Chapter 103 The Decisive Battle of the Main City 3

"Pun...Pus..." "Run quickly..." "Run quickly..." The chaotic sounds of running mixed with panic cry for help were getting closer and closer. After a while, a group of scarred players ran out of the bushes behind us...

"Ah...ah!" The people on the other side were not happy at all when they saw us, but instead showed even more fearful faces, stagnating, but they looked back frequently, fearing that the "thing" behind us would catch up at this time.

We looked at the players opposite in confusion. Are they being chased by players? And they regarded us as a group of people chasing them? Just as we were guessing, a neat sound of stepping on the ground came to our ears, and the neat steps formed a powerful momentum, pushing towards us, making people feel a strong sense of oppression. Under the pressure of this sense of oppression, the berserkers on the outside of our formation sensed the other party's bad habits, and they all took out their axes and giant swords, pointing to the players in front, with uniform movements, smooth and natural, and the surging fighting spirit surged out... The players opposite stopped and looked at us.

Finally, I realized that the team ahead also had terrifying strength, and even more threats than the one behind me. More than a hundred players trapped in the middle hung down their weapons in despair, stood still, silently waiting for the arrival of the god of death...

"Hey, stop! What's going on? Don't you want to run away?... Do you want to make the final resistance?" The arrogant, sarcastic voice came, and the words were full of sarcasm. Then, a group of archers wearing dark green leather armor appeared in front of us, leading a swordsman covered in silver armor, with a proud face and a hint of contempt, staring at the players in front of him coldly. When his eyes touched our team, his body shook involuntarily, and a hint of astonishment and surprise flashed in his eyes. Their team also felt our momentum, and there was some surprise discussion in the team. I don't know if it was surprised by the number of people or the momentum we produced...

I had no affection for the proud swordsman, especially the obscene smile he showed when he was supervising the beauties beside me, which made me feel the urge to draw my sword...

Prince Romance (This kid's name is obviously a shameful person!): Level 46, Swordsman.! Wanted criminal!... When I was identifying his identity, I actually saw that there were three words "wanted criminals" behind him. I was stunned at first, and then I understood that it seemed that this kid had killed many people in the forest of monsters! He threw the appraisal technique one by one to the team beside him, most of which were black names, and many were also wanted. I was immediately happy and told everyone the news. Unexpectedly, everyone began to look for the "object" they like...

"Look, that bow is good!"

"It's OK, but I like the clothes on that kid..."

"Tsk, what's the best thing about green ones? I really don't have any vision!"

"Then how about the swordsman's armor on the swordsman in the middle?"

"Yeah, it's not bad. If I were a swordsman, I would definitely do it! Unfortunately..." This sentence attracted many people's vigilant eyes. After discovering the other party's archer, I felt relieved.

"I want..." The brothers behind them began to think about how they would be the first to rush up and violently beat the "equipped" people. (Don't scold me, who made them commit crimes in groups! We in China cannot let them be too rampant!)

"It turns out that they are all wanted criminals, so it's much easier to deal with. Even if we get together, we will take up a lot of money!" I was very happy. As long as I solved this person, my experience would... Thinking of the experience of nearly one million people, my saliva began to start... (Don't think about it) it was just a stuttering...

"Boss, his clothes are very cool." The madman said no matter how he spoke, but his eyes didn't move a little from the armor... It seemed that he fell in love with that set of clothes.

"I have the ability to do it myself, I have no objection!" I looked like I was not concerned about my own affairs, making the madman so angry that he was itchy, but he had to think about how to peel off the clothes... (Don't get me wrong!) - Madman's words!

The swordsman on the opposite side began to walk out of the bushes with large archers. A pair of neatly dressed archers appeared. We counted silently, and our hearts began to be nervous. The other archers seemed to have not finished, constantly emerging from three directions, surrounding us and the more than 100 players in the middle. If there was not a big swamp behind us, we would probably have been surrounded to death, but this seemed to be much better... So, three different forces began to confront each other here, but the more than 100 people in the middle seemed to have no fighting spirit and looked at both sides in horror...

"Hey, there seem to be quite a lot of people!" The madman stared at the silver armor worn by others in disappointment and sighed. The little dragon next to him also knew the madman's thoughts, patted his shoulder comfortably and said, "Don't be discouraged, you should still have a chance!"

"What, really?" the madman jumped and screamed, grabbed Xiaolong's collar tightly and asked, "What's the solution?"

Xiaolong glanced upwards and replied hesitantly: "You...you can borrow it from him...! Oh! It's okay to rent it!" Before he finished speaking, the expected fist fell on him. The madman turned his head to ignore Xiaolong's wailing. Xiaolong raised his head and saw An Zai keep giggling, and finally found the person who was venting his anger... Then there was An Zai's scream, and we began to be uneasy...

Prince Fengliu demonstrated that all the archers were pulled out and surrounded us. Seeing that we did not dare to "move", he raised his head and spoke proudly to us, "We want to deal with some private matters, I hope you don't interfere with us! Otherwise, hehe..." After saying that, he smiled at us with a gloomy attitude, and the soldiers outside secretly tightened their weapons, wanting to rush up and beat this kid immediately... But he had to consider the archers around me... The sight of Prince Fengliu kept wandering around me, as if waiting for our reply, but I knew it was not. The anger around us was already burning, and even the honest Han Yun frowned unbearably...

After hearing the words of these people who had been chasing them, the people in the middle realized that the group of people were not in the same group. They couldn't help but feel glad, but immediately thought of the other party's "terrifying" strength, and became desperate again... They complained in their hearts, why didn't they know to go there early!

I looked at the group of people in the middle and was surprised to find that their level was above forty. Although they looked embarrassed, their equipment was not bad. Almost everyone had a few silverware. I began to understand it in my heart...

"Boss, will we help those people?" Xiaolong asked with his hand holding An Zai's neck. Han Yun didn't say anything, but just glared at the "Romantic Prince" opposite him angrily. Fener and Juan'er nervously grabbed my left and right arms without saying anything. The madman stared at the armor, and a raging war ignited in his eyes, (The fire of desire is right!)

"Brother Fengmo! Can we say a few words?" The thief who had not spoken came to us and said.

I nodded and asked, "Please give me advice!"

"Then we are not polite. In my opinion, the swordsman will never attack you now. Even if he wants to attack, he must wait until he eliminates these hundred people. At that time, he will find someone to provoke him..." The thief's analysis makes sense. The other party will never want to deal with eight hundred pairs of people at the same time. The more than one hundred people in the middle can be said to have no fighting spirit, but once he starts to attack us, the people in the middle will definitely have a chance to rise and fight against us. At that time, their pure archer team will definitely be seriously hit. They are not far from us now, and they are basically very close. In order to shock us, the prince of Fengliu sent all his troops and squeezed this not-so-large place tightly tightly. The closest archer is only thirty meters away from us.

"If you don't reply, don't blame us for being rude. Then there will be no eyebrows. I hope you will take care of it!" Prince Fengliu frowned. The group of people in the middle showed hopeful eyes, began to hold the weapons, and retreated to us. Prince Fengliu saw that the person who had lost his fighting spirit had a fighting spirit again, and couldn't help but frown and raised his hand slightly... The archers behind him all set up arrows...
Chapter completed!