"Wait for death!" The magician's fist also fell. Long Zhu and the magician's punch could basically kill Qi Yuhang and the other four.

The two skills collided with each other, and the special terrain of Red Coral, the range of this attack was at least 500 yards, which was far beyond the instantaneous displacement of Qi Yuhang and the four men. Even if the Dragon Roar and the Sky Way were used together, it would be only 200 to 300 yards at most, and the attack could not be avoided at all.

"Yahang! What are you doing? Why don't you leave?" Meng Shen shouted from the side.

She and Zimeng, Lulu instantly prepared for displacement. She knew that this attack had to be carried, but three seconds later, the expected damage did not come. Looking at the central area, Qi Yuhang was there!

Holding the Frost in both hands, using the center of the Frost to block the Magician's fire fist and the falling dragon that burned the body.

"Brother Yuhang, why don't you escape?" Zi Meng asked in confusion for some reason.

As a president, if all members are about to be destroyed, if they do not stand up, can they still be called president? Or, can they still be called a man?

Zi Meng has a negative bonus of 150% damage. This blow is enough to zero Zi Meng's blood bar. What's even more terrifying is the mental pain contained in this blow. The side effects of 100% of the blood bar value and this mental damage are not just the blood bar value! Letting a little girl bear this blow is absolutely not present in Qi Yuhang's morality. There is also Lulu, which is an auxiliary itself, and it is unreasonable to let him resist damage. After all, Lulu is a max-level player after all.

As for the Dream God, he can't bear a little damage. In the entire Demon Realm, except Qi Yuhang, this Dream God is the most powerful. If the Dream God is hurt by this, if the game characters die, it will be impossible to fight the four people in the World Guild by Lulu and Zi Meng alone.

In this dilemma, Qi Yuhang chose to sacrifice himself without hesitation. He is one of the weakest in this team. As long as he can protect Meng Shen, they still have hope. Qi Yuhang, with his added points, can only harass the enemy and attack Meng Shen, and has no other effect.

Blood penetrated from Qi Yuhang's skin, forming a slight blood mist. He could no longer answer the words of Dream God. Once he opened his mouth to say anything, the huge pressure of the fire giant and the falling dragon would crush him.

Suddenly, the weather changed drizzle, the sun disappeared, and the wind became violent.

"This is a sign of the rupture of the artifact! Brother Yuhang's ice is almost unable to withstand this huge power! Lulu, hurry up! Harden the cake!" Zi Meng roared. Although she didn't know why Qi Yuhang didn't avoid this attack, Zi Meng knew that it must be for her and the entire guild.

Layer layers of armor cakes were placed on Qi Yuhang's body, such as egg tarts, cakes, and steamed buns were placed on Qi Yuhang's body. A large string of armor values ​​appeared behind Qi Yuhang's health, but in an instant, the armor value instantly dissipated, and the temperature was too high!

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Frost has reached its limit. Frost is a skill auxiliary artifact, and its durability in the artifact is not too high. Qi Yuhang has a magician, so why don’t the magicians have it? When two artifacts collide with each other, they will only end up living to the death, unless one male and one female…

The fist slowly descended, Qi Yuhang's hands bulged, and the bandage had long been burned to ashes, but the scars were gone because they were stretched open again! Now Qi Yuhang has become a bloody man.

Bang!

Bingfrost completely collapsed, and the fire giant and the dragon who fell to the ground after losing resistance hit Qi Yuhang hard.

The fire giant and the fallen dragon disappeared at the same time. The magician was not far away and recombined several playing cards. He waved and held a king's playing cards, dissipated the last bit of flame. Even Buran and Fengjie also jumped down from the sky with a rolling and handsome look.

Zimeng's eyes had turned red, and tears kept spinning.

"Lulu, fast, fast, fast! Treat, reduce the pain first, fast!" Meng Shen is worthy of being an old player. The attack just now dropped too quickly for Qi Yuhang's health, triggering a blood-reducing punishment from the system and stun.

Qi Yuhang now has less than 10% of his health left, which is a little better. At least he withstands this attack, which is inseparable from the shattering of ice and the blessing of the green shield. However, the most fatal thing is not the damage of the blood bar but the damage of pain. The dream god has experienced the feeling that is extremely close to reality countless times. Now, seeing Qi Yuhang's face twisted into this way, the pain value of his fist and the falling dragon just now will not be less than 1,000 points, and the highest value that humans can bear is only 700 points!

Lulu waved the Taotao column, and circles of halos waved towards Qi Yuhang, but these bonuses just turned around Qi Yuhang for a few times before disappearing, without any healing effect.

"Stop working hard, this is a must-have. I have already kept my hands. The damage of Fire Fist has only been exerted by 50%, which is only 50,000 or 6,000. With immunotherapy, you should give up." The magician's usual face.

"You! You!..." Meng Shen's eyes widened, and the maximum damage the human body could withstand was only more than 1,000. He had eaten five or six times, which was really a death! No one could withstand the pain of five or six times. The magician said that he could hold on. The limit of the pain in the VR world was five or six thousand. He even said that he had kept it. Even so, immunotherapy would raise Qi Yuhang's pain a step up. The pain did not take effect at the moment when the attack took effect, but would explode after waiting for a moment. Immunotherapy basically declared that Qi Yuhang could not be treated to, to reduce the pain.

"Give up, you group of slag guild people, let you give the resources to our world, so that we can continue to move forward..." Feng Jie smiled wickedly. Without the president's guild, even if the dream god is replaced by dragons, with the four of them, they can still kill them by turning the wheel battle. Not to mention two newbies.

"*~-----" The magician suddenly pinched his neck with both hands, looking very painful. Lian Fenshen and Feng Jie looked at the magician with confusion.

"President, it's okay...are you?" Die Lianhua asked.

After a while, the magician scattered the whole frame and became cards.

"Who said our guild will perish? Well!" Qi Yuhang looked righteous and held the magician's collar in his hand, and threw the magician towards Die Lianhua.

Zimeng was confused. What's going on? Isn't Qi Yuhang in the pit? Why did the magician run to where again...
Chapter completed!