League of Legends: 700 Years Later - Chapter 389

"It seems that the Allied team is trying to push 41 points, but the barbarian on the road is impossible to let the master of weapons push. With the current equipment of the barbarians, the master of weapons can't beat him, and maybe he will be pushed back by the barbarians. A Chinese network Ww ★ W. く 81zW.CoM"

Su Yun sighed, and then kept switching the screen, because Xiaolong brushed again, this wave of dragons was robbed again, the Shining team will have four dragons!

When the five dragons gather, the extra power of all the heroes will be doubled, and it will be terrible.

Therefore, the Allied team has been squatting near the dragon, and the Shining team is also looking at this dragon and looking around for opportunities.

At this time, a very wild figure, slowly appeared from the road.

The barbarian king!

"Hey, the weapons master did not retreat, but intend to continue to advance?"

Su Yun also noticed the barbarians who appeared on the road. Seeing that the weapons master was still on the line with a small soldier, he could not help but be amazed and quickly turned the camera over.

Just turned around, I saw the barbarians walked to the small soldiers, it seems that I plan to kill a few small soldiers to make up the anger.

The eyes of the students are suddenly the boss, this is the rhythm of heads-up! ?

Ye Che also raised his eyes slightly, looking at the heroes of both sides who would meet in the light curtain.

At this time, the Shining team, Zhao Yang controlled the barbarians to the front of the line without any pressure, a knife will be cut to the small soldiers, he did not feel the slightest feeling to this weapon master, after all, this weapon master seems to have no sense of existence, see After a glimpse of the weapons master's equipment, Zhao Yang was even more disdainful.

The raging blade of ghosts? This is a ghost thing, it is simply non-mainstream, after killing two small soldiers, take the weapons master sacrifice knife!

Thinking, Zhao Yang’s knife has fallen on the soldier, just killing.

At this juncture, a purple body suddenly jumped up!

This person is a master of weapons, he actually, first shot! ! !

All the students' hands are subconsciously pinched up. This weapon master is too new. You must know that there are four heads in the hands of the barbarians! So rushing up, not looking for death! ! ?

Only they have not finished, the weapons master's attack has fallen on the barbarians.

Flea! !

The general attack passive passive damage to the sheep knife ghost full of eight layers of magic damage touch! !

Reset the attack power and hit the attack, the devourer is full, and the extra damage is touched again! !

"boom!"

Like the wrath of the Thunder, the students have not seen what happened, and the blood of the barbarians has exploded in this shackle, but only one-third of them are missing!

"I 艹!!!!!"

Zhao Yang is almost scared by the whole person, what is the situation! ? ? ?

Nima's weapon is hanging up, this **** explosion damage! !

Did not hesitate, Zhao Yang bungee, while the whirlwind opened, I wanted to turn away.

Only one third of the blood has been left before he is beaten. This is still a fart. You must know that the e-skills of the weapon are not open regardless of the physical attack. There are also big moves and armor defenses that have not been opened, and then stay. Going on is just looking for death.

"I am drunk, what the **** is this weapon!!"

While turning away, Zhao Yang was incomparably awkward. He only saw the weapon skipping over to himself. Two-thirds of his blood was gone. It was horrible and bloody.

However, his thoughts stopped here, because the weapon was directly flashed at the moment when he made a whirlwind, and the face was attacked again and then stunned and attacked, and the barbarian, the street...

This kind of killing, and injury, makes Zhao Yang even have no time to open a big move, it has already died.

Many barbarians are mistakes in calculating the damage of opponents, and there are many examples of not being able to open big moves. At this time, Zhao Yang can't calculate the damage of the weapon masters at all, so it is extremely difficult to even slam the five-second immune death. It’s been seconds.

Until the death, Zhao Yang looked awkward.

"Who can tell you... What happened to this?"

Zhao Yang was staring at the **** arms and calmly continued to fill the tower. The whole person was not good.

Not only him, but the tens of thousands of students were also shocked, and his mouth became o-shaped.

This kind of equipment is too buggy in the early stage of s6, and it is a ghost that has not been weakened. After the weapon kills the barbaric, it is like opening a certain primer. After that, it is completely 1 hit, 2 dozen, and it is directly without brain. Any opponent.

This kind of heads-up is almost invincible, stealing the tower is also very easy, the outer tower of the Shining team, the inner tower, all unwittingly unplugged by weapons.

In addition, after thirty minutes, the weapon master's equipment became more and more shaped, and after a blood-sucking tech gun was added, it finally achieved the effect of second crispy skin. Even if the Shining team’s routine was deep, it would be absolutely equipped. Also have to drink hate.

With the explosion of the crystal of the Shining team, everyone looked away, and then no one looked at it, only staring at the console, the cool flying sky of the League II.

Su Yun looked at the crystal explosion of the Shining team. The semi-sound finally came back to the gods. He looked at the alliance and said: "The two great gods, this... this outfit has to be said... really great. !!"

What she likes most is the player who dares to try, and obviously, this alliance has already entered her eyes.

The League of Two heard the words, and the expression of a cool face suddenly became stiff, and what seemed to be what I wanted to say.

Su Yun’s eyes brightened and he quickly said: “Which kind of gods want to share under what circumstances, is this ghost artifact?”

"what?"

The League is one by one, thinking about it, it is not a shame to say it. After all, the person has been a mentor of his class anyway.

Thinking of this, Meng Er shyly smiled and said: "This dress...the amount...not what I studied..."

"Not ???"

Su Yun’s expression was stagnation, and her heart suddenly turned to an incredible thought.

At the same time, Meng Er has already said: "This outfit was researched by our tutor..."

"Your mentor?"

Su Yun’s heart is moving, and the subconscious mind looks at Ye Che’s side.

This kid is the mentor of the ace class, is it...

No wonder he just went down, it turned out to be!

Sure enough, nearly 10,000 students have already explained to the stage, a pair of stunned and surprised scorpions, looking to understand the youth on the stage.

"The instructor of the Ace class is well deserved! Just by researching this outfit, it is completely capable."

"Young, with a high understanding of the League of Legends, will also innovate in dress... oh... a generation of male gods!"

"I just don't know how the League of Legends technology is. After all, many coaching instructors are just strong ideas."

Amazed at the same time, these students have subconsciously questioned another point.

After all, many people want to be more perfect.

The voices of the participants, Zhao Yang and others also heard, one by one, staring at the leaf on the stage.

"This kid, dare to break my plan!"

Although Zhao Yang also admire this outfit, but the bottom of his heart is extremely unhappy.

For a time, I thought of a way to make Ye Che lose face. Many instructors are strong in concept. Then, Zhao Yang intends to find the instructor of the so-called trump card in actual combat!