Lin Luo looked at the huge team of hundreds of people not far away, but did not retreat at all, but hurriedly followed and hung from behind the killer team.

Keep a safe position carefully and follow up quickly.

Lin Luo no longer wants to capture Fairy Furong. Now, for him, it seems that the killer team's killing Mr. Sanmao is even more attractive to Lin Luo.

Following the killer team, Lin Luo wandered around the sixth floor of the Phoenix Nest for three hours, and finally met Mr. Sanmao and Fairy Hunting in a northeast corner of the Phoenix Nest.

"Come on?" Lin Luo stood on a sycamore tree in the distance and said to the two teams he had already met.

At this time, Lin Luo also saw clearly the faces of most people standing in this killer team, especially after seeing the tall and thin God-Sheng Soldier, Lin Luo also confirmed his thoughts. The person he met yesterday was the person in front of him.

In front of this team, there are several sturdy masters standing. The prefixes of each of these people are named after the God of War, some are called the God of War Breaking the Wind, some are called the God of War Qianyu, and the person in the head is even named the God of War No. 1.

"God of War Team, where did this team come out?" Lin Luo said with surprise.

Just as Lin Luo stood on the tree and looked at the people who had met in the distance leisurely. At this time, the battle had been completely unfolded. The war god team did not say too much to Mr. Sanmao and the others. As soon as they met, they directly started to launch a fierce attack on Mr. Sanmao's six-person team.

A brilliant spell light suddenly sounded, and a magic skill quickly covered Mr. Sanmao and others.

As the battle started, Mr. Sanmao and others quickly launched their own counterattacks. The light of special stunts instantly blasted out. Mr. Sanmao, who was in charge, also launched his most violent attack, taking his own mutant phoenix and mutant mermaid, quickly rushed towards the battle group ahead.

Lin Luo has also experienced Mr. Sanmao's strength. This person's strength is enough to rank among the top five in the entire Fantasy Westward Journey. Even Lin Luo has a headache when he faces Mr. Sanmao.

Now, Mr. Sanmao took the lead in bombarding and killing. The fan in his hand kept waving out a series of fan beams. Every time the fan beam passed by, it always brought a bright red number. Some players with slightly average strength had no room for resistance after being bombarded by the fan beam.

In addition to Mr. Sanmao, a man behind Mr. Sanmao was also chanting his spell quickly. Suddenly, a fierce spell had already been blasted out. The phantom of the dragon suddenly rushed out, and a loud roar was made, and it was already rushing towards the people below.

As the phantom passed by, several people were immediately overturned by the phantom, and bright red numbers appeared on each of them, and their blood volume suddenly dropped by a huge margin.

The player who suddenly burst out the dragon-shaped phantom skill is the deputy leader of the Zongheng Sihai Gang. However, the Dragon Palace, which is now ranked quite high, among the many Dragon Palace players, the strength of the Night Meteor is enough to rank among the top five.

The performance is far from over, and at this time the remaining four people around Mr. Sanmao also burst out with extremely strong combat abilities.

A short and fat Fangcunshan, who looked like a swordsman, made a seal spell that Lin Luo had never seen before. The talisman was divided into three in the air and directly covered the three people, successfully sealing the three people.

A strong troll king, Lion Camelling, burst out with a loud eagle cry, and one of the signature skills of Lion Camelling also exploded in an instant.

A delicate-faced Wutianji Putuo Mountain has already attached a blood lamp to everyone.

A handsome-faced God-Soldier Wuzhuang Temple has handed over one of the Wuzhuang Temple's skills to blast out in a ruthless manner.

The six players of Mr. Sanmao’s team had already burst out with extremely strong combat power in just a short moment, especially Mr. Sanmao and Dark Night Meteor, who were even more capable of fighting against ten.

In just a moment, Mr. Sanmao's team had killed more than a dozen players in front of them, and wailing sounded constantly, and blood dyed the surrounding land red.

But soon, the God of War team completely reversed the situation. A spell-making spell suddenly fell, and powerful summoning beasts kept rushing forward. In just ten seconds, the group of people had already surrounded Mr. Sanmao and his group.

The team of War Gods, which was surrounded, had a skill like no money, and fell directly towards Mr. Sanmao and his group who were surrounded by Sanmao.

The skills kept falling. Even though Mr. Sanmao and others were really strong, they were still difficult to resist the attacks of nearly a hundred people.

"Mr. Sanmao's team is very powerful, but the number is not enough. Besides, the people from this God of War team, except for those invited, there are guys with the God of War prefix. Although their strength is a little worse than that of Mr. Sanmao and the others, it is not much worse." Lin Luo sat on the tree branch and whispered.

Lin Luo on the tree naturally saw the gap in strength between the two sides at a glance. Mr. Sanmao's team is strong because of his personal strength, while the War God team is strong because of his quantity.

Not to mention Mr. Sanmao and his six-person team, even the eight-person team with the most top combat power in the China Pavilion will probably be difficult to support this God of War team for too long.

Just because there is an absolute advantage in quantity, Mr. Sanmao and others surrounded by him are also becoming less and less powerful.

After two minutes of support, the troll king from Mr. Sanmao's team fell to the ground first, and the blood volume of the rest of the team was also quite unhealthy.

At this time, Mr. Sanmao also let out a roar. The scarlet light in his hand flashed, and a huge fan light and shadow blasted towards the players in front of him. The light and shadow blasted out, and the God of War team immediately screamed.

As soon as the strike was down, several players on the God of War team had no room for reaction and were killed by Mr. Sanmao. At this moment, Mr. Sanmao looked more like a God of War than those guys with the God of War prefix.

Similarly, the remaining five people in Mr. Sanmao's team also poured out their skills one by one.

The dazzling skills were blasting out continuously, and bright red numbers appeared one after another.

The War God team also let out screams, and corpses were poured weakly on the cold floor. Blood kept gushing out.
Chapter completed!