What's the situation, what's the situation!! "The eight of them have been full of wind and frost, and the big man of the group has shouted in the team channel, but there is no response. In the game, the absence of an echo does not mean that the person is dead, on the contrary, the absence of a sound means that the person is still alive, and alive! It's because I want to work hard to survive that I'm too busy to send messages.

The eight people are all apprehensive in their hearts, these people from all walks of life come from different ways, and the number of people gathered together is very unexpected, but this one is scattered. There are only about 20 people along the way, so it's not enough to see. But who would have thought that this net moon teleported to Cloud City and was targeted by the opponent? The eight of them were apprehensive and secretly glad they had arrived early. Able to get together before the other party ambushes.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" At this time, a person in the channel suddenly spoke, and his name was Printed Shawl. The one who can speak on this channel is, of course, one of the thirty-one of them. The forgetful guy who read Fengshuang couldn't figure out who this person was, but it was clear when he came again, and immediately replied: "Some of the friends who came over were ambushed, how are you?" ”

"Me? I'm fine, I'm coming over. Are you all right? Said the printed shawl.

After the printed shawl, a few more people spoke, all of them rushing towards them without trouble.

"We're scared here at the moment, drunk for thousands of miles, no," the guy who sent the message couldn't send it before he could finish the message. asked Gu Fei three times if anyone was single-handed. After three times when no one responded, of course, he would not continue to ask questions endlessly. At this point, it has already been unceremoniously shot.

A range spell was dropped towards the densest crowd on their side. In addition to the eight bazai and the big shots, the other players present are not weak hands, they are all elites from various cities. At this time, Gu Fei smashed a spell over, and although everyone was surprised, they all dodged. Clean.

"Damn, this guy really dares to do it!" The arrow set the world while shouting, and took a bow with an arrow, and the arrow was released towards Gu Fei.

Gu Fei turned sideways, and flew directly into the crowd with an instantaneous movement, slashing left and right, and Lihong began to kill in all directions.

"Take him down!!" The big guys obviously still couldn't figure out Gu Fei's strength, and when they saw Gu Fei's move, they felt that they were killing themselves. Fight more with less, and don't keep your distance. Jumping into the crowd. Moment, there will be no such idiotic action to fight monsters!

The elites bravely stepped forward to take down Gu Fei, but in just one moment, the four of them had already turned into white light. The priests holding the staff in the back are all wooden, and this doesn't give them a chance to reply! The damage is too high. If you go down with a sword, you won't die.

"Don't go up with thin blood!!" Someone yelled. This man was one of the eight, four. First class low temperature. One of the masters of the priest list. At a glance, it can be seen that the attack of a thousand miles of drunken people is specifically to pick out the profession with weak life, and the blood is thick to attack and control it casually. It's not the main thing he's trying to do.

"Well, the guy seems to be a bit messy, but in terms of combat, he is meticulous to every step. What the hell is this, who is it? He thought to himself as he waved his hand and instructed the other priests to heal. Gu Fei quickly let go of a few blood-thin ones, and all the priests were surprised and thought that their existence was meaningless. In fact, with a profession as thick as a warrior, Gu Fei also took care of it when he attacked, but he couldn't kill it in seconds. These priests went to amaze those who were seconded. Ignore the words of these fighters. Then the next group of warriors is going to be terrible too. A first-class low temperature experience, but he saw this. Pastors in parallel worlds are actually very difficult to be and require a lot of attention. Although there are some assistance from the system, most of the time you still have to rely on your own eyes to judge.

Gu Feifang broke into the formation, and the other party was a little chaotic for a while, but he was moving in an orderly manner. Of course, the archers retreated to the periphery. The warrior and the knight assisted him to prepare for a flanking attack. Thieves are sneaking around and waiting for an opportunity.

Everything was in order, everyone was already in control, but no one expected that their nightmare had just begun.

They set up formations, they move positions, they want to get drunk for ten miles. But as it turns out, Miles Drunk always moves faster than them. The drunken body of thousands of miles shuttling among more than 100 people was fluttering, and they couldn't catch it at all. Not to see it with your own eyes. They couldn't believe what kind of movement it was.

It was a completely unthinking pace. Every step seems to have been carefully thought out.

or dodge attacks. or escaped from the flank, or stepped on the excellent side of the attack. The elites can't predict or judge, they can only chase the footsteps of a thousand miles drunk. The result? The slow speed simply can't keep up with him. The speed is fast, but when he catches up, he turns around and kills him after being out of position. The priests were all replying like crazy, because they couldn't catch the gap between the thousands of miles of drunken attacks, they could only keep brushing like this, and when they hit the point, they were saved. Can't brush, white light,,

Eight things, there was gradually horror in the eyes of the big man. They are becoming more and more convinced. Thousands of people are chopped, this may be an exaggeration, but it is not difficult to cut a hundred people to recognize the level of this thousand miles and one Yong Er, they are high thousands, but it is completely useless to be a master of the drunken pattern in a thousand miles. Because everyone's strength is not on the same plane at all. It's like a group of rabbits facing a tiger, whether you are a white rabbit or a black rabbit, a strong rabbit or a speed rabbit, in front of the tiger is a rabbit, and a slap is a rabbit cake. Strength? Everyone is not a heavyweight, what strength do you talk about, and it's almost the same to tell some jokes.

