The peak of the decisive battle of online games

I don't know why, after so many conflicts with Lin Fei, Jianmeng Zongheng felt that he was never afraid, but this time, he was a little scared.

In Lin Fei's eyes, what he said was indifferent and joking, but it sounded like a death sentence to his ears.

In the suffocation cave, Jianmeng Zongheng had already seen Lin Fei's ruthlessness and arrogance, so at this moment, his right hand holding the long sword was trembling.

It can be said that from this moment on, this guy has already lost.

In a duel between masters, the most taboo thing is to lose momentum, not to mention that the current sword alliance is actually just a quasi-master.

For him at this time, there was one more thing that really killed him, and that was that Lin Fei kept his word.

In front of Luo An'an, Lin Fei, who had just stood still, made another move, a very simple move.

Holding the long sword, he just took a small step to the right, and then made a wrong move with his left foot. In this way, he took a tentative step and stood in front of Jianmeng Zongheng slightly to the right.

That meaning couldn't be more obvious, brother has already told you the direction in advance, what to do next is entirely up to you.

How did he know that because of his action, Jianmeng Zongheng, who thought he was calm at first, suddenly felt a pain in the ass.

"Is he really going to kill me from the right?"

During the five seconds of looking at each other, Jianmeng Zongheng was full of such thoughts.Looking at Jianmeng Zongheng's somewhat helpless eyes, Lin Fei did nothing but turned his head slightly, gave Luo An'an a meaningful look, and gave her a victory gesture.

Obviously, his psychological tactics have succeeded.

Fifteen minutes ago, Luo An'an, a half-cooked loli, was about to cry, but now, with Xu Yao's comfort and Lin Fei's domineering performance, the child's mood naturally improved.

"Brother Fei...you must work hard..."

At this moment, Luo Anan said calmly in his heart.

On the other hand, the wretched Wang Dao and Xia Jin are not idle either. As a coquettish archer, the ID of the wretched Wang Dao is not for nothing. Facing the phantom contract and the group of swordsmen, this fellow interprets his wretched style. To the extreme.

If it is said that kite tactics are the basic tactics commonly used by the archer profession, then the group P method that Wretched King Dao is using now can probably be called high-level kite tactics.

It can be left absolutely not right, it can be simple and not complicated, and every move is precise and in place. With the two skills of double shot and precision shooting, plus the powerful boost of mental switching, this guy's attack ability has been improved by more than one level .

What's even more speechless is that whenever a group of sword alliance and phantom contract tried to catch up with this guy by running wildly, they found that their movement speed was very tragic.

You can't beat him, and you can't run away. Isn't this a complete lie?

At this point, the players of Phantom Contract and Sword League are about to collapse.

On the other hand, Xia Jin, an ice mage, is also quite capable. High-level mages are like a fish in water when dealing with physics-based professions such as assassins and warrior archers.

The ice magic attack bonus of up to 200% is so domineering. The two skills of Ice Wind Spike and Ice Blade Storm shine brilliantly. With one pass, they have already cleared this crowded blind spot into a vacuum.

At this moment, apart from Xia Jin, the wretched Wang Dao, and the two girls who had already retreated to the side, there were only four people left in the arena who were really willing to fight.

Phantom Moyuan, Jianmeng Zongheng, Lin Fei, and another unknown warrior player.

Just at this moment, a conversation came from behind Wretched Fei.

"It's very strange, uncle..."

"What's wrong, Jin'er?"

"Have you noticed that although Ice Blade Storm and Ice Wind Spike are not full-map skills, but when I waved my staff to send out Ice Blade Storm just now, that man just moved to the left three steps in a row to avoid the attack... It's not scientific..."

"Hmm...it's nothing, I noticed it too, it's okay, maybe that man just has a good observation ability and luck..."

Xia Jin looked solemn: "It's just luck, what if it's not?"

After Xia Jin said this, the wretched and kingly way was not calm: "If not, it means that this guy has already judged the attack trajectory of the ice blade storm in advance. If so, then this man is too scary."

Lin Fei, who was so focused on PK, naturally didn't have the time to listen carefully to this conversation, but that didn't mean he didn't have his own feelings.

"Have you seen enough, let me declare first, don't be interested in me, I am a man, I like women, I can have gay friends, but they must be brothers at the same time, unfortunately you probably can't be my brother, so I don't treat you interest……"

"Lin Fei...you..."

After some blows, Lin Fei didn't forget to add a sentence: "Okay, I've seen enough to say..."

I don't know what's wrong with me. At this moment, Jianmeng Zongheng, who always thought he was very calm, suddenly said two words:

"enough……"

After being translated by Lin Fei's brain cells, these two words formed a basic concept: "Yes, I have seen enough..."

