A high platform has been built three kilometers behind the Japanese team. The platform is thirty meters high and is built up by craftsmen brought by the Japanese army in the shortest time. Below the platform, there are 300 players of different professions standing there neatly. All of these players' faces are cold and their eyes are very sharp. A discerning person can see that these must be masters among masters, and are by no means comparable to ordinary players.

There were thirteen people standing on the platform, including twelve of them, whose names were all familiar to Japan...

Because, this is the strongest team in Japan... Eternal Sun. All the twelve people in this team are here, including the Japanese No. 1 master "Son of the Sun God".

At that time, the Kusanagi Sword, the royal artifact of Japan's king, was obtained by Ye Tianxie and brought back to China. The "Son of the Sun God" who lost the Kusanagi Sword was punished by zeroing in reputation, and this punishment cannot be cancelled before the Kusanagi Sword is regained. Of course, things are not absolute, and the "Son of the Sun God" still found a way to restore his abilities - Yata Mirror. Therefore, he can stand here today, otherwise he would not even have the qualification to cross his own borders.

In addition to the twelve people of the Eternal Sun, there is another person on the platform. This man is thin and wearing a black tulle head, half of his face is covered, making people unable to see his full picture, but it is enough to judge from the exposed skin that he should be a middle-aged man over fifty years old. At this time, he was holding a high-level telescope and watching the battle situation in front of Tianchen City in the distance.

The Eternal Sun is the most prestigious and strongest team in Japan, and no one can surpass him. But at this time, these twelve people were clearly fighting around him, surrounding the man wearing a tuxedo in the middle like stars holding the moon. The identity of this person...

After a long time, the man wearing a cloak put down his telescope and his face was extremely gloomy. The entire Eternal Sun seemed to feel the change in his breath, and the battle situation in the distance was all in their eyes. They all lowered their heads and no one spoke.

Seeing that the huge team on his side were completely torn apart by such a few people, his face became darker and darker, and his eyes fell straight three kilometers away... Among the troops, the few of them were undoubtedly small, but they were also dazzling, making him feel as if he was staring at the dazzling spark.

"Hmph! You once told me that you will be the strongest team in the world and will smash everything in the debates of various countries... But compared with this Tianhun Mercenary Group, you are a bunch of garbage!! a bunch of shit!!" The man wearing a cloak said in a cold and stiff voice.

In the Japanese continent, which player dares to insult and question the Eternal Sun so much? If so, the encounter would inevitably be the ruthless killing of the Eternal Sun. But this man said such humiliating words, the twelve Eternal Sun..., including the Son of the Sun God, did not say a word, but lowered his head and all breathed carefully.

The man wearing a cloak looked at the battle coldly, his face getting heavier and heavier... The team of only seven people was like a sharp sword of desperation, cutting across the team of ten thousand people. The front end of this sword of desperation was a tall man wearing heavy armor and holding a huge shield. The dark shield released a gleam that people dared not look directly under the dim light hidden under the dark clouds...

At this time, everyone, whether at the scene or in the real world, was watching the people here, and when they looked at him and the heavy shield in his hand, they would feel a heavy sense of oppression in their hearts, as if it was a mountain that could not be shaken...

The man wearing a cloak said in a low voice: "The counterattack of the Tianhun Mercenary Group is obviously centered on the shield guard. The shield guard attracts hatred. Others immediately kill and will almost never be attacked... Otherwise, no matter how strong their attack is, they will be flooded long ago...... The front army obeys the orders, and the melee profession is mainly charged. Your mission is to break the city gate, not the irrelevant crawlers of Tianhun! Magic professions, gather immediately, and then concentrate on attacking the shield guard, all of them use the strongest magic to attack at the same time. Be sure to kill him with one blow, and don't give him any chance to cast skills and recovery!!"

With his order, the Japanese players' team changed immediately, and the focus was no longer on the Tianhun Mercenary Group, which they could not destroy. All melee professions were pressing against each other in the roar, rushing towards the city gate, and rushing towards the immortal reincarnation team guarding in front of the city gate.

On the city wall, the Blood Wheel took a deep breath and shouted: "Brothers, you know what to do... Today is honor or destruction, it is all up to you. We can defeat, but even if we are destroyed, we must be destroyed with dignity... Who can't give me at least three cushions? In the future, in the immortal reincarnation, don't think you will be looked down upon by others... Brothers, go ahead! They are jackals, and we are tigers!"

"Ao!!"

The mythical resistance of the Tianhun Mercenary Group had already ignited the flames in their hearts. Looking at the Japanese army rushing towards them, they did not even have a trace of fear, and their hearts were already filled with the desire to cut them into pieces immediately...