"Stop, stop, stop chasing!". Reading the wind and frost reacted very quickly, knowing that the situation had now been brought into his rhythm by a thousand miles of drunkenness, and it would become an endless cycle to toss and turn like this, until all their people were polished.

"Keep in formation, don't scatter, don't chase, be still to move!!" The priest was also shouting loudly.

They hadn't had time to discuss who would be in charge of the unified command, and whoever had an idea at this time would immediately call it out, and there was no time to discuss it again. However, the instructions of the first low temperature were also in line with the public, and the other seven big men had no objections, and they knew that they could not object at this time. Hundreds of people hurriedly followed this instruction and no longer tried to chase and kill Qianli Ichi. Let's go, everyone, I want to stick to a formation that integrates offense and defense.

But at this time, the disadvantages of the hundreds of them from different teams in eight different main cities were revealed.

Although in terms of professional composition, their proportions are perfect. However, the players of different teams in different main cities have different habits and use their own ways of understanding to carry out the process, and these hundreds of people have not been able to form an ideal formation for a while, and they seem a little chaotic for a while. The first-class low-temperature commanded loudly, but except for the people he brought to quickly comprehend, the others were somewhat at a loss, and some didn't even understand the words of the first-class low-temperature command.

What's even more terrifying is that they haven't let go of this disadvantage for thousands of miles. This terrible enemy happened again at this time, and when he was full of reading and frosty, he chatted and wiped nosebleeds, and asked people with concern, "What's wrong?" situation. His rapid pace seemed to have countless incarnations, and the team that could not be coordinated at this time came out, and the first class of the commanding voice was almost killed by him. Thanks to the fact that he is a thick-skinned priest with a heap of physique. Gu Fei couldn't let him go after using his fat here, and finally had to leave.

Move, move without stopping. This is the most important point for Gu Fei when he fights more with less. It's already a dangerous thing to waste such a moment here at a low temperature. If he was really surrounded by an opponent by accident, Gu Fei would have no good way to get out. So he needs to keep moving so that the other party can never capture his position.

The faces of the eight big men are getting more and more ugly. Their men and horses were constantly decreasing as Gu Fei swayed around, and there were more than twenty people at this time. After waiting for a long time, the low temperature command did not see much improvement. The sound was too loud, and it led Chirito to get drunk, and almost hacked himself to death.

"What's this!! The eight people were speechless, and they were suffering from the situation being a little out of control, when they suddenly saw a drunken sword stuffed into their pockets, and the white light flashed, and the person disappeared after a brush.

Some of the elites haven't reacted yet. He was still nervously looking left and right, for fear that the black figure would suddenly step in front of him. In fact, how difficult can it be to stand in a ball with hundreds of people? The key is that while everyone is not very coordinated, there is Gu Fei making trouble in the middle, and he will rush here to chop and slash for a while. As soon as he ran there to kill, the team formed a little bit, and as soon as he dodged his attack, he scattered again. When he turned around, he got together again, and after a drunken circle, he turned back again. So repeatedly, how can a low temperature be commanded? Gu Fei was just controlling his own rhythm, and he was trying to control the rhythm of a hundred or so people at the same time, which was even more difficult.

At this time, Gu Fei had disappeared, and those who came back to their senses were stunned, and those who didn't come back to their senses were still cautiously moving in place! found that the other party did not come out to stop him and was still ecstatic, but when he looked around, he realized that the person had just left.

"Why did you leave all of a sudden?" The eight big men were confused.

"There may be another conspiracy, everyone stand up!". The first low temperature can finally command everyone without anyone making trouble, and I cherish it very much.

"How's everyone's loss?" Reading Wind and Frost asked.

"I'm four" I'm three

"Damn, I've hung five."

"My people are okay, but two died

Everyone reported their losses. After reading the wind and frost, I will look at my own house again. Suddenly it entered a state of error again.

"What's wrong?. Others inquired about his anomaly.

No wonder he left Xiao Feng read Wind and Frost said.

"What?.

"We've been imprisoned. Person. "Full of reading wind and frost said.

Will there be more words today? Ahem, some of you may have already guessed it. But it's not actually making up, it's a, um, rhythm