Chapter 354: Sword Riding
Although Long Xingtianxia said he was full of confidence before, Xiao Jie could not help but worry about the danger of the war, especially about me wanting to become an immortal.
However, the battle situation at this moment has completely exceeded Xiao Jie's expectations——
The land of the netherworld, the body of flesh and blood, the return of the dead, and the reincarnation of the corpse! Give it to me!
Ghosts from all directions, listen to my command. Hundreds of ghosts are summoned, and they are ordered to move quickly - pardon!
The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder——fall! Boom boom boom!
The decree of the Heavenly Master - the gods and demons retreat!
"Damn it, don't drive away my corpse soldiers."
At this moment, the players in the various vassal guilds of the Qinglong Club also saw that something was wrong, and they all fought hard.
In particular, the mages from various guilds were all gathered together, casting spells with all their strength, and using all kinds of ultimate moves that could crush the bottom of the box.
Although the Immortal Magician is the master of magic and the authentic sect of Xuanmen, various other legal professions also have their own unique spells.
As long as you hold on until the altar is knocked, you still have a chance.
Long Xiang's mage group also cast spells with all their strength, engaging in a comprehensive battle of spells with the mage group of the Blue Dragon Society.
For a time, it can be said that the eight immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.
Ghosts floated in the air in groups, constantly dissipating under the bombardment of thunder.
The dead corpses are constantly resurrected by the corpse exorcism technique and put into the battlefield again. Whether it is a guard or a player, as long as the corpse is still intact (the execution animation is not triggered), they can fight again.
The huge Houtu stone statue was summoned, advancing like a hill, and then gradually collapsed under the bombardment of thunder.
The illusionist summoned all kinds of strange phantoms, but unfortunately, due to the lessons learned from the heavenly soldiers and generals before, they did not have much effect.
There was even a machine puppet master who launched a giant puppet. It ran rampant on the battlefield like a mecha Gundam for a while, but it was quickly dismantled into parts by a group of warriors holding giant axes and hammers because it was too eye-catching.
Zhao Qinglong looked at the strong enthusiasm burst out from his men, and hope emerged in his heart.
"All craftsmen at expert level and above should go over and knock on the altar!"
Immediately, seven or eight more people came from various vassal guilds, more than twenty professional craftsmen players, and they were banging on the altar on the cliff of Luoxue Valley.
"Ten minutes, just ten minutes can knock the altar up."
"I only give you five minutes!" Zhao Qingyun said without any room for negotiation.
They may not be able to withstand it for ten minutes.
"President, I'm on board!"
Zhao Kai roared, activated all states, transformed into a terrifying god general three to four meters tall, and rushed to the front line.
At this time, the melee troops of both sides began to fight, and the brutality of the battle escalated instantly.
Different from long-range shooting, if you are injured, you can take elixirs to restore health in time, and you can also retreat to the back to recover, and there is a shield to cover you. As long as you are not unlucky enough to be madly focused on fire, you will generally not die suddenly. Therefore, although the previous fight was lively, you will die. There are not many people.
But when a close-range battle broke out, the number of casualties on both sides immediately rose sharply.
Since it was a group battle involving hundreds of people, there wasn't much room to maneuver. This further demonstrated Longxiang's advantage. With the massive cannon fodder guards absorbing damage and the generals turning on the formation aura, ordinary melee players could effectively deal damage.
Several rounds of fighting resulted in heavy casualties on the Qinglonghui side. On the other hand, on the Longxiang side, most of the dead were military officers and guards.
However, casualties are inevitable.
The delay in death in the game makes death less scary and intuitive, so much so that the Qinglong Society still fights to the death despite suffering heavy casualties. The equipment and props exploded by both sides are spread all over the ground, and there is even a side that is not afraid of death in the crowd. Avoid attacks while taking time to pick up equipment.
More and more people were doing this, and soon the two sides' fronts fell into chaos. Some people were fighting, some were hiding behind, but more people were picking up items on the ground.
This kind of chaos allowed the Qinglong Club to breathe.
Seeing the chaos on the front, Zhao Qingyun decisively seized the opportunity.
