The restaurant is still noisy, and the team members who have had enough work are gradually going offline to rest. Only a table in the corner of the second floor still has a few people sitting quietly, forming a small world of its own.
After a long time, the blind man whispered: "With our current influence, it is difficult to reach an agreement with the tribe. The relationship between us is just a simple employment, which cannot meet your requirements!"
Xue Sha also nodded in agreement: "That's true. I don't know how you influenced the Rob tribe, but it's basically impossible for them to leave the life and death of the tribe to us!"
Ye Cheng sighed softly and realized that what he was thinking was still too simple. The reason why he was able to reach an agreement with Hamaya in the first place was because the army was approaching, and the factors of practicing Nishang were included.
possible possibility.
"In this case, you'd better form an alliance and don't have to consider other people's opinions. In the future, when the popularity of various martial arts increases, there will definitely be many teams of horse thieves who will threaten your status. You won't just have to annihilate one of them.
Yes, besides, the strength you have together is enough. When you encounter a big task, you will at least have a helper!"
Ye Cheng still expressed his thoughts. After this incident, he also understood the situation among the horse thieves. Not many of them are good birds. They may give you a knife from behind one day. There is only profit.
Only the collective can last forever.
The blind man nodded and said: "I don't object to this. After all, we are weak now. We are not afraid of our opponents knowing it, but we are afraid that they will stumble us in the dark. It will be difficult to stand up!"
Xue Sha and Xiao Jian also nodded, and the remaining Jiuqu Tianxing naturally had no objections. No matter how you look at this matter, it is beneficial to the Iron Horse Shibaqi. Even if you offend some people in the future, you must be strong and confident.
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In front of Ye Cheng, several people made an alliance based on their blood, which was regarded as an alliance.
Feng Chen Wushuang on the side moved over and asked softly: "Are you ready to leave?"
Ye Cheng shook his head and smiled, and said in a low voice: "You can develop with peace of mind in the future. At least you don't have to worry about being surrounded by several companies. I will help people with tasks for a while, and I may have to quit the team, but you don't have to worry about it.
Only when you are strong can the cavalry be strong. I am a wanderer!"
"It doesn't matter if you go, I'm your guard, call me when you go!"
Feng Chen Wushuang said it very naturally and looked at the wine glass in her hand quietly. The refreshing fragrance of the wine seemed to have made her intoxicated.
Ye Cheng slowly turned around, patted her on the shoulder, shook his head and said: "Some things are responsibilities. You are already the backbone of the cavalry, and none of the other people have your qualifications. You have thousands of responsibilities on your shoulders."
Human honor and disgrace!"
"Hey, it's really troublesome. It's impossible to think about freedom. It's good for you to just pat your butt and leave. Why did you give them hope in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to just crush it? My ideal is not
Trapped by these things!"
Feng Chen Wushuang is also a person who likes freedom. When she left Kunlun, it was because of those rules and regulations that made her feel uncomfortable. Now that she is the main force of the Eighteen Iron Horses, she still can't be free. She can only sigh secretly in her heart.
Ye Cheng has a good impression of this woman who is similar to himself, and there are really few among the Eighteen Iron Horses who are more talented than her. Jiuqu Tianxing is still young and not as calm as her in doing things. He also has some responsibilities.
He couldn't choose, so he chuckled and said, "Actually, you can be more free if you want, just find a few people like you and throw the burden to them!"
"This is a good idea, it seems I can only imitate you!"
What else could Feng Chen Wushuang say? Even if he said it, some things couldn't be changed.
Juechen Valley is destined to become a world soaked in blood. The arrival of thousands of elite soldiers from Daxue Peak immediately shattered the tranquility here. Juechen's original intention was to be isolated from the world, but he still couldn't escape from the entanglement of this worldly matter.
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The players were not bloodthirsty, but faced with the temptation of equipment and martial arts, they fell deeply into it. Starting from early morning, Daxue Peak had been strangulating here all morning. They came prepared and beat Juechen Valley.
Caught off guard, after sacrificing the lives of hundreds of disciples in the valley, the Lord of Juechen Valley finally appeared. Dressed in white clothes and taking off his dust, with a long sword flying across the sky, he appeared in this blood-stained world.
The Glory God of War was overjoyed and quickly ordered the gang to immediately take a defensive position to trap the master of Juechen Valley, Shang Yin. As long as their valley master was killed, the remaining resistance would be vulnerable.
Although the battle in Qiuci Town made Ye Cheng famous, it also pushed Daxuefeng into everyone's sight. This vaguely ambitious gang immediately attracted many players to join, and it expanded again in an instant.
It makes the glorious God of War more confident and even more proud.
Shang Yin was trapped in the crowd, and his disciple in the valley was killed. He was heartbroken. The three-foot long sword in his hand was filled with murderous intent, and the Juechen sword technique fell into the crowd. His snow-white gown was already stained with blood. This blood stain was of course the player's.
, before his strength is exhausted, no one here can break through his body-protecting energy.
"You are an arrogant young man who dares to come to my Juechen Valley to run wild. You will definitely have trouble coming and going today!"
Shang Yin was furious in his heart, and followed the crowd with his sword. The surging sword light tore a gap in the crowd and rushed towards the Glory God of War.
The Glory God of War half-squinted his eyes and stood on a rockery. He looked at Shang Yin who had already flown through the air. He still had a smile of victory on his face. He waved his hand fiercely and a group of armored men appeared behind him. Solid armored generals
His whole body was tightly wrapped in it, and he was holding a ten-foot-long iron spear in his hand as he pressed forward step by step.
