HPDBC Chapter 336 From Impossible To Gradually Possible
Chapter 336 From Impossible To Gradually Possible
At this time, Yan's blushing Fengyun Tianxia stared at the blood bar of Kongcheng Jiumeng, and his blood pressure rose rapidly.
He knew very well that the longer the time dragged on, the more people died on his side, the lower the damage, and the more beneficial it was to the old dream of the empty city.
Once the number of one's side drops to a certain level, and the old dream of the empty city cannot be defeated in a very short time, then this city battle can be declared over!
And Jiang Bai also knows that he is racing against time.
For every one person, the damage he suffers will be reduced by one point.
So at this time, Jiang Bai's targets are all output occupations with high HP and low blood volume!
The two sides have reached the stage where every second counts!
When the battlefield has reached this situation, it can only be measured in seconds!
Battlefield timer, 86 minutes and 33 seconds!
3384!
This is Jiang Bai's HP!
127!
This is the number of people in Fengyun at this moment!
"Make up for the damage! Make up for the damage for me! It's only three thousand blood!!!"
Fengyun Tianxia, with the veins on his neck bursting out, roared crazily, but the next moment, the old dream of the empty city was a multiple shot.
Nine targets, nearly 70,000 damage, once again raised the blood volume of Kongcheng Old Dream to 9,000!
Take another mouthful of Millennium Snow Cream, and the blood volume is tens of thousands again.
And Fengyun's number dropped from 127 to 119!
"Depend on!"
"Let's rely on!!!"
"waste!!!!!"
Battlefield timer, 86 minutes and 40 seconds!
With a new round of onslaught of skills, the blood volume of Kongcheng Old Dream dropped to 2152 points again!
However, the multi-shot that was pinched for the critical strike last time was released by Jiang Bai again.
This time, he was facing the direction behind him.
Because a team of assassins had already touched him, Jiang Bai directly purified the instant solution when the first stun was applied.
Then multiple shots hit the six assassins behind him, plus 4 fighters at the same time!
10 goals!
Nearly 80,000 injuries!
There is still crit!
"Damn!! Awesome!!!"
Jiang Bai, who was engrossed, couldn't help but growled excitedly, and his blood volume was raised to 8000+ again!
Turning around and shooting again, the burst shot roared out, pointing directly at the shooter with the highest output on the opposite side, and fell in seconds!
Including the results of the previous wandering, the number of Fengyun became 104!
Followed by a set of rolling shots, while dodging a soldier's charge-type stun skill, a back arrow took another life away.
103!
move! Time to release skills! Prediction!
Coupled with the advantage of movement speed, Jiang Bai is always in mobile combat, in order to widen the gap with assassins and melee fighters as much as possible, and solve long-range combat first.
As long as I keep moving at a high speed, the assassins in stealth can't catch up with me at all, because the stealth state is already slower than the normal movement speed.
Jiang Bai grasped every link with extreme precision.
There is no room for error!
This series of exquisite and seamless operations made everyone who watched them suffocate!
The dexterous figure tossing and turning in the hail of bullets is also enjoyable to watch!
"My mother, the details!! It's all about the details!!!"
"I always thought that the old dream of the empty city was crushed by equipment, and now I think I was wrong!"
"Perfect! Awesome! Damn it! Dad is convinced!!!"
"I'm sweating all over my body!!! I feel like I can't take it anymore, it's so exciting!!"
"If this can really turn things around, will this battle enter the "Creation" Presidential Hill!?"
At this time, Fengyun Tianxia was so nervous that he could not speak, and his palms that were holding the giant sword tightly were sweating profusely.
His complexion became more and more serious, and his mind was like a mess.
At this point, it was no longer something he could control.
In terms of personnel affairs, Fengyun Tianxia has already done his best, but he cannot decide the destiny.
"There is still hope!"
His lips twitched, wanting to shout and roar, but in the end he only made a faint sound that only he could hear.
Battlefield timer, 87 minutes!
That frightening figure, like a nightmare, is still active.
However, the number of people in Fengyun Tianxia is still decreasing.
100!
94!
88!
...
After the number dropped below ninety, Jiang Bai's situation improved significantly.
Because he killed all the opponents with high output, and Jiang Bai saved all the useless milk until the end.
In other words, there are less than seventy people who can beat him now!
There is still hell in the way!
"Come on! Come on!"
Jiang Bai, who was immersed in the battle, became more and more excited.
At this moment, he is like a cheetah in a hunting ground, with a pair of sharp eyes like the gaze of death, cruel, crazy, and excitedly hunting and killing the prey he has set his sights on.
He is like an assassin walking on the tip of a knife, every step is frightening, but he can always dance the most gorgeous dance steps.
He is like a blooming lotus, and death is the only color of the lotus!
84...
80...
73...
Jiang Bai, still going on!
The pace of killing will only get faster and faster!
Fengyun Tianxia's complexion was already pale.
When he watched the old dream of the empty city shatter his hopes little by little, and beat back his 100% winning rate little by little.
With this situation, this mood, Fengyun Tianxia's vigor is dissipating little by little.
"It's too scary, he's too scary!"
Looking at the still indefatigable figure of Kongcheng Jiumeng, fear appeared in Fengyun Tianxia's eyes for the first time.
And it's not just Fengyun Tianxia who has this kind of emotion.
Including other people in the battlefield.
Gradually, they found that what they were doing was useless.
There is no way to stop the progress of the old dream of the empty city.
Some people even forgot to release their skills, staring blankly at the ever-expanding arrows in their pupils, falling down like walking dead.
By this time, this stage has completely belonged to the old dream of the empty city!
The eyes of the whole world are all focused on Jiang Bai.
In the live broadcast room, some people's blood was about to burn.
Because he faintly felt that a miracle was about to happen!
They stared intently, clenched their fists tightly, and licked their chapped lips, but none of them wanted to be distracted even for a moment.
Because they are witnessing the whole process of the birth of the miracle.
From impossible to possible.
From 1v151 to 1v70!
He's still going on.
The 88th minute!
On the battlefield, it seems that someone is already planning to give up.
Their faith has been completely shattered by the old dream of the empty city!
68...
62...
57...
The blood volume of the old dream of the empty city has gradually stabilized at more than half.
And the blood volume of the hell is still in the early 200,000s.
This is an extremely dire situation.
Although the battle is not over.
But this marked that Fengyun was no longer able to cause fatal damage to it.
Finally, the moment when Fengyun's number dropped below 50.
Just listen to the sound of "clang"!
The huge sword in Fengyun Tianxia's hand fell to the ground.
At this moment, his eyes were dull and his face was ashen.