"kill!"

Luo Shen's figure appeared like a ghost, slashed out the short sword, killing two wood-supporting players in seconds, and then rushing in the crowd like a ghost.

"The city gate is broken, brothers, go in!"

"Run!"

Outside the city gate, in addition to the 300 people who followed Zhan Feng, there were many Chinese players rushing over.

Unfortunately, there are so many Fumu players who surrounded them, that there are only more than 10,000 Chinese players who rushed over in the end... This is not easy. According to the news released by the "Miracle" China Forum, there are six or seven million Chinese scattered people who invaded Fumu in this national war. However, because the blue teleportation array is randomly transmitted, these players are all scattered on the major maps of Fumu.

Some people appeared directly in the wild monster refresh area, and the advanced wild monster refresh area. As a result, before they encountered the encirclement of Fumu players, they died at the hands of the advanced wild monsters.

Some people got lost in the map and have not yet run out of the woods.

Similarly, some people gathered to go to the Indra Palace, and some people sneaked into other main cities in Fumu to wait for an opportunity to destroy the buildings in other main cities.

However, more people died in the encirclement of Fumu players, and it was already good that they could gather in the Jingshen Temple for more than 10,000 people.

At this time, more than ten thousand people gathered together and rushed into the city gate frantically.

Behind them, more than 100,000 Fumu army surrounded them, and there were many Fumu defenders blocking the road in the city gate in front... Almost as soon as they broke into the city gate, these Chinese players were blocked from front and back and instantly fell into a place of death.

"Brothers, fight with them!"

"There are only Chinese souls who died in battle, and no Chinese people who are afraid of death!"

"Road forward, kill one enough money, kill two people to make money!"

"Boss Zhanfeng, we can't rush over, we're afraid we can't attack the stone pillars of the Jingshen Temple... Sorry, we can't help!"

Chinese players died in battle. At this moment, everyone put everything aside. They didn't care about the level of death, nor did they care about what equipment would explode after death... They just wanted to do their best to destroy the Mu garbage in front of them, and dye their battle robes red with the enemy's blood.

But similarly, some people are puzzled.

The God of Luo appeared!

Zhanfeng appeared!

But what about Feng Xiu? I heard that she did not go to the Indra Palace. Where is she? Why didn’t she come to Jingshen?

No one complained about Feng Xiu. Even if she didn't come, no one would say that she had no national glory. Feng Xiu had just entered Fu Mu and destroyed Yamata Orochi, but no one was qualified to say about her.

In the minds of many Chinese players, the reason why Feng Xiu did not come was definitely doing other things, and it must be related to the national war...

......

More than ten miles away from the Jingshen Temple, Feng Xiuzheng stood on a small hill.

The white gauze dress moved with the wind, and a pair of red embroidered shoes wrapped their feet. His face was blushed and pink. Through the slightly open collar, you could see a red bellyband... Cough cough, I've said too much!

At this time, Feng Xiu was holding the Xuanyuan bow in his hand, lifting the long bow, and an energy arrow condensed on the bowstring.

I saw his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were shining with stars, looking at the direction of China from afar.

"The battle at Diaoyu Peak is in full swing, and Fumu's players have already reached the middle of the mountain... The eight camp alliance army is indeed elite. Although the Diaoyu Peak defenders are more numerous, it is not easy to block them!"

Feng Xiu said to himself: "Now is the critical moment of the decisive battle. If I destroy Jiro Mitsui at this time, the eight camp alliance army will be without a leader and become a piece of loose sand... And the commander's tragic death, the army's morale will definitely plummet, and even the Fumu defenders of Indra and Yasukami will be affected."

After saying that, Feng Xiu's arrow slowly turned around and aimed at the location of the Jingshen Temple.

After mobilizing the Qianli Killing skill, Feng Xiu's arrows can lock any player on the big map. Through this ability, he can also detect some general information on all parts of the big map.

"Slaying the Wind? Luo Shen?"

Feng Xiu raised his eyebrows: "It's amazing... Unfortunately, there are too many defenders in Jingshen, and the nearly 10,000 Chinese players who gathered in the past cannot help. If they continue, they will be in danger!"

"Well? Zhan Feng used the possession of the True Lord of Xiansheng? He also learned the skill of Dharma Heaven and Earth? When he fought with me, there was no possession of Dharma Heaven and Earth!"

Feng Xiu couldn't help but exclaim, and after a few seconds, the longbow turned again and aimed at the direction of the Huaxia Fishing Peak again.

"Mitsui Jiro, your time has come... Go and die!"

A thousand miles of kill!

Whoosh!

The next moment, the arrow broke through the air!

As soon as the arrow flew out, it broke through the space and disappeared.

......

China, Fishing Peak.

The battle between the offensive and defense was extremely fierce. The players of the eight major camp alliances were all elites, and they were specially selected for this national war. Among them, there were no three-list masters from various countries, and even many hidden professions came... Although there were many Chinese players defending Diaoyu Peak, the number far exceeded that of the eight major camp alliances, even so, they were killed by them to the hillside.

Perhaps it won't take long before the eight major camp alliances can reach the barrier at the peak and then destroy the barrier... Once they occupy the top of the Diaoyu Peak and continue to occupy more than 30 minutes, then this national war mission will be considered a victory.

The victory of the National Battle is the glory of Fumu District, but it is also a shame for Chinese players... The hatred left over from history and the hostility buried in the bones of Chinese players will never allow such a thing to happen.

In the eight major alliance camps, Jiro Mitsui was in charge of the central army and laughed loudly as he watched the battle ahead.

"Haha, what's the use of having too many people? How can you stop our eight camp alliances?"

Jiro Mitsui shouted: "Eight major camp alliances, every player is carefully selected. He is a top-notch master, and is definitely not comparable to ordinary players... How can you understand the power of the eight major camps?"

"Almost all the Chinese masters went to Fumu. I heard that Zhan Feng and Luoshen were trapped in Jingshen. Only Feng Xiu disappeared after entering Fumu. No strong people were in charge. It was even more difficult for you to block the eight major camps... Kill!"

In this battle, both sides were not sure of their casualties.

Nearly one million people have died in the eight major camps, but more people have died in China, and it is said that more than three million people have died... There is no way. As Mitsui Jiro said, the eight major camps are all elites, and 90% of the people left behind in China are ordinary players, and some players are less than level 30.

At the top of Diaoyu Peak, Yan Feng's face looked extremely ugly, and he was sending messages one after another through the friend column.

"The Great Wall guards the army and mobilizes 5 million to support!"
Chapter completed!