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Green light, a piece of green light soared into the sky from the position of the city gate, and the green light gathered in mid-air to form a green phantom. The players couldn't help but exclaimed, that was the appearance of the Elven Arrow God in the Elven Temple.

"In my name, the blessing of the Arrow God—Hundred Arrows Critical Strike and Shooting Range Doubled!"

As the phantom let out a long howl, a green light appeared on the bodies of the blue-feathered blood-soaked archers, and the light circulated endlessly on them.

"Ding, Jian Qingcheng uses the intermediate scroll of the god of arrows, and all Qingyu blood-soaked archers will receive the blessing of the god of arrows-the critical strike of a hundred arrows and double the shooting range. ’ The distance is doubled.”

The sudden change caused an uproar among the Xutiandian coalition forces, and the thousands of players who were charging were a little at a loss, and even the pace of charging slowed down.

At this moment, Jian Qingcheng, Po Qianjun and others suddenly spread out to both sides, and behind them were thousands of archers.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, Ming Ye's expression changed drastically, but before he could speak, Jian Qingcheng uttered a cold shout: "Shoot!"

Following this order, the long-prepared Qingyu blood-soaked archers immediately let go of their bowstrings, and thousands of sharp arrows with blessed green light pierced the sky like shooting stars, and headed towards the charge of the Xutian Temple. Thousands of troops rushed away. [

Ding, ding, ding!

The lunatic Supreme, the president of the large guild who was charging at the front, was hit by three arrows in a row, and each arrow was a critical strike damage. After three arrows, this man's level reached level 73.Equipped with a dark gold set, the blood of the heavy-armored berserker directly bottomed out.

In an instant, the face of the president of this large guild turned pale.Even if he can't withstand this level of attack, then there is no need to think about what will happen to his members whose equipment is far inferior to his.

Plop, plop, plop!

Just as the leader of this large guild was thinking about it, there were several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground next to him. This sound made him tremble several times. As an old player, he was too familiar with it. It sounds.This is the sound only when the player loses strength and falls to the ground after the player hangs up.

"Rush, rush, rush, archers, elemental mages, prepare to attack!"

The Madman Supreme roared loudly, he didn't even have the courage to look to the sides.The opponent's shooting range has doubled, retreating and leaving the opponent's back is death, what they can do now is to charge faster, try to rush into the normal shooting range before they are all killed, and activate the dying counterattack.

Madman Supreme's ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.After the first wave of arrow rain, the hundreds of heavy armor professionals standing in the front were all killed and injured. When the second wave of arrow rain hit, the crispy archers and elemental mages could no longer find anything to rely on. Barrier, arrows with green light hit them directly.

crit.Crit, crit!

For heavy armor occupations.Maybe it can still resist two or three arrows, but for these weak-blooded crispy people, even one arrow is fatal!

A mage who had just finished singing magic was about to step into the normal shooting range, but just when he stepped out of his right foot with joy and was about to launch the magic, a sharp arrow hit the target accurately. It hit his chest, a little blood bloomed, and a critical blow appeared on his head. In an instant, he lost all his life points.

Puff puff!

The leather armor of the archer and the cloth armor of the mage can't stop the sharp arrows at all. Any sharp arrow hitting their bodies will make a muffled sound of piercing into the flesh. When the blood blooms, they will lose their lives. The last archer and elemental mage couldn't resist the two arrows.

Thousands of players were swept by the green rain of arrows, falling down one after another like harvested wheat. In desperation, the Madman Supreme launched the charge skill, which allowed him to charge in an instant. He was twenty yards away, but just after he rushed less than ten yards, he was robbed of the last bit of blood by a stream arrow. His body relied on inertia to complete the twenty-yard charge, and he finally came to the front of the enemy's formation , even as long as he pulls out his battle axe, he can chop on the enemy's body, but unfortunately, he can't do anything, because he is already a corpse.

In the end, dozens of remaining archers and elemental mages finally rushed into the normal shooting range under the sacrifice of several comrades in arms. They roared and launched the attack they had prepared for a long time, the sporadic arrows and magic Flying across the sky towards the city gate, it looks so helpless and lonely. [

Bang bang, ding ding.

The magic exploded, and the arrows fell, but dozens of attacks were too few for the thousands of blue-feathered blood archers, and their targets were so scattered that they failed to kill any green feathers. Feather and blood player.

Puff puff!

Dozens of arrows with green light hit the last few dozen players, and after a plop fell to the ground, the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.

A gust of wind swept by, like a ghost crying.

From the time when Qingyu's blood-soaked bow and arrow troops started attacking until the last Xutiandian coalition army fell, the total time did not exceed 50 seconds. It was this short few tens of seconds that shocked the 10,000+ Xutiandian coalition forces. Words, such a result, they never dreamed of.

