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Chapter 219: White Clothes and Purple Clothes

Chapter 219: White Clothes and Purple Clothes

The relationship between forces is complicated. There is me in it, and you in me. For their own interests, there will often be fights between forces. Some people with weaker combat power will become the victims of others if they are not careful here.

Slaughtered cattle and sheep.

But in general, there are three major factions.

One is the Slaughter Faction, headed by the Slaughter Hall.

One is the Guardian Faction, headed by the Guardian Hall.

The last one is the neutral faction, headed by the neutral forces.

At present, Feng's combat power is only around the eighth-level intermediate level. Although he is a top player among players, for the entire game, he is just a weakling with very weak combat power. If he wants to truly have a place in the world, he must at least

To become a fifth-grade king.

As a top combat player, it is only a matter of time before he wants to become a fifth-grade king, but before that, he has to develop slowly and slowly. So, after he walked out of the airport, he immediately walked to the territory of the Killing Hall.

The area under the jurisdiction of the Killing Hall is to the east of the Killing City, and the airport is to the south of the Killing City. Several blocks must be passed between the two. Walking on strange streets, looking at strange people, and admiring strange buildings

, encounter a different scenery.

At the door of the grocery store, the store owner shouted loudly: "Friends who are passing by, the products here are of high quality and low price, don't miss it."

At the entrance of the clothing store, a group of good-looking models, wearing all kinds of beautiful clothes, were doing various poses at the entrance, attracting the attention of male Taoist friends from Guangfa.

At the entrance of the weapons store, several stout men were shirtless, wielding large hammers with a pair of strong arms, hitting iron tools of different shapes, making a "clang, clang, clang, clang" sound.

Looking at such a harmonious scene, Feng was a little doubtful whether the information he had obtained was wrong, but half a minute later, he finally saw the ruthlessness and cruelty of this city.

In the next block, he heard the sound of someone fighting in the distance. Out of instinctive curiosity, he slowly moved towards the direction of the sound.

After turning two corners, I realized that there was a large-scale melee between two factions.

He had experienced chaotic battles before leaving the dynasty, but they were mostly in relatively wide areas such as wild areas or gang camps. This was the first time he had seen fighting like this in narrow alleys like towns.

At the scene of the battle, chairs and benches with missing arms and legs were scattered everywhere, and there were even chickens flying and dogs jumping.

It's really ridiculous to see this kind of different kind of battle.

"There's another one here, kill him."

A voice came from his side, and he turned around and saw that there were about seven or eight people in the group, all with fierce looks, and they were all surrounding him with weapons.

"Misunderstanding, I was just passing by." Feng explained quickly. He raised his hands to show his innocence and backed away from the group of people.

"Anyone without a blue circle is an enemy, so kill him."

"Anyone without a blue circle is an enemy, so kill him."

"Anyone without a blue circle is an enemy, so kill him."

The people across from him didn't listen to his explanation at all, and didn't give him a chance to continue explaining. They just repeated these words mechanically in their mouths, and slashed at him with swords in their hands.

Facing the menacing siege, Feng could only use his eighth-grade sword for passive defense.

"Bang, clang, clang." After a few tentative attacks, he already had a rough idea of ​​the strength of this group. They were all small men, and their combat power was only ninth-grade intermediate to advanced.

"Hey hey hey." He didn't want to play with you any more. After repelling these people with a few moves, he was ready to leave this place of right and wrong.

But when he turned around, he suddenly found a strong man standing not far away, holding a big knife in his hand. He looked like a character who was not easy to mess with.

"Where did this young man come from?" The person who spoke was not the big man in front of him, but a man in white clothes behind the big man. This man wore a mask and looked like a "player".

"Passing by, passing by." He cupped his hands and replied with a smile.

The man in white just looked at him quietly and did not answer immediately.

At this time, Feng suddenly found that the fighting on the street had stopped for some reason, and everyone began to surround him.

"Young man has good martial arts, please tell me your name." The man in white slowly came to the side of the strong man and continued to cross-examine him.

"I'm Dugu Feng, please forgive me for intruding into precious land by mistake." Feng said without blushing, because to him, as long as he holds a knife in his hand, he is Dugu Feng. If he holds a sword in his hand, he is Dugu Feng.

, then he is Xuanyuan Feng. The name is just a code name for him.

"What a good name." The man in white laughed and did not continue to ask, but retreated behind the strong man.

