Four Kills!

No one expected that in this wave, the Blue Party, which seemed to have a great advantage, would end the team battle with a defeat.

Except for assisting Nami to flee in a hurry through the wall, the other four people fell under the gun of the Ji Ming Master.

When the prompt sound of the training ground sounded, both the audience in the OB live broadcast room and more than half of the teammates who died and injured wanted to worship the audience at the output speed of 600.

Crispy? Easy to be instant?

When your skills can only hit the tail gas of the master of the drama, all output is just a pale and powerless number!

"I've seen it all peeing. The whole audience of this drama is running away. Not only does it accelerate with passive critical strikes, but it also has a quick pace, three-speed shoes, and Lulu's shield acceleration."

"No, the fast movement speed is just an auxiliary. I will give you the ability to operate a critical drama master who has no advantage in equipment. You will definitely be able to avoid so many skills? You will definitely dare to output alone under the control of four people? No, the real strongest one is the summoner who controls heroes."

In the OB live broadcast room, the onlookers began to discuss the mode. All the warriors who really understood knew that the fast movement speed was definitely not the main reason for the four kills of the masters in this wave of drama.

The real awesome one is the magic qin himself who controls the drama master!

There must be other archer warriors who have critical strikes and speed flow in the cultivation field, but are the sensation masters famous? No!

In the League of Legends practice ground, there are no powerful heroes, only powerful summoners!

"Let your mock ridicule!!! The great master of magic piano, go back to mock, four kills, be sure to mock back." Top lane Dema roared angrily. He was suppressed by the Nobist of the Fighting Falcon online, and he could not even finish the attack safely.

But now, the four-kill prompt in the cultivation field seemed to have wiped out the suffocation he had held in his heart.

"Big Dragon." Qin Mo shook his head, mocking this kind of trick of a child, and quickly manipulating the master of the opera to walk towards the big dragon circle. After getting the head of the Dark Night Hunter, this big dragon is the most critical resource.

"Will the magic qin's drama master mock the fighting falcon?"

When this team battle finally ended, some people in the OB live broadcast room suddenly thought of the scene where Douxia manipulated Noser and mocked him.

They were waiting, waiting for the magic piano to push the game to its climax with a taunt.

"No mockery, I just hit the dragon. This magic piano has a very good temper. If I must go back to mockery, the ridicule of the four kills is the best way to slap the face."

But soon, the martial artists who watched the fun were disappointed. The magic Qin's drama master had no extra moves, and did not drag on the slightest, and went straight to the big dragon circle with Zhao Xin.

Buddhism, magic piano is too Buddhist. If it were them, they would definitely slap them in the face with the noble and elegant sarcastic moves of the drama master.

"Hey, no, please pay attention to the position of the master of drama!"

Suddenly, a warrior watching said in surprise.

He noticed that under the feet of the master of the Mother, he seemed to step on a corpse that had not been refreshed!

It is the corpse of Doujun No Hand!

And the part I stepped on was Nuo Shu's face!

On the screen, the master of opera controlled by Qin Mo stepped on the ground and face, and the whispered in his hand, and the roar of the gun string burst out, and he began to hit the dragon.

"Damn!!!!!!666, who said that the magic piano is Buddhist, who said that the magic piano does not slap in the face? Yes, he does not slap in the face, he slap in the face!"

"This magic piano doesn't play mocking with you at all. The real man disdains to mocking you, but kills you and stands on your body and shoots!"

In the OB live broadcast room, the warriors who originally thought that the magic piano was going to reveal the ridiculous taunts of the Falcon.

In this wave of winning four kills, the magic piano did not mock the Blue Square or the Dou Falcon.

Well! He was just standing on the body of the Noxus Hand who had not yet been resurrected. To be precise, he was just stepping on his face and hitting the dragon.

"This is the king of force!" In the headset, Dema sighed and said in admiration, ashamed of being inferior to himself and ashamed of being inferior to himself.

He was still reminding the magic Qin to go back to mocking him, but he had already started to hit Long on Nuo Shu's face.

Without saying a word, there is no vulgar movements and ridicule, but it is fully pretending.

Dou Falcon stared at the black and white screen in front of him. The real eyes in the big dragon circle were not removed, allowing him to clearly see what happened next to the big dragon circle. The master of the opera stepped on his body that had not yet been resurrected, and every shot shot seemed to stomp his face hard.

Doujun's mouth twitched, and he felt his face hurt. It seemed that it was not Nuo Shu who was trampled on his face, but himself.

"Bastard, this game is not over yet, we haven't lost yet." Dou Jun growled angrily.

The dragon was killed by the red party in twenty-five minutes and twenty-one seconds.

After Qin Mo returned to the city, he synthesized the critical boxing gloves into a yellow fork, and then bought a Storm Sword.

A 100% critical hit, plus 313 points of AD damage, the strength of the drama master has just begun.

"Defense, defend the big dragon BUFF." Doujun knew that they could not go out to face the battle, but with Syndra's defense, it would definitely not be that easy for the opponent to push the ground.

The second tower in the middle road was directly abandoned, and the four people in the red square rushed straight to the high ground.

