They originally thought that following Lu Yang into the war this time, even if they could win, it would be a tragic victory. They didn't expect that the Iron-Blooded Brothers Alliance would be so powerful. They could send 150 people to fight against the 7 million-strong sword-killing god.

Fight out.

"It's so relaxing. If I hadn't been the commander of the army, I would have gone in and played. It's so cool." Kuai said with regret after jumping to his feet for half his life.

Hanliu said with disdain: "It's a bit cool, don't make people laugh, there are friends all around."

Only then did Kuai Bansheng realize that Leng Ya, Duan Tian and others were looking at him, and he said sheepishly: "I'm so excited, I'm sorry."

Leng Ya said: "How many such equipment does your guild have? Can you tell me?"

Gan Ai Bansheng patted the equipment on his body and said: "We, the commanders and deputy commanders of the army, are wearing the same equipment. There are not many of this kind of equipment, and it is too difficult to fight."

Leng Ya took a deep breath and said: "If you have a force of 100,000 people, you can sweep through the three tribes in the national uniform, and no one can beat you."

Kuai Bansheng smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

Leng Ya's heart moved. He felt that there was something wrong with the smile that he had loved for half his life. He looked at each other with several other people in the studio, and he saw that the other people's eyes were the same as his.

Hanliu said: "Get ready, the Knights of the Holy Sword are coming out, it's almost time for us to play."

Everyone looked forward. The area was moving forward as if encountering a small forbidden spell. The elite sword-killing men around them were disappearing in the lightning and ice and snow, as if there was a black hole in the center of the lightning.

10 yards

20 yards

30 yards

Mu Feng and others stepped out of the spell attack range, and all 150 Paladins were killed. (To be continued)