So, without waiting for Jianmeng Zongheng's reaction, Lin Fei's combat boots flashed, and directly followed the tentative step just made to the right side of Jianmeng Zongheng.

When it comes to what it says, the man said that the right side is fucked to death, and he will never play the left side sneak attack.

In an instant, Jianmeng Zongheng found that he could no longer catch Lin Fei's figure, and this guy didn't even leave him with a mere afterimage.

Lin Fei's mobility advantage as a high agility swordsman was brought into play again.

What's even more outrageous is that when he came back to his senses, Jianmeng Zongheng found that he had been stunned in place.

"Breaking attack!"

"Extreme blade!"

Pals' blood blade crossed a strange arc, and fell directly on Jianmeng Zongheng's neck, bringing out a damage figure of more than 700 points.

But that's enough.

The tyrannical part of Jue Ren's fatal attack broke out again. Under the clean combo, Jianmeng Zongheng fell limply to the ground and went directly to see Marx.

"Two more..."

Don't look at Jianmeng Zongheng at all, the next second, Lin Fei's fiery gaze has locked on Phantom Moyuan.

If eyes could kill, Phantom Moyuan would have died 100 times.

"Brother Moyuan, you have seen...the person who touched me will end up like this, and the person who moved us, Feiyu, will be the same..."

The expression on Phantom Moyuan's face was indescribable.

Nima, this handsome man in front of me, he killed all the brothers he brought, without even sweating, the hatred in Phantom Moyuan's heart, I really shouldn't listen to the instigation of Jianmeng Zongheng, this guy just said a word Turning around in a circle of flickering, it turned out to be this kind of virtue.

It has to be said that men's minds are sometimes much weirder than women's. Faced with a person who seems destined to kill him, Phantom Moyuan has no grievances, but in his heart he hates the sword alliance as an ally.

Of course, Lin Fei didn't think about the mood of Phantom Demon Abyss. This time, he directly threw out the Spirit Blade Chain Slash.

Just when he thought the matter was about to end like this, an unexpected change happened.

As soon as the three consecutive strikes of the spirit blade were swung out, Phantom Moyuan directly entered the stealth state.

"Whoosh!"

In just half a second, the product disappeared into the air.

After 10 seconds, the fierce battle in the field regenerates!

"brush!"

A bloody luster flashed, and an assassin in leather armor suddenly appeared in front of him, with daggers interlaced in both hands, and fell directly at a strange angle!

"Tear + normal attack!"

Lin Fei could see clearly that the skill of tearing was a typical two-stage attack, plus a normal attack would be a three-hit combo. As an assassin, the instant output speed could reach this level, which was already impressive.

Unfortunately, it's still a little bit slow.

Moreover, this attack mode is still a bit worse than Shangguan Yunfei's four-strike combo before, and the attack power is not so scary.

The first blow of tearing was parried by Lin Fei like lightning. Even so, after two attacks, this guy still lost more than 800 points of blood.

Even though he was very confident in himself, when he saw this kind of damage, Wretched Fei was still in a cold sweat. There was nothing he could do about it. After all, tearing was also the assassin's first-rank signature skill, which had a certain degree of defense-ignoring attack effect.

Under the crisis, he reacted quickly, turned the long sword in his hand obliquely, and Pars's blood blade smashed down on Phantom Moyuan's chest with the power of flames!

"Red Front Slash!"

"1764!"

He didn't even use the burning effect, just relying on basic damage was enough to kill the Phantom Demon Abyss.

"Fantasy is indeed a fantasy..."

These were the last words Phantom Moyuan said before kneeling down.

Fortunately for him, he got a wretched response right away.

"That's right, Lin's wood is more beautiful than Lin's, and he has a fantasy..."

After saying this, Lin Fei smiled contentedly, and was about to turn around when he heard a sentence.

"I got angry, pretended to be forced, and my sister comforted me, how about it...my friend, enough..."

A simple sentence is enough to focus Lin Fei's attention.

The eyes as deep as the ocean seemed to be able to see through everything, and after a while, Wretched Fei also looked at him without stage fright.

1 minute later.

"Damn...that look...Nimma...you actually popped up...It seems that the rumors are not all nonsense..."

That's right, just as Lin Fei said, just when he taught a group of soil turtles a lesson and was about to leave with a few MMs, an old acquaintance appeared.

It never occurred to him that this man, the man he had been paying attention to and worrying about all this time, would actually be in the ranks of Phantom Contract and Sword League.

Still the same sentence, the world is big, but the world is also small. In our lifetime, even gay friends can meet each other on narrow roads, let alone not gay friends?