1103: Boy, you are playing with fire! For the month 19
In less than half an hour, the border area of the Yuan Kingdom was already being slaughtered with blood, and blood flowed into rivers.
However, those who suffered the most serious casualties were almost all players who were not afraid of death and came to watch after hearing the news, and rarely were some Jianghu people.
Many players think that even though there is danger even though they are thousands of meters away, there is no threat of death.
After all, the King of Purple Cloth Sutra once showed terrifying scenes of killing people with sonic power that could reach thousands of meters.
But beyond a thousand meters, the damage caused by sonic waves will rapidly decrease sharply.
At this stage, there are many players above the Explosive Qi Realm, except for the rare Tang Sect, Baihua Valley and other thin-skinned players, most of them can handle it.
Unexpectedly, the leader of the Black Wind Village suddenly came to fight against the King of Purple Clothes Classics, forcing the King of Purple Clothes Classics to once again show even more terrifying strength.
When the Thirteenth Level Wu Jing Wu Tao took action, the range of sonic damage more than doubled, shocking a large number of onlookers.
On the Jianghu forum, the scene of the battle between many strong men on the border of the Yuan Kingdom has attracted a lot of attention, and it is the video of a large number of players dying tragically.
One of the most popular videos was also shot in the clearest way.
But the video screen first showed a dark scene in the distance, vaguely like two figures fighting in the turbid wind and sand.
Suddenly there was a roar of the "Red King", and the sound waves that were hard to hear turned into invisible ripples and spread, as if the waves of the sea were roaring angrily, fighting with the strong wind, suddenly rolling up, flying sand and rocks, and spreading in all directions.
At that moment, it was like a terrible disaster had struck...
The mountains and shrubs everywhere in the picture are all flashing with white light.
Each ray of white light represents the tragic death of a player, but in an instant the white lights merge into one, as if lighting up the night.
As the screen went black, it was obvious that the player who shot the video could not escape the bad luck.
This video caused a huge response on Jianghu forums.
Even though the players all know that with their current strength, when dealing with the big BOSS in the world of mixed martial arts, they are no better than a mantis trying to beat a chariot, but they still want to take advantage of the human sea tactic. The worst they can do is fly kites from a distance to wear away the skin.
However, this video made players clearly realize that in the face of absolute strength, the sea of people is useless.
The strength of King Ziyi Jing has also broken away from the category of low-level martial arts and risen to the stage where human beings can create a disaster with force, which is even worse than the fourth natural disaster like them.
"I'm so angry! When can we players stand up again!"
"Okay! At least for now, it can be confirmed that this guy who calls himself the King of Purple Clothes Sutra can be regarded as the top group of people in the world of mixed martial arts. We players have not even born a master of the Heavenly Realm.
There is no shame in being crushed by a strong man, but he had to go to great lengths to yell at us to death, shouting at the top of his lungs."
"That's right! It's not that you haven't seen that the leader of the Supreme Alliance, Guan Yutian, and so many masters came together, and they were almost killed. If the leader of the Black Wind Village hadn't arrived, I feel that they would all be in trouble, so we actually followed Guan Yu
God, they are all the same, everyone will die, no one is different."
"The King of Purple Clothes Sutra is so strong and arrogant, but he was beaten away by the leader of the Black Wind Village. He was so arrogant before, but now he is so embarrassed. The leader is still the leader. Not only is he not dead, but he seems to have become stronger.
?”
"Remove what seems to be four words. In the battle just now, I didn't see the village leader's clothes explode. He obviously didn't use his full strength! Where are those smart guys who said that the village leader is dead now?"
"As we all know, there are only two kinds of BOSS in the world of comprehensive martial arts, one is the Black Wind Village Master, and the other is other BOSS. You can always trust the Black Wind Village Master, because great power can produce miracles!"
Players on the Jianghu forum discussed the posts, sometimes interspersed with other posts, mourning and comforting the Mingjiao players who had died, and congratulating the leader of the Black Wind Village on the Bahuang Disciples and Heifeng Village sections for not dying.
information.
For a time, many Bahuang disciples and Black Wind Village players became active on the forum. They all went to the forum side by side to watch their bosses show off their power to vent their anger on the Ming Cult brothers who had killed their leader, and at the same time, they comforted and promoted business with their kind words.
"Brothers of the Ming Cult, don't be sad. It's okay even if your leader dies. It just so happens that our Heifeng Village also has some martial arts from the Ming Cult. Recently, the village is holding a martial arts competition. Come to our villages to relax and go through the procedures for entering the mountain. From now on, we will
Let’s settle down in the village and everyone is our own family.”
"That's right, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. There are probably many Bahuang disciples in the Ming Cult. This time, Master Yang is dead. Sooner or later our leader will avenge him. You might as well become a regular member."
"If the Master of the Ming Cult takes your special skill of suppressing the sect, "The Great Shift of the Universe" with him, it may fall into the hands of our village master, and it will definitely be put into the copycat village in the end. Brothers of the Ming Cult, what are you waiting for? Come back quickly.
Home!”
"It's too bad! It's too much! You Bahuang disciples who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, you gangsters from Heifengzhai who are eager for justice and love justice, it's too abominable! But I like it, I am a disciple of the Five Elements Flag of Mingjiao Liehuo Banner
, welcome the copycat brothers to come and snatch me up the mountain."
"Grab a ghost! In the past, there were no talents in the cottage, and everyone was a down-and-out grass bandit, so we needed to rob people to go up the mountain. Now, there are many talents in the cottage, and everyone is an elegant, easy-going and respectable bandit. Who can rob people at most? Who wants to be robbed?
