God of Illusions

A string of attacks led everyone's heart to talk about it, and if Bai Xiaofei really told them so, their end was basically settled.

Fortunately, Bai Xiaofei didn't disappoint everyone. After the smoke ran out, Bai Xiaofei stood shaking from the ruins. Before the last blow, Bai Xiaofei's invincible interruption just ended, saving him from one death successfully, but the first two attacks he ate were real!

Moreover, the current network is clearly still full, and Bai Xiaofei's ability to survive the next attack is an unknown number.

At the same time, the fanatical tower seemed very dissatisfied with this state of procrastination, and it was an insult to him that he himself, together with his own men who were able to do the work, did not strike these people in front of him until now!

“When are you going to see it? ”

The cold sound sounded, accompanied by the cold hum of the maniac tower, which was intended only to cover the fog suddenly rolled up, followed by a sudden and mysterious smell in the fog.

“Be careful! It's a dark man! ”

A Linglong puppeteer shouted aloud. After a few contacts, everyone basically knew the identity of the assassins, but the knowledge of that identity did not bring ease, and the word "dark" was a pressure in itself.

“All gathered together! Prepare for melee!! ”

Bai Xiaofei reacted immediately after the first time, Shi Kui and others immediately moved according to his orders. If the formation spread, the dark assassin would really be invincible.

But gathering together is not a good thing. The Eagle Face Beast army is still circling in the middle of the air. The crowd gathers together to be a good target, and they do seize this opportunity. Shi Kui and others just tightened up, so they took turns to dive!

“The back of Xuan Wu! ”

Da Ming Xiaoming stood up decisively, since they were going to stick to it, they were the best choice. When they were skilled, they could use the armor of Xuan Wu to resist the attack of the master level. Now they are already more than ever before. The armor of Xuan Wu supported is not only larger in scope, but the dark and bright light looks more reliable!

One eagle and another human beast hit Xuanwu's armor, but Xuanwu's armor had no intention of moving at all. Physical attack to break through Xuanwu's armor defense is simply mundane talk.

Unfortunately, the Eagle Face Beast is not a physically aggressive warcraft...

Halfway through the air, the Eagle Face Beast held up the armor of Xuanwu around three floors inside and three layers outside. Immediately, all Eagle Face Beasts fanned their wings with almost the same frequency.

Originally calm airflow instantly flowed under this similar resonance fan, turning the eye kung fu, the whole area has become a wind blade, the dense attack fell on the back of Xuanbu with an incalculable frequency!

Inside the armor of Xuan Wu, Da Ming and Xiao Mingdeng spit out a breath of blood, and Xuan Wu's armor wobbled with it. See, everyone messed up.

“Pass the power to them both!!! ”

At a critical moment, Han Qianyi shouted out and helped everyone find the main bone. At one time, everyone followed suit, and sat down on the disc knee. The two bridges of metabolic force sent constant sources of metabolic force into Ming and Xiaoming's body through physical contact, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

But, as everyone knows, all they did was stop the soup from boiling.

This depletion is absolutely their first exhaustion, when Xuan Wu's armor is broken, they will be hung by endless wind blades for the first time, but this is their only option.

Even if we don't, if we fight outside, facing the double strangulation of eagles and beasts, it's hard to escape, it's just a different way of dying.

And now, Shikyu and others are equivalent to crushing all the living creatures on the outside. If the eagle beasts outside were not cleaned up before they collapsed, they would certainly die!

The distant Square Field saw everything in its eyes and did not hesitate to take the lead in launching the attack, targeting the half-air suspended Eagle Face Beast!

Led by Fangno, the remaining three distant puppeteers also launched an attack. Although not as sharp as the first wave of attacks, it is enough to kill some basically undefended open-ended warcraft!

Seventy-eight eagle-faced beasts fell in response, and the four pulled apart again. From the view of the situation in front of them, they were the last hope of Shikkui and others.

Unfortunately, this hope has just begun to rise and is in danger of being wiped out!

Just as the four of us were about to launch a second round of attacks, the fog suddenly burst out an entire eight shadows, and the speed surprised the four of us at the same time.

Two of them were stabbed in the first place by two men, died directly on the spot, and a third escaped a fatal blow by his ability to escape, but was stabbed in the shoulder, seriously wounded and killed in pursuit by two assassins.

The only one who survived was Fangno, who did not hesitate to launch Starlight at the moment when the assassin approached him. The invincible shield not only helped him block the attack, but even helped him create conditions for counterattack!

Melee, but a mandatory lesson for the Wildlings class!

The puppet gun was turned into a sturdy iron stick by the square field. It pounded heavily on the head of an assassin. The assassin who was smashed fell directly, but no longer cared about the smooth turning of his square field. The puppet gun was stuck directly in the neck of the second assassin, and his arms lifted the second assassin.

The crisp sound of a broken neck caused Fangno to drop the body in his hand, one carrying a long gun, the other carrying a short sword almost as long as his small arm, and looking cold at the six assassins surrounding him.

Although he has been busy with phantom demons and community matters, Fangno has never abandoned the hammering of his power, even more so than most people.

Without any rhetoric, the six assassins looked at each other and rushed to the square from different angles.

See, the corner of Fangno's mouth added a slight smile.

If you continue to hide and assassinate, you may still be afraid, but on the hard side, that's not necessarily true!

Pull the trigger toward the person who rushed in. This distance is close to the other person's eyes and can be aimed at. After pushing back one person, Square Field waved the short sword in his hand to meet the assassin in front of him, while the long gun lay behind him, accurately blocking the attack from behind!

Far distance is a fear of melee. Common sense has no meaning in the wildlings class!

By the time Fangno stopped, the six assassins had become corpses in one place, but he had also paid a considerable price. His right arm was drooling helplessly, his blood had dripped down, his short sword on his left hand was still stuck in the body, and Fangno's chest had been soaked with blood.

This fight won Fangno, but at this time, two more people rushed out in the fog...