At the first moment, Wang Xiaofeng called out the friend column and threw a voice invitation to Zi Yan and the uncle, but suddenly remembered that his players could not attack each other, and quickly canceled the invitation sent.

He jumped down the stairs a few steps and shouted "retreat"! The Shield Zhan was slightly stunned, but he still took a step back with a breath so that the commissioner could face the attacking Apocalypse.

"With the wind!" During the struggle between the two shield wars, Bateng's Nine Heavens also consumed a lot of physical strength, especially when there was a difference in attributes and NPC shield warriors, he blushed and stared at Wang Xiaofeng with thick necks, "Today is your doomsday!"

"It's a flash!" This was his shouting to the two mages behind him.

Two fireball techniques only took away more than 400 points of health. The NPC mages' attacks were not outstanding, which means they had a higher amount of health and were durable.

"Add me blood!" He took out a bottle of blood medicine and tilted his head and poured it down. The contract summoner behind him also recovered more than 300 blood volume for him. This is the summoner's healing skill [Bloodline Reliance], which was originally to recover blood for pets and can also release it to his teammates.

The amount of treatment is a bit too high. With the bottle of blood volume mixture, the two skills of the mage behind him seem to have not done much damage. [Bloodline Reliance] is not much different from the healing technique of the Holy Light system, but the skill cooling time is a bit longer. The contract summoner briefly chanted and summoned the Blade Beast. The gray mantis-like pet is powerful, but the appearance is too bad, which is very in line with the practical concept.

"Hahaha, you will die with the wind and have today. Wait for death!"

"I'll go," Wang Xiaofeng lifted his cloak, but had no choice but to the man who was raising his head and laughing wildly. This was the legendary state of helplessness. The sound of footsteps came, and three archers appeared at the corner of the ladder, turned over and jumped to three corners. With his movements, he bent his bow at the door and shot.

With a few arrows, Bateng's Ninth Heaven's health was reduced by one third. Shield War was originally responsible for resisting physical damage, and the damage of the three archers was not as good as that of two fireball techniques.

But two seconds later, two fireball techniques and three charging arrows directly beat Bateng to a state of residual blood. The unknown Shield Zhan turned pale, and the contract summoner behind him could only add half blood to him.

"Try harder! He was instantly gone!" Wang Xiaofeng smiled coldly, but before the sneer had dissipated, he glanced at several balls of light shot straight from the corner of his eyes. It was the healing technique of the Holy Light Sacrifice.

Bateng's blood bar jumped and he was slowing down, so he didn't have to worry about how much it overflowed, because the players outside did not have a trace of condemnation, only arrogant laughter.

"Haha, let's take a look!" Wang Xiaofeng had a little impression of this villain's success. Bateng lowered his head slightly, and looked at Wang Xiaofeng with a proud face with a blue face. He was so happy. "You have today too! You pass by the wind, and you know what it means to have no way to heaven and no way to go to earth? If you go against our Nine Heavens, you are just looking for death. Do you still want to be really a mess? How about being blocked inside?"

"You're too happy too early." Looking at the group of players gathered behind Auroran Jiushu Tian, ​​Wang Xiaofeng's face suddenly dissipated like the spring breeze and rain, without a trace of anger. "You can't attack in the same camp. No matter how many of you, what can you do to me?"

Aoran Jiuzhongtian smiled coldly, signaled Bateng to lower his body, and shouted to the back: "You can't do anything, go and hold the surrounding hood and concentrate the torches here! Wait a minute, you must have more firepower; otherwise you will be slowly roasted by the flames. Tsk, am I too cruel? Haha!"

"Brother Ao, don't worry!" Several teams of players behind him took the order and rushed towards the surrounding mail towers, "We won't burn the towers, we will leave them all for the first god maid!" "Go to his first god maid, let him become the first roasted pig today!"

Some players have turned on the recording function and sent the news that Wang Xiaofeng was blocked to the forum in an instant report. The group of title parties exaggerated a little, and soon countless ignorant people watched. Watch the live broadcast of the First Shenmu being blocked, and watch whether the "invincible" myth on the battlefield can be broken.

"The generation gap really comes from the gap in IQ," Wang Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and had an extra scroll back to the city in his hand. "Is it worth it to do such a lot of effort, just to let me run a little longer?"

