Walking on the brightly lit long street, Ye Cheng grabbed someone and said quietly: "Where is the headquarters of the Daxing League?"
The man who was suddenly caught was stunned, and immediately slapped Ye Cheng's wrist and said angrily: "Boy, what are you doing? Let me go!"
Ye Cheng slowly let go of his hand and said, "Can we talk now?"
The moment he let go of his hand, the man immediately made a fist with his right hand. A trace of anger flashed across his face and he struck Ye Cheng's chest, cursing: "Your mother said, get out of here!"
Just when his fist hit Ye Cheng, the ferocious smile on his face had not dissipated, but his eyes were filled with horror. The fist pressing on Ye Cheng couldn't move away, and the true energy in his body was stimulated by him.
He entered a void, completely out of his control.
He used the absorption method on a player whose strength barely reached the top level. He easily sucked all the true energy into his body and sent it into the ground along his meridians. Ye Cheng looked at the man whose face was gradually turning pale and said in a cold voice: "Now can we say
Got it!"
"I know, I know. My hero, spare your life. I will take you there right now. You should just let go!"
Ye Cheng snorted coldly, and then sent the man's fist hard and hit back into his fist. The latter immediately trembled and fell away as if struck by lightning. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. On the surface, it looked like
There is no big problem, but in fact, 30% of the territory in his body has been shattered, and his strength has dropped by at least one level.
The man trembled and hurriedly led the way, thinking that the god of death appeared out of nowhere and had such terrifying strength. Killing him would be like squeezing an ant to death.
Soon, Ye Cheng led him to a place in the east of the city. Looking at the gang station in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. He hadn't seen such a small gang for a long time.
"My hero, this is the headquarters of the Daxing Alliance. If there is nothing else, should I leave first?"
"Well, it's none of your business!"
Ye Cheng walked forward slowly. Just as the two guards at the door were about to say something and yell, they felt a chill in their bodies and lost consciousness in an instant. It was like two ice sculptures hitting the door and shattering on the ground.
The man who had just walked away immediately turned around and looked around. His heart skipped a beat and he immediately understood that the man in front of him was probably looking for trouble. He immediately squatted aside and sent several letters in a row to recruit friends.
Ye Cheng raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the door. He waved his sleeves gently and the golden plaque immediately shattered and fell to the ground. Looking at the gold and iron gate in front of him, he slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the gate. The cold air gathered rapidly.
, the door several feet long and wide immediately turned into an ice door, and exploded the next moment, sending iron blocks all over the sky shooting towards the station.
"Holy crap, where did this guy come from? This damn Daxing Alliance is going to be in trouble!"
One blow shattered the fine iron gate of the gang station, which frightened the man, but before he could scream, the huge sound had already spread throughout the long street, and the bored players immediately swarmed over
, and even figures flew directly out of restaurants and teahouses, quickly heading towards Daxing League.
The setup inside the Daxing League is the same as that of a general gang station. It is a very simple large square. At the end is the gang hall. Standing at the entrance of the hall is the cornerstone of the gang. A large flag more than ten feet high is fluttering in the wind.
After the huge noise, the Daxing Alliance was also noisy. After a few breaths, hundreds of people rushed out from the surrounding side halls. They took out their weapons one by one and surrounded Ye Cheng. Of course, they would not chat with him politely. With the flash of swords and shadows,
He headed towards Yecheng. After all, he smashed the door of someone's house. He definitely didn't come to chat with someone and drink tea.
Ye Cheng glanced around, but they were all the most ordinary gang members, and there were only two of them who were at the top level.
Rolling up his long sleeves, a huge cold wind was born out of thin air, instantly knocking away more than a dozen people who took action first. Some of the weak ones were frozen to death on the spot as the cold air invaded their heart veins.
Death does not bring fear to the players of the Daxing League. After all, they are guarding the main altar. They are mentally determined and know that their mission is to protect the comfort of the main altar. Moreover, they also know that as long as they hold back the person in front of them, the city will be destroyed.
The masters here will definitely arrive soon, and they will take action when the time comes.
"Kill!"
The ordinary members of Daxing League who were not afraid of death immediately swarmed forward and exerted all their strength to show their courage.
Ye Cheng smiled indifferently. It's not scary to be weak. What's scary is that you don't even have the courage to resist when facing a strong person. That's the biggest tragedy. It seems that there is still something to be seen in this Daxing Alliance, at least the gang members can't.
Imagine being so cowardly.
However, in the face of absolute force, even with the support of courage, it is difficult to resist the slaughter. Ye Cheng strolled among the crowd, and someone died in the palm of his hand. Shrouded in a black robe, he had transformed into a dark god of death.
The players who climbed all over the wall and upstairs couldn't help but sigh when they saw the slaughter in front of them. They immediately became lively. There were various speculations, but they were basically sure that the enemy of the Daxing League was here to kill, and he was also a powerful master. This time
The Daxing Alliance is in serious trouble.
As the number of companions around them decreased one by one, the Daxing Alliance's general guards became even more crazy. They clearly saw their opponents right in front of them, but no matter how they attacked, they couldn't even touch their opponents' sleeves. It was so cowardly.
