Global Monster Online

The scene suddenly became stiff. Whether it is a question of face or a question of survival, people with discerning eyes know that this is a question of whether Zhao Nan can accept it or not.

He was in the crowd, and the crowd had already stopped, tense and hesitant. This mage is more terrifying than that female swordsman. It's like a blockhouse built directly in one's own formation, all of which are forts.

Zhao Nan narrowed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief, his mana was recovering rapidly. Of course, the other party would not know that even with the extremely strong recovery power and the help of recovery potions, his mana had already fallen to the bottom during the high-frequency skill release process.

Wang Wei gritted his teeth, but two of his front teeth were missing. He was not used to biting, so he frowned and said, "How about we negotiate peacefully?"

The voice is not loud, but it takes a lot of courage to be able to say it.

Zhao Nan sneered and nodded, his staff rested on the ground, and his expression relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, seeming pleased to see the change.

Wang Wei's eyes were filled with joy, and he said hastily: "We are wrong about this time, please... dog days!"

There was a large muddy area in front of him, and the people in front of and behind Zhao Nan fell into the mud instantly, and they became sluggish.

Zhao Nan greedily sucked the air around him, and his body continued a new round of high-speed movement, wandering among the crowd, sighing that the scepter can not only release skills, but also hit people, and even explode people by itself when pressed.

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Ximenyu suddenly opened his mouth and let out a chuckle, it was like watching a movie where he couldn't help laughing. Squinting, looking quite cheerful.

The people around him didn't know what he was laughing at, so Brother Wolf asked, "Master?"

"Wang Wei's idea is actually good, but after being seen through by others, don't you find it ridiculous?"

Really ridiculous? Brother Wolf frowned, and didn't find it funny, but felt that this battle was a little too hot and too disparate. It is not a suspension of many people against few people, but a suspension of fewer people against many people and suppression in terms of strength.

This kind of unreasonable hanging rope... Brother Lang wiped his sweat secretly, wondering if that mage would be able to resist if he got mad by his side.

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Brother Wolf didn't know if he could resist because he had never fought. But he clearly understood that Wang Wei couldn't resist now. As Ximenyu said, after his plan was seen through, it was impossible for Zhao Nan to give him any time to stop.

No matter how eloquent he is or how hard he promises, he can't win the time for his group to wait for their skills to cool down.

Both sides are consuming, health, mana, and even mentality are consuming.

No one can insist on fighting all the time, so it is very important to rest and reorganize the offensive at halftime. The NBA will also use foul tactics, delaying the damn time of a minute or tens of seconds for a damn ten or twenty minutes and adding free throw time.

We are not familiar with each other, and the enmity is gradually increasing!

"Rush, rush, throw them to death!"

There are still many people in the 'Blood Shadow'. After one round and two rounds of fighting, the original two full-staffed legions can barely make up one. Thirty people paced and galloped, and the mages and archers also became enthusiastic.

This kind of rushing up is in line with their style. Wang Wei sucked his lips hard, and then spat out a mouthful. He must win, otherwise the reputation of walking out of the dungeon will be worse than the rats in the small waterway.

The scene became lively again.

A whistling sharp arrow passed by Zhao Nan's side, but his eyelashes did not tremble at all, his legs were powerfully and straightly tensed, and his hands were shot out quickly and rhythmically. After each small fireball was sent out from his hands, They will pass through the crowd in front and land on the archers behind.

Finina drew her sword again to meet the enemy. She and Zhao Nan were on the same straight line, and all skills aimed at Zhao Nan had to pass through the defense of her long sword.

Gao Mingyang squeezed his sweat quietly, and quickly groped from both sides, resisting the people who flashed from both sides. They are not very strong, and they are just not afraid of pain and hard to fight.

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The third round of confrontation started a little suddenly, and it took about tens of seconds from Wang Wei's "dog day" to now.

And then it ends extra quickly.

"You are a devil."

Wang Wei clutched his chest vigorously, and the general long sword was on it, stirring vigorously. The heart must have been crushed, Wang Wei spat out blood, and finally fell under Finina's sword.

He is already the last person... the last person to enter the dungeon 'Blood Shadow' this time.

Finina waved her hand vigorously, drawing an arc with the long sword in her hand, sweeping away all the blood on it, and sheathed the sword just now, the long eyelashes exposed outside the mask blinked, sticking to her walking face Frequency, blinked to Zhao Nan's side, and finally turned around, looking at the location of the safe zone.

As early as the moment Wang Wei fell down, Zhao Nan began to look at the position.

He was looking at Ximenyu, and Ximenyu was also looking at him. The eyes of the two have actually been intertwined for a long time. Zhao Nan couldn't see through the other party, and Ximen Yu couldn't see through Zhao Nan either.

The two invisible eyes each had their own thoughts, Ximenyu quickly turned his head, pointed to the front behind Zhao Nan, and then clapped his hands silently, as if encouraging.

Many people also looked towards Zhao Nan, and also looked at everyone at the 'end of the world'. This is how the team of 8 people has just staged a tough battle where fewer people win more people.

Gao Mingyang suddenly uttered a loud fuck, his voice was very loud and irritable. He was actually wounded, with blood holes bleeding from his arms and thighs.

Gao Xiang, Xu Feng and him are all miserable. Not only did they have to take care of Zhao Nan, but also the pastor Xu Fei, the sage Xu Yang, and the little mage Jiang Lun.

"Mingyang, why are you insane again?"

Xu Fei continued to demonstrate healing techniques to the injured.

The milky white light made people feel reassured. Gao Mingyang's face gradually turned rosy, and he said loudly again, cursing: "What kind of shit are they all? I just proposed to leave the guild. One or two are in a rush to reincarnate. Now that you win, please email me , Either regret it or be blind. I can't fuck it!"

This talk is like broadcasting. The three of Xu Fei knew that Gao Mingyang would never be able to hide his secrets, and he was straightforward and quick to act, but he was so stupid that people couldn't laugh or cry.

In the safe zone, there were indeed people who couldn't laugh or cry, and smiled and laughed, but all their eyes fell on a corner.

More than a dozen people were standing with their heads down and their faces were ugly. Ten minutes ago, he was still a member of the 'End of the World' guild.

"let's go."

Zhao Nan's gaze finally separated from Ximenyu, shaking his stiff shoulders. He pointed to the road ahead, letting everyone take a step ahead, but the staff was in his hand, turning gently.

Ximenyu didn't speak, and the people from 'Purgatory' watched Gao Mingyang and the others gradually walk away, knowing that Zhao Nan was retreating all the way facing the crowd, and only after the black shadow in front of the retreat swallowed people's sights did he stand up and twist his neck.

He looked at the side of the 'Guardian Knight', met Nanyang Sheng's gaze, and said casually, "I'll go ahead."

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PS: The editor said that children who do not ask for recommendations and collections are not good children, and I also said that they are actually good students who ask for rewards...