"Let me say something!" Tang Weiwei walked forward with light steps, her body was bumpy, her posture was swaying, and her enchanting charm made a group of men shake their hearts.

Ye Feng couldn’t help swallowing and had to admit that his sister was really a stunner.
"Don’t worry so much. Let me suggest that we give three people to thirty of you. Do you think it’s ok?" Tang Weiwei smiled and pointed out that Xia Yumo and Pojun Wu Yue got the message.
"Ha, ha, ha." The dark wolf grabbed his belly and laughed scornfully at Tang Weiwei. "Garuda, have you been dumped by Indra?"
Ye Feng smell speech in my heart, one by one, my heart went to my throat and looked at Tang Weiwei slightly sideways. Unexpectedly, Tang Weiwei smiled at Ye Feng and whispered, "In fact, there is nothing less than me and you!"
Ye Feng suddenly felt warm in his heart, remembering the vicious words of the dark wolf, and his eyes were cold. Looking at the dark wolf was like looking at a dead body. "Kill him!"
Ye Feng’s voice did not fall, Fei Ge and Ji Xiaoxi bow held up two sharp poisonous snake stabbing skill arrows at the same time. She reached out to Brother Fei, a dark wolf, and waved her hand. In the wave, another ice blue arrow bow pulled the full moon, and an ice arrow came out with finely chopped snowflakes.
In just one second, she gave out two arrows to hunt the king in name only!
Reverend Liancheng quickly released the healing technique, and the white light lit up in the dark wolf.
163, +59, 1, +65, +63 crit 3!
The dark wolf was blown out of blood by the ice arrow of Flying Brother, and his eyes were scattered and he was unwilling to fall to the ground.
The dark wolf is only 12 levels and the blood volume is only over 2 points, which can withstand the destruction of the iron explosion and inflammation bow. Besides, this guy can’t be crited by an arrow.
One by one, Yan Long was startled by Fei Ge’s tough attack power with horror. His eyes swept through Fei Ge’s hands. Is it that the long bow in his heart is still the third in the weapons list?
"Rio Tinto colophon, Pojun, kill! Others stand back! "
Ye Feng dragged the soul-binding tomahawk and rushed to Pojun, followed by Wu Yue, who glared at the dragon-stepping butterfly step on both sides of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng just rushed out of the distance of ten yards, and suddenly his body suddenly bent, and three sticks with wind swept across the corners of Ye Feng’s mouth from the top of his head, and a disdainful smile crossed his face. Is this garbage stealth technology also trying to sneak up on me?
Straighten up the soul-binding tomahawk and swing it sideways. 136, 14, 122! At the same time, three thieves recruited Ye Feng’s body and suddenly flew up and a golden Se arc swept across!
16, 179, crit 37!
Three thieves’ necks were smashed by Ye Feng’s axe, and blood spattered, and their sticks fell, covering their necks and kneeling on the ground.
"I āo is a gold weapon bound soul! The mage hunter lost the Tuoba evil in seconds! " It is obvious that he underestimated the strength of Ye Feng and underestimated the enemy, which often paid a heavy price.
Firefighting Liancheng mage hunter heard the command horse to respond. A large fireball and ice bomb arcane beam hit Ye Feng. Ye Feng was about to roll and dodge the white shadow in front of him. Pojun Wu Yue had blocked the left hand silver shield in front of him. Suddenly, an erratic horizontal pull was made in front of Wu Yue, Pojun, and a shield screen was instantly erected. All spell attacks and arrows were actually bounced.
MISS、MISS
A series of MISS watching Yan Long’s heart break.
Cover the sky wall!
Shield fighter and guardian knight are the ultimate fighting skills of two tank professions-covering the sky wall!
Not only were the people in the bonfire shocked, but even their own flying brothers and others were stunned by Pojun Wu Yue’s miraculous cover.
"When did this little master the wall? How is this possible? " Brother Fei looks very excited, confused and surprised by J and jīng.
Create a sky wall, which can be called a god-class defense skill. The person is Indra Tian, the eponymous online game king. There are hundreds of millions of gamers in China, but they can count it with a slap in the face, but they can really j Ι ng this skill, but there is only one person who has a night rain and wind.
The root cause of the draw in the contest between Indra and Heaven is that Indra can’t break his wall.
At this time, chasing the dragon is like a mixed fire, five great founders, a super guild core high-level, but naturally I know what it means for a guild to develop a warrior who has mastered the shield and armor. A first-class tank is a team soul, let alone a tank who has mastered the ultimate fighting skill.
"If the president can discern the present Ri situation in Wu Yue, Pojun, I wonder if he will give up the myth of bimonthly because he lost four fortresses in the last days?"
Yan-long Zhu released magic attacks while balancing the gains and losses of interests. Suddenly, there was an intuition behind him telling him that he was stared at by a thief, and the dangerous breath oppressed him as if he were going to breathe. A few beans of sweat fell down his forehead.
Strangely, the thief who was hidden behind him didn’t make moves to chase after the dragon. A light and graceful figure gradually became clear in front of his eyes, and the black veil covered his face, but those beautiful eyes as clear as water made the dragon chase after him instantly fossilized.
