Fading God Card

Chang Yong was secretly startled.

Let's just talk about the support in charge of replenishing blood, the amount of milk is unheard of, and even in the continuous damage of almost a hundred per second, the front row whose life value is not much compared to the opponent's is kept!

At the most dangerous time, their lives are only in single digits. Once they make a mistake, the shield will be destroyed and all groups will be wiped out!

But looking at their appearance, where was there any panic?

And their output is not bad at all. They can kill an apostle with more than 50,000 HP in a short moment, which is not something ordinary teams can do!

He didn't doubt at all that as long as their speed was a little slower, the remaining attacks would be blocked by the Ice Well that reacted with icicles!

At that time, once Ba Zhan, who has the cover of the ice well, can fight them in close combat, they will still be wiped out!

"Don't be surprised, this is the dungeon group of the Card Hunter Alliance. They know the characteristics of non-human creatures clearly and know how to kill them efficiently, which is completely different from us." The widow sister sighed.

In fact, in terms of personal strength, the elites of the Card Hunter Alliance are very strong. After all, they are trained by using very cruel methods and raising Gu.

Among the newcomers like Jiang Wenming this time, only Wang Henry and Anda were able to enter this dungeon group. One can imagine how high their elimination rate is.

But this doesn't make Sister Widow and the others afraid. After all, they are not in vain in terms of personal strength. What they feel is the sensitivity of the members of the Card Hunter Alliance.

It is also many-to-one. It took the people of the City Alliance to figure out the skill characteristics and weaknesses of the wind bird at the cost of almost annihilation, and then look at the people of the Card Hunter Alliance.

They made the most correct judgment almost just after the fight, which minimized their risk!

He actually knew that when using the ice well to drop icicles, Ba Zhan's actions would be restricted to formulate tactics, and he also accurately judged that there must be a gap period for the ice well to release the icicles.

If it were her, even if she could see through this point, she might not be able to use it so perfectly!

"It seems that the Card Hunter Alliance has tactical data against all kinds of non-human beings, that is, the NPCs they talk about. It's not a rumor." Guijiuxian laughed.

"NPC?"

Chang Yong and the others looked at the members of the Card Hunter Alliance who had safely exited the field, and now they touched the corpses there. Do you really think this is a game?

No, not right!

This was originally a game, a killing game constructed with the real world!

Those who failed to adapt should be them!

Even Jiang Wenming began to realize something when he saw this, as if he felt that he had caught something, but he couldn't think of it after thinking about it.

But the last remaining group of battles should also be over.

I saw the clown and Hua Zhong standing firmly in place, staring at each other, no matter how much their companions died, they couldn't make them move. It wasn't until Ba Zhan died that the clown violently rubbed his hands. Rubbing his eyes, he jumped up in place exaggeratedly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Hua Zhong clasped his hands and stared at the clown jumping around.

"Cut, it's boring! But since they're all dead, it's time for me to finish my mission. See you in hell, General Hua."

The clown looked around, suddenly smiled, took out a small knife and wiped his own neck.

Hearing a barking sound, a gust of blood surged exaggeratedly.

"Fuck! What is he doing? You don't have to do it if you can't beat him?" Pan Xuanyu's eyes widened.

"No, no, look at General Hua's neck!"

"What?!"

Pan Xuanyu took a closer look, and found that Hua Zhong's neck also had a gash, and bright blood was slowly flowing.

"Is this... retaliation?" Jiang Wenming frowned.

"No, anti-injury is to bounce back the damage. He is making the other party suffer the same damage as him. It is damage synchronization!"

Sure enough, the clown seemed to get excited when he saw the blood flowing from Hua Zhong's neck, and he picked up the knife and slashed his arm a few times, jokingly.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, although you couldn't make me 100% coherent because of your nasty tiger, you have to bear 20% of the damage I received! I have 100,000 blood, how much do you have? ? Jie Jie Jie!"

While laughing wildly, the clown kept scratching his body with that ridiculous little fruit knife, and Hua Zhong's straight clothes began to ooze out streams of blood gradually.

"General Hua!"

A sentry guard beside General Diao seemed a bit impatient, and took a step forward, but was immediately stared back by General Diao.

"What's the hurry, he is the soul of the Huahu, this kind of small scene can't kill him! Give me an honest warning!"

The sentry gritted his teeth, but finally stood back in the queue, and General Diao squinted his eyes to watch the battle off the field.

At this time, Hua Zhong's body was covered with blood. Judging from the blood strips on his head, he couldn't last long at all, and the clown seemed to be tired from playing. He touched his neck that was still spurting blood, and then licked it.

"Hmph! You have such a strong will, and you won't waver. I thought I could still see your panicked side. Forget it, let's stop playing, let's get on the road!"

After all, the clown suddenly raised the knife high and pointed it at his heart!

If this was true, even the best hemostatic medicine would not be able to save Hua Zhong, and at this moment, Hua Zhong finally moved.

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly snorted.

"Roar!"

A tiger's roar sounded suddenly behind him, and the giant white tiger as big as a tank roared over Hua Zhong's head and rushed towards the clown.

The clown grinned when he saw this, stopped raising the knife, and clapped his palms on the spot: "Yes, yes, yes! That's it! This is the fun! Come, come, bite here!"

As he said that, he directly stretched his head forward, as if saying to Juhu, please enjoy it slowly.

Sure enough, the giant tiger lived up to his expectations, opened its mouth wide and bit it violently, only heard a puff, only half of the clown's body was left on the spot, and fell down in vain.

"Dead? General Hua?" Chang Yong stared.

Doesn't this Hua Zhong know that he will die if he does this?

Sure enough, in the next second, Hua Zhong's waist seemed to be cut open, spurting out a lot of blood, and looking at his pale lips, it was obvious that he had lost too much blood!

But when Chang Yong was surprised, the half of the clown body that fell on the ground suddenly slapped, like a snake shedding its skin, and his upper body grew out again!

"Clang! I'm back again! Do you miss me, audience?"

The clown jumped a few times exaggeratedly on his big leather shoes, but soon frowned:

"Huh? Why aren't you dead yet?"