Chapter 50: The Terror of the Eighteen Riders of Smoke and Clouds
"There are seventeen minutes left. Each of us is responsible for entangling one, trying our best to deal with it and delay time! When the final BOOS appears, we will work together and use people to hold him!" Xiongba Tianxiajin frowned and carved a deep mark on his eyebrows.
"That's right, the conditions for victory and defeat are clearly stated. All deaths of the 'Tianxia Association' are considered defeat! Leave some members of the 'Tianxia Association' in the city. As long as they fight to stop them from entering the city, it is not very long for more than ten minutes." Before Feng Tianjiao's words could be finished, he had already floated out, and the rain of arrows and rain in his hand covered one of them.
"You are right, Brother Xiongba, you have to remember that you owe a big favor today!" Tianxia Fengyun laughed and rushed over.
Ye Wushuang touched her nose and smiled, "I recently fell in love with a pearl necklace, which is not expensive. President Xiongba, please do it!" Before she could express her last few words, the figure disappeared.
"This time, my favor is not great!" Xiongba Tianxia smiled bitterly as the figures around him rushed forward voluntarily, and there was a feeling called touching in his heart flowing.
At 14 minutes and 50 seconds, Yun Zhui Feng Hang. The remaining players of the "Tianxia Club" are less than 5,000.
14 minutes and 20 seconds, Ye Wushuang was hung up.
At 13 minutes and 35 seconds, Wu Tianjiao Hang.
At 13 minutes and 12 seconds, I want to become a demon ward. There are less than 4,000 players left in the "Tianxia Club".
At 12 minutes and 45 seconds, Feng Tianjiao was killed. The remaining players of the "Tianxia Club" were less than 3,000.
At 11 minutes and 55 seconds, the world is in a state of chaos. The remaining 'Tianxia Club' players are less than 2,000.
This is a massacre, a massacre without resistance. Xiongbashi watched from a distance as groups of players pounced on him. After a sword light, it disappeared into a ball of white light and flew away.
Looking at time silently, he really hoped that time could go faster and faster. Every second at this time was a complete torment for him. He longed for miracles, but what he waited for in the end was despair. Every minute there would be a loss of one thousand people, and two thousand people would just survive for two more minutes.
Just as Xiongba Tianxia sighed silently and was preparing for the final battle, he suddenly found that a large group of people rushed out of there, rushing towards the eighteen people in batches. They were fast, calm and well-equipped, and not only experts in the game, they were definitely elites.
"It's them!" Xiongba Tianxia suddenly thought of the 5,000 special forces that Commander Wang had told him before, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face: "They really know how to pick the time, and they came in time!" He silently calculated in his heart that there are now 7,000 people, and the minimum limit is to be able to block 7 minutes, and the time to end is only eleven minutes. Hope is still very big.
However, the hope of dominating the world comes quickly and is destroyed quickly.
The eighteen knights merged into one place to form a horse formation. The horses neighed together, and the eighteen scimitars attacked at the same time. They couldn't see the sky clearly or the ground. The white sword light shook in front of them reflected the firm faces.
The eighteen scimitars flew rapidly like cutting through the void and slashed through the crowd in an instant. The black and bright blade body suddenly rose out of ten feet long sword light, rolling into a ball, and the armor left wherever they passed. Then the eighteen scimitars divided two groups from one sword light, and each nine scimitars sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially sequentially crisscrossing the ground. The sword light was everywhere, and the air was cut in all directions. No one could do it, and there was even countless crisscrossing and deep knife marks on the ground.
After killing wildly for more than ten seconds, eighteen scimitars fell heavily and were neatly inserted on the ground. The sword energy dissipated, and the dazzling sword light on the sword gradually dimmed. As the sword energy disappeared, thousands of players around them all turned into white light under this move.
"Is it over?" Xiong Batianxia muttered to himself for 9 minutes and 30 seconds.
"It's just a little bit!" Xiongba Tianxia shouted to the sky, and rushed forward with his sword in a rapid manner. He rolled his sword energy backwards, jumped high, and turned into a blue sword more than 20 meters in the air and slashed towards the eighteen knights.
Ling Feng shuddered and quit the game, looking at the empty ceiling with no eyes: Did you fail? Did you fail? Why is this happening?
‘Touch!’ hammered it hard, Ling Feng really wanted to find a quilt to cover it and vent it hard! He never thought that he would fail, nor did he know how to face failure. He didn’t know how to face everyone in the future, how to go to the brothers in the ‘Tianxia Club’, and how to face his father’s expectations. This time, the city guard station was carrying too much. However, all this was like a floating bubble. When you carried too much hope for him, its ‘Touch!’ sound was shattered!
No matter what you should face, you have to face it! Put on your clothes and come to the door of the study. Looking at the people in the room, Ling Feng really didn't know how to speak. However, Ling Feng immediately found that these people were not focusing on him, but were staring at the TV screen in front, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground without even notice.
Ling Feng looked with the flow, and when he saw the scene on the TV, he stood up like a petrified person! The live broadcast of this city defense battle that was enough to shake the world was broadcast on the TV.
I heard the live broadcast tour guide say nervously: "It's incredible, this is a great nation! The great Chinese nation! At the most critical moment, countless Chinese people roared the last roar. They came from all directions, they didn't know each other, but they formed an indestructible Great Wall with their hands holding hands. This is so terrible and shocking!"
"Accountants! Just one minute ago, the last hope of the 'Tianxia Club', the number one master in China, "Xiongba World" died under the joint efforts of the 18th Knights of Yanyun, I thought everything was over! With the unstoppable posture of the 18th Knights of Yanyun, it would sweep the entire battlefield in less than 5 minutes. However, I was wrong, and countless players rushed from all directions at the most critical moment, and they..."
Ling Feng's eyes became wet without realizing it. He recognized these people. Some of them were from "Fengyun Pavilion", some from "Fengwu Villa", and of course, more were ordinary Chinese players who had never seen before. They came from all directions, rushed up like a tsunami, and then flew away in the next second. They just hoped to use their bodies to block the unstoppable scimitar even if it was only 0:1.
Chapter completed!