MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-v3 Chapter 1032 I saw my dad on the road.

The battle became very simple and straightforward. Both Hills and the monks rushed to the front, and all the rest of the audience were on the flanks to help them and share some pressure as much as they could.

Under the oppression of the Qin army, these listeners finally learned what it means to be a true sense of teamwork.

Once, the broadcast also tried the story world of the team mode, but then there is no more, so the best thing among the audience is actually the tactics of heads-up or sneak attack, so that they really combine to form a whole. For a strong opponent, it is really uncomfortable for most listeners.

However, people are forced out.

The monk and Sears are equal to two sharp knives, which directly penetrated into the Qin army. The last round of confrontation made the audience clear that as long as the Qin army was not broken, it would be difficult for everyone to create a true meaning for the Qin army. Threats and kills.

At this moment, the monk's law is solemn, and a direct extradition comes to a Buddha body, which is slammed down, and the majestic Buddha's Buddha is rolling like a river roar!

Hills opened his hands and there was a door to **** behind him. A huge hand of the demon was summoned by him. Each time the summoning demon is a small consumption for Hills, but here At the time, it is only with an instant thunder that you can really open the turtle shell in front of you!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two huge explosions caused the Qin army to be a vibrating one. The monk held the beads and directly slammed the Qin soldiers with the shield in front. The two swords of the two brothers came out together and stabbed the past.

"Hey!"

The structure of the military array was torn open at this time. The shield in front of the two was first cracked by the shield, and then the whole person was torn into pieces.

The nearby Qin soldiers quickly moved closer, trying to fill this gap, but the monk flashed in the golden light and squeezed directly into the past. He relied on his own Buddha light guard to block the Qin soldiers around him. This is a good thing. When it comes out, once the military array is restored, the previous efforts are completely in vain.

The two swords of Hills broke at this time, but he did not hesitate to stab the sword with his own blood, and Qin Bing, who had been pressured by the monk, was stabbed for a time.

The Qin army, which had not been moved before, finally fell into a state of stagnation after the monks and Hills stormed at no cost. A group of listeners in the vicinity seemed to be screaming like a wolf.

In fact, Qin Bing’s single combat capability is not strong, because their personal strength has no way to compare with their higher strengths and means than their high audience. Therefore, when the military array cannot run, the superior strength of the audience finally shows. Come out.

The rhythm of killing has also accelerated, but this time it is a bit like a one-sided slaughter.

On the other side, the Qin army’s cavalry team also turned around and launched a second charge, hoping to cover the battlefield in this way to re-arrange, and the multi-form reinforcements represented by the fat man at this time. Applying the array together, the fat man started to smoke red at this time, because at this moment he got the blessing of several practicing mages.

At this moment, the fat man has his own illusion that the stalwart of the sea can be day and day, and the air is pointing at the air. It seems to be a punishment on behalf of the sky. For a time, the thunder is rolling and falling directly.

The red thunder, which is as thick as a telephone pole, kept falling down. The Qin army’s cavalry did not say that the loss was heavy during this round of bombing, but it has lost the momentum of the impact and was directly blasted.

The fat man sighed with enthusiasm, and took advantage of the air locomotives around him to bless himself. In the spirit of Laozi’s idea of ​​being cool enough, he started his own “one gasification and three clears”.

For a time, above the sky, a statue of Dao Zun appeared, but the face of this illusion was fat. The original sacred bones and imposing manners were greatly reduced after seeing this face.

"Destroy!"

Dao Zun’s finger is pressed down,

The mysterious and mysterious air machine came out, and the war horses under Qin Bing were all in a state of stagnation at this time, and even more of them fell apart directly, and the demon and the body were completely divided.

"Oh, cool!"

The fat man screamed, but the handsome was only three seconds. Several of the strategists had long been overwhelmed and fell to the ground. The fat man himself seemed to have been evacuated and squatted on the ground.

The Qin army's cavalry was destroyed, and the military formation was also dissected. The battlefield has become very clear. The rest is nothing but strangled, the most primitive killing.

The instruments of the audience and all kinds of bloodlines played a huge role at this time. Some people turned into a light system, and they gave blessings to all the audience nearby. Some also released a cursing atmosphere for these Qin soldiers. A wide range of weakening.