?Let’s wait for the festival to commemorate traditional customs, the Snatching Day.”
...
In the devastated forest on the Yuan Kingdom border, the wind was still blowing fiercely, picking up the black cloak behind Jiang Dali's back, suddenly flying high in the sky, and then suddenly pushed to the ground and swept in a corner.
Wearing black attire, his body is as burly as a solid rock mountain. When the cloak rolls, it is sometimes revealed and sometimes covered up. He exudes a kind of power all the time - the power called deterrence!
Compared with the hustle and bustle and excitement on Jianghu forums.
There is silence and silence here.
The real Jianghu is always solemn and silent, which represents loneliness, loneliness and death, because this seems to be the final destination at the end of the Jianghu road!
After the battle, the dark forest was swaying here and there, with trees and rocks flying, and it was a mess. There were corpses and overturned soil everywhere.
Blood gurgled into the soil, and was slowly solidified by the wind.
At the other end of the dark forest, Jiang Dali found Guan Yutian and others.
There were more than a dozen people when they came, but now only four people, Guan Yutian, Liao Rushen, Yan Zangfeng and Ren Qianxing, were still alive, but they also fell into a coma. Apparently, they were affected by the final burst of the soul power of King Ziyi Jing.
I fainted from the shock.
Suddenly, Jiang Dali raised his thick eyebrows and looked to the other side.
Under the moonlit night, to the southeast behind this forest, there is an open space with jagged rocks. Those rocks are like swords, standing on the sand and soil. Two figures, a man and a woman, appear from behind a wall of strange rocks.
And out.
The man has a cold face, silver hair, and a tall and straight figure that seems to exude a biting coldness all the time.
The woman is wearing a black veil, tall and graceful, with outstanding temperament. Her eyes behind the veil are bright and cold, like a quiet lake under the moonlight.
"Who are you? I have never seen you two in Yuan Kingdom."
Jiang Dali looked at the two men and was secretly frightened that the world of comprehensive martial arts was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Because whether you feel the energy of these two people or the previous scene of the two fighting against the King of Purple Clothes, it is enough to see that the strength of the woman is not weaker than Dongfang Bubai, and the strength of the man is almost comparable to that of a divine general.
So tyrannical.
But he had never seen or heard of such a strong man in the Yuan Kingdom.
"It doesn't matter who we are. Originally, we had withdrawn from the arena and didn't care about the affairs of the arena. But this time such a terrifying and powerful man wants to harm the Yuan Kingdom, so we have to come back out of the arena!"
The Ice Emperor with a cold expression pretended to speak like a hermit from the world. When he said this, he also tried his best to control his mood to remain in a frozen state, not to show any emotions or spiritual flaws, so as to avoid being seen by the other party.
Clues.
"Yes, but it's a pity that this guy who calls himself King Jing is too strong. If you hadn't taken action this time, we might all have died here. You are our savior."
The goddess also stared at Jiang Dali with her beautiful eyes, and her magnetic voice was quite beautiful. She also used the Sacred Heart Art to control her state of mind and emotions to prevent Jiang Dali from seeing through his lies.
When one's strength has reached the stage of returning to the true state, one's soul can predict bad luck, and with the advantage of the spiritual realm, one can see the flaws in other people's minds at a glance. Whether someone is lying can be known at a glance.
But fortunately, both of them were not ordinary people, and they both had ways to prevent their thoughts from being discovered, otherwise Emperor Shitian would not have been able to send them close to Jiang Dali with confidence.
"That's it! It seems that you two are also righteous people."
Jiang Dali pondered deeply and stared deeply at the two of them. When he saw that there was no red light representing hostility on their bodies, he let go of any doubts in his heart.
There are so many strong men in the world of mixed martial arts. It is normal for some of the strong men in the past to retreat into hiding and hide their names because they were tired of the killings in the world.
Although he has been reborn, he did not come into contact with some powerful people after the heavenly realm in his last life. He does not know as much information about ancient books as the aristocratic family. Naturally, it is impossible to know the information about every indigenous NPC. He does not know these two people.
Very normal.
"rustle--"
At this moment, another burst of light footsteps came from the other side.
Jiang Dali and the other two men all felt something in their hearts. Thinking of the brilliant arrow light earlier, they all looked to the south.
Then I saw a young man with disheveled hair and a tall, thin square face walking out from behind the shadow of a tree holding an exaggerated half-foot-long bow. His face was pale and bloodless, but he looked upright and awe-inspiring. There was a mark on his right eye.
A strange tattoo like a bird's wing adds a bit of mystery.
"Who are you......?"
Jiang Dali stared at the square-faced young man with curiosity. He sensed that the opponent's Qi Ji seemed to have the strength of at least the seventh level of Heaven and Human, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.
There are too many powerful men in this hidden world. Were they all blown up by the bomb of King Ziyi Sutra this time?
But immediately a message from an ancient book flashed through his mind. When he got this message, he learned it together with the secret art of One Sword to Separate Worlds. The information about another secret skill was——
Shooting the sun and four elephant arrows...
"The descendant of the Arrow God, Jian Yin!"
The young man's eyes were as bright as two black pearls under the moonlight. He suddenly raised the half-foot-long bow in his hand, suddenly nocked an arrow on the string, and aimed at Jiang Dali.
"Um?"
Jiang Dali's thoughts were interrupted. He frowned and looked at the young man's actions. He felt a faint stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows, like a warning of danger. He couldn't help but grinned in a dangerous arc and said, "Boy, take this little toothpick and aim it at me."