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Chapter 853 There used to be 9 legends...

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    Chapter 853: There were once 9 legends who besieged me

    For Li Long, neither the Lord of the Snowfield nor the Polar Ice Wolf paid much attention.

    Putting aside the identity of the Dragonborn, Li Long learned from the information they received that he had become a legend three years ago, but until now, his level was only level 61, while Han Chen's level had already reached  At level 75, even the humble Wu Yuan has reached level 72.

    Becoming a legendary existence and having such a pitiful upgrade speed is synonymous with weakness in their eyes. Even a lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength, but how can you be serious when facing an ant?

    The polar ice wolf activates its skill [Tear], and it feels that it is serious enough. After all, it is launching [Tear] with all its strength. Even a legendary existence above level 80 must avoid its tearing.  Its edge.

    After all, after killing this ant, there will be others to kill.

    When the polar ice wolf started to tear apart, it suddenly found that the person in front of it had disappeared. Before it had time to feel confused, it suddenly felt a pain in its abdomen, then lowered its head and looked at its own waist, but the back half of its body was missing.

    "How, how is it possible?"

    The Polar Ice Wolf found it unbelievable. Why is this happening? Why is it that he is just a level 61 ant, but he can exert such power?

    Li Long put away his spear, and the rhombus-shaped spear tip shone with cold light, shining brightly in the sunlight.

    His eyes turned silver-white, a silver-white color without any emotion.

    "The Dragon Vein Magician is actually a Dragon Vein Magician."

    The Lord of the Snowfield exclaimed, "You dare to let the Dragon Vein Magician appear here. Aren't you afraid that the dragon clan will cause you trouble? Don't you provoke enough enemies on earth?"

    The first reason why he didn't guess that Li Long was a Dragon Vein Master was because he had never exposed more than one dragonborn to the combat power. The only time he showed extraordinary power, everyone he saw was also  Han Chen was silenced, and even his soul information was erased.

    "But, a Dragon Vein Magician actually dares to appear so openly. Is he going to die?"

    Or, do they think the earth has not provoked enough enemies?

    Li Long did not respond to his words, but looked at the Lord of the Snowfield with cold and emotionless eyes: "I will give you a chance to say your last words, and you can use them to beg for mercy."

    The Lord of the Snowfield felt a little sulky. He was the Lord of the Snowfield, but he was considered a top-notch person in Tianzhuyuan, yet he was so underestimated?

    Does he think that if he can kill his pet with the advantage of a sneak attack, he will be qualified to fight with him?

    "A person who has only been a dragon pulse magician for three years, even if he has some talent, what qualifications and confidence do he have to scream in front of him?  What qualifications do you have to dare to show off your power in front of him?

    "Since you sincerely seek death, then be prepared to accept a price more painful than death!"

    The Lord of the Snowfield took out a long silver sword, the silver blade reflected dazzling light, "I will let you understand that death is just the beginning!"

    As he spoke, his figure turned into a phantom, and in the next moment, he appeared next to Li Long. Then, a snow-white sword energy passed through, like a long silver river.

    Han Chen didn¡¯t pay attention to what was going on here. Li Long was not the kind of person to show off. On the contrary, he was much better at forbearing than Han Chen.

    So, since he said he can solve it, let him solve it.

    There is only one thing he has to do, and that is to provide them with a fair duel environment.

    He cast his eyes on the remaining legendaries: "The Lord of the Yellow Sand, three swordsmen, an assassin, two mages, and an archer. Last time, nine legendaries came to surround me. Now they only have  There is one alive, are you prepared to end up like them?"

    Including the Lord of the Snowfield, there are nine opponents in total.

    There are no summoners and priests. The summoner profession is rare in God's Domain. Especially those players who were severely beaten. Many of them gave up their original summoner profession. The priests were often cut into the back row in the early days.  , it is difficult to grow up.

    Of course, the light camp has the most sacrifices, but most of them are under the control of the angel clan.

    Because the Angel Clan has its own things to do this time, there is no way to directly send troops to assist Han Chen, but helping Han Chen solve some worries can be regarded as fulfilling the obligations of a friend.

      In the God¡¯s Domain, you can be considered a friend without stabbing someone in the back. Being able to use your influence to help Han Chen when you can¡¯t spare the time has proven that the Angel Clan is considered one of the best among the major forces in the God¡¯s Domain.  A person with relatively high moral integrity.

    The Lord of the Snowfield has Li Long to deal with it, so he doesn¡¯t need to worry too much.

    The golden spear in the hand of the Lord of Yellow Sand burst out with a dazzling light: "Don't compare me with those ants!"

    He was compared to those who had not even reached level 80, and even suppressed their level to the point where the passage could accommodate them in order to go to the real world. This made him feel even more humiliated than insulting him in person.

    There is only one way for a strong man to wash away his shame, and that is with blood.

    Use the enemy's blood.

    As he spoke, he stabbed in the direction of Han Chen.

    This gun seems to be able to penetrate everything. Even if it is just locked by this gun, there is a feeling of inescapability.

    When he drew his gun, the archer behind him kept aiming, but failed to fire. It was not that he was not sure of the hit, but that he had to wait for Han Chen to dodge and block Han Chen's dodge route.

    If the archer is in the auxiliary position in a team battle, it will be the auxiliary second only to the priest.

    Han Chen took a step forward, not dodging or avoiding, not even making a move to block, just letting his body be pierced by the spear of the Lord of Yellow Sand.

    "Clone!"

    There was no pride in the eyes of the Lord of the Yellow Sand, and his pupils shrank urgently. Han Chen was famous, and he did not think that Han Chen would do such a thing to seek death.

    If Han Chen really wanted to die, how could he let two peerless beings at the title level join forces to deal with him and pay such a high price?

    When his spear penetrated Han Chen's chest, a strong suction force came, making his spear unable to move.

    At the same time, a black figure quietly appeared behind the Lord of the Yellow Sand, and the black long sword was like a poisonous snake, stabbing towards the back of the Lord of the Yellow Sand.

    The Lord of Yellow Sand's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed an unnatural look of ridicule.

    Is it true that Qian Donkey is at his wits end?  Can such small means used to deal with weak people also be used in his hands?

    The golden armor on his body suddenly glowed with intense brilliance when Han Chen's Night Demon Sword struck him.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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