Chapter 1582: 1 Fist Collapse, 12 Dead, Breaking the Army and Bombing the Fist

"I choose two!"

Qin Luosheng didn't wait for the goods to finish, and said indifferently.

"Uh……"

The skinny monkey warrior who had a strong desire to perform was suddenly choked and stared at Qin Luosheng blankly. The second finger had just popped out, and the words must be threatening words in his mouth were not spoken, and he was abrupt. Being gagged in my mouth, I couldn't go up or down, it was very uncomfortable.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

The skinny monkey warrior felt the various gazes coming from around him, and suddenly he really felt like a monkey being played with. He likes the attention, but he doesn't like the current attention, which makes him feel like a monkey. Guan's shame and anger, so immediately blushed with anger, he directly pulled out the saber from his waist and pointed at Qin Luosheng.

"It's just you?" Qin Luosheng sneered, with contempt and contempt in his eyes, and said in a loud voice, "It's not worthy!"

? ? ?

You are so kind.

Is it because the current scattered players are too good, or is it that I can't lift a knife?

Does it float like that?

Do you really think of Lao Tzu as a poor and happy player watching here?

I really thought that this group of trash can't do anything for you, then others will have nothing to do with you. Do you think that Laozi is the best in the world?

"The XX gang belongs to me, go to me and catch that kid!" The skinny monkey warrior said angrily: "First beat him to death, take good care of his stinky mouth, remember, you must be killed. , I want to live!"

Immediately.

There was a line of people standing behind the skinny monkey warriors. There seemed to be about 20 to nearly 30. It should be a small team. It seems that the tacit understanding of the march must be frequent. Divide into three teams.

This combination is the most common, and it is also the most common configuration of major forces, various schools, and various companies.

A minimum of five people, or a minimum of ten people, and then increase in multiples. A slightly larger small team has a hundred people, and it can be pushed flat by the number of people in the wild. It doesn't matter if the dungeon is divided, it is a group!

"What a bunch of idiots!"

Just as everyone was standing there, waiting for the next good show, most of them were waiting with relish to see how the arrogant Desert Guyan was hanged and beaten and how the scene ended.

Suddenly.

They imagined that they were at an absolute disadvantage, either being liquidated or the man who chose to join, actually spoke first, and the opening was a "quatrain", fierce yuppie!

"Forget it, let you self-righteous frogs at the bottom of the well, take a good look at how vast this world is! Your so-called pride, so-called reliance, so-called complacency, how ridiculous, how - vulnerable! "

Too arrogant.

The teammates of those skinny monkeys who just wanted to play, who were just playful, instantly became angry.

This Nima completely ignored them!

Do you really think they are some kind of cat or dog?

To know.

They are all second-tier elites!

Now the super-first line is the group of bigwigs over level 85, that is, about a dozen, led by Weeping Soul, and level 86 dominates!

The first line is the level of 80 to 85, which cannot be counted, there are many, the number is at least one million, maybe more than that, of course, the people who have just reached level 80 must occupy more than 80 or 90!

And they!

Relying on the resources given by the forces behind him, and the privileges of this position, there are many unspecified players who want to join, and they have gained a lot of benefits. Now they are not much different from the elite masters in the gang.

At least.

In terms of level, it has reached about level 78, and the equipment is not bad, most of which are epic, and there are enhancements, one or two, the worst is gold, and the enhancement also keeps up, there is the existence of flash +7!

It was a group of 30 people and three teams of 10 people. The occupations were distributed reasonably. In addition, they had been fighting together for a long time. Not only did they communicate with each other, but they also had a tacit understanding.

The boy in front of him, called Da Mo Guyan, doesn't know what is good or bad.

To be still provoking them is really utterly illiterate, I don't even know how to write the dead words!

"Is this all of you?"

Originally there were only three players who stood up, but Qin Luosheng's words made twelve people stand up. All of them were melee professionals. Except for the cumbersome shield warriors, all the mad war thieves rushed forward.

According to their so-called pride, killing chickens with ox-slaughtering knives should not be so exciting, but Qin Luosheng's words made them very angry, and they wanted to slap the stinky face that seemed indifferent but was actually extremely arrogant.

"Breaking the Army - Bombing Fist!"

The horse bowed, Qin Luosheng charged slightly, punched indifferently, and hit the front.

Vacuum boxing, fist strength burst.

This is a boxing technique of the King of Fighters, which is a skill. The longer the charging time, the greater the damage. The maximum charging time is five seconds, and the damage can reach a maximum of 300%. The bombing punch must be a range of AOE damage.

To deal with a mere group of "weak" mad wars and thieves, do you need to charge up? If it weren't for the skills that should be like this, it must be stored up, Qin Luosheng even wanted to instantly cast!

Now.

The 0.5-second charge is the lowest, which is already giving them face.

With the abnormal attributes of his crying soul, even regular damage can instantly kill more than each of them, not to mention attacks with skill damage blessings.

"Boom..."

A loud sound like a bomb exploded, a punch was thrown, the wind was blowing, and a deep ravine suddenly appeared in front of Qin Luosheng's fist.

The green smoke rose from the broken ground, and the twelve idiots who were just rushing forward have disappeared, and one after another white light seems to be rushing to the sky, and they returned to the city for free to report, leaving a trace. A lot of star-lit equipment is "telling" what happened just now.

"hiss……"

Countless breathless voices kept appearing, and the number of players present had increased to tens of thousands. Witnessing this outrageous scene with their own eyes, most of them were stunned, and their bodies subconsciously reacted instinctively. He made his own contribution to the warming of the Destiny Continent and the temperature rise in the Linhai Snowfield.

"who are you?"

One punch kills 12 partners of the same level as himself, and it is not crispy. Even if it does not have the most defensive shield, it is a solid melee combat, much harder than magic long-range crackers. Now However, he was completely smashed by a single skill. This kind of strength is simply terrifying, at least it is only possessed by the top masters of the elite wasteland pioneering groups behind their own forces.

This time.

The thin monkey was a little panicked.

99% of the casual players are very good, there is no way, you can’t compete alone, you can form a team to help each other, or even a group of people in the same gang, they communicate with each other, learn from each other, whether it is resource acquisition or other, There is absolutely no comparison.

The loose players that Thin Monkey had contacted before were all like this, and most of them had begged him. They wanted to use his relationship and the power in his hands to enter the gang established by the forces behind him. It made him have an illusion, that is, the scattered players are all garbage and licking dogs!

Now.

A real dragon appeared in the group of snakes, and it was a Muggle in an instant.