The archer gave an order, and a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
Block the alley where Quanzhen Sect is located.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
These players are not only equipped with top-quality equipment, but also have a very unique temperament. Their expressions are indifferent, and they are not impetuous like ordinary players at all. The aura of superiority and do not enter strangers gives people a kind of intimacy but unkind indifference feel.
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
"Humph!"
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
Wuji saw the right hand of the God of Death rushing towards him, and took a step back unhurriedly. At the same time, he raised the staff, and a red light fell, covering himself before the long sword of the God of Death's right hand cut him.
"boom!"
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
The archer gave an order, and a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
The left hand of the god of death in the distance saw his younger brother being tricked in the dark, and with a bow and arrow, he was about to shoot three heads.
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
The Quanzhen sect's members are also masters, if not for the wretched temperament above all else, they can also see this extraordinary temperament.
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
After looking back and forth for a while, Ming Du frowned tightly and said, "Damn, these guys are probably not professional masters?"
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
It's just that today is different. The tragic end of Ming Jian Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
After looking back and forth for a while, Ming Du frowned tightly and said, "Damn, these guys are probably not professional masters?"
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
"Hey!"
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
At that time, Bao San dashed out from the oblique thrust, and slammed into the right hand of Death God fiercely.
There was only a muffled sound, and the right hand of the god of death seemed to be chopped on a stone, and his whole body was shocked.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
It's just that today is different. The tragic end of Ming Jian Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
"Can!"
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
At that time, Bao San dashed out from the oblique thrust, and slammed into the right hand of Death God fiercely.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
It's just that today is different. The tragic end of Ming Jian Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
At this moment, seeing that the invincibility effect on Wuji's body disappeared, the god of death narrowed his right eye, lowered his head and rushed to Wuji's side, swung his long sword, and slashed at Wuji's neck with a heavy slash.
If it is on weekdays, let alone these dozen or so people, even if there are hundreds of people coming, Quanzhen Sect people will not be afraid. After all, Quanzhen Sect guys can fly, and it is quite difficult to catch them. If you can't fight, no one can stop you if you want to run away.
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
Block the alley where Quanzhen Sect is located.
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
It's just that today is different. The tragic end of Ming Jian Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
Once everyone got out of the bunker, they would be completely exposed to the archer's vision. At that time, it would only take a moment to be shot to death.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
"Hey!"
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
The Quanzhen sect's members are also masters, if not for the wretched temperament above all else, they can also see this extraordinary temperament.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
"boom!"
"Hehe! Hehe!"
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
"Can!"
After looking back and forth for a while, Ming Du frowned tightly and said, "Damn, these guys are probably not professional masters?"
"Humph!"
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
"Oh! It turned out to be the Underworld." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
The archer gave an order, and a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
Wuji saw the right hand of the God of Death rushing towards him, and took a step back unhurriedly. At the same time, he raised the staff, and a red light fell, covering himself before the long sword of the God of Death's right hand cut him.
Once everyone got out of the bunker, they would be completely exposed to the archer's vision. At that time, it would only take a moment to be shot to death.
"Hehe! Hehe!"
After looking back and forth for a while, Ming Du frowned tightly and said, "Damn, these guys are probably not professional masters?"
Once everyone got out of the bunker, they would be completely exposed to the archer's vision. At that time, it would only take a moment to be shot to death.
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
"Humph!"
"Can!"
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
The archer gave an order, and a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
"Can!"
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
"Oh! It turned out to be the Underworld." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
"Humph!"
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
These players are not only equipped with top-quality equipment, but also have a very unique temperament. Their expressions are indifferent, and they are not impetuous like ordinary players at all. The aura of superiority and do not enter strangers gives people a kind of intimacy but unkind indifference feel.
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
Wuji's personality with eyes on his forehead can make such an evaluation of this group of young people, which shows the strength of these guys.
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
"Oh! It turned out to be the Underworld." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
"Oh! It turned out to be the Underworld." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
"Hey!"
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
"Hehe! Hehe!"
These players are not only equipped with top-quality equipment, but also have a very unique temperament. Their expressions are indifferent, and they are not impetuous like ordinary players at all. The aura of superiority and do not enter strangers gives people a kind of intimacy but unkind indifference feel.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
"Humph!"
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
At that time, Bao San dashed out from the oblique thrust, and slammed into the right hand of Death God fiercely.
There was only a muffled sound, and the right hand of the god of death seemed to be chopped on a stone, and his whole body was shocked.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
"Can!"
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will have a face-to-face interview."
Wuji saw the right hand of the God of Death rushing towards him, and took a step back unhurriedly. At the same time, he raised the staff, and a red light fell, covering himself before the long sword of the God of Death's right hand cut him.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
"Hehe! Hehe!"
Block the alley where Quanzhen Sect is located.
"Hey!"
"Eighty percent!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
It's just that today is different. The tragic end of Ming Jian Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
If it is on weekdays, let alone these dozen or so people, even if there are hundreds of people coming, Quanzhen Sect people will not be afraid. After all, Quanzhen Sect guys can fly, and it is quite difficult to catch them. If you can't fight, no one can stop you if you want to run away.
"Can!"
Wuji's personality with eyes on his forehead can make such an evaluation of this group of young people, which shows the strength of these guys.
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
"Oh! It turned out to be the Underworld." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
"Can!"
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
At this moment, seeing that the invincibility effect on Wuji's body disappeared, the god of death narrowed his right eye, lowered his head and rushed to Wuji's side, swung his long sword, and slashed at Wuji's neck with a heavy slash.
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
Wuji saw the right hand of the God of Death rushing towards him, and took a step back unhurriedly. At the same time, he raised the staff, and a red light fell, covering himself before the long sword of the God of Death's right hand cut him.
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
At this moment, seeing that the invincibility effect on Wuji's body disappeared, the god of death narrowed his right eye, lowered his head and rushed to Wuji's side, swung his long sword, and slashed at Wuji's neck with a heavy slash.
"boom!"
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these extremely game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
If it is on weekdays, let alone these dozen or so people, even if there are hundreds of people coming, Quanzhen Sect people will not be afraid. After all, Quanzhen Sect guys can fly, and it is quite difficult to catch them. If you can't fight, no one can stop you if you want to run away.
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
There was only a muffled sound, and the right hand of the god of death seemed to be chopped on a stone, and his whole body was shocked.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
If it is on weekdays, let alone these dozen or so people, even if there are hundreds of people coming, Quanzhen Sect people will not be afraid. After all, Quanzhen Sect guys can fly, and it is quite difficult to catch them. If you can't fight, no one can stop you if you want to run away.
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
The Quanzhen sect's members are also masters, if not for the wretched temperament above all else, they can also see this extraordinary temperament.
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
At that time, Bao San dashed out from the oblique thrust, and slammed into the right hand of Death God fiercely.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
The left hand of the god of death in the distance saw his younger brother being tricked in the dark, and with a bow and arrow, he was about to shoot three heads.
Once everyone got out of the bunker, they would be completely exposed to the archer's vision. At that time, it would only take a moment to be shot to death.
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks him to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a bag.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
"Hey!"
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
The left hand of the god of death in the distance saw his younger brother being tricked in the dark, and with a bow and arrow, he was about to shoot three heads.
Block the alley where Quanzhen Sect is located.
"Don't..." Wuji quickly waved his hands and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
Of course, Quanzhen teaches that this group of guys have the ability to make waves, and they also have the consciousness of being hunted down, so naturally they won't be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Wuji's personality with eyes on his forehead can make such an evaluation of this group of young people, which shows the strength of these guys.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."