Chapter 623

"No, no, I need a sip of Happy Water to calm down."

"How many more times?!"

The Border Xu Chu player looked despairingly at the countless arrows in the sky,

he had only a sliver of health left,

if another round came,

he would be gone!

"This general is truly f***ing terrifying!" The Border Xu Chu player couldn't help but look at Gu Xuan,

a single card in his hand,

was like it had entered a printer,

printing out again and again!

Who could withstand this?!

Even Dong Zhuo would have a hard time, right?!

"Click! Click!"

Two more sounds of health deduction rang out in succession,

Border Zhang Fei and Border Dian Wei both had pale faces,

the hair at their temples,

was soaked by cold sweat,

at this moment,

these two,

were also left with only a tiny, bright red point of health!

Gu Xuan looked at the two with satisfaction,

and smiled lightly:

"You like to use large-scale Strategy Cards, don't you?"

"This will let you have your fill!"

Border Zhang Fei and Border Dian Wei no longer had the energy to answer Gu Xuan's words,

because,

the third wave of arrows carrying a cold glint,

gave them absolutely no time to react,

and quickly fell from the sky again,

"Click!"

Seat Six Border Xu Chu,

his last sliver of health vanished completely,

entering the near-death stage!

The players on the field,

looked at each other, none daring to save him,

in this situation, even if they had Peaches in hand,

but,

no one knew how many times this round of Ten Thousand Arrows would fire,

what if they saved someone else and then died themselves next?

Better to keep the Peaches to save their own lives.

"Prime Minister, this general did his best..."

Border Xu Chu's phantom dissolved into points of light,

the Border Xu Chu player was eliminated in unwillingness,

he sat in his seat,

and fiercely slapped his own hand twice,

"Telling you to be clumsy with your hands, telling you to be clumsy with your hands,"

"Why did you greed for Nothing Comes from Something?!"

If he hadn't kept that Nothing Comes from Something in his hand,

even if Gu Xuan had emptied his hand, he wouldn't have drawn any good cards,

so how could he have fallen to this state now?

Gu Xuan's current identity, according to his guess,

was very likely a Traitor or a Loyalist,

this round, they Rebels were extremely likely to be all eliminated 0......

Ten Thousand Arrows continued to fire,

the third round swept indiscriminately down,

a continuous stream of near-death warning sounds rang out,

on the field,

Seat Seven Border Ma Chao, Seat Two Border Guo Jia, Seat Three Border Zhang Fei, Seat Four Border Dian Wei,

one after another entered the near-death state,

All were left without rescue,

and were eliminated one after another.

Among them, Jie Xu Chu, Jie Ma Chao, and Jie Guo Jia—the three of them were all Rebels.

After their deaths, they allowed Gu Xuan to draw nine extra cards!

Now in the arena,

only Jie Guan Yu at seat eight with one health point and Liu Qi at seat one with three health points remained, struggling desperately.

However,

after the Liu Qi player saw that Jie Zhang Fei at seat three was the Traitor,

he instantly stopped panicking.

The Traitor was already dead,

and with Gu Xuan having previously emptied the hand of the Jie Xu Chu player at seat six while not taking cards from Jie Dian Wei, the Loyalist,

he was very likely his own great Loyalist!

Now, he had the highest stamina in the entire arena, still at three points.

Although he had no Dodge cards left in hand,

yet with such high stamina,

even if everyone else died, he could still survive.

Thinking this,

the Liu Qi player seemed less afraid.

He sat in his original spot, quietly waiting for the next round of Ten Thousand Arrows to descend.

The Jie Guan Yu player at seat eight was closest to the Lord.

Naturally, he noticed the Lord's actions.

In his heart, he also roughly guessed what the Lord was thinking.

He glanced at his identity card—Loyalist.

He let out a bitter laugh.

Yet he did not wish to say much.

After all, he had only one stamina point remaining.

When the next round of Ten Thousand Arrows descended,

the identities on the field

would all become clear.

"Click!"