After only three seconds, after a puzzled thought flashed through Zhang Feng's mind, the dungeon base suddenly rushed into a large number of players, yelling about where to run and stopping me.

At a glance, Zhang Feng's mouth opened. These were actually from the Huntian Guild, and the three leading ones were Ximen Chuxue, who had been pkating Zhang Feng for countless times, as well as Huntian Wolf Warrior and Huntian handsome men.

At this moment, the Demon Wing of God had already seen Zhang Feng's existence, so he ran towards Zhang Feng without thinking, and shouted loudly: "Boss Lu, please help me quickly, someone should kill me!"

After hearing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help but hold the earth-level divine weapon in his hand and shouted directly at the Ximen Chuxue who had just chased him: "What's going on? Could it be that the player of my Angel Wings is easy to bully, right?"

Just as the words fell, the God-given Demon Wings had already arrived at Zhang Feng and quickly echoed: "It's so right! The players in Huntian are really bastards, and more than 200 people came to chase me!"

However, Ximen Chuxue had a gray face and retorted with a humming voice: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and hand over the boss's drop! Even your boss will be killed!"

A black line flashed across Zhang Feng's forehead. In fact, hearing this, coupled with Ximen Chuxue's ugly face, he had already guessed the truth.

Unable to help, Zhang Feng turned his head slightly and looked at the Demon Wings of God, and asked in a low voice: "Did you steal someone's stuff?"

"Uh! That's right!"

The Demon Wing of God grabbed the back of his head and nodded as an admission.

But the next second, he quickly explained: "Actually, I didn't plan to rob it, but... I saw Ximen Chuxue, Huntian War Wolf and Huntian Shaman, with only a few life points, and the boss was about to die. Hey, so I took the opportunity to sneak attack..."

"So, you killed all three of them?"

"That's definitely something!" Shen Ci Demon Wings glanced at Zhang Feng strangely and said, "If I don't kill them, how can I steal the boss?"

Zhang Feng was sweating wildly in his heart. This time he finally understood why Ximen Chuxue was so shameless and brought more than 200 people to chase and kill the god-given demon wings.

And in front of Zhang Feng's current presence, his attitude was still so tough.

To be honest, this matter is indeed wrong with God giving Demon Wings. He shouldn't have snatched the bosses of Ximen Chuxue and the other two, and he shouldn't have taken the opportunity to kill them all once.

However, for Zhang Feng, this kind of robbery of monsters and equipment has long been used to it. Even though Zhang Feng knew that it was wrong to give the demon wings to the gods, Zhang Feng still would not plan to let Ximen Chuxue take back their boss and drop it.

With a grin, Zhang Feng quickly pulled the God-given Demon Wings into the team, and glanced at the Death Hurricane and the other three next to him, showing a helpless expression and said, "Hey, there is really no way. It seems that the time for us to brush the dungeon is delayed."

There is no doubt that Hurricane Death, Heimu Cliff and Long Shijiu are not fools. They all heard what Zhang Feng asked the gods about the demon wings.

So, Zhang Feng’s meaning is very obvious. Do you help me kill me?

After about three seconds, Black Wood Cliff and Death Hurricane looked at each other and nodded together.

So, just as the three of them agreed to help kill him, Zhang Feng couldn't help but look at Ximen Chuxue and said, "It's really inexplicable. Who dares to grab the boss in your Ximen Chuxue's hand? I think you should have made a mistake!"

After hearing this, Ximen Chuxue glared at him and almost shouted in anger: "Zhang Sanlu! Don't whine here. This guy named God-given Demon Wings is a member of your Angel Wings. As the president, you will naturally protect him more! Humph, I really left the words today, and all the Angel Wings players who stayed in the dungeon base are going to kill!"

Zhang Feng was sweating wildly in his heart, but he understood Ximen's bloody mood at this moment.

However, as the real president of Angel Wings, if Zhang Feng can be calm in this situation, Zhang Feng may have a problem with his brain.

Furthermore, the failure of the previous copy brushing also made Zhang Feng feel angry.

Therefore, under the agitation of Ximen's words, Zhang Feng couldn't help but curse: "Damn! What are you doing? Are the players of my Angel Wings stupid?"

Just one second after the words fell, Zhang Feng raised the lightning blade in his hand and shouted to all the players in the dungeon base at this moment: "Come on Angel Wings, come here quickly, and other guilds and scattered people will avoid it, otherwise you will not be punished if you kill them by chance!"

So, in a very short time, more than 200 Angel Wings players quickly gathered behind Zhang Feng.

As for Ximen Chuxue, although he did not speak like Zhang Feng, the Huntian players on the dungeon base also consciously leaned towards his side.

After all, no player can still stand by and watch when he sees something happening to his guild.

After about ten seconds, Ximen Chuxue suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, Zhang Sanlu, it seems that you are the real president of Angel Wings, and you don't seem to have much appeal! Tsk tsk, there are only more than 200 people!"

Zhang Feng glared at him and almost cursed again.

In fact, the Angel Wings players who are in the dungeon base are actually not much different from Huntian.

In addition to those who were brushing the dungeons, more than 200 people gathered in the field at this moment.

However, Ximen Chuxue had already brought more than 200 people, so in comparison, they now have more than 400 people, while Zhang Feng only has more than 200 people. It is obvious that he has the advantage in terms of numbers.

The thought flashed, and Zhang Feng couldn't help but say calmly: "The reason why there are many people and great power is not the only one who knows. Sometimes, high quality is the king!"

"Oh? High quality?"

Ximen Chuxue curled his lips disdainfully and said, "To be honest, I really don't know how high your Angel Wings are. It seems that although the players here have already made a second turn, most of them come to brush low-level dungeons because they lack money."

A few black lines flashed across Zhang Feng's forehead, but he still had a shrewd look in his anger.

However, no matter how you appreciate it, Zhang Feng still does what he should do, and he will never change his original intention because of appreciation.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Feng saw that there seemed to be no room for maneuver, so he came to form a group on the spot, directly pulling more than 200 people from Angel Wings into the team, and fire issued an order to attack.

In fact, with such a large number of people, the one who takes action first can definitely take advantage of it.

At this moment, more than 200 people from Angel Wings shouted loudly and rushed towards the players in Huntian.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!