Ming Ye squinted at the Qingyu blood-soaked archers in the distance, was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled coldly: "Okay, interesting, but today I want to see how long you can be majestic."

After saying this, Ming Yetou ordered to the high-level people behind him without hesitation: "Send [-] heavy armors in a row, and limit the charge."

All the high-level people were shocked when they heard the words, and their eyes brightened again. No matter how powerful those archers are, they are crispy long-range professions after all. No matter how high the attack is, their defense and blood will not change. If waves of attacks rush forward, they will become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Rumble, boom.

The heavy footsteps of more than 1 heavy armored men running wildly were like thunder. They formed a phalanx, pressing down on the gate of the city like dark clouds, and pressing down on the phalanx of archers bleeding with blood.

This time, Jian Qingcheng didn't wait until those heavy armors were within half the range before ordering the attack. It was just to prevent the opponent from escaping. There is no need for this at all now. , the other party will not run.

"All archers, shoot with all your might!"

With the cold shout of Jian Qingcheng, thousands of archers no longer held back, and all kinds of powerful arrow skills came out, thousands of arrows with magic light and blessing green light towards the just entered. The allied forces of the Xutian Palace within range rushed forward.

Ding, ding, ding...

Countless arrows hit the heavy armor players in the front row, and the critical strike damage rose accordingly. With just a few breaths, hundreds of players in the front row lost their lives and fell to the ground. Player A was mentally prepared, so he didn't stop at all, and the heavy armor behind stepped on the corpse of his companion and continued to move forward.

For the players of Xutian Temple, the ensuing battle was simply tragic. I saw Qingyu's blood-soaked archers shooting non-stop, and the heavy-armored stormtroopers of Xutian Temple kept falling down. In just ten seconds, nearly one-third of the tens of thousands of heavy armors in the Xutian Temple were lost. Such casualties moved the heads of the major guilds in the rear. You must know that even an ordinary large-scale guild has three members. There are only 4000 people. In the past ten seconds, Qingyu's blood is equivalent to annihilating a large guild. This also made the ambitious presidents jealous, and strengthened their determination to wipe out Qingyu's blood.

"The archers retreat!"

"Heavy armor follow me!"

Jian Qingcheng and Po Qianjun issued orders almost at the same time. Since the battle plan had already been determined in advance, there was no confusion in the handover process between the heavy armor and the archer. On both sides, the archers in front quickly retreated into the city along the road made by the heavy armor in the middle.

When the heavy armor troops of Xutian Temple launched their charge skills and rushed under the city gate, although the archers hadn't all retreated, the front row was replaced by heavy armor.

It has to be said that on the battlefield, fighting between melee players is the most powerful, and also the most passionate and exciting. When two torrents of steel collide, it is like a volcanic eruption.

Roaring, roaring, crashing, every sound makes people's blood boil.

In terms of strength, the heavy armor of Xutian Temple is obviously much stronger than Qingyu's heavy armor, especially the heavy armor coalition composed of major careerist guilds. Among the five to six thousand of them, there are three The number of players who have passed the level is less than five hundred, and in terms of numbers, they can't take advantage of the small-scale battlefield of the city gate. This is also the limitation of the heavy armor profession. After all, the heavy armor profession Almost none have long-range attack capabilities. Only a few hundred people at the front can fight each other, and those behind can only keep up after the front dies or retreats.

Therefore, the confrontation between the two sides is actually the disadvantage of the Xutian Temple side. They are almost crushed by the heavy armor of Qingyu's blood. In addition, they have no long-range backup team and priest team. This battle is even more one-sided. They are almost killed. dizzy.

However, this kind of close-combat fighting style, no matter how strong Qingyu's blood-stained heavy armor is, it is impossible to avoid casualties. In a matter of minutes, less than half of the heavy armor of Xutian Temple died, and Qingyu's blood-stained heavy armor also died hundreds of times. There are many people, and the battle damage seems to be very different. Qingyu's blood seems to be a big advantage, but the actual situation is that Xutiandian doesn't care about this damage, and Qingyu's blood is one less for every death.

When Xutiandian sent a large-scale long-range team to press up again, the pressure on Qingyu to drink blood was even greater.

Ming Ye looked at the fierce confrontation before the city gate from behind, with a pleasant smile on his mouth, everything finally went on the right track as he expected, and it was only a matter of time before Qingyu died.

"Brother Ming Ye, can we take action?" Su Zige looked at Ming Ye again, sparks of anticipation and desire danced in his eyes.

Ming Ye waved his hand lightly without looking back: "Go, don't let me down."

"You will not be disappointed!" Su Zige's eyes flashed brightly, and he rode his horse and ran to the rear. There, there was already a super powerful Xutian Temple headquarters team ready to fight. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)

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