Chaos in the martial arts world.
Chaos in the martial arts world.
"Violent!!"
original…
Throughout the day, the major gangs that withdrew from the city were ambushed and attacked to varying degrees by the Green Forest Alliance! Numerous Creation Realm gangsters, led by a small number of Mysterious Realm masters, became more powerful and easily destroyed most of the escort gangs. The overwhelming scene was unbearable to watch.
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
"Violent!!"
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
period…
A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.
so…
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
"Be careful! There is someone!"
Thirteen monks holding sticks walked quickly along the broad official road at the foot of the mountain. Each of them had bloodstains and tiredness on their faces;
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
There are also many players who intend to intervene with the idea of fishing for profit, but after resurrecting from the Martial Temple, everyone understands the seriousness of the situation.
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
Things are rare and valuable!
But the sloppy middle-aged man stopped drinking, put the jar on the table, and looked at the young man in blue shirt opposite who was appreciating jade, showing the slightest doubt.
original…
original…
Although he thought this, the Shaolin monk never let down his guard, carefully guarding the escort car, and continued to move forward.
The Green Forest Alliance took advantage of them to kill each other, lose their strength, and have no protection from the court, so they stabbed them hard, and most of the tributes were looted from the players.
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
Unexpectedly, the young man in blue shirt showed a faint smile the moment he left the pavilion, shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on Yujue.
Pass by the pavilion.
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
Things are rare and valuable!
certainly…
certainly…
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
There are some special exceptions.
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
The Green Forest Alliance took advantage of them to kill each other, lose their strength, and have no protection from the court, so they stabbed them hard, and most of the tributes were looted from the players.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
and…
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
Some players have seen some clues based on the REP recorded in different areas.
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
Unexpectedly, the young man in blue shirt showed a faint smile the moment he left the pavilion, shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on Yujue.
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
so…
There are some special exceptions.
However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously did not think that the people in the pavilion were tourist pilgrims. The leader lowered his voice and asked his companions:
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
"Violent!!"
"Be careful! There is someone!"
Things are rare and valuable!
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
Chaos in the martial arts world.
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
The middle-aged slovenly man's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and then returned to normal;
original…
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
The two people in the pavilion remained indifferent.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
Things are rare and valuable!
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
But now that all the priceless treasures, secrets, and panaceas in everyone's hands have been lost, how can they be willing to watch a few people use them to leap over themselves
The pavilion for passers-by to rest at the foot of Songshan Mountain is very simple and common. It is built of thatch wood, with a stone table and several stone piers placed in the middle.
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously did not think that the people in the pavilion were tourist pilgrims. The leader lowered his voice and asked his companions:
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
"Violent!!"
"Coming!"
However, the young man in blue shirt did not even raise his head. He continued as if everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, remaining motionless and oblivious.
The Green Forest Alliance took advantage of them to kill each other, lose their strength, and have no protection from the court, so they stabbed them hard, and most of the tributes were looted from the players.
Behind them was an 'open' dart cart without flags and awnings, with three brocade boxes placed on it. It was "crunching, creaking" under the pull of the horses.
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
Even the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the martial arts sect, was involved in this disaster that made the entire martial arts community change their minds...
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
certainly…
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
Pass by the pavilion.
Throughout the day, the major gangs that withdrew from the city were ambushed and attacked to varying degrees by the Green Forest Alliance! Numerous Creation Realm gangsters, led by a small number of Mysterious Realm masters, became more powerful and easily destroyed most of the escort gangs. The overwhelming scene was unbearable to watch.
The middle-aged slovenly man's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and then returned to normal;
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
period…
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
certainly…
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
Thirteen monks holding sticks walked quickly along the broad official road at the foot of the mountain. Each of them had bloodstains and tiredness on their faces;
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
certainly…
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
When passing by a pavilion, the first few people stared at each other and quickly whispered to the people behind.
Behind them was an 'open' dart cart without flags and awnings, with three brocade boxes placed on it. It was "crunching, creaking" under the pull of the horses.
There are some special exceptions.
There are also many players who intend to intervene with the idea of fishing for profit, but after resurrecting from the Martial Temple, everyone understands the seriousness of the situation.
so…
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
When passing by a pavilion, the first few people stared at each other and quickly whispered to the people behind.
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
"Coming!"
Some players have seen some clues based on the REP recorded in different areas.
The middle-aged slovenly man's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and then returned to normal;
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
Some players have seen some clues based on the REP recorded in different areas.
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
original…
The middle-aged slovenly man's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and then returned to normal;
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
Throughout the day, the major gangs that withdrew from the city were ambushed and attacked to varying degrees by the Green Forest Alliance! Numerous Creation Realm gangsters, led by a small number of Mysterious Realm masters, became more powerful and easily destroyed most of the escort gangs. The overwhelming scene was unbearable to watch.
