Slave Gods in Online Games

Ziyang Station.

In all directions, the people of the Tang Dynasty charged wildly, and hundreds of thousands of people surrounded the entire Ziyang station. After the two gates of the drunken dream of red dust and the tearful flower guarding failed, all three gates opened!

The entire Ziyang station broke the city almost instantly!

There was a booming sound.

Su Mu could only look back, and then rushed back helplessly.

But the crane of the sky suddenly received the order of Chunchun Feng to retreat at this time, which made the people of the sky crane involuntarily dull.

Just left?

Dingy gone? What does pure wind think?

Wow...

"Come on..."

"Come on..."

Boom boom boom!

Crowds rushed into Ziyang station frantically, almost all of Datang's people rushed in.

At this time, even though Datang was already less than 100,000, there were already as many as 80,000, while Ziyang had less than 5,000 people left.

This gap in the number of people is destined for Ziyang to fail.

Boom!

A few minutes later, all four gates at Ziyang Station were breached.

The players rushed in frantically, and the onlookers rushed up frantically to see what happened.

Xia Feng stepped back and watched the members of Datang rush up frantically.

Countless members of Ziyang were beheaded, and countless people resisted frantically, but the result of resistance was to be killed in seconds, and the number of people was too far apart.

Seeing their brothers being killed one by one, Xia Feng and others had no choice.

In the center of the Ziyang resident square, except for the headquarters lobby, which is still in the hands of Ziyang, the entire resident is all from Datang.

Because the station was at level 6, it was enlarged many times. At this time, all the tens of thousands of people from Datang rushed in. It seemed that Ziyang station was bound to be taken.

"Head Xia, go ahead! Even if you lose, you can't go back!"

"Yeah, go ahead!"

The crowd kept retreating, and the people behind had already squeezed to the entrance of the hall. At this time, the people in Ziyang could not retreat.

The entire station is full of people from Datang World, where else can we retreat?

Xia Feng looked at Ziyang's brother with sweat on his face. At this time, the battle lasted for less than two hours, but it had reached the current stage.

"Brothers, today, Ziyang lost the trade union battle. Even if we lose our station, we can't make the people of Datang feel comfortable. Everyone, give me all weapons!"

Wow...

The war is like this. At this time, 90% of Ziyang members have no energy, and the long-range professions are almost dead. Therefore, at this time, they are almost all melee professions, and the battle can only be hand-to-hand combat.

The people of Datang rushed in and surrounded the five thousand people in Ziyang, without any hesitation at all, it was a long-range attack directly!

The blasting skills instantly exploded in the Ziyang resident center, and the entire Ziyang team was surrounded by skills, and countless people were killed in seconds again.

For a time, there were less than two thousand members of Ziyang.

"Flush!"

"kill!"

"Go!"

All the people rushed up crazy.

Countless people were slashing and killing with ordinary attacks with their weapons madly without energy. However, even this couldn't change the current situation.

Proud God stood among the crowd and waved again.

Countless remote professions are ready for skills again.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

The suppression of the number of people couldn't save the situation at all, so when Xia Feng and others charged, they were bombarded by long-range skills again.

Ziyang, there were hundreds of people left in an instant.

This situation seemed to have been expected long ago, and the survivors of Ziyang could only persist.

Proud God will not give Ziyang a chance to breathe like last time, so he waved again.

Another wave of skills flew over.

Xia Feng and others stood there, watching the skill flying, he couldn't help laughing: "As long as there is one person alive, Ziyang will not give up!"

"I would rather die than give up!"

"I would rather die than give up!"

Boom boom boom!

The skills fell again.

The crowd was flooded again.

When the next second, after the skill effects disappear.

In the center of Ziyang, apart from Xia Feng, Fatty Zhang, Nine Ghosts, who turned into a devil with one thought, the only remaining are a few **** Paladins in Ziyang Guild, only a dozen people.

Proud God stood up at this moment, Ziyang had already lost, and the remaining people were no longer a threat.

In just ten seconds, almost all of Ziyang's five thousand people were killed in seconds.

This kind of ending makes people sigh, but there is no way, the suppression of the number of people is fully reflected.

Proud God said: "Rush up and destroy the resident crystal."

A group of Paladins rushed up, thousands of people.

At this time, Xia Feng and others could only look at each other. Datang World didn't seem to put them in their eyes. At this time, Datang didn't forget to humiliate Ziyang?

Xia Feng sneered.

"keep fighting!"

"keep fighting!"

boom!

Boom!

The Paladin's charge directly smashed Xia Feng and others.

At this time, Xia Feng, Fatty Zhang and others had exhausted their energy, and their recovery could not keep up with their use. Coupled with exhaustion, their combat effectiveness was no longer as good as before.

However, even so, everyone attacked frantically.

Xia Feng held a mountain knife, the evil thoughts had no energy to display, he could only slash and slash madly.

"Go to hell!"

Bang!

Puff!

Puff!

"go to hell!"

puff!

Puff!

Boom!

The collision skill retreated Xia Fengchong's steadily, but still did not fall.

Xia Feng stood in front of the crowd like a wolf, waving the mountain knife in his hand frantically.

Pop!

Four or five Paladins came directly to Xia Feng's side.

Then Xia Feng was besieged in it.

Xia Feng looked at them with a laugh.

With his hands tied, Xia Feng suddenly opened his mouth and bit one of them directly.

"what……"

"Oh shit……"

Boom!

"Haha!"

Laughing crazily, Xia Feng rushed out and looked at the people in the world laughing crazily.

"Trap me? I still have hands without weapons, and I still have mouths without hands. If you want to get past here, step on me first!"

Thousands of people's charge had already killed Zhang Fatty and others, but Xia Feng's remaining vitality was still supporting.

Proud God frowned, and then waved: "Long-distance, kill him."

Wow!

Countless remotely used skills again.

At this moment, Xia Feng could only watch those skills fly down. He had no choice but to resist any more. At this time, he could only let the skills fall.

The fierce battle has been considered a win. At least, Ziyang's 20,000 combat strength has resisted Datang for two hours. This is already a miracle.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

The violent charge unfolded again, and Ziyang, how long it can last, is what everyone looks forward to most.