The scene was still immersed in the excitement and excitement of snatching the master. Although the five Lang 7 people in the dragon pit killed Yang Qi's Guan Yu, they looked so depressed in the eyes of everyone.

However, the next second, the depressed five people gathered towards the middle road and met with the troops who had just arrived there.

"What are you doing in Lang7?"

The girls in the Huarong Team were completely unaware of the situation and were still immersed in joy. However, the audience at the scene saw the moves of Lang 7's advancement after gathering, and they were stunned and surprised.

Before they could discuss the reason, the five men of Lang7, who were so fast, had already led the line of troops to the high ground tower in Huarong Middle Road. Master? In the face of the joint efforts of the five people, what is a mere master? The master of the middle road was killed at the moment of encounter, as if he had never descended to the canyon.

"They are pushed!!" Li Yanyan, who was so excited that he jumped up, saw that Lang7 and the five men had pushed under their middle high ground tower in a blink of an eye. His smile instantly frozen on his face and he hurriedly called on his teammates.

"What?" Wei Xinran was shocked. She thought that even if the master snatched it, he could still temporarily put their pressure on him, so that they could take the opportunity to sort out the troops and make up for the backward economy. Who would have thought that the master was killed by the other party just after he left the door, and Lang 7 was actually at the city?

Shield Mountain raised a small shield to cover the line of troops and rushed into the defense tower. Zhu Jiayin's Nake Lulu was hovering behind him, which made Li Yanyan's Mozi dare to step forward? However, the heavy artillery of the long-range attacking mechanism did not exist in front of the defense form of Shield Mountain. Li Yanyan could not even blow up the line of troops.

The middle road highland tower had been destroyed by half as it advanced on Wave 7. Li Yanyan had no defensive power and had fallen down in a moment when others rushed towards this rush.

Lang 7 and the five men continued to move forward. It was still Dunshan who covered the line of troops and walked in front of him in a few steps. He Yu ignored Hua Rong's people and started to move up. Dunshan directly activated his ultimate move. The singing Wang Zhaojun followed closely and released his ultimate move. The winter was coming, and the blizzard was shrouded in the snowstorm. The heroes of Lang 7 took off the crystals directly in the face of this blizzard that was completely unobstructed against them.

Hua Rong returned to the rescue, and Li Yanyan, who had not stopped giving in, had no choice at this time. Crystal was directly attacked, which made them even in the blizzard of Wang Zhaojun and had to enter the field to clear the troops.

However, Lang 7 was prepared for this moment. Su Lie's ultimate move and Lu Bu's ultimate move took action at this moment. The two sides began to fight head-on. However, the economy was backward, and Hua Rong, who still needed to develop the output position, was not the opponent of Lang 7? Even with crystal assistance, it would be useless. Under Su Lie and Lu Bu's successive ultimate moves, Nakelulu began a happy harvest. Marco Polo, who had no one to protect for a while, was instantly killed by her. Then Mo Zi came up to try to control the final move. The expanded mechanism barrier did not last even for about half a second, and even the person and the barrier were torn to pieces.

Even though Niu Mo and Bodhidharma had control skills, they were in a hurry in desperation. Not only did they fail to perform well, but they did not have enough output to keep up. The shield mountain that drove a giant shield under the crystal restricted their movement space. Finally, at the moment when Yang Qi's Guan Yu was resurrected, although Niu Mo and Bodhidharma were not killed, the Huarong could no longer be supported by the fire-gathering crystal and was forcibly exploded by Lang 7.

"pretty!!"

A person jumped up in the front row of the audience immediately, raising his arms and shouting loudly, and seemed very abrupt in the stunned silence. Zhao Jinran did not feel embarrassed at all. After finding that the scene was too quiet, he waved and pushed a team player whom he didn't know to seek resonance: "Is it?"

"Ah..." The contestant stood there. Like the audience, he was not mentally prepared for Hua Rong's sudden sudden death.

Is it a wave to grab the dominant?

This situation is not without it, but it usually only happens when the casualties are too severe in the competition for the master, three or four people are broken at once, and the opponent's lineup is relatively uniform.

Hua Rong's wave was just exchanged for Guan Yu alone to a dominant, and everyone thought it was a very cost-effective deal. As a result, Lang 7 actually chose to advance with the advantage of the number of people in this head, and finally it really exploded Hua Rong's crystal.

The quiet lasted for several seconds, and then it broke out into an uproar. Everyone began to discuss what kind of changes this was and why Lang7 won the game in an instant.

"It was intentional..." Yang Qi sighed lightly on Hua Rong's side and said to several teammates.

The few people turned their heads and looked at her blankly. If they said that the one who was most inadequate in preparation for this sudden death was undoubtedly Hua Rong. The audience saw at least a series of actions after Lang 7 threw away the master. However, they were always immersed in the joy of snatching the master, until Lang 7's troops came to the city, caught them off guard and threw away the game.

What's going on?

Their minds remained in the competition, but they heard Yang Qi's soft words.

"The master was deliberately letting me snatch it." Yang Qi continued to say in response to the eyes of the four of them.

"I deliberately let you rob?" Wei Xinran looked at Yang Qi blankly.

"Yes, their real purpose is to kill me, Guan Yu, and then take advantage of the situation. The soldiers are all calculated." Yang Qi said.

Wei Xinran turned around and looked at the phone in front of her. The game was over and the game interface had returned to the post-match statistics, but she was unintentional to look at these data at this time. Although she heard Yang Qi's explanation, she still couldn't understand this sudden death. Killing Guan Yu, she felt that it was possible? In the eyes of those guys in Lang7, are the four of them other than Yang Qi the same as non-existent?

Wei Xinran raised his head, and the five Lang7 people on the opposite competition table had already stood up and walked towards the center of the competition stage.

"Let's go." Zhang Bing also stood up on them. This game has undoubtedly become the last game of her college career, but she lost in this way. She felt very regretful. However, the inter-school league system that determines the outcome of the game does not allow them to continue sitting on the stage to digest their emotions. There are teams to compete in the next game to use.

Wei Xinran, Han Xiuli, and Li Yanyan stood up one after another, all of them seemed to have lost their spirits, but then they found that Yang Qi was still sitting in her position without moving.

"Yang Qi?" Wei Xinran called out.

"Oh." Yang Qi came to her senses and hurriedly stood up. She looked at her teammates around her, looked at the crowd of dark spectators in the audience in the audience, and then looked at the stage she had been on the many times, and breathed a long sigh.

"You played very well." Zhang Bing walked over and said to her.

Yang Qi smiled and said nothing.

Wei Xinran looked at her and wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed it back, her eyes turned to the center of the Taiwan Strait and said, "Let's go."
Chapter completed!