Chief don't slap in the face

boom!

The fireball hit the head accurately, and sparks burst out immediately, and some frozen air and ice cubes were melted and turned into steam.

"Great!"

Xia Ye sighed, Xia Li is comparable to a human-shaped self-propelled rocket launcher, but the speed is slower, but after hitting, the human head will definitely explode, and the power is not small.

"Xia Li backs off, the others defend!"

Commanded by Xia Qingyuan.

Xia Li retreated again and again while preparing for witchcraft. Five seconds later, a fireball formed and shot out again.

The undead hero wields his battle axe.

boom!

The fireball was blown up, because it was too far away from the Tower of Glory, the undead hero stopped running, but it was not easy to shoot with witchcraft.

"Look at me!"

Xia Xiong roared and bent his bow like a full moon.

call out!call out!call out!

The arrows shot out like locusts, 30% of them hit at a distance of [-] meters, and pierced the undead hero's body, splashing the frost on his body.

"Okay, save your arrows!"

After Xia Qingyuan finished speaking, he urged the main attacker to meet the enemy.

"Boy, it's your turn!"

Xia Xiong, like most archers, usually uses stone arrows because they are cheap, but he also carries a few feather arrows with bronze arrows with him for important battles.

"You first?"

Xia Yang said: "Let's take a look at it with admiration!"

"Okay!"

Xia Ye didn't refuse either. Apart from testing the strength of the undead heroes, he also wanted to numb these people and make them feel that he was a young and vigorous stunner so that he could act later.

Roar!

The undead hero roared, and the stone ax slashed wildly.

"It must have been raining these days, he hid, or he would have died early!"

Xia Xiong muttered to Xia Li in a low voice, only to see Xia Ye charge forward: "Isn't it, so reckless? Are you brainless?"

Xia Ye greeted him, and the moment he got close, the scimitar came out of its sheath.

Swish!

The bronze blade shone, and it struck the stone axe.

boom!

Stone powder flying!

With a short stride, Xia Ye dodged the undead hero's second slash, ran behind it, and slashed backhand.

Noisy!

The scimitar cut on the neck of the undead hero, cutting a dent.

"Ancestors, so tough?"

Xia Yang was stunned. He thought he could do this blow, but he would never take any risks. After all, this was a small team battle, and it was not time to fight desperately.

"Well, it seems that my aggressive method has worked."

Xia Yang was secretly happy, he didn't know that this was Xia Ye's fighting style.

"what?"

Xia Li screamed, a little surprised, just now when everyone faced the undead heroes, they all roamed away and tried to avoid head-on attacks.

"Tch, if I had a bronze weapon, I would dare to do this!"

Xia Xiong pouted, feeling disdainful.

"Ok!"

Xia Qingyuan nodded. This young man doesn't seem to know how to fight witchcraft, but his physical fitness is good enough to allow him to dodge attacks and then fight back.

"What are you thinking? Attack!"

Xia Ye scolded.

"you……"

Xia Yang was speechless, he jumped and chopped.

Swish!

There was a flash of light on the stone knife, and then it slashed on the shoulder of the undead hero, leaving a cut mark half a finger deep.

"Are you convinced?"

Xia Yang sneered: "When is it your turn to teach me a lesson?"

"Idiot, cut off the handle of its axe, knock out the weapon, it is still not at the mercy of others!"

Xia Ye scolded back.

"you……"

Xia Yang's complacent expression froze in an instant, and his face was flushed with suffocation. There was nothing he could do, because what Xia Ye said was indeed true.

"The brain is also good!"

Xia Qingyuan lamented that none of the four teammates expected this weakness!

The fight went well.

The Fengjing Glory Tower has long been abandoned, and the survival of undead heroes is already the limit, so the combat effectiveness is pitifully low.