At the entrance square of Phoenix City Center, the crowd exclaimed, and everyone looked forward. The players from the dark camp gritted their teeth and looked at Long Xiang Jiutian, wishing to cut him into pieces.
Because this man has cast a pall over the dark camp forever, which is a great shame and humiliation.
"Long Xiang!" Duanhun Wushang gritted his teeth and clasped the sharp weapon in his hand as he stared at Long Xiang and his group who were walking slowly. The man walking at the front who was so handsome that the man felt ashamed was Long Xiang Jiutian.
"Long Xiang Jiutian!!" The man holding a gorgeous bow and arrow and wearing leather armor was suddenly Meng Tianshang, one of the top ten masters of the dark camp. Surrounded by Duanhun Wushang, the top ten masters of the dark camp all had stern expressions on their faces.
They looked at Longxiang Jiutian who was slowly walking towards them.
"Long Xiang is here."
"Wow, so handsome. Is that Long Xiang Jiutian? I really want to be his girlfriend." Everyone present, almost all female players, were attracted by Long Xiang Jiutian's handsome face, and the appearance of players from Longxiang headquarters
It attracted people's attention, especially Long Xiang Jiutian, and the eyes of most beauties had already focused on him.
"Humph" compared to the beauties, the male players showed contempt and disdain. In fact, they were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred, and they looked at the group of people involuntarily.
"Hey, Longxiang?"
When the cadres of the Dream Union who had just walked out not far away turned their heads and happened to see Long Xiang Jiutian and his party approaching, Silence, Wuxin, Xiao Ting, Wulei and other cadres looked back.
"Will Longxiang Jiutian also participate in the martial arts competition? Haha, it seems that our boss's words have a certain effect?" Dugu Wulei raised a smile, and the weapon in his hand exuded bursts of cold light.
Facing the oncoming Long Xiang Jiutian and his party, the atmosphere at the scene began to become strange, even a little silent. Except for the players standing motionless on the spot, there was only the forward pace of Long Xiang Jiutian and the others.
They looked at the players around them with arrogance and arrogance, and glanced at the players from all sides with arrogant expressions, their expressions full of arrogance and pride.
When Long Xiang Jiutian and Meng's group of people looked at each other, a touch of discord appeared in the air. Long Xiang's people discovered Meng's people, and Meng did the same.
"Yo yo yo, this is, this is..."
When Long Xiang's team came slowly, one of the players named Long Xiang Shengtian pointed at the location of Meng, and scratched his head, pointing at the player Dream with an exaggerated expression,
He was stunned but didn't say anything.
"This is the so-called dream of Phoenix City, it's nothing more than that." Long Xiang Xingtian glanced at the cadres of Dream, showing a trace of disdain and contempt, as if he did not take the cadres of Dream seriously.
"Oh oh oh, is this the Dream Union in Phoenix City? Is it a union created by that trash who wants to compete with our president?" Long Xiang glanced at the members of Dream and said in a strange tone.
"What did you say!" At that moment, Long Xiaotian and Wu Lei shouted loudly, and immediately turned around where they had stopped, with stern expressions on their faces.
"What are you talking about? The president is rubbish, and the members are just the same!" Long Xiang Kuangtian said without fear of a cold voice.
"You are looking for death!" The moment Long Xiang Kuangtian finished speaking, a sharp sword with a cold light was hung on his neck. This sudden scene touched the nerves of everyone present.
, and the surrounding players also trembled.
"No Tears!" the members of Dream shouted, and it turned out that the player who took action was Dugu No Tears.
Long Xiang vs Dream!
This is not the first time, but the fierce friction at close range is still the first time for some people to see it. After all, the dream of union fame has already spread in Xuanyuan Continent.
"What did you say? I called you rubbish!" Long Xiang Kuang Tian looked at Wu Tears ferociously. Although his expression was a little surprised, it only lasted for a moment.
"Calling others rubbish? Then wouldn't the Longxiang branch, which lost to Dream in Phoenix City, be considered rubbish?" Just when the two sides were at war with each other, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
The players looked away at the sound, and there was another exclamation from the crowd: "The night is very quiet, my God, not only is the night very quiet, but there is also mist and rain!"
"Have the presidents of the three major forces in Phoenix City arrived in the Imperial City?" When people saw who was coming, they all showed a hint of shock.
"Huh, Ye is Quiet!" Duanhun Wushang, Xie Xue, Yoghurt Cup and others stopped fighting in their hands and looked at Ye is Quiet. If Longxiang Jiutian has brought a huge blow to them, then Quiet, Yanyu
, Yuchen and the other three gave them a hard slap, which was as painful as a slap in the face. After all, what the three of them did in the dark camp had already been known to the players.