This is the capital of the Glory God of War to conquer the city. The three hundred armored warriors are equipped with black armor that can only be produced by fifth-level gangs. Even among the many veteran gangs, there are only a few who have the ability and courage to equip so many at once.
, the price of a piece of black iron armor alone is 120,000 taels of silver. The attributes of this armor are not very outstanding, but there is only one extremely astonishing protection power of up to 560 points. Even Ye Cheng's blue armor is not far behind.
few.
How can ordinary swords tear through such defenses, but with such high protection, this set of black iron armor is extremely heavy, which puts a heavy burden on the player's body, and the movement speed is reduced by 50%. Therefore, this armor is only suitable for positions.
In a battle, if it is an ordinary vendetta, there are dozens of ways to kill the characters in the armor.
With this super protective armor, the player finally withstood Shang Yin's offensive. Under the raging sword energy, the black iron armor continued to have cracks, but they didn't want to be like that just now. Anyone touched by the sword energy would either die or die.
hurt.
Although Shang Yin was heartbroken that his disciples were killed in the valley, he could still hold his composure and said with a smile: "Ignorant boy, do you want to block my way with these iron lumps? When I break through this formation, let's see what else you have.
If you are capable, I want you to die without a place to die!"
The Glory God of War shouted with a smile on his face: "Shang Yin, I think you are the overlord of this party, and I can't bear to destroy your Juechen Valley. As long as you are willing to hand over the Juechen Sword, Juechen Sword Technique and ten million taels of silver, my gang leader
What do you think about withdrawing our troops immediately and not invading your Juechen Valley again?"
"Shameless little thief, you covet my merchant's sword skills. When I break this formation, let's see how arrogant you can be!"
When Shang Xian was angry, his sword power became even more powerful. Although these armored men could temporarily trap him, they were unable to break through his body-protecting Qi. If they wanted to consume his inner strength, who knows what?
They don't want to see a tragic victory at any time.
"This guy is really consuming energy. It's been more than an hour and he's still alive and kicking. His internal energy is really deep and unusual!"
Next to the Glory God of War, a man in a green robe warrior uniform whispered in a low voice. He kept pulling out the long sword in the sheath with his right hand, looking impatient, as if he could not take action to kill Shang Yin.
"Have some patience and hate the sky. How are the losses of our armored guards?" The Glory God of War turned sideways and asked a woman standing aside.
The woman frowned and said: "Forty people were seriously injured and ten died. The armors of the members who are still fighting are also extremely worn. If they cannot be removed in time, they may be directly damaged!"
The Glory God of War felt a pain in his heart. It seemed that the repair cost this time would cost a lot of money. He frowned and said: "It won't work if this goes on. Even if we defeat it, we will suffer a lot of losses. I hate God. I will pay for the repairs last time."
The things are for me to use, so get this guy down for me within half an hour!"
The man named Hentian's face lit up, and he said with a smile: "I told you to use it a long time ago, but you don't have to pay for it. No matter how good it is, it's a waste if you don't use it. I will kill this guy with my own hands in a while, and his Juechen
His swordsmanship is really good, it makes me excited just thinking about it!"
After saying that, the man took out a small bottle from his arms, smiled with a very ferocious expression, tapped the rock under his feet, and flew a few feet away. When he was about to fall, he tapped the shoulders of the armored guards under his feet, and the body was in mid-air.
He spiraled like a whirlwind, a cold light suddenly appeared on his waist, and he swooped towards Shang Yin in the air, like an eagle swooping down, doing it in one go, revealing a good light skill.
Shang Yin naturally saw this person coming and sneered coldly: "Huang-haired boy, I will kill you with three tricks!"
With his feet, he stepped on the spear that was attacking in front of him, and with the help of the armored man's upward thrust, it swept out diagonally. The sword energy wrapped the green-robed man in it, and swept him away like a strong wind.
The face of the man in green robe changed from the arrogant look just now. He turned around with his long sword to protect himself. A burst of pale sword light flashed by, and the sound of clanging could be heard continuously. When the man in green robe turned around, his face was already solemn, and his clothes were full of solemnity.
There are also quite a few sword marks.
Being struck by such a ferocious burst of sword energy, the man in green robes suddenly felt a surge of true energy in his body. Before he could recover, Shang Yin's fierce sword had already struck from bottom to top. Although it lacked the dazzling sword light just now,
The man in green robe did not feel the sword was easy at all. He had nowhere to escape in mid-air. If he could not resist the sword, he would be killed by the opponent's surge in sword power.
The man in green robe is also an unusually mediocre man. At the critical moment, he poured his true energy into the sword body and used the skill of Thousand Jin Drop. His figure plummeted. Before Shangyin's sword power reached its peak, he hit the tip of the sword. He suddenly looked at the powerful sword.
The real energy surged along the sword, and the blood energy that had just been suppressed was shaken and rolled again, and half a mouthful of blood could not help but gush out.
"Take my dart!"
The man in green robe was pushed upward by this force. Another blow would really kill him. He hurriedly threw out the small bottle in his left hand and shouted angrily.
Although Shang Yin knocked his opponent away with one sword, because the sword had not yet reached its peak, the strength of the sword was dispersed in advance, and the sword power could not follow closely, so he could only fall down and hit one of them.
The spear tip of the Da Xuefeng gang flew up again with the help of force. This time the sword contained 10% of his power, and it was bound to take this person's life.