However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously did not think that the people in the pavilion were tourist pilgrims. The leader lowered his voice and asked his companions:
However, the young man in blue shirt did not even raise his head. He continued as if everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, remaining motionless and oblivious.
The pavilion for passers-by to rest at the foot of Songshan Mountain is very simple and common. It is built of thatch wood, with a stone table and several stone piers placed in the middle.
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
There were faint sounds of intermittent clashes of weapons and hurried shouts.
Some players have seen some clues based on the REP recorded in different areas.
"Be careful! There is someone!"
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
When passing by a pavilion, the first few people stared at each other and quickly whispered to the people behind.
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
period…
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
The two people in the pavilion remained indifferent.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
The pavilion for passers-by to rest at the foot of Songshan Mountain is very simple and common. It is built of thatch wood, with a stone table and several stone piers placed in the middle.
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
At this time, there were two players sitting in the pavilion who seemed to be inseparable from each other:
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
and…
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
A middle-aged man with a slovenly face drunkenly held a jar of wine and drank ecstatically in front of the stone table. He smacked his mouth from time to time and said, "Good wine!" He looked extremely enjoying it;
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
so…
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
A middle-aged man with a slovenly face drunkenly held a jar of wine and drank ecstatically in front of the stone table. He smacked his mouth from time to time and said, "Good wine!" He looked extremely enjoying it;
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
Although he thought this, the Shaolin monk never let down his guard, carefully guarding the escort car, and continued to move forward.
Behind them was an 'open' dart cart without flags and awnings, with three brocade boxes placed on it. It was "crunching, creaking" under the pull of the horses.
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously did not think that the people in the pavilion were tourist pilgrims. The leader lowered his voice and asked his companions:
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
Thirteen monks holding sticks walked quickly along the broad official road at the foot of the mountain. Each of them had bloodstains and tiredness on their faces;
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.
Everyone was happy, clapped their horses and walked away for a while.
There are some special exceptions.
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
There are some special exceptions.
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
and…
Things are rare and valuable!
"Violent!!"
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
Chaos in the martial arts world.
Amidst the shrill sound, a fiery red light quickly rose into the sky, and with a "Bang!", a not-so-dazzling fire bloomed in the sky.
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
But the sloppy middle-aged man stopped drinking, put the jar on the table, and looked at the young man in blue shirt opposite who was appreciating jade, showing the slightest doubt.
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
Amidst the shrill sound, a fiery red light quickly rose into the sky, and with a "Bang!", a not-so-dazzling fire bloomed in the sky.
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
The two people in the pavilion had different reactions.
The two people in the pavilion remained indifferent.
But now that all the priceless treasures, secrets, and panaceas in everyone's hands have been lost, how can they be willing to watch a few people use them to leap over themselves
The middle-aged slovenly man's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at the signal in the sky, and then returned to normal;
"Violent!!"
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
However, the thirteen monks of Shaolin Temple obviously did not think that the people in the pavilion were tourist pilgrims. The leader lowered his voice and asked his companions:
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
Seeing that the Shaolin monk's escort car was about to leave the sight, the other party remained motionless and concentrated on looking at the jade in his hand. The slovenly middle-aged man finally stood up from his seat unsteadily.
However, the young man in blue shirt did not even raise his head. He continued as if everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, remaining motionless and oblivious.
"Be careful! There is someone!"
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
so…
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
But now that all the priceless treasures, secrets, and panaceas in everyone's hands have been lost, how can they be willing to watch a few people use them to leap over themselves
"Violent!!"
Although he thought this, the Shaolin monk never let down his guard, carefully guarding the escort car, and continued to move forward.
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
"Work harder! Two miles further, we will reach the boundary of Shaolin!"
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
and…
"Coming!"
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
Under the trend of interests and greed and ambition, the world has once again set off a more intense bloody storm.
"Violent!!"
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
There are some special exceptions.
Pass by the pavilion.
"Be careful! There is someone!"
Some players have seen some clues based on the REP recorded in different areas.
Except for a few strong forces that barely managed to hold up the gangsters' offensive and delayed it for a longer time, only some who decisively abandoned their escorts when they saw the situation was not going well and escaped. Most of the gangs ended up being wiped out!
Although he thought this, the Shaolin monk never let down his guard, carefully guarding the escort car, and continued to move forward.
original…
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
Pass by the pavilion.
original…
Unexpectedly, the young man in blue shirt showed a faint smile the moment he left the pavilion, shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on Yujue.
The two people in the pavilion remained indifferent.
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
The man opposite is relatively young. He is wearing a blue shirt and is fluttering in the wind. His hero scarf is fluttering. His facial lines are soft but firm. He looks very fresh and handsome. The latter doesn't seem to mind at all that the sloppy middle-aged man opposite is drinking boldly and is throwing his vote. With a plain smile, he was playing with a piece of jade that looked very ordinary in his hand. Even if a group of people from Shaolin Temple passed by the pavilion, they didn't take a second look.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
The person behind him quickly grabbed it, stared at the people in the pavilion, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and threw it into the air.