The feeling was so uncomfortable that I almost had a nervous breakdown.
Suddenly, Ye Cheng rose into the air and placed his palms flat. The cold air in his palms quickly condensed. The ice and snow storm immediately covered the area six or seven feet below him. As he slowly pressed down his palms, a huge pressure suddenly came.
The remaining half a hundred members of the Daxing Alliance immediately felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, and it was even more difficult to move in the rolling ice. Even with the protection of armor, they still felt as if their bodies were being cut by thousands of knives.
With.
"snort!"
A soft snort resounded in everyone's ears. Ye Cheng pressed down fiercely with both palms. The Daxing Alliance gang members beneath him were finally crushed. Their bodies fell to the ground uncontrollably. They all spat out a mouthful of blood.
At that moment it was frozen into ice.
When Ye Cheng slowly fell to the ground, the life of more than fifty people had disappeared, and the ground was covered with red ice.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the door of the Daxing League, and shook his head secretly. He had already had a cup of tea when he got here, but the reinforcements from the Daxing League hadn't arrived yet. He was really brave, and he was really not afraid of being smashed by someone.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the incompetence of the leader of the Daxing Alliance, but they have transferred all the masters away and should be dealing with the Young Marshal Army at this time. Who would have thought that someone would invade Shuyang City and directly attack the main altar?
.
Ye Cheng shook his head slightly and put his hands behind his back. He came here to establish his authority and warn these small and blind gangs, so he did not plan to immediately destroy the banner of the general altar, so he walked slowly to the main hall.
Standing next to the stone pier beside the flag.
The cool night breeze blew by. Nearly two thousand players around him frowned at the strange scene in front of them. They couldn't figure out who this person was. Now that all the guards of the general altar had been wiped out, they started to bombard him.
A big flag will do. You must know that the texture of this big flag is extremely hard and cannot be solved in a few strokes. Otherwise, when the Daxing Alliance's reinforcements arrive, it is not certain who will die.
Sure enough, in less than three minutes, the first group of experts from the Daxing League in the city arrived. Looking at the ice cubes in front of them, they were all shocked. Looking up at the people standing quietly under the flagpole, they felt even more psychological.
Beating the drum, a faint coercion hit everyone's hearts.
"If you dare to come and cause trouble in our Daxing Alliance, I will kill you!"
A bald man in the crowd had an angry look on his face, and a crescent shovel suddenly appeared in his hand. The light blue luster spread on the weapon, and you could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary weapon.
The bald man flew out, leaving deep footprints on the stone floor with every step he took. When he was less than three feet away from Ye Cheng, the crescent shovel in his hand suddenly struck out and shoveled straight towards the person whose back was facing him.
On Ye Cheng's back, this heavy-weight weapon had a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the force of a blow was definitely no less than a thousand pounds.
Just when everyone was shocked that Ye Cheng was unmoved, they were about to shovel his back, and they all secretly felt sorry for Ye Cheng's arrogance. You must know that this bald man is not an unknown person, but a disciple of the Shaolin Sect.
Called Heavy Tank, the third seat of Luohan Hall was originally a master of the Tyrant Club, but was later assigned to the Daxing Alliance as a means to strengthen control over the gang and as a means of the Tyrant Club.
To be able to squeeze into a world full of strong men like Luohan Hall with a crescent shovel and occupy the third seat, you can imagine how powerful this person is. The Shaolin sect has four halls and twelve courtyards, among which the most famous
They are the Bodhidharma Academy, the Discipline Academy, the Monk Academy, and the Arhat Hall. Those who can enter them are all super masters. For example, the most powerful Buddha Mercy in Shaolin is from the Bodhidharma Academy. As for whether it ranks first, it is really
No one knows.
The tyrannical force struck from Ye Cheng's lower back, like a galloping horse. The force was extremely frightening. I am afraid that his arm strength had exceeded three digits, so this angry blow was enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
In the eyes of outsiders, the heavy tanks already had an overwhelming advantage. They at least launched a sneak attack first, and Ye Cheng had his back turned, so he was at a definite disadvantage.
However, in the eyes of the heavy tank, it was a different feeling. Ye Cheng, who was integrated with the night, was still standing there, but it gave him the feeling of disappearing from his eyes at any time. Therefore, he used all his strength as soon as he took action.
Be sure to give the opponent a thunderous blow. Even if you can't kill the opponent, you still have to give him a little pressure to break the barrier in front of him.
Just when he was about to succeed, Ye Cheng suddenly turned around, made a fist with his right hand, and punched the shovel hard.
The crescent shovel that was moving forward suddenly stopped suddenly, like a charging horse hitting a wall.
"when!"
Just like a thousand-year-old ancient bell being struck, the roaring sound spread out, and almost half of Shuyang City heard the loud noise. The players who were watching the excitement around them felt as if they had been hit hard, and the energy and blood in their bodies were immediately reduced.
After swaying, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
The heavy tank's expression also changed wildly, and his feet sank hard. The stone floor with him as the center was shattered inch by inch, and the rapid cracks spread for several feet. The visible energy surged away from Ye Cheng's shovel body,
Layer by layer, like a stone dropped into an ancient well that has been silent for thousands of years.
