Chapter 334 Break through the obstacle

Finally, he glared at Han Feng next to him with resentment. The leader of the Korean player did not dare to be careless anymore. He hurriedly called the other seventeen Korean players to press forward, hoping to kill a few people quickly. If a few Chinese players came out one after another, the Korean players who originally had no advantage in terms of number of people would consume all the last advantage in the terrain.

Waving the pair of double swords in his hand, the leader of the Korean player faced Shen Qiliang with a silver spear opposite.

Since entering the Sky City, Han Feng is still a rare opportunity to take a break in the melee. Although he was lazy in the grove with Gao Jun and the other five, he was also lazy in the grove, but after all, he occasionally encountered retail investors at that time, and basically one or two people could do it, so there was no need for Han Feng to do it.

But now it is different. With seven of eighteen people fighting, Han Feng can still sit by and watch the fun happily. On the one hand, he has made enough contributions at the beginning and helped the Chinese players behind him get time at the cost of his serious injury. On the other hand, players from the top ten guilds are not vegetarians, and their individual strength is obviously far higher than Korean players. However, now there is not enough manpower, most of them are greeting two or three, and they cannot make any moves to make additional attacks.

Just when Han Feng was relaxing and contented, another player from the Guangyao Guild rushed out. The person who came was a female player with a petite figure and probably looked less than 1.5 meters tall. He had light movements and held an Emei thorn in his hands. With his light body movements, he could always attack the vital points of Korean players by surprise, forcing them to give up their next moves and turn to defense.

After the woman broke through the opponent's attack, she did not bother her and moved her feet directly and turned to the other side.

Looking at the woman's movements, Han Feng then realized the power of the Grand Guild. Not only is the combat ability of individual soldiers strong enough, but the combination of various talents is also an indispensable link during team battles.

Just like the woman in front of her, she is obviously the kind of auxiliary profession in the past games. She has low combat power in singles and basically has no harm in fighting alone. But her victory lies in her agile and weird footwork. When both sides fight, she can always stab her Emei thorn at the most suitable time and at the most suitable position.

And he never advances aggressively, and takes one strike, and does not hit it directly, regardless of whether he hits or not, but the effect of harassment is 100%. The most suitable method of harassment is such a short weapon. Basically, it is a hand-to-hand weapon. When a person walks, it will not drag on the mud, nor will it cause accidental injury or misfortune due to the distance between the long weapon.

Looking at the woman's movements, Gao Jun's figure sounded in Han Feng's mind. The same body movement was weird and the same short weapon was in hand, but the difference was that Gao Jun's individual attack ability was definitely far better than the woman in front of him.

Thinking of this, Han Feng began to lower his head and figure out how to change Gao Jun's playing style, and could also incorporate this kind of playing style similar to harassment in the battle.

Han Feng obviously noticed that this harassing style is very effective as long as it is in a melee that can be supported in a short period of time.

Even if it is now a seven-to-eighth situation, as long as the eighth person joins, the other seven people will not be killed by the other party in one encounter, the effect of this eighth person will be even better than the effect of joining the ninth and tenth persons.

Because they are always worried that they will be injured by the other party, the eighteen Korean players are always timid and dare not let go of the big moves. In addition, they cannot guarantee that they will defeat their opponents within one or two moves, and they will be more conservative in their fights. Moreover, their movements and body movements cannot keep up with the woman. In so many people's melee, it is impossible to find three or five people to encircle the woman. Even if they are rushing left and right in the crowd, they cannot take care of them.

"drink"

Just as Han Feng lowered his head and thought, Chen Qiliang, who was opposite, shouted loudly. Just as the woman had just harassed Chen Qiliang's opponent and left, Chen Qiliang burst out.

He saw his arms holding the silver spear tremble, and the entire silver spear trembled. From a distance, it looked like a silver dragon, struggling and twisting in Shen Qiliang's hand, ready to break free from Shen Qiliang's shackles and rush into the crowd of Korean players and rage with great fanfare.

"The angry dragon swept away the troops"

With Chen Qiliang's shout, the silver spear actually burst out with a loud and crisp dragon roar, which made people feel a little shock to their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qiliang shook the silver spear in his hand left and right, and rushed straight into the six Korean players in front. The spear head was dotted left and right, and a solid steel spear was like a swimming snake. It always rushed from some strange and unrecognizable angles to the throat, heart, vital points of the Korean players opposite, and other positions, making the six Korean players opposite at a loss. There was no chance to attack at all. They all retreated their defense, just to seek peace.

