"This is... your last bargaining chip?"

The red light burst swept across the entire hall again, and at the same time covered the vague fighting sounds coming from above into the rumbling shock waves. The players of the Knights Templars surrounding the hall then put away their surprised faces and turned to look at Duan Qing who was lying on the other side of the hall with contempt: "It seems that they have been roasted."

"Duan Qing!"

Xukou shouted this name, Xue Ling Huanbing, who was staggering over, then reached out and helped the charred body that was lying on the ground: "How are you? How could this happen?"

"It seems that this guy you love has deceived you."

The colorful sword light kept swallowing and spitting behind her. Liangchen Meiyu, who walked up to her, then took the lead in answering Xue Ling Huanbing's question: "Not only is there no miracle, but even the last door is a trap that wants the living person to serve as a sacrifice."

"If it weren't for your last 'inspiration' that made this guy eat the last bitter fruit by himself, this burnt body might be you." He laughed again when he said this, and the sword tip pointed to Xue Ling Huanbing's back also trembled continuously: "Look, look! This is the nature of a man! Before we reach the last moment, no one knows what the final result will be, no one knows."

"How unexpected the truth will be!"

The laughing body pressed down hard, stabbing the trembling sword tip towards the direction where Xue Ling Huanbing and Duan Qing were. The colorful edges appeared then passed by the two people's rolling together in the struggle of Xue Ling Huanbing with all his might, and threw the bodies that were hugging each other tightly to the distance with the strong wind. Her legs kept trembling, and Xue Ling Huanbing, carrying two piercings and seriously injured, then stood up slowly with a long sword, and her posture still blocking Duan Qing's body was not shaken at all. Her eyes looking forward were also filled with awe and determination: "It's useless, no matter how you bewitch people's hearts, I will only believe his words."

"Poor woman, it seems that you still have no intention of giving up." As the Knights Templar gradually approached around, Liangchen Meiyu's laughter still did not stop: "The men behind you are now inspected by you and have been inspected into a corpse. What else do you have to believe?"

"This may be my mistake. I forgot the condition of 'control of the earth veins'." His face turned dark for a moment, and Xue Ling Huanbing's posture of standing with his sword became straight again: "But I still believe in him, he will definitely not die like this! Even if the plan here fails..."

"I want to take him back alive, too!"

The cold words turned into a cold sword energy, and suddenly dispersed in the direction where Xue Ling Huanbing was in a spiraling way. The thin sword shadow, like the flying snow in winter, then drove away the approaching players' dodging postures with an aura that was no less than before, and was stopped by two daggers that flashed through the place in an instant: "...Akang! Well done!"

He shouted out words to praise his fastest team members, and then the Yangtze River 7, who came, raised his sword again: "It's time for you to pay the price to tease me again and again."

"Is this the end of the story?"

A low voice then rang beside him, accompanied by a long steel stick passing by: "I have found a VIP seat and have been waiting for so long, not to watch such a farce."

"It's you?"

Looking at the ordinary metal stick and the ragged magician figure behind the stick that blocked his sword, Yangtze River 7's gaze became gloomy again: "Dream! Do you want to be enemies with us too? Do you know your severity?"

"Who are you? I'm very familiar with you?"

It was like a beggar who finally took out the weapon that the beggar should have, retreated to Xue Ling Huanbing, and then paused the long stick he had put away and said to the ground: "Don't say it seems like I'm afraid of you. Although I am a magician now, the magician can also fight melee and have a weapon like "staff".

"Just relying on your magician's weak attributes and this iron rod?" The Tu Cannon, who walked up to him, looked at the guy in Yunmeng's hand with disdain: "Not to mention the five of us, if you ask Akang to come out to fight you alone, you may not be able to beat him."

"I know, I know." He pushed his hands and stood in front of me with indifferent expression on his face: "But I was convinced that I was still someone who was taken care of for a long time. My own goal has not been achieved, no matter which side of my consideration."

"I can't let this scene end easily."

He stretched out his hand and pointed far above the rotunda as if he was casting a spell. A violent explosion sound then suddenly appeared on the wall on the high side of the cylindrical hall, as if it was catering to his movement: "What, what's going on?"

"The magician must have the magician's arrangement in advance, bastards."

The gravel rain, which was more detailed than before, then appeared in front of everyone, accompanied by the increasingly harsh warning sound from the center of the red light: "What's more, I've seen a long time ago that you want to open up the earth veins between the two countries. How can you do something without taking advantage of this time?"

"Oh, oh." As if he was reminded of some key question, Yangtze River 7 suddenly turned around and looked in the other direction of the hall: "Those magic circles! Go and check the situation there!"

"We are not professionals, so it's useless to go and see it." None of the Tupao and others who looked at each other in the eyes of each other followed his command. Instead, a low mockery voice from Liangchen Meiyu came from one side: "The whereabouts of Lavoford are unknown. Who can understand the magic structure here? Even if someone really does damage it, we don't have the ability to repair it."

"Look, look, these laymen who don't understand magic theory." He laughed and pointed to the direction where the people in front of him were. Yu Meng's laughter still did not stop: "The best way to deal with these self-righteous high-level players is to see their helpless expressions, hahahaha!"

"And you should understand this." He suddenly put away his smile and blocked the attacks from the two daggers behind him: "The more precise the instruments and plans, the less they can withstand small damage. As long as there is a problem in one place or link, it may lead to a series of subsequent collapses."