Qingge Manwu controlled Syndra to capture a soldier and smashed him hard into the center of the soldier line. However, the resistance of the soldier bathed in the dragon blood has been greatly enhanced. If Syndra continues to do it, the soldier will lose one-third of his health.

"Prepare for a second to Syndra." Qin Mo said in the headset. He rarely spoke in this game, and occasionally spoke in a few simple words.

But every teammate listened when Qin Mo spoke, and then immediately made a choice.

Swish!

Kasardin rushed up with an R skill, and he had already made a golden body in this wave, and he could enter and exit the defensive tower at will.

Bang!!!!!!

Almost while Kassadin's R skill was stepping on his face, Qin Mo manipulated the drama master Fatal Huacai and took action.

"Be careful." My life-like demon thought of the shadow when he was killed for the first time, and immediately changed his color, but he was still late. This was a deadly colorful color that was caught in the second, and he fixed Sindra under the defensive tower.

Bang!!!!!!

The Spirit of Dreams was activated. With Lulu's acceleration, Qin Mo's master of opera quickly followed, and the gunfire was spitting out, just a normal attack, but it was like a nuclear bomb exploded on Shindra's body, pulling away nearly half of the tube of Shindra's blood.

That was the last bullet that the master of the drama was passive!

"In seconds?"

"Damn, the half-blooded Syndra was instantly killed. Qingge Manwu just threw a dark magic ball, and she was just charged with it in seconds!"

In the OB live broadcast room, fans of Qingge Man Dance looked at the drama master who was bathed in dragon blood and buffs, and even the gun was covered with blood. The last double-enhanced bullet directly killed the Sindra, who was still 700 blood left.

Ding ~~~

Kasardin opened the golden body under the tower, avoiding the damage of the defensive tower and the blue heroes.

"It's over. Without the Shindra guarding the tower, the blue side could not defend the red side of the dragon BUFF at all."

In the OB live broadcast room, the strong warriors were slightly shocked when they saw this scene. They understood that the game was over.

"The magic piano fights five warriors on the bronze potential list alone, and they actually win!"

"It's not only a win, but also a nearly torture victory. All the advantages that the Blue Side led by Douxiao got in the early and mid-stage are because the Master of the Drama did not participate in the battle, but after the Master of the Drama, the Blue Side's advantage is not worth mentioning at all."

"From the system's rating, the magic piano is not much ahead of the Falcon, how could it win this game by crushing and winning?"

On the screen, without the defense of Syndra, my life is like a demon and I am oppressed by the shadow of my psychology so I dare not get close to the master of the drama.

The super soldier in the red square, no one cleared it-

The highland tower was quickly pushed down, and then the middle road Super Barracks were the ones.

"Bastard, defend!" Douxia felt that the situation was hopeless. He controlled the No Hand with red eyes and turned to kill all directions. The dark battle axe was like a steel millstone, cutting hard on the soldier.

But the damage he was proud of was obviously not enough, and the damage caused to the soldiers bathing in the Dragon Blood BUFF was even less pitiful.

"Bang!"

A pitch-black bullet slashed through the sky like lightning and bombarded him hard. The scarlet number of the critical hit rose, and Nuo's blood volume directly reduced by a large grid.

Immediately, in his vision, the high-legged master of the opera, who was moving tall and long legs, rushed forward as if he had started to move forward quickly.

The distance between the two of them instantly narrowed!

boom!

In the second round of bullet, Noshou's health was directly reduced to two-thirds.

"The output is so high!" Douxia stared at the Master of Eye's life, and his voice almost popped out of his teeth.

Retreat!

The master of the opera is approaching like a ghost, and he can only retreat!

Normal attack, then normal attack, when the fourth bullet of the opera master hit Noshou, Douxia's Noshou was directly hit with a blood-hand shield.

"Bastard." Dou Jun cursed angrily, and at the same time handed over a flash and ran towards Quanshui.

"Can you leave?" Qin Mo's fingers jumped. On the screen, the master of the opera was half-squatting and kneeling on one knee. The whispering pistol in his hand was quietly replaced with a dark and cold sniper hunting rifle!

The ultimate move!

A perfect curtain call!

The fan-shaped sniper border suddenly appeared, and the faint white border line completely wrapped the Falcon's Nobist.

"Save me and help me block the gun!" Douxiao's face changed drastically and she ran towards Quanshui wildly.

No one can help him block the gun, and the other three people on the blue side have been disbanded by Zhao Xin and Garen!

Bang!!!!!!

The bullet shot accurately, and the slowing slowed down suddenly.

"It's still a little bit, I'll get into the spring." Dou Jun's eyes widened, and he tried his best to control his No Hand, but the right hand holding the mouse seemed to slow down under the deceleration of the perfect curtain call.

It's a little bit, it's a little bit bit!

The last two steps.

Bang!!!!!!

The second bullet, Nuo Shu's Blood Hand shield was directly smashed.

Bang!!!!!!

In the third bullet, Nuo Shu's blood was pumped to the end of his blood.

"I'm in the spring." Nuo Shi stepped into the spring, and Dou Falcon showed his glory for the remnant of the disaster on his face.

Bang!!!!!!
Chapter completed!