MTL - The King’s Avatar-Chapter 1698 Bun throwing sand
opportunity!
Fang Minghua has been looking for opportunities, but this time it is the most recent opportunity he has discovered. .
A shot of a bullet in the cloud shot again in a rainstorm. He could even see the trajectory of the bullet flying under the eyes of a singer. At this time, Xingxin will certainly not give in, that is, to bear some damage, but also to give priority to the laughter.
However, Zhou Zemin’s firepower to shoot through the clouds can be supported by hard support.
Reinforced iron bones!
The new replacement of the buns is clever, Zhou Zeyi has just killed the carbine, and his buns have invaded. In the state of hegemony, there is no way to destroy his rhythm by the intensive bullets. It is nothing more than hurting some blood.
The breakthrough will only be in the cold smoke.
Fang Minghua will pay more attention to the side of the cold smoke and soft. He counts the life of laughter and song, and the second is like a year.
This is a match point. If the reincarnation can successfully save Fang Minghua's laughter, the situation will fall to wherever everyone knows. The countless reincarnation fans on the scene have already stood up nervously, and the team can lock the victory here, which makes them extremely worried.
Closer, closer!
They can't stop talking in their hearts. Because they have all seen that the distance at this time, the firepower threat of a shot through the cloud is still somewhat inadequate, and closer... The closer the distance, the more dense the firepower will be, the stronger the continuous will be, and the more continuous attacks will be The hit restricts the cold and smoked attack. She either makes too many dodge and chaos the rhythm of her attack. It will be Fang Minghua's chance to save himself.
forward! This is the belief in Zhou Zezhen’s heart.
opportunity! This is Fang Minghua's expectation from the beginning to the end, he did not even give up a second.
Tang Rou gradually felt a little hard.
When the buns came up, they opened the steel shovel, and there was no pressure on his side. However, his move is equivalent to pushing the pressure to Tang Rou. Of course, Zhou Zeyi will no longer waste the attack on a hegemonic attack.
"Maybe Bao Rongxing should not open this steel shovel." Explained Pan Lin said.
"Maybe... but this does not in fact prevent Zhou Zezhen from gathering fire to one of them." Li Yibo said.
"That is." Pan Lin nodded.
"Bao Rongxing should try to make a cover for Tang Rou!" Li Yibo said.
"The cover has come," said Pan Lin.
Ye Xiu, Jun Moxiao, is rushing toward the front of a gun, and the long-range attack he can do has already been made.
Zhou Zezhen is of course visible, but at this time his attitude is very similar to Tang Rou and Buns. He will also give absolute priority to their attacks. Jun Mo laughed at the attack, he could only cope with the situation of a shot and a cloud offensive.
fast!
Time is tight and there are not many opportunities. If Ye Xiu’s Jun Moxiao is posted, Zhou Zeyi believes that everything will stop here. Ye Xiu's Jun Mo smiles and sticks up, but he is much more chilly than An Wenyi's little hand.
Walk in, try to delay the time that Jun Mo smiles over; open fire, this is the last sprint, opportunity, just a chance.
Fast shot, anger, violent shot...
At this moment, a shot of the gun can be opened in full swing. At this moment, Zhou Zeyi unreservedly fired the power of the wrestling to the peak.
Success or failure in one fell swoop, Green machine gun!
A shot through the cloud suddenly stood firm, no longer a double shot, but did not know where to extract this heavy machine gun. This shot of the more frequent Green Machine gun, under the support of the various shooting conditions of the sharpshooter, the bullets almost connected into a line, as if a light.
Tang Rou suddenly knows that this time it is absolutely impossible to hide, this wave is like a laser-like continuous shot, hit, afraid that it can all play a repelling effect.
The cold smoke flashed softly, and the gun of the Green machine gun followed. The bullets that were closely connected and shot, under such a rapid muzzle rotation, lined up like a neat ladder, which became an arc.
The arc forced the cold smoke to move in one direction, and in front of the laughter, there was finally a big empty space.
opportunity!
I look forward to the opportunity to not know how long.
