The matchmaker and several others were sitting on horseback. When they heard Ye Cheng's challenge, they knew that this person was really intelligent and even more calm in times of danger. If he wanted to escape from the siege alive, he would have to rely on his own strength.
It's impossible. Only by helping the players on the periphery break the formation can you have a chance to save your own life.
Sha Wushe in the restaurant said in a deep voice: "This watchman is indeed extraordinary. He dares to challenge in such a chaotic situation. This is the best way. Only by suppressing the enemy's morale can we win a chance!"
The Ninety Thieves said with a cold expression: "If this person continues to stay in the northwest, I'm afraid we will all be overwhelmed by him. Today is the best time to get rid of this person!"
"Don't worry, maybe someone can take care of him this time without us taking action!" Sha Wushe narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold air came out.
There are many people who want to kill Ye Cheng, but there are also some who don’t want anything to happen to him. At least the players of the Eighteen Iron Horses have this idea. Jiuqu Tianxing has wanted to lead people into the enemy’s formation many times, but Feng Chen Wushuang stopped him every time.
, could only watch the fighting in the field quietly.
While everyone was waiting in different directions, Brother Geng Hu'er's flight immediately ignited the fighting spirit of the players' coalition forces. The thundering cheers also marked the defeat of Qu Ao's third disciple. In the end, he lost to Ye Cheng and could only
Choose to retreat.
This retreat was out of control, Ye Cheng shouted loudly: "Where to escape!"
Before he finished speaking, before Ye Cheng could catch up, a golden round shield came through the air. There were sharp thorns on the shield. It was obviously a thing specially used to break the internal energy, but Ye Cheng's ancient demon Buddha arm
How could he be afraid when he was in the body, so he could only stop chasing Brother Geng and Hu'er. His right arm, as black as ink, punched the air in the distance, and a pillar of air hit the shield.
"when--"
Just like a thousand-year-old ancient bell being knocked awake, a deep and loud sound spread throughout the audience. Chang Shumou did not know when he had crossed more than ten feet, and flew into the sky above Yecheng. He easily caught the golden shield that flew back with his right hand.
He opened his mouth and shouted: "You kid is cheating!"
Ye Cheng knew that his move was to save morale, and of course he was not cheating. He took two steps back and said with a smile: "It turns out that Qu Ao's disciples are all a bunch of weaklings who can't afford to lose!"
"You bastard, I will kill you within ten moves!"
Chang Shumou closed his two shields, and the sharp spikes on the edge of the shield were cut off quickly. The cold air almost froze one's breath. With the power of volleying down, I am afraid that the force of not less than several thousand kilograms, even if Ye Cheng
He is not afraid of the sharp spikes of the golden shield, but he does not dare to take this attack forcefully.
He retreated sharply and shouted coldly: "I'm not afraid of you even if it's a wheel battle. It would be a good idea to exchange these two gold medals for wine!"
The matchmaker on the periphery also refused to miss the opportunity. Although Ye Cheng's death was indeed a good thing for her, it was insignificant compared with the things in front of her. Even people with a little brains knew how to choose, and shouted: "Here
I'll kill you, and the first one to rush into the enemy's position will be rewarded with a million silver taels!"
One million silver taels is a windfall for ordinary players, not much different from winning the lottery. Even if you die once, it is worth it. The army of players is swarming, and only a few hundred people are left risking their lives.
The team rushed away, and their fearless momentum increased by a few points.
The Ninety Thieves frowned and asked in a low voice: "What do you say? Do you want to take action?"
Sha Wuhe knew that now that Ye Cheng was holding Chang Shumou back, it was the best time for them to break through the enemy. After choosing between the two, he nodded slowly and said: "The overall situation is the most important thing. Come on, we have accomplished this."
Tickets are good for brothers!"
After saying that, he took the lead and came out of the broken window on the second floor, shouting: "Brothers, follow me and kill!"
"Bang--"
For a moment, all the windows of the restaurant were shattered, and figures fell from the second floor one after another. The space originally vacated by Ye Cheng and Geng Ge Huer's duel gave these people an advantage. They stood safely on the ground and rushed out quickly.
The sudden change caused the Turkic warriors on the side to panic. However, they were also elite troops. They immediately grasped the weapons in their hands and blocked the spreading crowd. If they could not block these people, they would be under attack from both sides.
Even in a strong team, they will be wiped out.
Ye Cheng was determined at this moment. Although he was so oppressed by Chang Shumou that he could not hold his head up, he knew in his heart that he was no longer in danger of his life. As long as he could hold back the man in front of him, this operation would be considered a complete success.
Ye Cheng, who had no worries about his future, was more confident and bold to fight against Chang Shumou. Because of the ancient arm of the demon Buddha, Ye Cheng dared to hit with all his strength with every blow. Although the opponent's shield skills were extremely strange, in the end,
It was to deal with the inner family's anger, but it didn't take advantage of his strange arm at all.
Chang Shumou was impatient. Since Yun Shuai hadn't shown up yet, he was probably defeated by the man in black. What's more important was that his rear formation had been broken through. He was thinking about relying on his formation.
Delay is basically impossible. If we don't retreat and a pincer attack is formed, these elite troops will probably be buried here.
Keenly aware of the opponent's intention to retreat, Ye Cheng's face showed a smile, and he gently put his right hand on the golden shield on Chang Shumou's left hand. He contained his inner strength without releasing it, and pulled the shield on his hand out with a pull.
