The man with yellow, dry and thin skin, the derivation method he used was indeed a spiritual light, and the position of the 10,000-year-old purple sinking wood that he had calculated was not much different from the actual one.

Everyone joined forces to search for a while, and they saw a big tree that needed to be surrounded by several people, and the whole body was purple, which was the 10,000-year-old purple sunken wood.

"Hurry up!"

With a wave of his hand, the East China Sea angler directed everyone to start their movements against the towering giant tree.

Ordinary flying swords, slashing on the 10,000-year-old purple sunken wood, can only splash out a little wood chips, and the effect is not very outstanding. Looking at this trend, there are no more than ten minutes, don't think about cutting down the 10,000-year-old purple sinking wood and taking it away.

Ye Rong stood there leisurely, not as nervous as others.

Even if it is discovered by the players in the trap camp, it is a big deal to fight hard, as long as he protects the man who can deduce the Dao method, the location of the Arctic Xuan Ice still falls on him.

"Where did the players come from? Write your name. , belong to the gang! ”

This journey went smoothly, and sure enough, I didn't have the ears to continue like this, and I saw a team rising from the ground, and there were more than fifty players who each controlled the flying sword magic weapon.

The leader shouted loudly, and he had already let his players scatter and surround him from all directions.

"! Such a fog! ”

The anglers in the East China Sea scolded fiercely, and their team action was no less than ten times, and they were found two or three times in the middle.

At a glance, he recognized that this was the patrol team of the trap camp, a complete formation, and the thought of resisting in his heart was dispelled. The strength of the other party is not inferior to his own side, and the difference in numbers is several times, and it is not at all on the same order of magnitude.

At this time, you can only admit that you have bad luck and be ready to lose the experience of the next level.

"I'll go forward and delay for a few minutes, you guys will try to get this 10,000-year-old purple sunken tree"

The passer-by's knife beckoned, and the other players rushed forward to meet the patrol team of the trapped camp.

Ye Rong was really impressed by this person at this time, he didn't expect to make such a move at this time, he took the initiative to step forward and must have hung up, and there was no life at all.

If it can be delayed for a long time, maybe they can really cut down the 10,000-year-old purple sinking wood and take it away.

As long as it is in the Qiankun bag, even if it is hung up, it may not fall out 100%, this trip is not in vain, at least there is a harvest.

The sword in the passerby's knife hand burst out, and hundreds of brilliant swords burst out intensively, and the momentum was so great that the members of the trap camp had to stop and resist this attack.

It's just that although this kind of attack seems to be powerful, it can't last, and when the sword dissipates, his situation will be terrible.

Ye Rong was watching the play leisurely in the air, but someone rushed in front of him, and the magic weapon was smashed desperately.

"The passerby's knife is really not responsible enough for this delaying work, and so many people are missing. Forget it, I'll help one or two, and I'm in the same team at this time. This trap camp is not related to me, and there is no psychological burden at all for killing their members! ”

The patrol team of more than fifty people was only stopped by the knife of the passer-by, and many more members came around from both sides of him.

It seems that because it is too conspicuous, the first target of the two players in front of him is to find him.

Ye Rong naturally has no need to keep his hand at this time, there is no need to have reservations, and he can do his best to shoot.

The eighth-order white parrot sword light flashed, and the two people in front of them burst out with a bloody damage number above their heads, and their health instantly became empty and disappeared.

The two players died too quickly to give a warning, and the players who pounced on them didn't have time to think about why the two companions in front of them suddenly disappeared.

When he raised his sword to usher in it, he heard a click, and the two flying swords that were as bright as jade in his hand were broken from it, bursting out a large piece of jade slag.

This person's face turned white, and his first reaction was heartache for the destruction of the flying sword in his hand, with a hint of disbelief.

This is not a percentage of the flying sword, but it has been directly cut in two, and it almost loses the possibility of repair.

Before he could turn the regret and shock in his heart into horror for the opponent in front of him, he lost consciousness in front of him. "Iniquity!" Do evil! I didn't want to be a sword destroyer! ”

Ye Rong heard the hint that the white parrot sword had destroyed a certain flying sword and a forked flying sword, and there were words in his mouth.

In an instant, the situation on the field had undergone an astonishing change, and there were already as many as six or seven members of the trapping camp who fell under Ye Rong's sword.

At this point, no matter how stupid the players in the back are, they will find that the situation is wrong.

The passerby's knife also benefited from this, and was rescued by his own player, and his body was already injured in many places, so he protected his body with the last pure knife and was not killed.

"This brother is very raw, why do you want to be embarrassed by my empty camp?"

The leading players in the trapping camp first glanced at the East China Sea anglers, passers-by, and knives, and then turned their eyes to Ye Rong. From his point of view, he can naturally see who is the key on the field.

He is also somewhat familiar with this team, and the names of several main players are on the wanted list inside the trap camp, and they are the main targets. It is also very clear that with the strength of these people, they can't turn the sky up at all, but they are just clowns jumping off the beam.

But this time, the player who suddenly appeared, but there was a bit of an unfathomable feeling, every time it was just a sword, the brothers in the mountain patrol team were bombarded and killed, and there was no chance to resist.

The ink man thought back to the sword light when this person made a move just now, if he was under such a sword light, the horror would only have the same ending, and he shuddered in his heart, and the tone in his mouth was also much more polite.

Otherwise, in normal times, for this kind of player who broke into the Trap Mountain, he would have already rushed up or beckoned the organization to send a master to deal with it.

The ink artist vaguely felt that the temperament of this person was somewhat similar to that of the boss of his own empty camp, and it was all that kind of unfathomable feeling, which made people dare not be arrogant and presumptuous.

"If you retreat like this, I will not pursue you in the empty camp."

The ink man felt that his words were already extremely face-saving, even if the other party was a new master on the island, for the sake of the trapping camp, he should retreat from the fun, at least he didn't dare to make a random move.

Kill so many people in the Trap Camp, unless you are a member of the other two official organizations, you definitely don't want to have a good time on the island. (To be continued)