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Melee

"Bang!"

The fierce wave of air echoed around. As the battle continued, the scene became a little chaotic. The four teams continued to attack fiercely around the monsters, and they all attacked from afar. They inevitably began to suffer accidental injuries. However, the warriors on the field tried desperately to suppress their inner counterattacks. Even if they wanted to counterattack, they had to wait for these monsters to kill them.

At this moment, Ye Qinghan could clearly determine that although this ape and monster beast was very small, it was all fourth-grade monster beasts, and all its strength was as high as the peak of the gods. Because under the uninterrupted siege of the crowd, less than half of the one hundred monsters fell, and most of them were not dead. They still grinned on the ground and looked at the people constantly roaring. The wave of air that Ye Qinghan waved attacked the fur of the monkey, and even could only let the monkey lose a few hairs. The defense of this ape and monster beast was extremely powerful.

Of course, no matter how powerful the monster is, it is still a low-level monster. It has no wisdom. It only knows to keep rushing, waving the sharp claws in its hand, and slashing at the warriors in front of it. The air waves that shot from afar from all directions made it extremely difficult for them to go further.

Under the extremely tenacious impact of their fearlessness, several monsters finally approached the warriors of the Yundi tribe. Of course, the warriors of the Yundi tribe are not fools. If they fight melee with monsters, they will not only be injured and killed by monsters, but also bear the firepower of the other three tribes. Although their eyes have become very red, they still strongly suppress their inner impulses and began to wander to both sides.

As soon as I wandered around, the field began to become a little confused. The venue was only so big. It had been accidentally injured just now, and it was even more accidental. So the warriors of the Yundi tribe began to rub against the Fengdi tribe team close to them and the team where Ye Qinghan was. If there was friction, it would bleed and people would die. "" Once people died, the scene became even more chaotic. As soon as the blood bleeded, the smell of blood in the air became stronger, and the blood in everyone's eyes became even stronger...

Finally, the melee broke out unconsciously. Although everyone tried hard to suppress the murderous desire in their hearts and make themselves more awake, this thing was not something they could control. The most serious thing was... when they were killed later, the warriors from the same tribe also began to fight with each other!

"Kill, kill!"

Ye Qinghan's eyes also inevitably turned bloody, but he was extremely confident. At this moment, he was probably the one who was most sober in the field. Although his realm was one of the lowest-level warriors in the field, he was better than experience.

He had entered this state countless times in Yinshajian, and the evil aura in the God-Slaying Sword was extremely fierce, and it poured into his mind almost instantly, extremely domineering. The evil aura here is still slowly and very gentle. Although it had some influence on him, it was not as good as making him crazy.

So, he quietly merged into the beasts, and then aimed at a warrior of the second level of the God General of the Yundi tribe, and continued to attack, causing the warrior's eyes to keep waving the big sword at him, as if he would not give up until he cut him into pieces.

"Good come!"

Ye Qinghan's mouth slightly raised, and his feet kept sliding, because the speed was too fast, he produced afterimages. The invisible mystery of the wind and the mysterious step were connected. Not only was the speed fast, but it was also extremely agile. The small dodging can be said to have reached an extremely terrifying level.

He began to move his body quietly and guide the warrior to move towards the corner of the field. At this moment, most of the warriors were already crazy, but some warriors with strong souls could barely remain awake. They also began to move towards the corner. No matter how powerful you fight in the center of the battlefield, you might be chopped off by random attacks beside you. Even if you are completely trapped in the corner, you can at least fight to the end, and you may not be able to survive.

"Oh my uncle! This is so slim and slutty lady in the reverse battle. If every battle is in such a battlefield, let alone ten consecutive victories, even if you win a hundred consecutive victories, I will be sure!"

Ye Qinghan and the warriors of the Yundi tribe were fighting each other very "evil" in fierce battles. The warrior obviously practiced the laws of the earth and had a very strong defense. Ye Qinghan's soft sword hit him, and he felt like he was chopped on a piece of divine iron, and at most he could only pierce the warrior's armor. Of course, Ye Qinghan didn't want to kill him. If he wanted to kill him, Ye Qinghan could kill him instantly, but he was still extremely difficult and laborious to fight the warrior.

There were forty small team leaders from various tribes sitting outside. Ye Qinghan probably had the ability to become the small team leader, at least they were all elites. And the red hillside was also sitting cross-legged with these five unknown guardians. Ye Qinghan didn't know whether the battle was under the surveillance of these big figures at this moment, so of course he couldn't be too conspicuous at first. As for the later stage, there was nothing he could do. If he didn't show conspicuously, he could only lie on the ground...

While fighting fiercely, Ye Qinghan began to observe the strong people in the field. The strength of the warriors in the field was a bit messy. There were also seven or eight warriors like Ye Qinghan, who were at the first level of the divine general, but now except Ye Qinghan, the rest are all lying on the black and red soil.

There are many peak warriors in the field, and there are more than ten people with extremely powerful attack power, just like empty space. Each time these people attack, they can seriously injure a warrior and fall to the ground, and even directly hit the opponent into minced flesh. The attack power is very terrifying. However, Ye Qinghan doesn't care so much about these more than ten people, and he cares about two of them.

One of them was wearing purple armor and was from the Thunder Emperor Tribe. The man was carrying a blue wooden stick in his hand. He was extremely short, probably only less than 1.4 meters away. But he was extremely eye-catching in the field. Because he had never moved his body and stood in the field. A light blue shield was released on his body, allowing nearby warriors to attack him. If others cut him with a knife, he would hit others with a stick. What was strange is that the warriors next to him attacked his light blue shield, as if they were hitting on water. Not only did the warriors with low attack power, their weapons were bounced out. However, his blue wooden stick could knock out the warriors who attacked him with one blow, and their attack and defense were so powerful that they were scary.

There was another man wearing gray armor, who was from the Rain Emperor tribe, and his defense was so strong that it was frightening. Even if the dozen warriors with strong attack power in the field hit him, they would be knocked out at most. The copyright of the tower reading! In addition, the pirated version will be shaking his head and continued to stand up. He was knocked out dozens of times, but there was no scar on his body. He was like a young strongman who could not be killed.

Half an hour passed, and Ye Qinghan was still fighting happily with the warrior of the Yundi tribe, but there were only a few hundred warriors left in the field. Of course, the remaining ones were all masters. As for the one hundred monsters, they had already been chopped to pieces. The blood on the ground was flowing more and more, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. Inevitably, Ye Qinghan's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Persevere, persevere!"

Ye Qinghan bent his back and roared slightly, but he kept telling himself in his mind that he would hold on for a while. The longer he persisted, the greater his grasp would be. After all, the warriors here are different from those outside, and at this moment these warriors are all in the state of the Crazy Tower ""%Non-Net Demonic. He is not sure whether the evil spirit of the God-Slaying Sword will have a great impact on them.

"Persist...persist...can't hold on!"

Ye Qinghan roared again, and the soft sword in his hand flew away, swept heavily on the chest of the warrior opposite him, forcing him back a few steps, and then retracted the soft sword directly, and appeared in his hand with a long black sword.[.]m《》Reads]

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