Chapter 151 Nameless Legend
Shadowflame jacket, Darkfrost cloak, night trousers, the mask brother turned a faint blue light all over his body.
It is not surprising that there are three Tiger Kings, there are many people now.
Tiger weeps, purple weapons linger between Brother Mask's hands.
It's not uncommon for tigers to cry, and the person opposite Crazy Dragon has one hand.
Until the "white mask" that attracted many envious eyes also turned purple mist, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.
In the purple fog, the masked man became extremely mysterious, like a beast spying on its prey in the fog!
The first person who broke out was the interpretation of handsome, "I wipe, that's a purple mask?! Didn't that guy say he bought it at a roadside stall!"
"Can the grocery store produce purple masks? Impossible."
"It's definitely not possible. Grocery stores only produce equipment, and only white garbage, how can it be possible to produce purple masks."
"I'm going, mask brother, what's the attribute of your mask? Where did you drop it?"
Lu Chen didn't have time to ignore the curiosity of the audience, and adjusted the force ratio to 100%.
HP, attack, defense, 3D, talent, all recover!
When the corpse king mask appeared, even the mad dragon's people were a little pale, and everyone's attention turned to the mask brother.
The people of Crazy Dragon are naturally dissatisfied with this. Where they go is not the focus, but they were robbed of the limelight today?
"Boy, stepped on the shit luck, I don't know where to get a purple mask, you think you can go against the sky?"
"I'm sorry, you met our mad dragon! After a while, I will explode your mask!"
"Even if you're lucky, if you don't explode this time, we'll want you and expose you and that woman's equipment, let's see what else you can pretend to do!"
Brother Mask sneered, "First, there are many people who want to blow me up, and you can't rank. Second, it's fortunate that you are not in our area, otherwise you will be miserable."
"Arrogant! I see how long you can keep your mouth shut!"
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, PK entered the countdown stage.
10, 9, 8...3, 2, 1, every second, Lu Yi, Xiaomei, and handsome hearts will be moved once.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the martial arts stage.
start!
At the moment when the game started, 40 professional players with top equipment, Death God and Crazy Dragon, rushed towards Brother Mask.
What happened in the next second left everyone stunned.
The masked man...disappeared!
The Fenglingzi live broadcast room exploded again.
"What about the masked man?"
"Damn it, it was still there just now!"
"I'm going, this is, is it a practice method?"
This is not a cultivation technique, but Xiaomin's active stealth skill!
"Quickly move!" A loud shout came from behind the mad dragon crowd!
"The tiger roars, the giant tower swept away!"
The wind chimes live broadcast room... exploded again.
"Wait, what the heck is a rapid migration? Why does the masked man swept the giant tower?"
"Isn't it, why is the masked man moving so fast, and suddenly ran behind the mad dragon!? It can't be... a displacement skill!"
"He, shouldn't he be... that person? It seems that only that person has used Juque to sweep."
"Brother Wuming?! Impossible! Brother Wuming doesn't have stealth or displacement."
Handsome looked at Lu Yi in shock, "Yiyi, your brother, is he nameless!"
Lu Yi's mind is a little short-circuited now.
What she thought was not whether Brother Mask was nameless, but... that person on the field, was he his brother?
"I do not know either……"
Looking at Lu Yi's shocked look, Yingjun was definitely not pretending, and he didn't continue to ask, maybe Lu Yi really didn't know.
"Well, to know if he is nameless, just look at the damage of his giant tower sweep."
When Brother Wuming was fighting for friendship, the damage of Juque's sweep was about 1200.
Lu Chen's level has now reached level 30, and his attributes have also improved a lot.
His physical attack reached more than 1200, his spiritual power was 120, and Amin possessed 81 spiritual power, for a total of 201 spiritual attack.
The Juque Sweep itself has 180% of the spiritual power of the spiritual attack damage, which is 360 points of spiritual power damage. At the same time, Tiger Roar converted more than 1200 points of physical attack to spiritual attack, which was attached to the Juque Sweep.
Therefore, now the damage of Lu Chen's sweep of a giant tower has reached 1600 points!
Lu Chen's position selection was just right. The most important thing was that he was still invisible, and there was no way to avoid it.
The first giant tower swept across, and 40 top players collapsed in blood in an instant!
Four or five thousand blood was cut off by one third!
"This Nima, 1600 blood! I'll go!" Crazy Dragon's people almost went crazy.
"Fuck, what kind of damage is this!"
"It can't be that guy!"
At the same time, Brother Mask has also appeared.
The follow-up giant swept every second, let everyone in Kuanglang see what despair is.
After a while, the blood of everyone collapsed one by one!
What mad dragon, what professional player, who can stop the 1600+ giant swept four times!
90% of the mad dragon crowd, who had just been showing off their might, fell!
With one enemy and forty, without any slack, kill 35 people at the beginning!
There are five people left, four of them with black blood, and only the god of death. For some reason, they are still almost full of blood.
Brother Mask kicked away the corpse at his feet and walked towards the remaining five people step by step. His voice was the same as before, without too much turbulence.
"Don't you want my mask?" Brother Mask slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the mask, "I'll give you a chance to get it."
Lu Chen took off his mask and was still on the ground!
However, what people are now focusing on is not the best equipment on the ground, the purple mask.
Everyone saw the man's face.
"Yes, yes... Nameless!"
"My God, he... he is nameless!"
"Nima, what I should have thought of long ago, who else is it if it is not Wuming!"
In the live broadcast room, the barrage has gone crazy.
"The masked man is Brother Wuming... I'll go, it turns out to be the God of War Wuming!"
"I said how can there be such a stupid person, now look at it, the stupid one is Kuanglong!"
"Brother Wuming! Brother Wuming! Fight the mad dragon, they bully people all day long in our district!"
"Have you seen Brother Wuming teach being a man? Hahahaha, cool, so cool, the ones who gave away 8 million are the rubbish of Kuanglang!"
"You still want to explode Brother Wuming's equipment? Hahaha, the people of Crazy Dragon are really crazy!"
"Customer Service: Crazy Dragon, your number is gone!"
The second purple outfit in the full suit is right in front of the five Kuanglong people, just take two steps and bend down to pick it up!
Even if he was killed by Wuming, he might not be exposed.
However, no one dared to pick up the mad dragon...
There are a few legends to mention here.
Once the big Korean clothes provoked the Chinese clothes, but Wuming beat the Korean clothes to the national clothes and begged for mercy...
Once, a guild was beaten by Wuming after stealing the ranking of Wuming's twin towers...
There used to be a purple mask in front of them, but...that's Brother Wuming's...
"Brother Wuming, yes, it's us who have no eyes, it's us who have eyes but don't know Mount Tai... Death, what are you doing! How dare you provoke Brother Wuming! You drag our mad dragon into the water!"
"Brother Wuming, hurry up and put away your equipment... We were wrong, we were wrong, we will go back to our own area."
"Why are you still looking at it stupidly, and you still haven't surrendered!"
The four mad dragons scrambled to surrender and quit the PK... Of course, there is no saying in the PK that they surrender and lose half, and now the score between the two sides is 0:39!
Most of the friends who use money to win over are like this.
Lu Chen walked slowly to the god of death and smiled slightly, "So, have you figured it out now? Who is giving away 8 million for nothing?"