This old man is obviously the gatekeeper NPC of this plot.
You can tell at a glance that it's very strong.
In "Wushuang", in order to judge the strength of the BOSS, in addition to directly fighting with weapons, the main thing is to look at the model.
There is a saying that the artistic strength of this broken game "Wushuang" can be ranked among the best in the world. The exquisite graphics and detailed character models are simply unheard of.
But this group of artists is very unique.
They will only carefully draw characters that play an important role in the plot or are particularly popular.
Have you not seen that Zhao Yun and Lu Bu are not only handsome and handsome, but also clearly express the difference in temperament between their eyebrows through their brushstrokes - Zhao Yun's handsomeness and Lu Bu's domineering, each has its own merits, but they are on par with this author.
Incredibly handsome.
Even their respective fan groups have come out, arguing online and attacking each other offline every day, never getting tired of it.
Although this old man looks quite young, he is a typical template specially designed by an artist. Not to mention anything else, the feeling of concern for the country and the people revealed between his brows is much more vivid than those of tool men.
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He seems to be a big boss, invincible and can only be outsmarted.
Fang Mufeng straightened his clothes and saluted the old man.
"Mu Feng is down below. I came here to borrow the jade seal for use. I hope my father-in-law won't stop me."
You can't lie about this.
If you don't get the jade seal, you won't be able to complete the mission.
But with the jade seal just placed on the main case, even old thieves like Chu Liuxiang and Sikong Zhaixing would not be able to take the jade seal away face to face.
"How outrageous! The jade seal is the proof of the emperor's order. Do you know how treacherous your words are? Come on! Come with me to capture this rebellious minister and traitor!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man was furious. He pulled out the sword from his waist on the spot and chopped off Fang Mufeng's head.
The system prompts: "Negotiations failed. Your whereabouts have been known to the imperial army. Please evacuate as soon as possible."
Damn it, this old man will fall out whenever he wants.
As the prompt sounded, there was a flurry of noise outside the door. The soldiers who were patrolling around suddenly sensed something and quickly gathered towards the imperial study room.
Wait, was this old man using Qianli Transmission just now?
This palace is so big, how can everyone know about it just by shouting it so casually?
He couldn't help complaining in his heart, but Fang Mufeng kept moving his hands. He flicked the folding fan in his hand and held the old man's long sword accurately.
Huh? Wait, why does it seem like you don’t have much strength?
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The development of weapons such as folding fans comes from the yearning of many sluts for "a handsome young man".
It is made of fine steel as the bone and the golden silk from the Western Regions as the surface. It is strong and durable. When folded, it can be used as a short stick to hit people. When unfolded, not only the fan surface can be used as a shield, but the edge of the fan is as sharp as a knife blade.
It was a bloody mouth.
The actual combat capability of this fancy weapon is quite average - the folding fan is a short weapon, and most short weapons are used in stealth assassinations. But with a cool weapon like the folding fan, if you don't repeatedly jump in front of others, you will be sorry for this weapon.
Weapons designed to show off.
Short weapons are the weakest in both attack and parry judgments, which is why the folding fan is not strong.
Just now, Fang Mufeng used his fan to block the slashing sword. He originally wanted to block it, but unexpectedly, he blocked it easily.
Fang Mufeng subconsciously retracted and turned the fan, and the folding fan directly hit the blade of the long sword.
Just listen to the sound of "dang".
The long sword flew out on the spot, turning into a stream of light and flying directly into the wooden pillar on the side.
"Good work!"
The old man jumped back and praised loudly.
Fang Mufeng:???
Am I so awesome?
That's not right, you, you guy, obviously have the style of a strong person.
Fang Mufeng frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
The old man lost his sword, but he did not give up resistance. He made a posture, but rushed forward with his bare hands.
Facing this menacing old man, Fang Mufeng was calm and calm. The folding fan in his hand was like a spiritual snake, turning into countless shadows and attacking at the flaws in the old man's body.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap!"
The handle of the fan hit the old man's chest continuously, and the NPC guarding the gate instantly flew backwards at a faster speed than when he rushed up, vomiting blood all the way.
If I could describe it in one word, it would be a blood-spurting engine.
This is not surprising - when a folding fan fights against a long sword, the folding fan itself suffers a loss. If you can't even win with weapons, trying to make a comeback with fists and kicks is simply a fantasy.
"Happy, I am defeated at your hands today. If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."
Okay, if you say you are willing to lose, just be happy to lose.
Such a weak BOSS doesn't even have the desire to last a last hit, so it definitely won't drop anything good.
The shouts of killing outside were getting louder and louder. Seeing that the patrolling soldiers were about to rush in, Fang Mufeng quickly took out the edict, picked up the jade seal on the table and stamped a big seal on it.
Done! Run away!
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Under Dong Zhuo's command, Lu Bu was on a killing spree.
The God of Death, Lu Bu, even a top general like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, needs a group of three to defeat him. If he is put into a group of players, it will be like a tiger in a flock of sheep, killing like a chicken and a dog.
Due to the death penalty, players can no longer rely on their numerical advantage to forcibly kill the BOSS - and in fact, at Lu Bu's level, relying on their numerical strength is no longer enough to pose a threat to him.
Just the impact of the red rabbit horse's galloping can directly knock a player to death.
The players did not give up. They only saw them gathering in twos and threes, holding weapons and trying to block the indomitable Lu Bu. However, as long as the fiery red figure came closer, Fang Tian waved his halberd, and several white lights flashed by.
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Dong Zhuo did not end the battle himself. He was watching Lu Bu show off his power while stroking Dong Bai's head and murmuring comfort with a loving look on his face.
My favorite granddaughter is being bullied and I can’t bear it!
Dong Bai has stopped crying at this time - being refreshed by the sand sculpture player is the only way for every mature NPC. What's more, the reason why the eldest lady is crying is just because she was frightened by the player's tricks to seek death.
It's not a big deal.
There were few players alive on the battlefield, and various armors and weapons were scattered on the ground.
"Grandpa, tell Uncle Lu to stop, and let me do the rest!"
Dong Bai is not afraid of death and killing - in fact, with a grandfather like Dong Zhuo, he has long been accustomed to these things.
Dong Zhuo smiled and nodded, signaling Lu Bu to stop. Dong Bai urged his horse, but he rushed towards the last few players alive on the field!
I saw a long whip rushing towards several people like a poisonous snake, but it wrapped around the neck of a player on the spot, pulled and pulled, and killed him on the spot.
"good!"
Dong Zhuo cheered loudly from the side. Dong Bai smiled sweetly when he heard this.
Suddenly, a messenger quietly came over and whispered a few words in Dong Zhuo's ear.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
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In the imperial study room, Fang Mufeng broke through the window.
Outside the door, the sound of soldiers approaching could be clearly heard.
Suddenly, the old man who tried to block him suddenly stood up, but he didn't look injured at all?
But he took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into his lower abdomen - he groaned and fell softly against the pillar.
At this moment, a group of soldiers came in from outside the door and were shocked when they saw it.