At this moment, Fang Minghua's attention was all over the buns, because he knew that this moment could attack him, and only the buns invaded him. He has no ability to fight with the buns, but, to avoid it, you must avoid it.
Rush!
The laughter rushed forward and turned toward the empty space, but his perspective was locked in the buns invasion.
The buns invade the boxing, conditioned, and intercept the punch of the laughter.
However, although the reaction is fast, this punch is too ordinary, and Fang Minghua is almost ready to laugh.
This is good to hide!
Fang Minghua quickly made a fuss, and the laughter was swayed in the middle of the body. The buns invaded the punch and hit the empty space.
Fang Minghua certainly didn't think that he had finished the fight, but the interception of the buns was so simple. After he avoided this, there was also an empty space between the instant and the buns.
After an opportunity, it is an opportunity to follow. Fang Minghua’s mood is stunned, and his fingers have become more frivolous and dexterous. Laughing songs pick up the angel light in his hand, ready to come to an instant holy healing, and give the laughter a free return to the blood. He has been stunned to death, and even such instant skills have no chance to display.
The light of the Holy Light is condensed on the cross, and it is about to spill on the laughter. The buns invade the ordinary fist that was swung, and suddenly the fist flew up.
Sanding?
The light is extinguished.
Fang Minghua’s mood at this time cannot be described in words. The waving fist is a sand throw? Can sand throwing be used like this? Since it is sanding, you will throw it early. What do you do with your fist? Holding a fist in the sand, what effect will it hit when it hits the target?
Throwing sand, this rogue skill that has long been used to it, suddenly caused countless doubts in Fang Minghua’s heart. The laughter was made by the sand that suddenly popped up. Fang Minghua did not make any Dodge the work.
The screen is dark.
Full-scale sand throwing, the face of the face is 100% blind, the effect is up to eight seconds.
There are countless reincarnation fans on the scene, and it’s black in the eye. It’s blind to eight seconds. It’s absolutely no fun to laugh at the song. What Zhou Zezhen can do is to create such an opportunity for him to make a void. The more important thing is to rely on himself. However, after eight seconds of blindness, Fang Minghua completely lost all opportunities.
"What do you do, can you avoid even a sand throw?" A lot of players are complaining.
The professional players are silent.
This throwing sand... how to say it! People feel that it is a special drama, it should be a little smart, a degree that belongs to the average player.
But now, such a clever person was brought to the highest level of glory in the game, and then ended all hopes of the reincarnation of the player Fang Minghua.
"Unlucky!!"
For Fang Minghua, everyone is very sympathetic. As far as the buns are concerned, now that everyone has seen them, they feel that it is not difficult to deal with them. A sandstorm that is so delayed, dodge or interrupt is completely stress-free, and it can be done once and for all.
But Fang Minghua was the first to eat crabs. That punch, he probably didn't think about throwing sand at all, and the result was ended by such a small trick.
In addition to sympathy or sympathy for professional players, Pan Lin and Li Yibo in the TV commentary did not know how to comment. Is such an important match point finally solved by a shot that is like a play? Today's ultimate decisive battle, all kinds of strange and strange!
But in any case, Fang Minghua’s ending can be fixed. I want to count on Zhou Zezhen and I can’t count on it anymore. Ye Xiu’s Jun Moxiao has already intercepted a shot and wore a cloud. With Jun Mo’s ability to move, Zhou Zeyi simply couldn’t get a shot to fly a kite. The two have already started a fierce confrontation.
Not a moment, the reincarnation of Fang Minghua’s laughter was completely ruined. At this point, the two teams rushed one step at a time.
Everyone believes in the team competition who can control the opponent's treatment who can master the game. As a result, both treatments are now rushed one step ahead, and how the next development of this game will suddenly become out of direction. But at least, there are five people to five people.
However, the audience who looked at the list of characters on Xingxin's field at this time, there are countless people who have a strange feeling in their hearts, and these people, all of them, come from the glory of the 10th district.
Junmo laugh? Cold smoke? One inch gray? Buns invasion? It’s a bit wrong with the orange rain and the wind. In other countries, isn’t it a number of copies in their tenth district?