"Now, I'm on board! Ghost and meow, you guys should also look for a chance to take action!" Zhao Qingyun shouted in YY and stood up with his sword.
Passing through the chaotic front line, they rushed straight towards Long Xiang's main formation.
The sword was like a stream of light and instantly flew to the sky above Long Xiang's rear formation.
"So fast!" Most people didn't notice the white light passing in the sky at all. The few who noticed it only had time to utter an exclamation before being left behind.
The flying speed of this sword is five minutes faster than the flying speed of the magician who transforms into a bird.
The archers were too late to intercept.
At this time, Zhao Qingyun only had Hong Fu Qitian in his eyes, and the golden divine light radiating from his body was extremely eye-catching, so there was no need to worry about mistaking the person.
As long as you kill this person, you can still win!
The art of sword control - Asking the Heart with a Sword!
As soon as he raised his hand, a sword light shot towards Hong Fu Qitian.
"Careful!"
"Protect Afu!"
Immediately, two generals and guards blocked the way. These two men were armed with heavy swords and shields. Each man had a large steel shield. Eight shields formed a circle in a shield formation, which was like an iron barrel.
Zhao Qingyun saw it and hurriedly waved his sword finger, and the flying sword suddenly began to grow in size in mid-air.
The heavy sword has no edge, the skill has no skill, the skill of sword control - Dragon Slaying Technique!
The flying sword turned into a ten-meter-long giant sword in mid-air. Zhao Qingyun waved his hand casually, and the sword edge swept out like a door panel, instantly slashing all the rows of heavily armored shield guards flying out. The shield was instantly shattered, and Fei died. It hurts.
So strong!
Everyone gasped, is this the strength of a top swordsman?
However, Zhao Qingyun was standing in mid-air with a flying sword, and these melee players could only stare.
Before Zhao Qingyun could use the second one, he heard someone shout loudly.
"Damn it, my sword-wielding skills."
Sword Controlling Technique—Ten Thousand Sword Jue!
Bai Ze waved his sword finger, and dozens of sword shadows quickly struck Zhao Qingyun in the air. Today, he was assigned to the Master Group. Unfortunately, he only had a third-level Taoist skill and had no chance to perform. Now he will finally see a good opportunity to perform.
Take action immediately.
Zhao Qingyun looked at the dozens of sword lights and sneered, "You call these ten thousand swords?"
The same wave of sword fingers.
Sword Controlling Technique—Ten Thousand Sword Techniques!
In an instant, one sword turned into ten thousand swords, and hundreds of thousands of sword shadows emerged around Zhao Qingyun, so densely packed that they almost filled the sky, circling around him.
Those dozens of sword lights were offset by Zhao Qingyun's sword shadow before they even approached.
Bai Ze was startled by the sword shadows in the sky. I wonder, is the gap so big?
Fortunately, there are many magic masters here, and immediately there is a heavenly master casting magic with a sword.
He cast a dozen thunderbolt spells.
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There were also sharpshooters, snitches, and horse archers, shooting all kinds of bows, crossbows, arrows, and hidden weapons into the sky crazily.
Zhao Qingyun did not dodge or avoid.
"Sword come - protect me!" Hundreds of sword shadows surrounded him, forming a sword curtain, constantly counteracting the incoming attacks, and hundreds more sword shadows attacked Hongfu Qitian under the control of Zhao Qingyun .
Hong Fu Qitian snorted coldly, "Humph, how dare an ordinary person compete with the gods?"
Hong Fu Qitian didn't use any amplified moves. His last powerful magical power was still reserved for use as a trump card. This divine possession not only provided many more magical powers, but also had various passive characteristics unique to gods.
The most powerful one is the [Protective Divine Light], which is the golden light radiating around him. This thing is not only a good-looking special effect, but also allows him to not be afraid of ordinary swords and spells.
He is now an immortal template, which is equivalent to having sacred armor. Ordinary swords cannot break through the defense at all.
The thousands of sword shadows were smashed into pieces by Hong Fu Qitian's body-protecting divine light.
Zhao Qingyun's eyes tightened, but he did not flinch at all.