, chuckled and said: "Uncle is tired, have a good rest, I will save this shield for you!"
Chang Shumou was horrified. He immediately realized that he was distracted by the defeat in the peripheral battle, and he was stupidly distracted. If his opponent was not a top expert, this alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.
In shock, he hurriedly put his strength on the shield, trying to take it back.
Ye Cheng immediately released the true energy gathered in his hands, and said with a long smile: "Shu Mou is really tired, you have been fooled!"
His heart trembled, and Chang Shumou realized that although the shield was about to be released just now, his opponent's right arm did not have the strength to do so. After being shouted at like this, he really woke up, but it was too late to take back the gushing internal power.
"when--"
This time the loud noise caused the golden shield to fall apart.
Chang Shumou, who had once again miscalculated, was disturbed by the zhenqi that invaded his body. He immediately vomited blood and turned pale. The injuries from the previous fight with Ouyang Feng were even more unbearable. The injuries were added to the injuries, but the root was injured.
This time I was a disastrous failure.
At the moment when the shield shattered, Chang Shumou quickly floated away and shouted in a low voice: "Ling'er, Gengzi, follow me and leave quickly. I will definitely pay back this ugly man many times over in the future!"
The military orders were like mountains. Although the Turkic warriors who were struggling were not afraid of multiple enemies, but this time the commander of the team had spoken, they had to quickly gather the team. Before the player's army could close up, they broke out from the gap on the side.
And those players who came for the tributes would not ask these poor bandits, and rushed towards the remaining Changming people.
Chang Minghui originally had about two hundred people, but after resisting several times, there were still more than a hundred people left who could move. At this moment, looking at a team of horse thieves dozens of times larger than his own, he suddenly lost the intention to resist, and one of them was slightly taller.
The thin man took a few steps forward and shouted: "I am Chang Ming Hui Long Zhan Yu Ye, please see the person in charge of this operation!"
With the defeat of the Turkic warriors, the matchmaker who was in charge of the central army was in a good mood. When she heard Long Zhan Yuye's shouting, she rode her horse and walked forward slowly, laughing and saying: "Isn't this the second in command of the Changming Society? Why is this so?
What a coincidence, you are here too?"
Long Zhan Yuye looked calm and chuckled: "It turns out she is the matchmaker of the Red Water Legion. I haven't seen her for a long time. It turns out that all the heads of the family are here. This time, the effort is not small. This business is not small. I want to do it."
First of all, congratulations to everyone!”
Xiao Jian said coldly: "Since when did Long Zhan Yuye of the Changming Society become such a mother-in-law? We can let your brothers here go, but each of them must pay a ransom of 100,000 taels of silver. As for you, Long Zhan Yu,
Ye, you have decided your own worth!"
Long Zhan Yuye was robbed of his innocence like this. He was about to get angry when he saw the small sword of a bloody mercenary. He immediately remembered the incident a few days ago. He suppressed his unhappiness and stared at the matchmaker quietly.
The purpose has been revealed by Xiao Jian, but naturally he will not listen to Xiao Jian. The matchmaker is the person in charge this time.
The matchmaker smiled slightly and said proudly: "Xiao Jian's words make sense. Brother Long, what do you think?"
There are more than 100 people here, which is more than 10 million taels of silver. Although Changminghui is also a big gang, such a large sum of money makes Long Zhanyuye feel a pain in his heart. But these are the elites of the gang. If they all
If he died last time, the consequences would be extremely serious, and he could still make a choice between gain and loss.
"Brother Xiaojian is right, I will accept the matchmaker's favor this time!" Long Zhan Yuye is indeed a character. Although he was killed in vain, he did not show any anger at all. He always looked relaxed and immediately wrote
He handed over a contract and said calmly: "Here are fifteen million taels of silver. I am leaving this place now. Please make way for me!"
The matchmaker waved her hand with a smile on her face, and a gap immediately opened in the tightly surrounding crowd. People from the Changming Club evacuated in despair. Soon, only the top ten horse thieves were left in the entire convoy.
"Everyone in the eleven families has sent people to supervise and quickly inventory the items. I also ask all the heads of the household to follow me into the building to talk about it!"
The matchmaker collected the horse tags, waved her robe gently, and took the lead into the restaurant with style. Except for a bad beginning, everything else in this operation was in accordance with the script, which proved that her plan was correct, and
The harvest will definitely make all the heads of family excited, and your prestige will have a good start.
Feng Chen Wushuang dismounted and quickly walked to Ye Cheng's side, took out some healing medicine, and asked in a low voice: "This success is all thanks to you, otherwise more than half of these players would have been killed or injured. You are fine."
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Ye Cheng, whose face was pale, fell to the ground like a dead man when Chang Shumou retreated. It took him a while to regain some strength. He admired Chang Shumou's strength in his heart. He had the right time, the right place and the right people, but he could only attack.
He hurt this person, and he was almost exhausted. Fortunately, his opponent ran away first, otherwise he would have died.
Being able to defeat this person this time was largely due to good luck. The opponent was first injured by Ouyang Feng, and then was attacked by successive armies of players. He never had a chance to recover from his injuries, but he was the one who challenged him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he barely managed to injure the man, causing his unhealed injuries, causing him to be more injured, and then he chose to retreat.
Ye Cheng sighed in a low voice: "Sometimes, people's luck is really important! I'm just the lucky one!"
With the help of Feng Chen Wushuang, he slowly stood up and walked towards the restaurant that was already riddled with holes. There was still an invisible battle to be fought here.