I thought that the other party would just retreat and let me go, but I didn't expect that the strong man on the opposite side suddenly took a few steps forward and came directly opposite him. Then he inserted the big knife on the ground and said to him: "

Please enlighten me."

This is a standard requesting posture in the game. Faced with such a requesting for combat, players generally will not shirk it unless there are special circumstances.

So Feng also asked back: "Please enlighten me."

The battle between swordsmen and swordsmen is about to break out.

The strong swordsman shouted, and invisible internal force burst out from his body. He grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it out from the ground. The entire blade of the sword was instantly wrapped in internal force. This terrifying aura was like an evil spirit.

God descends to earth.

After the strong man gathered his strength, he slashed at him violently with his sword.

One, two, three, several powerful and heavy attacks were all easily dodged and defused by Feng.

"Eighth grade elementary." Feng muttered silently, already knowing the strength of the strong swordsman in his heart, and he was already confident about this battle.

"Bang" During a head-on confrontation, Feng used an internal skill called "Qianjun" to directly knock the strong man back.

The strong swordsman stepped back more than ten meters before slowly stopping. His chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily. It seemed that this strong collision had made his inner breath unstable.

"Young man has great skills." A girl's voice came from the left.

Feng turned his head and looked over, and saw a woman in purple clothes, with a swordsman holding a sword beside her.

The woman in purple and the man in white should be the leaders of the two sides who were fighting just now, but at this time, both sides seemed to have forgotten the fighting, and all turned their targets towards themselves.

Seeing this situation, a big question mark suddenly popped up in Feng's head: "What's going on?"

Without waiting for others to answer questions, the swordsman next to the woman in purple also stepped forward and shouted to him: "Please enlighten me."

One wave was not settled, but another wave arose again. The opponent began to show no respect for martial arts, and actually wanted to join forces and fight two against one.

However, Feng Xin was not afraid at all, but rather looked forward to it, and shouted loudly: "If you want to fight, then fight."

The strong swordsman and the swordsman looked at each other and launched attacks on Feng at the same time with a tacit understanding. The swordsman mainly attacked the front and the swordsman mainly attacked the flanks.

Faced with the flanking attack between the two, Feng no longer held back, took the initiative to attack the strong man directly opposite, and used the internal skill "Sweep".

Feng didn't hold back with this move, he used all his strength, knocking the strong man away with one blow, and the sword also flew to the ground beside him in the strong impact of this move.

Then, he dodged to defend against the swordsman's attack. After defending two consecutive moves, he immediately switched from defense to offense. With his strong strength, he suppressed the swordsman in two or three moves.

In the end, the swordsman was also knocked away by "Sweep".

Seeing that the people on their side were easily repelled, the man in white and the woman in purple were not disappointed, on the contrary, they were very happy in their hearts.

The two of them ran to Feng in unison.

The woman in purple was the first to say: "Master, can you take a few minutes? I have something important to discuss in detail."

The man in white also shouted anxiously: "Young hero, I, I..." Because he lost the opportunity, the man in white began to stutter excitedly.

Then, the man in white made an unexpected move. He knelt down in front of Feng and humbly said: "Young hero, please give me a few minutes first."

"You, you, you don't follow martial ethics." The woman in purple saw the man in white's action and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

...

A few minutes later, Feng arrived at a room on the second floor of a certain store. In addition to him, there was also a man in white.

"Now there are only two of us here, and I won't do any more riddles. May I ask if you are a sword demon?" the man in white asked directly.

"What's the basis?" Feng did not answer this question directly, but asked rhetorically.

"There are two points. The first is combat power. For now, there are not many players above level eight. There should be no more than 20 in Zhenzhou. And if you still use a knife, it will be even rarer. The second is combat moves.

, the move you just used to defeat the Sword Demon has been used by the Sword Demon before. I guess such a powerful move should belong to a special sect move. Therefore, you must be the Sword Demon himself."

"That's a good analysis. Maybe I am the sword demon you are talking about." Although Feng's identity was revealed, he did not take off his mask, and then he continued to ask: "If you have anything important to do, just say it.

"

"I want to attach myself to you and achieve something successful together." The man in white stated his purpose.

"Attach to me? Aren't you the game leader? Do you have such an operation?" Fengxin once again refreshed his understanding of the game leader.

"Game guide, haha, maybe I do belong to one of them, but I am the lowest and most peripheral one."

"I don't quite understand, please explain."


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