Those who were bombarded back by Huangquan were lucky.

Those who fly towards the Yellow Spring, that's called bad luck.

Puff puff puff ......

With a vertigo symbol on their heads, these dozens of wise men had just landed, and before they could stand firmly, three big men rushed up from behind.

Can't wait.

He had already sharpened his knives and was ready to kill.

Now.

Seeing these dozens of wise men automatically sent to the door, how could they bear it.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

"Wind Rush!"

"I'll rush again!"

"Keep rushing!"

Violence, just too violent.

In just a few breaths, these dozens of wise men were all chopped to death like chopping melons and vegetables.

Didn't kill enough.

The trio, who are still unsatisfied, plan to rush across the stone bridge and charge at the enemy in the distance.

"Come back, give me all back!"

Huang Quan let out a loud roar, suppressing the killing intent of the three people.

Can't rush.

Even Huang Quan, a blood cow, would be killed in seconds, let alone the three of them.

So.

"You just stand behind me, and if anyone rushes over, you can do it again."

"Little bell, you stand a little further back, ready to resurrect them at any moment!"

No way.

There are so many wise men in the Angel Legion that Huang Quan doesn't dare to take another step forward, so he can only stalemate like this.

But you don't have to worry about losing.

Standing in place, relying on his energy value to recover quickly, Huangquan continued to cast spells once per second, and kept casting Mount Tai against 100 meters.

This stone bridge is so good for defense.

In total, it was only more than five meters wide, and there were at most more than ten people standing side by side, and it was impossible for the large army of the Angel Legion to set up a formation.

If you want to gather fire on the Yellow Spring, you can only keep rushing forward until all the wise men have entered the casting range of 100 meters.

How can it be!

The earth dragon turned over and bombarded every three or five times, directly cutting off the angel legion, either it was bombed back to the place and ran away again, or it was bombarded to Huangquan, and then it was chopped to death by Mo Shaojun and the three of them in three or two strokes.

Charge.

Repeated charges.

But.

didn't say anything about the Yellow Spring, but left a lot of corpses around the Yellow Spring.

"Resurrect, resurrect them quickly!"

"Damn, the ability value is insufficient!"

"Wait a minute, you will be resurrected in more than ten seconds."

"I'm coming, I'm coming, and my magic book has two Holy Light Redemptions recorded."

"Hurry up and add blood when you stand up, you must stand still!"

Stopped?

How can it be.

Unless all the corpses in this place were resurrected at the same time, otherwise, a few wise men alone would not be able to resist the attack of Mo Shaojun and the three of them, and they would be hacked to death again in minutes.

It's not.

After a long stalemate, wasting countless times of Holy Light Redemption, Huang Quan still had corpses lying on the ground under his feet, and none of them could stand up and carry it.

When the battle came to this point, the situation was already obvious, they couldn't rush up to Huangquan, but the Angel Legion couldn't rush up either.

Deadlocked.

The two sides were deadlocked on the stone bridge.

"Stop, don't rush!"

Kavin III is not stupid, he has already seen that such a charge is not Huang Quan's helpless at all, but is making a senseless sacrifice, once the wise man sacrifices too much, once he can't suppress Huang Quan, when the time comes, the Angel Legion will lose.

So.

Cavin III decisively gave the order for the Legion of the Wise to withdraw from the stone bridge and garrison the shore.

Unlike the stone bridge.

The terrain on the shore is open, and there is no pressure on hundreds of people standing side by side, once Huangquan wants to cross the bridge, it will be greeted by overwhelming fires, and there is no suspense in seconds.

"Boss, how do you get it? Are you still fighting? ”

"Do you want the three of us to rush in waves?"

"I think it's okay, the tactics we used to fight the Night Legion last time, we can also use it this time."

Tactics used to fight the Night Legion?

The three of them rushed up, and the little bell was used as a fort, constantly casting a resurrection stream?

Huang Quan shook his head.

"It's useless!"

There is an essential difference between this angel legion and the night legion, most of the members of the angel legion are wise men, who can take the initiative to cast spells, can add blood, and even can resurrect wise men, even if the three of Mo Shaojun rush up, it will be useless, barely hack a few people to death, and they will be killed in a blink of an eye, besides, it is useless to kill a few people in seconds, so many wise people, they can all be pulled up in a blink of an eye.

So, it's useless.

"Okay, so be it!"

"Depressed, this game can only be drawn!"

"30 minutes, by the time we're done, I guess others have already played several rounds!"

"Next time, don't fight this angel legion, it's too much of a waste of time, it's better to abuse those garbage legions first, and then come back to abuse them when we collect enough cards."

That's what I said.

Originally, Huang Quan didn't want to fight the Angel Legion too early, not only the Angel Legion, but also the Assassin Legion led by Qiye was a difficult bone to gnaw.

But.

Greedy, Huang Quan didn't want to give the Angel Legion and the Assassin Legion a chance, and didn't want them to collect five kinds of cards in advance, so he took a risk.

Adventures, failures, draws, are already a foregone conclusion.

"Okay, a draw is a draw, it's good if you don't lose."

Although the draw is very unwilling, but, compared to failure, the average is already the best ending, you know, Huang Quan in order to challenge the Angel Army, but all six cards bet in, once lost, these six cards can all be handed out, can't afford to lose.

Fortunately, you won't lose.

Seeing that the large army of the Angel Legion had retreated to the other side of the stone bridge, Huang Quan waved his hand and took Mo Shaojun and the four of them to the other end of the stone bridge.

Both sides have already acquiesced to the fact of a draw.

The rest is just time.

One minute.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

Unexpectedly, five minutes after the truce, a system message popped up.

"Attention, attention, it has been detected that the two sides of the game have not fought for a long time, whether to agree to a tie, agree to confirm!"

Draw?

Across the stone bridge, Huang Quan glanced at Cavin III, who was standing at the front.

Not surprisingly.

Kavin III was also watching him.

Then.

The two clicked on confirmation in unison.

"It's still not good, it's too difficult for five people to challenge a thousand people, especially the kind of legion with long-range advantages, it can't be beaten at all, the angel legion is like this, and the assassin legion is the same, it's just a draw!"

"Huang Quan, this time I'll let you go, and when my angel army has collected enough cards, I must kill you!"

The system message rang.

The Farewell Legion's winning streak since the start of the Clan Championship has finally come to an end.

But.

The same is true of the Angel Legion, their winning streak has also ended.

Exit the match scene.

Match again.

There was a tacit understanding that Huang Quan and Kavin III no longer challenged each other, but set their sights on the other legions.