In the blink of an eye, the two players exchanged hands in three locations at the same time, and it became the first round of battles since the start of the tournament.

Spicy Jumping Frog vs. Psychic Matchmaker, Sun Dasheng vs. Spear, Sixteen Jun and L Jun trapped three melee fighters in the room for a sneak attack. Everyone was caught in their own battles, but Heng Dao Yijian still stood on the glass dome of the cathedral like no one else, with his back against the big cross, his eyes looked at the three places, and continued to give orders to everyone.

Qiao Wen came out of the window and leaned against the wall to add Li Siyang's blood inside.

"Li Siyang, open the gate of hell in twenty seconds, use the wind to help the shadow move yourself out, and find Lan Hao to meet."

"Roger!"

"Yes!"

Sixteen Jun and L Jun replied in unison.

"Lan Hao, how is the situation over there?" Heng Dao looked at the blue four-story building in the market area and asked calmly.

"The dead sparrow is flying in after me!" Spicy Jumping Frog shouted excitedly.

"Is it done?" Heng Dao said with a sword.

"Cut~ I have Orange Wu in the world, what can't a broken sparrow do! Humanoid self-propelled cannon, start starting! ”

After the spicy jumping frog finished speaking, he turned his back against the window handsomely, and blocked the easiest exit to break through with his body. Then he held the Rainbow Bow horizontally, aimed at the white eagle of the psychic master's transformation, and pressed Orange Wu's special skill [Self-Attack].

"Ino, do you want support?" Heng Dao looked at the street not far away, and from here he could see Ino and Lance back and forth in the crowd, and it seemed that the fight was quite fierce.

"I've just started warming up, don't support!"

Sun Dasheng refused in a strange tone, and the long snake body emitted a burst of light, and suddenly a pair of pitch-black wings grew, turning into a black eagle and soaring straight into the sky.

The spear threw out a move, and the golden iron horse was slamming down in front of him, but it smashed on the solid floor, and the snake was long gone. When he looked up, he saw that the thin and crispy one in his hand actually wanted to fly away, so he immediately pulled out to catch up and chased the Black Hawk towards the edge of the map.

Knowing that the situation of the three battles was in a stable state, Heng Dao Yijian comfortably folded his arms in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and leaned against the big cross to continue listening to the wind. The cathedral is the tallest building on the map, so while the wind in the crowd is not strong, the wind is quite strong on top of the towering church. They came galloping from all directions, ruffling his hair, fiddling with his collar, agitating his dress, and even converging together to push him off the glass dome in order to stop the arrogance of this arrogant man.

However, Heng Dao Yijian stood very steadily, let the wind tear left and right but did not move like a loose, still leaning against the cross with his eyes closed, and posing in a chic posture that ordinary characters could not do. He silently counted the time in his mind, and although he could now see the snake-like electronic timekeeping beside him with one eye, he was still accustomed to estimating the time in his mind as he did when he was alive. Because there is a sense of spirituality in this kind of prediction, it is a combination of years of combat experience and a grasp of time. Even if you may miss by a second or two with objective timekeeping, it is definitely the right time.

The wind on the dome of the cathedral gradually weakened, only blowing a few strands of black hair on the forehead of Heng Dao Yijian. He suddenly opened his bright eyes and waved his hand to the chat box below him.

"Li Siyang opened the gate of hell and used the wind to help the shadow withdraw! and Qiao Wen went to the market area to pick up Lan Hao! ”

The dwelling area was the size of the mage circle, with a boxy floor that could enclose the entire circle. Moreover, when the door of the low house was closed, it was pitch black inside, and there was only a small window, which could accommodate a smaller person at most, making it an excellent ambush spot.

The three people who were introduced into the low house by the Sixteen Monarchs had limited vision, and before they could see how many people were ambushed in the house, they blew up the thunder array, and they were like caged birds and took a round of ice formations and various single attack spells, but they couldn't see where the opponent was.

They panicked and unleashed, then used their skills to hack around the house in an attempt to counter the ambush. The shadows of swords and swords suddenly filled the entire small room, and the interlacing of human figures made the vision even more confusing. If it weren't for the ineffectiveness of the same team's damage, these three would definitely have killed their teammates first.

Although L-kun did not receive professional training for a long time, he still received guidance from Harukawa on the operation of the mage, which can control the reading time to the shortest extent and increase the flexibility of the mage in battle.

He moved back and forth to attack all corners of the room, even if he rubbed a little splash damage, it would not be fatal, and the sixteen monarchs standing by the window were filled with blood in two clicks, and continued to hurry up and sneak attack the three trapped beasts.

[Holy Cathedral District] is a sandbox map, all buildings and people and animals can be destroyed and used. Under the chaotic fighting of the three of them, the dilapidated stone house began to vibrate slightly. At this moment, L Jun saw Heng Dao's order to retreat with a sword, and immediately laid a gate of hell in the center of the floor.

The gate of hell is also called the ghost array, and the people in the array will be entangled by the spirit, causing 220% spell damage per second, after Jun saw that the three people were trapped by the ghost array, he used his staff to draw a small circle with jagged teeth under his feet, and dragged the arrow attached to the staff to point out through the wall outside the low house.

Sixteen Jun waved the big man-eating flower and spun around twice, and a soft beam of colored light shone from the sky on L-jun, recovering his entire vein. The two of them looked at each other and quickly ran towards the alley, and they were only halfway through when they heard a bang on the ground behind them, and the little low house collapsed.

"Hahahaha, hey, look, Sixteen Gentlemen, those people were actually smashed by the house!" For the first time in the sandbox map, Mr. L saw someone being smashed by a building and bleeding, and he laughed out loud as he watched the three of them struggle in the ruins.

"They have a buff on their heads, and they probably want to smash the wall and escape in order to break free from your magic circle, but they not only smash themselves but also smash NPCs." The Sixteenth Jun only glanced back and found many details, but he didn't stop under his feet, and continued to run forward as he spoke.

"One, two, three, four, five, five-layer buff, hum, do it yourself, wait for the next wave of team battles to take them all in seconds!" Although L Jun is a mage, he is a mage who is willing to take people's heads when he is fighting in the bloody world. At this time, seeing that the other party was at a disadvantage, he had murderous intentions again, but he suppressed this impulse alive, and followed the sixteen monarchs to obey the order and go to the market area.

On the minimap, Jun L and Jun Sixteen had already entered the midfield church block, and Heng Dao waved his hand and issued another line of words: "Lan Hao, tell me about the opponent." ”

"It's coming, it's coming! Don't worry, Captain, give me ten more minutes and I'll kill him!" The spicy jumping frog shouted anxiously, for fear that Heng Dao would not let him fight.

"How much HP does your opponent have?" Heng Dao Yijian shook his eyebrows slightly, and repeated again.

"Uh...... 68%。 The spicy jumping frog replied obediently.

"One more minute, one minute to get out of that building." Heng Dao said with a sword.

"Yes!"

The spicy jumping frog immediately glanced at the time, and the speed of his subordinates was instantly twice as fast as just now, and he was constantly maneuvering with the psychic master who had turned into a white snake in the small four-story attic. The dodged arrows pierced the load-bearing pillars of the house, cracking deep lines.

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