This has caused the players of the dark camp to lose face, and in the subsequent camp battles, the dark side was defeated miserably, and most of the players in the dark camp hated them.
Jing Jing's words immediately attracted the attention of most players. Even Long Xiang Jiutian turned his head slightly, but didn't say much. He slowly turned his head back and stared straight ahead without saying a word.
"What the hell are you talking about!" Long Xiang Kuangtian and the others immediately started to curse. They were all suffocating their anger over the failure of the battle in Phoenix City. Now that Jing Jing said this, how could they not be angry?
"What? Are you angry? I didn't say anything about you!" An Jing led a team of hundreds of people to the front of Shen Mo with disdain.
"Brother An Jing, how are you? Let's go and talk to some self-righteous people. I think the most important thing is to prove everything with strength." An Jing walked towards the members of Dreams with a smile on his face.
"Haha, ah, that's right." Shen Mo grinned and said to the brothers: "Brothers, let's go to the martial arts club and let those who call you trash know that they are actually worse than trash!!"
As he said that, he glanced at the players from the Longxiang Guild behind him.
"Hahahaha, what a piece of trash!" Yanyu led a group of people out, laughing loudly, her burly body exuding a powerful aura.
"Are the three unions uniting?" Long Xiang Juetian glanced disdainfully. If they had just dreamed of being a gang, they would not have lost!
"Let's go." Seeing more and more players gathered here, Long Xiang Jiutian, who had been silent and watching the crowd, finally spoke. He walked forward slowly and walked to a group of fans under people's gaze.
Beside the young beauty.
"Where is your president?" asked a cold voice. Long Xiang Jiutian's words immediately made the group of beauties look stern.
"You don't need to worry about it!" Feng Wu Qingxin said coldly. It turned out that these people were Feng Wu's players.
"Are there dragons soaring and phoenixes dancing in China? There are also Dreams, Apocalypse, Misty Jiangnan, Zhantian, Temples of Gods, and the dark camp's lineup is also so strong. This time the World Martial Arts Conference seems to be in full swing."
When the players took a look at the scene in front of them, they all showed excitement and excitement. Some players were even a little disappointed. After all, with the participation of many experts, there is no one who can stand out among 500 million players and become famous.
not much.
"Where is your president?" Long Xiang Jiutian didn't say much and still asked coldly, but this time, his tone was particularly cold, giving people a chilling feeling.
"President, she didn't come!" Feng Wu Qingxin curled her lips and did not dare to look into Long Xiang's eyes.
"Oh? Really." Long Xiang Jiutian stopped talking and walked back to the team. He took a look at the location of his dream. He raised his head in confusion for a long time and asked: "Oh? Isn't the president of your dream?
Do you dare to participate in this competition?"
"What did you say! What the hell!" The members of the dream immediately became excited. After all, Yuchen's position in their hearts is not something ordinary people can understand!
"Have you been chosen? Why are you so excited?" Long Xiang Shengtian snorted coldly and looked at the members of the dream.
"What? Do you want to die here now?" Wu Lei asked coldly.
Long Xiang Shengtian also had an angry expression and raised his sword in front of him and shouted: "If you have the guts, come and try it. This is a small smashing of your dreams. Let me teach you what it means to be a master!"
"It's just you?" Wu Lei's expression showed no fear, and the golden years in his hands were already exuding an extremely cold light.
"Let's go, everything will be understood at the martial arts meeting. The gap will always be a chasm that you people cannot cross." Long Xiang Jiutian glanced at everyone and said coldly.
"Hmph!" Long Xiang's members looked at the Dream players dissatisfied, but the Dream players were already filled with anger, and they became even more angry when they saw their arrogant expressions.
"Let's go!" Silence spoke at the most critical moment, keeping calm at all times. Both parties suppressed their anger and waited for the upcoming martial arts meeting.
"Yeah, at the martial arts competition, I want these guys to know the taste of failure!" the dreaming cadres thought resolutely.
After Long Xiang and his group walked not far, they suddenly stopped. In the eyes of everyone, Long Xiang Jiutian turned back coldly and said sideways: "By the way, tell your president, if you don't dare to come, just
Don't say those self-righteous nonsense, this kind of people are really annoying, like flies."
"Nima..." The cadres of Dreams immediately became excited, while Silence and Wuxin and others in front quickly stopped the excited people.
With a stern expression, he said silently and coldly: "Long Xiang Jiutian, just watch, at the martial arts meeting, your undefeated myth will be shattered! Our president will definitely defeat you!"
"That's never possible!" Long Xiang Jiutian's cold words answered the silence of them.
Clenching their fists and looking at their departing figures, dreaming and apocalyptic life, the members of Misty Jiangnan's eyes were filled with fighting intent!!!
At the same time, at the top of the floating city, the battle is finally coming to an end, with 2 hours left before the martial arts meeting!
