I have to say that the machine gun that Ye Hen lifted out today is indeed destructive. Looking at the broken sword under his feet like a tiger going down the mountain, Ye Hen was really worried about the Tianhuo people who were fighting stubbornly.

Although the fire-powered turret groups headed by the flame tattoo are fierce, they will change their colors when they use their unique skills. The earth is shaking. The ice, fire, thunder and lightning are mixed together. It seems extremely terrifying, but in fact the attack on the broken sword is not enough to pose an effective threat to others...

Even if you don't mention how many attacks can hit Canjian's erratic figure, don't forget that this old guy is a real lord-level boss, and he is also a peak-level lord. His blood volume is so strong that it is beyond everyone's imagination.

Even Ye Hen, who was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight on the tree, was shocked when he saw the scattered sword with no blood in the wind and rain. This old guy who should have entered the twilight years of age, could actually be comparable to the Titan Lord, who had destroyed the three thousand main forces of the Tianhuo. His vigorous vitality made people sigh!

Not only that, the destructive ability of the remnant sword is far superior to that of the Titan Lord and the lord-level beasts who only rely on their strong bodies to attack. The old man's thin body seemed to hide endless power. No matter how the sword energy between his fingers was spilling freely, he was still breathless and calm, and from beginning to end he had a sword fairy style that was casually strolling in the garden.

Compared with the various magical magics that were extremely shocking in visual effects released by Tianhuo Liaoyuan, the invisible cold sword energy was obviously more than one step higher. If the sword of the broken sword was pointed out, a large area would fall down and collapse to the ground and turn into cold corpses, which could not even dodge and defense.

However, it is hard to believe that Ye Hen, who had been watching the dog biting his mouth, seemed a little impatient, "Oh no. It's been almost twenty minutes, and Tianhuo Liaoyuan has only suffered losses of thousands of people. If you continue to kill at this speed, even if the game time is over, this old man can't kill all these countless members of the Tianhuo. What a Sword Sect Venerable is really useless!"

It’s not that Ye Hen is greedy and swallows the elephant, but that the sky is already dark now, and it’s only more than an hour before the end of the game. Although the strength of the Jianjian is powerful, it can’t stand the sky and the fire is rampant. There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers and generals, even if they stand there and don’t kill him, I’m afraid it will be difficult to kill before the game ends.

"Damn it, the golden cicada will soon fail to escape. I'm going to use that move. As long as I use the move I used in the palace in the morning, it's not a matter of being able to destroy the mobs in front of me. Damn, what are you waiting for!" Looking at the stalemate below, Ye Hen could no longer sit still. You have to know that even if he safely broke through the blockade line of Tianhuo Lanyuan, there were two armies of the tyrannical heaven and earth and the Arc de Triomphe waiting for him. The golden cicada can only use it once a day to escape. Even if he barely holds over today, it will be difficult to bear tomorrow.

However, no matter how anxious Ye Hen was, he could only shout silently in his heart, not daring to make a sound, so as not to alarm the old guy and fail.

"If you have a big move like Feixian in the sky, you must take action yourself. Stupid old man!" The so-called emperor is not anxious, the eunuch is anxious, the people on the boat are not anxious, the people on the shore are anxious, and the people on the shore are talking about Ye Hen now.

No matter how he used his eyes that were dying, he slashed the broken sword below, but he always looked free and relaxed, as if he was just playing with the group of unopening mobs in his hands, disdaining to use the flying immortals from the sky, which was enough to determine the universe in one move.

No one knew. Just when Ye Hen was sighing that the broken sword was really famous, he had been paying attention to the battle situation ahead and was already anxious like an ant on a hot pan, and even forgot the command orders he used to war.

In less than twenty minutes, thousands of Tianhuo elites died in the hands of the old man in white in front of him, and the number continued to grow and was completely out of his control.

The fire tattoo was bleeding in his heart. An old man who came out of nowhere was so fierce. He fought tens of thousands of ordinary masters who could rank first-class even in the whole game with his own strength. He was extremely relaxed. He took a casual move and caused the casualties to reach four digits...

Invincible in melee combat, invincible in range, invincible in health, and even agility is a top-notch existence!

The Flame Tattoo really wants to slap himself hard. How could he order a war with such a pervert? He is just a bug-like existence and is not something that players can compete at this stage. Could it be that his IQ was also pulled to the same situation as him by the little beast Pirate Head?

As soon as he thought of this, the flame tattoo in his contemplative body was shocked. He immediately made up his mind and shouted regardless of his face: "This old man is not something that players at this stage can fight against. All brothers obey orders and retreat. The mage is in front, leaving a part of the melee behind the palace to retreat!"

Almost without saying anything, the Flame Tattoo waved her hand firmly and led her left and right to crawl into the dark woods. Her escape speed was so fast that she was first-class.

As soon as his order was issued, many members of the Tianhuo present, especially those melee professions on the front line who were holding their heads and entangled with the broken sword, were stunned. Obviously, they could not turn their minds for a moment and could not keep up with the pace of the retreating army.

It was not until several members of the Tianhuo who were caught again that these scared melee professions reacted one after another, leaving a group of people behind the palace, and then fled into the woods in shame, with a lineup in a mess and a defeated army.

"It's really not powerful. I can't hold on so quickly, it's useless." On the pine tree, Ye Hen looked at the members of the Tianhuo who were retreating like a tide below, and couldn't help but curse secretly. "If I go to sneak attack the flame tattoo now, I should be 90% sure I can succeed, but with Canjian, this old man, will always get in the way, and I'm afraid that it will be a big mistake."

He murmured to himself, Ye Hen's expression was thoughtful, "Well, let him go for the time being today, the heartache is still behind, that guy deserves more damn than him!"

After making a difficult choice, Ye Hen turned his eyes back from the black crowd in the woods and continued to look at the old man in white who was still killing all directions.
Chapter completed!