In front of the Japanese team, a large number of heavy shield guards riding mounts carried heavy shields, using various auxiliary skills, roaring and rushed over. Hundreds of shield guards formed a majestic shield formation, and the ones that followed were still shield guards. What they had to do was to rush forward and disperse the immortal reincarnation team in one breath, breaking the road, rushing to the city gate, and then, a fierce attack on the city gate... As long as the city gate could be broken, it would be considered a victory.

Most of the members of the Immortal Reincarnation are assassins, and the Chinese players know this. They have a quick body and ruthless wrist, but this violent collision is their nemesis. Defense is not their strength... but this does not mean that Japan's shield formation can achieve its wish.

"Hehehehe, it's so good. If you have a mount, the effect will be better!" Xing Baoer smiled proudly, took out a Star Ultimate Bomb made of precious Shenhuang Stone, and stuffed it into the Blood Wheel's hands: "Brother Blood Wheel, you have more strength than me... and throw it into those horses, and you must throw it a little bit."

The blood wheel nodded vigorously, calculated the distance, took a breath, and threw out the ultimate big bomb in his hand...

boom!!!!

-20000,-20000,-20000,-20000,-20000,-20000,-20000,-20000...

The ultimate star bomb exploded in the Japanese team. Amid the screams, countless Japanese players and mounts were blown away from afar. More than half of their life was destroyed by the fierce shield. The archers, mages, priests, assassins, and summoners whose lives were relatively fragile were all killed directly. The chaos in the front caused a wave of people in the rear to rush over, and a chaotic situation. Under the command of the blood wheel, the immortal reincarnation team rushed towards the Japanese melee players who were blown to the ground in the roar, and the team that was in chaos behind... The fierce and cruel head-on confrontation between the two teams officially began...

Zuo Pojun turned around and looked at the city gate behind. The melee there had been opened. Immortal Crane used their sharp stabbing blades to resist the heavy pressure of Japan. There were countless masters among the Immortal Crane players, but with the difference in the lineup between the two sides, he didn't know how long Immortal Crane could last.

"Turn the focus back... Don't forget that our core purpose is to defend the city, not kill more people." Zuo Pojun roared. Suddenly, he felt the dangerous aura locking him. Melee professions rushed towards the city gate, and a large number of magic professions gathered at some point, and at this time they were concentrated in teleportation and approached here. Zuo Pojun's eyes glared, "The Overlord's Shaman" was released again, covering all these magicians in case they suddenly attacked the others around them.

"Brother Zuo... are all magic professions, retreat quickly! You can't withstand the concentrated attacks of so many magicians." Ling Jie shouted in shock, and then went forward regardless of life and death to rush forward to kill these Japanese magicians... Their physical attack could not break Zuo Pojun's defense, but physical defense could not offset the magic attack. The limit of magic resistance was only 80%. In front of him were at least three hundred magicians... Surrounded by the ridicule of Zuo Pojun, they would concentrate on attacking Zuo Pojun alone, how could he resist it!? Moreover, it was obvious that they deliberately gathered the magicians, and this time they were aiming at Zuo Pojun as their target!

If Zuo Pojun was killed in battle, the pressure on their entire Tianhun Mercenary Group would definitely increase greatly.

Murong Qiushui on the city wall also obviously discovered these things. He turned his gun and shot bullets like nightmare to Japanese players ruthlessly at the team of magicians. In the explosion of blood flowers, they fell one by one.

"Brother Zuo, retreat quickly!"

"Old Zuo!"

However, at this time, Zuo Pojun wanted to retreat, and it was too late. Wind, water, fire, thunder, earth... all the magic of various attributes had been released at the same time under a command... all flew towards Zuo Pojun.

"The contempt of the overlord!!"

砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰……

With Zuo Pojun's roar, all the magic hit him, just like colorful fireworks bursting brightly with his body as the center.

But what they saw was not Zuo Pojun's fall. All the magic that hit him was like light shining on the mirror, flew backwards at the same speed along the flying trajectory...

Just as hundreds of machine guns were fired at the same time, a blockbuster screamed in the magician's team. The original neat team was completely in chaos under the hundreds of powerful magic reflected back... Three hundred magicians and three hundred powerful magic released at the same time were all rebounded back, none of them caused harm to Zuo Pojun... Looking at Zuo Pojun who was still standing in the same place, his face was not arrogant, no pride, no pride, only calmness... It made people feel like an unshakable mountain standing proudly.

The team of magicians who were trapped in chaos were welcomed by the unilateral massacre of the Tianhun Mercenary Group in the chaos to rob... The spreading poisonous fog, the wielding demon claws, the deadly energy bombs, the cold sharp blades, the soul-chasing arrows, the invisible sword shadows, and the accompanying screams to form the endless concerto of death...
Chapter completed!