"Why is it worth it, why is it not worth it?" Aoran Jiutian seemed to have expected this way out of a comrade, and his smile remained unabated. "We can show our faces twice, but we won't lose anything? So why isn't it worth it?"

Aoran Jiuchen smiled, but in fact, Wang Xiaofeng also understood his ideas. It was nothing more than letting him run for three hours, blocking his way back on the battlefield or on the road, killing him a few times, and provoking a three-meeting battle.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't do what you want today," Wang Xiaofeng took back the scroll, but was not in a hurry to return to the city immediately. "I still want to advise you not to make me angry today."

"Ha, I have to admit that your tone is about the same as your fame, which makes you angry?" Ao Ran Jiuzhongtian snorted coldly, "You can't compete on the battlefield, and there is nothing more to do. We Jiuzhongtian will sooner or later destroy your storm and bloody battles. Believe me, this day will not be too far away."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled coldly, no longer spoke, but looked at the face of Ao Ran Jiuchen Tian coldly, as if he wanted to use his own eyes to pierce him into a pile of holes.

The howlings of the two swordsmen outside before their deaths stimulated the six NPC soldiers in the whistle tower. The archer and the mage outputted with all their strength, but as long as they could not kill this bald shield battle in seconds, he would be pushed back by several healing techniques.

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little depressed. If he could take action, he could easily eliminate the person blocking the door in seconds with a little cooperation in the output period. Unfortunately, he is absolutely neutral and cannot cause harm to anyone due to the system rules.

He and Aaran Nine Heavens looked coldly, watching Bateng Nine Heavens’ blood volume fluctuate, and there was not much speech.

The voice invitation rang out quickly, and Wang Xiaofeng refused to send him a private chat one by one. Zi Yan didn't reply, but just shouted Zhu Hongzhi's tears and rushed forward with the elites who were **. The momentum was amazing, and it caused some turmoil in a corner of the battlefield.

He also received a report from his subordinates when he wanted to go to the Ninth Heaven and brought a group of people to watch the fun.

Soon, the player who collected the torches rushed back, and more than a dozen torches were thrown in when Bateng lowered his head, instantly igniting the wooden utensils on the bottom.

Wang Xiaofeng greeted a few times, and the six NPCs retreated to the second level, while the players of the Ninth Heaven shouted and thought they had won a phased victory.

I don’t know if it triggered the plot mode, the flames burned more and more violently, and the flames jumped more than one meter high, and the temperature of the whistle tower suddenly increased.

"Sir, retreat quickly!" Dun Zhan pulled Wang Xiaofeng to the second floor, but unexpectedly a special envoy struggled slightly and shook his head, "You go up first, kill the players below on the third floor, I will break the back at the stairs."

Several players rushed in with fire and threw a few burning torches in the direction of the second floor. The shield captain raised the iron shield in his hand and protected Wang Xiaofeng behind him. "Sir, this place is too dangerous, you can't stay here!"

"It's a dead end to go up!" Wang Xiaofeng sighed, adding a 'you' to his heart; at the last moment, he could also escape by relying on the scroll. He thought about falling to death. He didn't have much military achievements on his body anyway, and tens of thousands of experience points wouldn't make him feel too distressed.

But if two silverware that were not warmed up on him were accidentally exposed, it would be a serious loss and a super investment enemy. In contrast, he seemed to have no choice but to go back to the city.

Several more players rushed in and ran torches, but couldn't tell the location of the stairs in a thick smoke. A few remaining blood were burned out by the flames and escaped in a panic.

This group of players really wanted to force themselves to return to the city, with the flames burning and the thick smoke suffocating, but there was no prompt to enter the battle system. This kind of fire-burning smoke block can only be a non-combat damage method. Burning monsters in this way will not gain experience, otherwise, wouldn’t it be possible to upgrade "quickly" if you put a fire at the forest leveling point?

"Go to the third floor!" Wang Xiaofeng shouted loudly, and the few people headed towards the third floor again, and the flames burned up along the wooden ladder and began to swallow the second floor. There were no windows on the mail tower, and the lighting was only based on the skylights, torches and lamps above the head.

The third floor is the roof, so you don’t have to worry about the threat of thick smoke for the time being; but the height designed for alert is more than ten meters, which is definitely a height that can kill a cloth armor profession.
Chapter completed!