Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Holy City Flying Eagle was also dumbfounded.

At this moment, Flying Eagle of the Holy City was full of one question, what was the origin of this little rubbish of more than ten levels, and why killing Chen Yang attracted so many high-level players.

"Boss, do you want to go back to the city? The opponent's level is not low." A subordinate asked.

Holy City Flying Eagle came back to his senses.

Back to the city?

If you can't defeat him, just go back to the city. Isn't it shameful for you?

"Come on, they have a lot of people, and we have a lot of people. Beat them all to death. If you lose equipment, I'll buy it for you." Holy City Flying Eagle gritted his teeth.

"Okay, listen to the boss and follow them to the end."

"That's right, who is afraid of whom? With my skill, one-on-three is not a problem."

When many family members heard that Holy City Flying Eagle even lost their equipment, they wished they could throw out two pieces of equipment.

But at this moment, more players came continuously from the entrance of the hall.

The quantity is not ordinary.

The mages with the magic shields squeezed this way in rows, as if someone was directing them, and at the same time released the lightning spell to start roll call.

The thunder and lightning mixed together, as if they were as thick as an arm, and when they came down together, one person was killed.

There are also warriors, seven or eight warriors surround them, and each of them is a raging fire, even the gods can't hold it.

This side was beaten away, and a dozen or so divine beasts rushed over from nowhere, roaring with flames, and the divine beasts brought by the Flying Eagle of the Holy City uttered two groans, and were directly shattered into pieces.

Holy City Flying Eagle had just finished yelling and went to the end, when he looked up here, he found that his dozen or so subordinates had all died.

"Don't kill Holy City Flying Eagle, leave him to me."

Hu Jun rushed down the hall in a hurry, shouting as he ran.

Flying Eagle of the Holy City, which had already been chopped off and only had half a tube of blood left, was overwhelmed by more than a dozen group healing techniques in an instant, and was instantly full of blood.

"My God, my God, are you alright?"

Hu Jun ran into the crowd like crazy, and when he saw Chen Yang who was guarded by dozens of people in the center, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried up.

At this time, there were still a steady stream of players running in.

The entire alliance government controls as many people as a few million. There are so many people who are not online, and those who are in the other two games, there are probably hundreds of thousands of people online at this moment.

With so many people, Hu Jun ordered them all to come to Woma Temple.

Although they are all in one game, the game map is also enlarged according to a certain ratio, which can accommodate more people.

But at this moment, the entire Woma Temple was still crowded.

Yes, it is full.

In the spacious corridor, densely packed with people, especially at the entrance of the Woma Hall, it is full of people, and the people behind want to squeeze forward.

"Don't squeeze it, it's full, you can't get in."

The entire Woma Hall was also overcrowded at this moment. However, Hu Jun gave the order not to let outsiders in. Otherwise, the entire Woma Hall could really be filled with heads.

At this time, the most unlucky ones are the monsters in the Woma Temple. They are crowded with people, and they can't be brushed out.

In the Woma hall, there were originally the most monsters, but now it is clean without even a single monster hair.

Even the former leader of Woma was instantly beaten to the brim.

"Don't kill, save it for the great god to kill." Hu Jun hurriedly stopped the crowd who wanted to cut down the leader, but he didn't forget that Chen Yang said before that he would kill the leader.

Everyone listened to the order. Nine warriors stepped forward and surrounded the leader in the center. Dozens of Taoist priests on the outside continued to heal, causing the leader of Woma to roar again and again, as if to say, am I a shameless boss?
"Master, are you okay?" Hu Jun came to Chen Yang and asked cautiously.

Chen Yang glanced at him, and said lightly, "What do you think?"

Hu Jun's heart skipped a beat, the calmer the matter, the bigger the matter.

Blame Holy City Flying Eagle!
At this moment, in Hu Jun's heart, he already hated the Holy City Feiying to death.

Chen Yang stepped forward.

Not far away, the Flying Eagle of the Holy City was pushed around by several mages with a ring of resistance to fire.

The Holy City Flying Eagle doesn't even have level 40, and there are not a few players present who are over level 40. Find a few people and push the Holy City Flying Eagle around.

And even though all of his men were killed, this guy still managed to hold on without flying.

Seeing Chen Yang approaching, Shengcheng Feiying said: "Little trash, you are very arrogant, I remember you, next time I meet you, let's see how I play with you."

A cold light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, and he smiled: "Just play, let's see who has played with whom."

With that said, Chen Yang started to attack, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the Holy City Flying Eagle.

The damage was extremely low, and only eleven drops of blood were dealt.

But Chen Yang didn't care too much, just chop slowly.

As for the Holy City Flying Eagle, being pushed around, out of control, unable to even use healing techniques, he could only watch helplessly as Chen Yang, like killing people with a blunt knife, slashed himself again and again.

But Holy City Flying Eagle didn't care, and even smiled, saying: "Little trash, you have a lot of people this time, and my brothers are not here, next time you see how I deal with you, playing ping-pong is so interesting, push and push Go, I haven't played enough with you yet."

Hu Jun was so furious that he wished he could go up and chop Flying Eagle to death.

As if Chen Yang didn't hear it, bolts of lightning struck down.

Seeing that his blood volume had bottomed out, Holy City Flying Eagle raised his voice and said, "Come on, whoever treats me, I want to see what you can do to me in the game!"

That's right, this is in the game. If he dies, his equipment may explode, but that little loss is nothing to Holy City Flying Eagle.

"What can I do to you?"

Chen Yang smiled.

Boy, you are still too young.

A Taoist next to him stepped forward and was about to heal, but Chen Yang stopped him and said, "Doesn't he want to die, I will fulfill him."

As he spoke, another thunderbolt struck down.

And the Holy City Flying Eagle's blood volume is less than ten drops, and another lightning spell will definitely kill him.

At this moment, Shengcheng Feiying suddenly said: "If you want to kill me, you are not worthy, grandson."

After speaking, he disappeared in an instant.

Back to town!
"Grass!"

Hu Jun was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and cursed: "This grandson is too annoying, don't worry, my god, I will make people want him all over the game."

Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "He hides in the safe zone, can you kill him?"

Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe that he will never leave the safe zone."

"Okay, let me ask you, can you make up a memory here?"

Chen Yang said.

Holy City Flying Eagle, right? Don't think that since it's in the game, there's no way to mess with you.

"One set of memories, what?" Hu Jun was taken aback.

But a soldier next to him said: "Master, are you talking about memory necklaces, memory bracelets, and memory rings? I have a memory helmet and a memory necklace. Do you want it?"

Hu Jun asked strangely: "Master, the memory equipment is rubbish, why do you want it?"

This time, it was Chen Yang's turn to be stunned.

Don't these guys know the function of memorizing a set?
(End of this chapter)