After about five minutes of walking sweetly with Jiayi in the rain of fallen leaves, suddenly the sound of fierce fighting and explosions came from the other side of the grass.
Since Jiayi and I are both of the special race, our hearing is much better than that of normal players. Even though the fighting place is a long way away from us, we can still hear vaguely.
I looked at Jiayi aside and said with a smile, "Go and have a look?"
Jiayi also nodded and said with a smile: "Well, let's go and have a look!"
So the two of us jumped into the grass beside us with the mentality of joining in the fun and watching the show. The snowman boots moved quickly in the grass, making a rustling sound. Although the snowman boots did not have agility, they were still silver.
The equipment, all of which are much faster than Jiayi's pair of fine iron and cloth boots.bThe president loves it deeplybbhttp:mnxub
A sudden brake came to a sudden stop. About 3 meters in front of me stood a level 34 magic swordsman player. Looking at the two names above his head, I already knew that he was a member of the Tyrant family.
player.
——Batian 2 is his name!
When Batian 2 arrived home, he put his hands on his hips, looked at me calmly and said, "The Batian family is here to reserve land for leveling, and other idlers should evacuate quickly."
At this time, Jiayi, who was left behind by me, also rushed over. When she saw the name of the Batian family player, she slightly opened her pink lips and exclaimed: "What a name!"
Hearing the shameless exclamation from such a temperamental beauty like Jia Yi, the Demon Swordsman player named Ba Tian 2 Daojia suddenly burst into tears and vented all his anger on me, glaring at me fiercely,
Said: "If you don't leave quickly, why do you have to send me the sword back to the city for you?"
Since Jiayi and I both have hidden names, and our equipment has changed drastically, even Batian Yinxue saw us before and told other Batians about our appearance and the color of our equipment.
Players, but the 2-level Magic Swordsman player in front of me obviously did not recognize Jiayi and me, and just regarded me as ordinary players who came to level up in the misty forest.
I folded my arms, looked at him with a smile, and said with a chuckle: "It was you Ba Tian who bought this territory, or Ba Tian drank blood and asked the Phantom Company to design it for you Ba Tian!"
The sarcasm in my words was suspicious. Just kidding, Tyrant of this territory must not have the money to buy blood. Furthermore, even if he had the money to buy it, would the Phantom be willing to sell it? If he sold it, it wouldn't cause public outrage among the people.
And it is even more ridiculous to say that Batian drank blood and asked Phantom to help his Batian family specially create a territory. If Batian drank blood really had this ability, how could he be wearing fine iron equipment now, and he would have been called
The Phantom Company has issued a set of silver equipment to everyone in their Tyrant family. How could it be that the only piece of silver equipment, the Heavenly Chosen Breastplate, was exploded by me? Now it is just a barely first-class equipment. It is far from me.
It is even more comparable to law.
How could this 2-level Tyrant player not hear my sarcasm? Without saying a word, he yelled and hit me with a sword on the top of my head.
"Keng!"
"mss!"
Seeing that his sword that clearly hit me was actually dropped by the MSS, this 2-level player suddenly stood there in shock.
Looking at Tyrant 2 who was standing there dumbfounded, I sneered at the corner of my mouth, and immediately struck him with a heavy blow.
"3456!"
Killed instantly with one blow, Tyrant 2 didn't even recover from the shock before he got home, and turned into streaks of starlight and returned to the city.
"Shashasha~!"
The sound of boots scraping against the grass continued to be heard in the grass. After running for about two minutes, Jiayi and I arrived at the end of the grass, hiding behind a towering tree. Jiayi and I carefully explored
He raised his two heads and looked furtively at a group of Tyrant players and a huge golden python not far away.
"1,2,3,4,5,,120!"
I counted the number of Batian players, and there were actually 120. Looking at the blood spilling everywhere on the bark of the grass and trees, I guessed that the players of the Batian family had already fought fiercely with this huge golden python before Jiayi and I came.
After the battle, it is obvious that except for the few high-level players such as Tyrant Blood Drinker, Decepticon Tiger, Tyrant Mad Demon and Bloody Mist, they can barely tangle with the golden python. The others
It is impossible for a group of Tyrant players to compete with that golden python, so before we came, a large number of Tyrant players died in the hands of this huge golden python.b President Deep Lovebbhttp:mnxub
Batian Yinxue, who was holding a fine iron sword in his hand, slashed at the huge golden python. 408 points of damage appeared on the top of the golden python. At the same time, a golden snake tail as thick as a tree trunk quickly passed by.
In the sky, a long golden light was left in the air, and then it was slapped hard on Ba Tian's blood-drinking waist like a sharp whip.
"Pfft~!"
Caught off guard, Ba Tianyinxue was swung by the golden python's tail, and was thrown away. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and stood up from the ground tremblingly with his long sword. Behind him were five or six level 36 senior holy priests.
He frantically added Qi and blood, and after a while, Ba Tianyin's Qi and blood were full again.
Batian Yinxue looked at the golden python in front of him with a ferocious expression, showing a touch of unyielding viciousness, and shouted: "I don't believe it anymore, there are more than 300 people in our Batian family who dare not kill you, a dead beast!"
"
"All the senior holy priests listened to the order and concentrated their blood on the Decepticons, Decepticons, Bloody Mist and me. The other senior demon warriors and demon knights all died in front of me.
mt, to block the boss's attack, the remaining sharpshooters and magicians all fired at the boss with all their heavy archery skills, flame arrows, ice arrows, and the Demon Tiger's Roar. Release them all for me. Don't let me draw them.
Water, don't worry about the magic. I gave each of you 30 bundles of blue potions for you to drink now. Who the f*ck caused us to be destroyed by the boss in order to save the blue potions. I was the first to kill him.
Kill him to level zero. In addition, the remaining magic warriors and magic knights stand on the periphery and pay attention to whether there are any players around who want to take advantage of them. Kill each one you see, and don't be soft-hearted!"
"yes!"
Under Batian's command to drink blood, all the Batian players responded in unison, which was quite military-speaking. This made me look at Batian's blood-drinking experience with admiration. It must have taken a lot of money to train so many players like this.
Money and thought!
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