He knows these cold eyes, because someone who has these soft eyes but cold eyes once killed him seven times in one day!
Asura!
"Don’t worry, I won’t do it. Today I’m just a theater goer. Come on, don’t die. It’s ugly."
Sleeping in the rain, smiling slightly, revealing a smile, and suddenly disappearing into the air.
"Garuda! Asura! Flying on the moon! Pojun Wu Yue! Ten is not drunk! Tuoba evil! What a terrible force will these people get together? "
Yan Long shook his head with a wry smile, and the video recording was connected to the video call of the president of the Bonfire Liancheng Association.
"President, look at it. We all underestimated Yun Mengze’s mercenary group and Pojun!"
The confrontation scene in Goblin hills appeared in front of the curtain of fire.
[PS: pink and tender newcomers ask for support and seek the corner.
Chapter seventy-nine Slaughter
"That was a great move just now! Kill them without protecting me! "
Ye Feng smiled and turned around Pojun, Wu Yue, and the body rushed forward to accelerate, dragging a ghosting image and rushing out. The blood-sucking suit added more than 60 points of agility and 1% movement speed. Ye Feng sprinted and the general thief was not as fast as him.
A few top in front of the melee saw Ye Feng rushed over and rushed to attack the giant sword, pike, shield, spear, pick, smash and attack Ye Feng and Ye Feng, staring coldly at several melee bodies. A small twist passed through the gap between the gun and the sword, and a violent blow stunned the melee guardian knight.
Crit 42!
Ye Feng’s feet kept spinning, letting the killing warrior’s hands sword and left hand quench the poison dagger and hold it against the dizzy guardian knight’s neck. With a touch of 152, the guardian knight’s neck was scratched and burst into a tent of blood, clutching his bleeding neck and kneeling on the ground.
Pojun and Wu Yue couldn’t keep pace with Ye Feng until he rushed to the front. Ye Feng had already rushed into the crowd of the bonfire joint guild, and Yan Long was also anxious. He knew in his heart that I was afraid to plant it here today, but even if the army was wiped out, Ye Feng couldn’t be slaughtered alone in the encirclement of the bonfire joint venture. Yan Long was also a first-class master. He wouldn’t be killed by an unknown rookie in front of his face, and he had to let Tuoba die.
"Shield war stopped Pojun Wu Yue melee containment Tuoba evil mage skills to blow off Tuoba evil" by ri Yanlong finished the command to hold the staff and sing magic just one second after Ye Feng’s feet appeared red Se flame breath.
"Range magic?"
Ye Feng thought just flashed in the sky, and suddenly a giant lightsaber came into being. In the blink of an eye, it will chop down the dragon by the dragon, and the magic singing will be interrupted. The flame element of Ye Feng’s foot will also vanish.
Ye Feng’s heart is dark and cool. Is it a decoration to sing the magic holy light in front of the long-legged sister?
At this time, the bonfire was linked to the city, and the rest of the mage attacks also reached Ye Feng. After being squeezed by several melee classes, he made several moves and dodged four bodies or was hit by two fireballs.
14、15!
"Why is this little magic defense so high by Brother Long?" A group of wizards’ self-confidence was shattered by Ye Feng’s two low-damage figures. The magic attack had a hidden damage bonus to the armor profession, and these wizards were all bronze magic attacks, but they were still very high. But I didn’t expect to hit Ye Feng without even 20 points of damage.
Ye Feng smiled coldly at the front three melee is three skills combo heavy chop, heroic strike, chop chop!
367, crit 44, 359!
Immediately after that, I crossed the poison-quenching dagger and instantly pulled it out three times, causing more than 150 injuries. Three melee players who blocked Ye Feng were killed by Ye Feng on the spot.
Soul-binding Tomahawk comes with ignoring the target’s 15% defense effect, which is even more terrible. It also ignores the target level +3, which means that Ye Feng’s soul-binding Tomahawk attacks a level 13 player, which is equivalent to killing a level 1 player, adding a level 3 to suppress the soul-binding Tomahawk attack, which is outrageous, plus a powerful blood-sucking suit. Killing these 12-level and 13-level players is not like chopping melons and vegetables.
Killed in melee, no one can stop Ye Feng and Ye Feng from directly stepping out of the overlapping shadow quartet. The clear figure suddenly becomes erratic, and the soul-bound tomahawk draws a series of gold Se arc lights criss-crossing the mage group. A blood fog suddenly bursts up, and Ye Feng’s dim figure floats across the front of the dragon, and behind it are seven mage fallen dead.
Overlapping quartet! Another top player!
One by one, Yan Long clasped the staves, and the veins stood out in his arms, bursting one heart at a time, still immersed in the blood fog, which caused no high damage below 3 points!
What is this like? What kind of equipment is this? And that wonderful opportunity to grasp that perfect consciousness. What kind of game talent does it take to make a famous person soar to such a high level?
"Brother Long, this small body is equipped with a blood-sucking genus!"