Buddha's hatchet has long been infiltrated by blood, and he himself has long been as mad as it is. This is not a battle, it is more like an endurance competition game.

Everything is spoken by instinct at this time.

The two Western martial intensifiers almost burned their own vindictive bombardment against the Qin soldiers. They were only responsible for killing each other's resistance. There were assassins and witches and other intensive listeners who were responsible for harvesting life.

The battlefield is the best place to learn, and the killing is also the best means of running-in. The long and deadly stalemate also makes the cooperation between the audiences more tacit. Each of them knows that this kind of tacit understanding is hard to come by. It may be that this tacit understanding is struggling to survive in another world, so no one is going to hide privately, and there is no need to go to Tibet. Everyone is now almost a trench teammate.

The Qin army finally collapsed at this time, but they did not retreat, even if they only broadcast the simulated NPC, but according to the broadcast’s understanding of Qin Bing, it is clear that these Qin soldiers are not under any situation. There will be a rout, so there are no NPCs.

But the helpless thing is that even if they fight to the end one by one, but without the military blessing, they become a fragile lamb once they are placed, their lives are constantly being harvested, and the battle is finally pushed to the end, just like It was a passionate band playing and began to pull out the last ending sound.

A sword in the face of the sword was worn by the Qin Bing commander in front of the general. The eyes of the other side seemed to reveal the color of disengagement, and the same was true of Hills. After the sword was stabbed, he was kneeling on one knee. On the ground, gasping with a big mouth, golden blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his body could not restrain the trembling, there was a burst of shackles, and the demon that was previously summoned by him seemed to be roaring in anger, because Hills It was not possible to deliver the promises promised to him in time, and because Hills was almost drained now, there was no way to go to the offer.

This battle has hurt the strength, and the injury is too heavy and too heavy. He did not have such long-term consumption and fighting before, even if it was the PK in the place of the testimony and Su Bai, it was actually used. The time is also very short, each seeking to quickly separate the results.

The golden body of the monk has already appeared a crack in the road. After the explosion of a Qin soldier, he fell to the ground. The golden body immediately dispersed, and the blood began to overflow. It looked very fierce.

The magical flame of Buddha's body was destroyed by the last two soldiers in front of him. He also fell to the ground and was unable to pick up the hatchet.

When the last Qin Bing was killed by a vindictive intensifier, all the listeners were crouching on the ground in a messy battlefield. They overdrew their spirits, overdrafted their power, and even overdrafted. Own blood.

But no one died, nor did it know that the broadcast was deliberate, but because they did their best, they might have both.

The injury takes time to recover, and the overdraft force takes time to fill in, but even after the end of the wave, the broadcast did not announce the end of the mission. It seems that there is still the next round of offensive.

Everyone is licking his own wounds, while he has a lingering fear of the previous World War, while calming down the next wave of his emotional preparations.

The fat man's face was close to the ground, and from time to time there was a stench of blood flowing over him. He held it up for a while, moved a few meters, and then collapsed.

At this time, someone handed a cigarette,

The fat man opened his mouth and said, "Nothing."

The other party sends the smoke into the fat mouth, and then uses a lighter to ignite the fat.

The fat man smoked two cigarettes and spewed a smoke ring from his nostrils.

"Huh..............."

Finally, it was a little slower. The fat man really wants to find a bed to take a good sleep, or go to a club bubble bath to take a bubble bath service.

Open your mind, the fat man struggled sideways, watching the person who just gave himself a cigarette,

The clothes on the other side were neat and tidy, and they were in stark contrast with all the listeners who were standing alone. The eyes of Hills were also seen. The monks also watched the Buddha, and many listeners also voted. With a doubtful look, everyone just finished tired like a dog, and suddenly there was an outsider. This feeling is like a freshman in the class after the military training.

"Big white, where have you been..." The fat man asked weakly. "Is the broadcaster alone arranged for your opponent to practice? Mom, I feel like I am now out of thin air. It has been too fierce to fight."

In the eyes of the fat man, Su Bai should be arranged to go to a more dangerous place. It should be more difficult than the situation of himself and others. However, Su Bai’s current looks are a bit different.

"I met my dad on the road, talked to him for a while." Su Bai replied casually.

".................." Fat man.