With a sudden shake of his hand, the sword in his hand came out, letting out a dragon roar in mid-air.
His sword is unusual, it is a legendary magic weapon - Dragon Song Sword. But even with a legendary sword, he wasn't completely sure it could hurt a god.
So he pinched the sword technique again.
Sword Controlling Technique - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
Hundreds of sword shadows around him instantly condensed around his sword, forming a nine-foot giant sword.
Break it for me!
Whoosh - click!
With a crisp sound, the sword edge actually penetrated Hong Fu Qitian's body-protecting divine light, and continued to squeeze inward as if there was life.
Now Hongfu Qitian was also a little panicked.
No way! No way! Really not! I am a god, a god!
Zhao Qingyun was also extremely nervous. Players around him were still attacking, consuming his sword shadow. His move Wan Jian Jue was only released after activating his equipment skills. If this wave of attacks failed, there would be no second move. The second time.
"Give me——"
"Come down here!" Hearing a thunderous roar, he saw the Dragon Xingtianxia roaring and rising up. The dragon-blood horse leapt suddenly, and there were flames under its hooves. He walked in the air as if he was stepping on the ground, speeding towards Zhao Qingyun.
Mount combat skill - walking on air!
This legendary mount is more than just good-looking.
The great halberd in Long Xingtianxia's hand was taken directly from Zhao Qingyun.
Zhao Qingyun was startled. The surrounding sword shadows seemed to feel that their master was threatened, and they attacked Long Xingtianxia crazily, but Longxing Tianxia did not stop at all.
Combat Skill - Overlord Flurry!
The iron halberd danced wildly, repelling the sword shadows one after another.
Zhao Qingyun, on the other hand, became fierce. Anyway, he had a lot of health and the opponent would never be able to kill him with one move. Even if he was injured, he would destroy the opponent's Spirit Master.
Even if you can't kill the opponent, you still have to force the opponent's final move.
Otherwise, if the altar is destroyed again, there will be no chance.
Keep urging the flying sword.
Hong Fu Qitian also understands this. The magical power in his hand is definitely a very important trump card. If he uses it to save his life, he may be useless in this round.
Fortunately, in addition to the protective divine light, the equipment on his body can also be used.
As Long Xiang's strongest master, how could he not arrange some top-notch life-saving props.
Whoosh! The giant sword was shattered by the protective divine light, but a cold light flew out from the giant sword. It was the body of the Dragon Sword, and it shot straight to the sky.
Just watch Hong Fu Qitian suddenly have a mirror in his hand, and he looked at the flying sword that broke through the light.
Magic weapon skill——Empty Mirror Realm!
Whoosh! The flying sword actually followed the light in the mirror and shot directly into the mirror and disappeared.
What!
Zhao Qingyun was shocked, and the next second the iron halberd hit him.
Combat skill - Overlord's Sky-Splitting Style!
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298!
Zhao Qingyun was knocked upside down and fell towards the ground. The players around him immediately turned red when they saw it. He must have an orange suit on him. If it exploded, it would be fatter than killing a hundred ordinary players.
The surrounding players immediately swarmed up and formed a circle around the spot where he landed, ready to beat up the drowned dog.
Unexpectedly, the flying sword under his feet suddenly dived and caught Zhao Qingyun a few meters above the ground. Zhao Qingyun did not dare to stay. The protective sword shadow around him had been exhausted. If he stayed for a while, he would be afraid of death. If I really have to confess, I can only use the flying sword to escape crazily.
Suddenly, Hong Fu Qitian's cold shout came from behind, "I haven't picked up the things yet, why are you leaving in such a hurry."
A white light shot out from behind, poof! A flying sword penetrated directly through the back of his heart.
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375 (serious injury)!
It was his Dragon Song Sword.
Zhao Qingyun was hit hard twice in a row, and his blood volume dropped to less than one-third, making his scalp numb with fear.
Fortunately, he was not knocked to the ground. He accelerated again and finally got out of the range of long-range ground fire. Before he could return to the main formation, Agui's calm voice suddenly sounded in YY.
"Boss, I'm dead."
(End of chapter)