"I can guarantee that your efforts here have failed." A few scratches appeared on his body, and his body retreated with blood splashed back, then he made an increasingly proud voice: "If you don't plan to stop loss, but continue to entangle with us here."

"Then you just watch me where do you self-righteous elite players start to fail."

Another explosion from above appeared on everyone's heads, and the bright and dazzling red light contrasted with each other. A black shadow that quickly emerged appeared between the large number of falling rocks that everyone looked up at, and crossed with a black shadow floating there. The angry shouts then appeared from the direction where the black shadow was located. It sounded like Pamir, who was fighting with Fra there, for some reason, had an endless anger. However, the Dragon Ms. who was fighting with him, broke away from the high-altitude wall and fell freely down toward the bottom with his lost body: "...it's also the power of fate."

"No wonder even I can't see through the future here."

The heavy sound of falling to the ground then appeared in the center of the encirclement of everyone, shaking everyone, including Liangchen Meiyu. The dragon transformation of his limbs gradually flipped away. Then Fura slowly stood up in the deep pit, and at the same time closed her slightly charred golden robe and long golden hair: "There are you adventurers too."

"Hisser Fura!" Xue Ling Huanbing, who was also shaken to the corner and struggled to get up, then hurriedly revealed Duan Qing who was protecting him behind him: "Please save him! Duan Qing, Duan Qing..."

"I have noticed his existence just now, and he will indeed not die easily."

The sound of breaking through the air then rang in Xue Ling Huanbing's ears, accompanied by Fura's body suddenly appeared behind her. She ignored Xue Ling Huanbing and looked up and down her charred body in front of her, and an increasingly obvious excitement light flashed in her golden pupils: "But... it's interesting, very interesting."

"The boss fell down! Attack!"

The shaking smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, then the shouts of Liangchen Meiyu sounded, and the colorful sword blade he leaped high into the air: "She must have been weakened! That's now!"

"These annoying bugs." Frowned, his brows, and his long golden hair, half-squatted beside Duan Qing, began to float one by one: "You're the best"

"Learn to judge the situation."

The slender arms raised backwards and the golden robe wrapped around it suddenly merged together, and then expanded behind Fura into a terrifying dragon-shaped claw. The sharp claw tip then drove the solidified and compressed air around it and crossed it with Liangchen Meiyu's long sword urgently guarding his chest. The power gap between different races was then fully displayed at this moment. Compared with the giant claws, the human-shaped body had no room to hide at this moment. Liangchen Meiyu, who was swept out like a fly, then rolled out a deep mark on the ground. The roar of resentment that wanted to get up was interrupted by a sword blade that appeared in front of him: "How dare you be?"

"...小." The sound of spitting appeared vaguely after the loud metal collision. A swordsman player was accompanied by a figure who failed to attack and turned over and escaped from the attack range of Liangchen Meiyu: "It's a pity that such a good opportunity."

"Flying freely."

He whispered this name, and Liangchen Meiyu, whose eyes were about to break, suppressed the anger in his heart for a while: "So you are here too. You and your traitors of the Wings of Freedom must be nearby now, right?"

"How could we not be present in such a grand scene?" Seeing the other party keep looking around, the vigilant look of free flying and laughing voice that stood up brought a bit of pleasure: "Don't worry, they will come out to say hello to you one by one."

"The situation has changed! Be wary!" The voice belonging to Yangtze River 7 then lit up in everyone's ears, and the figures of several Knights Templar players quickly shrank back towards the center of the hall where the red light column was: "Keep the road mark! As long as you can hold on until the ceremony is completed..."

"Victory is still ours!"

With one after another, a few more sword energy attack sounds appeared in every corner of the hall. Some unknown players' figures emerged from somewhere and then appeared at the entrances of the halls, carrying their respective shouts of killing and rushed towards the direction where the people of Yangtze River No. 7 were. Looking at the silhouettes of those slightly familiar players, Xue Ling Huanbing, who was sitting in the corner, slowly put away her complex expression. She looked at Fula, who had no plans to take action, and her speech became anxious again: "How is it? Your Excellency Fula?"

"...I still remember you." Without answering the other party's question immediately, Fura's eyes stayed on the dragon-toothed sword in Xue Ling Huanbing's hand for a moment: "You are the one with him at that time, right?"

"Yes." Tighten the hilt of the sword in his hand, Xue Ling Huanbing hurriedly nodded his head: "Please save him, he can't die easily anymore."

"The Son of Destiny will not die easily. This is the divine word that has been circulating in our Golden Dragon Clan for a long time." Turning his eyes back to Duan Qing in front of him, Fura's answer once again returned to his emotions-free tone: "But I don't have time to care about him now, and my mission has not been completed yet."

"We have discovered the real secret of this area, and it is precisely to solve this problem that we have come to this day." Seeing the other party's intention to join the battle above again, Xue Ling Huanbing hurriedly grabbed the other party's hand: "Your rescue will definitely be rewarded, he...he will definitely help you too, right?"

"This can indeed be a reason to impress me." Looking back at Xue Ling Huanbing's face, a strange smile appeared between Fura's slender eyebrows: "But it's not my turn to rescue him now."

"He is not dead, he is just undergoing transformation."
Chapter completed!