In an instant, the place was surprisingly quiet, and the originally sneer face of the Honglian layman also froze. At this time, there was no wind at all, but the leaves in the forest were rustling, and the curtains and bells on the carriage were also shaken.
Everyone felt the oppressive force of a king-like aura. Some players who were not strong in determination actually had their legs weaken and fell directly to the ground.
Xiao Bieli slowly moved his eyes towards the carriage. This powerful momentum was obviously coming from the carriage. He had some hesitation in his heart. He did not dare to confirm his thoughts.
"Who is that person!" layman Honglian pushed into the crowd, looked around, and said with some stuttering, "Chasing... chasing mercenaries... the mercenary group is doing things, people who know the truth... ah, no, don't disturb anyone who has nothing to do with it...
"
I don't know since when, Cheng Luo has been able to control his aura skillfully, and the angrier he is, the stronger the aura becomes.
It seems to have something to do with his legendary heritage. Could it be that in the later stages of the game, every player who has entered the legendary level can control such an aura? Cheng Luo thought to himself
Sitting quietly in the carriage, with a dark face, he said coldly: "I am the irrelevant person."
Everyone was shocked and turned their heads in the direction of the sound, and what they saw was a carriage with an arrow hanging on it.
The next moment, the curtain hanging in front of the carriage door opened instantly, and a faint black sword energy burst out. The entire carriage was instantly blown to pieces.
"Poof!" The black sword energy directly swept away a row of players, and dozens of white lights instantly rose up. A gap was opened in the original encirclement of the Zhulang mercenary group.
"This...this black sword energy...could it be..." Honglian layman showed a horrified expression. He seemed to have guessed who it was.
"Damn... retreat quickly! It's the hand of fate! The hand of fate..." Before Honglian layman could finish speaking, a silver-white arc passed in front of everyone.
-21541-39847 The black sword pierced and pierced the chest of the layman Honglian. He let out a miserable howl. The layman Honglian opened his eyes wide. He was killed instantly without any suspense at all.
The Red Lotus layman was so arrogant that he instantly eliminated the mage's weak life without even opening the magic shield. It was no problem at all.
"Hand of fate, Black Feather" Cheng Luo said coldly, holding the magic sword to his side, lowering his head slightly, his long black hair and bangs covering most of his face.
"Holy crap! He's Kuroba! Kuroba of the Hand of Destiny!"
"Why do players from Hand of Destiny appear here?"
"And you still have to sit in a carriage and be escorted by others?"
The players of the Zhulang mercenary group were shocked and looked at the player in black clothes, black hair, and black sword.
Cheng Luo didn't give them a chance to react at all. He raised his hand and flew out a Condensing Slash, letting the players with their mouths open directly eat this devastating blow.
The sword swings in all directions!
Whirlwind!
After two group attack skills were released, the encirclement of the Zhulang mercenary group collapsed instantly, and all the warrior players in the front row fell to the ground and died.
Looking coldly at the hunter and mage players not far away, Cheng Luo glanced over and found that many players were so frightened that their legs were weak.
These players are considered elites among ordinary players, but if they face god-level players like Cheng Luo, they will be like a general against a small soldier with no ability to resist at all.
Moreover, the public opinion of the masses is always above all else. The ability to lift off the entire roof with just one sword energy is really intimidating.
The most unreliable subordinates are those who spend money. Since the people who paid the wages are dead, why should these people stand here and wait for death? Cheng Luo looked at the players of the chasing mercenary group who abandoned their helmets and armor and fled, but did not kill them all.
After all, it's all about survival. There must be many players who are fed up with their boss, and they reluctantly follow the Red Lotus layman out of profit.
Cheng Luo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed down all his aura. Cheng Luo has a characteristic after entering the aura. His whole temperament will change. His originally enthusiastic personality like the big boy next door, instantly becomes...
It will become even colder than the snow on the top of Holy Snow Mountain
Xiao Bieli was stunned in place. He did not expect that the player he had just been chatting with and thought he was a low-level novice was actually a member of the Hand of Destiny.
Cheng Luo put the magic sword back into the scabbard, turned around and smiled at Xiao Bielie and others, saying: "Hey, I didn't scare you. It seems that this trip is over. I accidentally used too much force just now."
Big, broke the carriage into pieces."
Seeing that Xiao Bielie hadn't recovered yet, Cheng Luo continued to joke: "Hey, don't pretend not to hear? Didn't I say you don't have to pay the deposit? You have to give me a 20% discount. This is eighty gold coins."
"Let me join the hand of fate, I want to become stronger!" Xiao Bielie slapped away the bag of gold coins handed by Cheng Luo, half-knelt in front of Cheng Luo, and begged.
"No" Cheng Luo took back his smile and said seriously
"Why? Honglian layman and the others will never let us go! I want to protect my friends and become stronger!" Xiao Bieli grabbed Cheng Luo's trouser legs and begged, "If you refuse to agree,
, I will never be able to get up from my knees!"
"Bang!" Cheng Luo raised his foot and kicked him away. Xiao Bieli hit the tree on the side hard. His eyes were a little blurry. This may be his last chance.
"You disappoint me so much," Cheng Luo said in a deep voice, "Where has all the fighting spirit gone!"
"Yes, I disappointed everyone. This time with you, we escaped from the tiger's mouth by chance. But next time, with my own strength, I can't resist my friends and my beloved from the chasing mercenary group.
Everyone will suffer pain they shouldn’t have to endure because of me.”
"Bang!" Cheng Luofei stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Biejie's collar and punched him hard again, "I punched him for Hanyue!"
"boom!"
"This punch is for pickles!"
"boom!"
"This punch is for Superman!"
…
Under Cheng Luo's iron fist, Xiao Bielie's health plummeted. "Bang!" The last and heaviest punch hit Xiao Bielie's body, and his whole body fell out.
"This last punch was for myself!" Cheng Luo dropped his hands by his side and said calmly, "All the pain I endured for you has been repaid."
"Remember! I will never let you into the hands of fate in this life," Cheng Luo said, pointing at Xiao Bieli, whose face was swollen to the point of being disfigured.
"Because... you will always be the leader of the Earth Mercenary Group!"
Xiao Bieli's originally weak eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, he coughed lightly and said: "I understand Heiyu, thank you..."
"You're welcome, these are 80 gold coins. There are other rewards for this trip. It's compensation for the few punches I've given you." Cheng Luo threw the gold coin bag to Xiao Bieli, and then pointed to the glittering lights scattered on the ground.
Glowing equipment, including extraordinary purple light
With the support of Pickle and Hanyue, Xiao Biele slowly walked to Cheng Luo and said: "Heiyu, you will see that I will become stronger next time we meet!"
Cheng Luo saw a firm belief in his eyes
Cheng Luo patted Xiao Bieliang's shoulder and sighed sincerely. After calming down his mood, he sent a friend request to Xiao Bieliang. Xiao Bieliang was stunned for a moment, smiled at Cheng Luo, and clicked accept.
The scroll to return to the city was crushed in the palm of his hand, and Cheng Luo's figure returned to the Silver City. "Alas..." Cheng Luo sighed, shook his head, and walked down the street.
I originally planned to go sightseeing, but such a beautiful afternoon was delayed by that boy Xiao Biele. Now that it is almost dusk, it is time to solve the problem of filling our stomachs.
"Didi!" the communicator sounded
Tiantang's noisy voice sounded, "Leng Xi, come to the private room 312 of the System Hotel. Beauty Bai Lan has something to do with us!"