Chen Qiliang fought against six Korean players with his own strength, but he was not weak, all relying on the silver spear in his hand with a slight dragon roar.

God and Demon Soldier?

Looking at Chen Qiliang's movements, Han Feng always felt a little bit, as if Ang Lee was waving his Canglong Bow in front of him, and rushing left and right in the enemy camp. Now Han Feng seemed to be almost certain that the reason for himself was that the silver spear in Chen Qiliang's hand, especially the dragon roar in the silver spear, was exactly the same as the dragon roar in the Canglong Bow in Ang Lee's hand.

Just as Shen Qiliang broke into the Korean players and disrupted their formation, another player from the Guangyao Guild rushed out in the cave behind him, and then Chen Qiliang rushed into the crowd.

Leaning on the side of the mountain wall, because of the regulation of true qi, although there was no recovery of the elixir, under the influence of true qi, Han Feng's injuries recovered very quickly. Basically, the serious injuries in his body had recovered by 30% in such a short period of time.

Watching the players of the top ten guilds rushed out of the cave, Han Feng closely followed each of their martial arts and movements. After all, Han Feng still had no use to figure out which guild was the guild that was ready to do it on himself.

Looking at each of them, Han Feng probably can be a little smaller except for the suspicion of the Blood Rose Valley Guild. It is really hard to say which one is the suspicion. In desperation, Han Feng could only be more careful.

Thinking about the brothers who have already stepped down, Han Feng felt a little disappointed, thinking that if there was even one person by his side now, he wouldn't have to worry about leaving his back to his possible opponent.

Sitting on the ground and shook his head helplessly, Han Feng hurriedly abandoned this idea.

Forget it, don't think about it too much. Since God has arranged for me to come here by myself, let me face it alone. Since I can survive the siege of eighteen people, why bother to be afraid of their top ten guilds? They are not at most seven people, less than half of the Korean players.

Looking at the Korean players over there, Han Feng laughed at himself and adjusted his mentality.

Soon, as Shen Qiliang and Yu Guodong and others resisted the instant killing style of Korean players, the Chinese players behind rushed out one by one and quickly entered the battle.

Following closely behind the Guangyao Guild was the Kingdom of God's Punishment. Pan Yang, who was wearing strong suit, also rushed straight into the Korean players. Although there was no spear with the sound of dragon roar as a foil, his momentum was not weaker than Shen Qiliang in front. His moves were fierce, and he dared to fight.

Following the Divine Punishment Heavenly Guild, then Yu Wencheng's Peak Mercenary Guild and Fengying Guild. When all these two guilds came out, the proportion of people on the battlefield was 20 to 16. Two of them were killed by Pan Yang and Lee Young-ai respectively because of their poor strength.

From Han Feng's appearance alone, facing the attacks of eighteen people on the other side, to the current twenty people on his own, dealing with the sixteen people on the other side, from being beaten to being beaten up, all this is thanks to Han Feng's initial efforts.

The Korean player who was gradually being beaten felt the pressure on his side. It turned out that two people were fighting one, but they didn’t feel much advantage. Now, some people even had to greet two people, which was even caught off guard.

"If you can't do it, you can't hold on, you can't hold on."

While fighting with Lee Young-ai, a Korean player also had to always hold up the ghostly female player of the Guangyao Guild. He felt that the more he fought, he turned around and complained to their team leader.

"Yes, boss, please withdraw quickly."

"That's right, I really can't stand it anymore. The Chinese are so powerful."

Hearing his helpless complaints from his own side, the Korean team leader knew that if his side did not leave, he would probably be wiped out at the entrance of the cave. In desperation, he could only issue an order to retreat for all the members.

"Retreat"

The leader waved his hand and prepared to leave quickly with his own people.

"I want to leave? It's too late"

Seeing the Korean player retreat, Chen Qiliang shouted loudly and grabbed the Korean leader with a gun, making him unable to get tired of his body.

The Mythical Guild and the Sin Urban Guild, which were immediately behind the Fengying Guild, also rushed out and surrounded Korean players from both sides.

"kill"

Chen Qiliang swung his spear and made a strange long thorn at the Korean leader, which directly penetrated his heart.

The last voice of the Korean leader was when he heard Chen Qiliang's words, and his last gaze was when he was Han Feng next to the mountain wall.
Chapter completed!