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
and…
But the sloppy middle-aged man stopped drinking, put the jar on the table, and looked at the young man in blue shirt opposite who was appreciating jade, showing the slightest doubt.
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
Things are rare and valuable!
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
But now that all the priceless treasures, secrets, and panaceas in everyone's hands have been lost, how can they be willing to watch a few people use them to leap over themselves
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
Things are rare and valuable!
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
Chaos in the martial arts world.
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
In the early stages of the murders caused by various tributes, most of them were taken away by the court and the Green Forest Alliance. The tributes that remained in the hands of a handful of players suddenly became more valuable - more gangs began to spare no effort to trace the origins of these tributes. location.
The birthday tribute given to the Emperor is really beyond the reach of people like them!
There are some special exceptions.
However, the young man in blue shirt did not even raise his head. He continued as if everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, remaining motionless and oblivious.
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
In fact, when he arrived at the pavilion, the young man in blue shirt had been here for a while.
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
Zhengzhou, Songshan.
The pavilion for passers-by to rest at the foot of Songshan Mountain is very simple and common. It is built of thatch wood, with a stone table and several stone piers placed in the middle.
period…
However, the young man in blue shirt did not even raise his head. He continued as if everything in the outside world was not as attractive as the jade in his hand, remaining motionless and oblivious.
On this day, some teams that were strong enough but had a small number of escorts successfully intercepted several waves of raids without losing the tributes in their hands.
The surroundings of the pavilion are relatively open, and there is no way to hide people around. There should be no ambush.
As long as the number of dart boxes and tributes is small, the number of bandits ambushed will be small, and the chance of the mysterious bandit leader appearing is also greatly reduced; like major gangs, which wantonly gather tributes from players, the more tributes, the greater the number of bandits they will attract. If there are more, the number of gangster leaders in the Mysterious Realm will increase dramatically, and the faster they will die!
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
Amidst the shrill sound, a fiery red light quickly rose into the sky, and with a "Bang!", a not-so-dazzling fire bloomed in the sky.
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.
A group of monks' eyes were shining brightly, their robes were vibrating, and the air was surging. They all looked at the pavilion not far ahead!
But when the Shaolin monk passed by, he didn't even look at him, and he ignored the signal, which made him hesitate again.
The young man in blue shirt has an extraordinary demeanor and an excellent bearing. He looks very young. Before he came, he was looking towards Songshan Mountain, with a touch of nostalgia and sadness on his face. Although he seems to be a different person now, it is not difficult to see that , the other party has some special feelings for Songshan...or for Shaolin...
Seeing that the Shaolin monk's escort car was about to leave the sight, the other party remained motionless and concentrated on looking at the jade in his hand. The slovenly middle-aged man finally stood up from his seat unsteadily.
If most of the gangs receive these tributes, they can ensure that each other stays on the same page and strengthen each other;
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
Didn't this kid come here for these escorts
"Yuanxin! Send a signal and ask the brothers from the master's sect to come and respond..."
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
Unexpectedly, the young man in blue shirt showed a faint smile the moment he left the pavilion, shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on Yujue.
"Violent!!"
There were faint sounds of intermittent clashes of weapons and hurried shouts.
so…
"A pot... of turbid wine... I'm a poor Taoist who won't accompany me when I travel around the world." Leaving the young man in blue shirt sitting quietly in the pavilion, the slovenly middle-aged man walked unsteadily, walking lightly and heavily in the direction where the monk came from.
Although he thought this, the Shaolin monk never let down his guard, carefully guarding the escort car, and continued to move forward.
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
The wind blew quietly through the pavilion...
Behind them was an 'open' dart cart without flags and awnings, with three brocade boxes placed on it. It was "crunching, creaking" under the pull of the horses.
They had already sent out a signal and believed that brothers from Shaolin would come to help soon. However, these two people were indifferent. Didn't the other party come for them? Or...have given up on the plan to rob the escort
Pass by the pavilion.
It was the strange changes in the other party that made the slovenly middle-aged man think that the other party must be just like him and came with the same purpose.
A group of monks looked at each other in astonishment.
There were faint sounds of intermittent clashes of weapons and hurried shouts.
After taking a look at the majestic Songshan Mountain, a group of Shaolin Temple disciples who had ordered their scars breathed a sigh of relief, with excitement and excitement shining in their eyes.
Throughout the day, the major gangs that withdrew from the city were ambushed and attacked to varying degrees by the Green Forest Alliance! Numerous Creation Realm gangsters, led by a small number of Mysterious Realm masters, became more powerful and easily destroyed most of the escort gangs. The overwhelming scene was unbearable to watch.
A middle-aged man with a slovenly face drunkenly held a jar of wine and drank ecstatically in front of the stone table. He smacked his mouth from time to time and said, "Good wine!" He looked extremely enjoying it;
"Be careful! There is someone!"
There are some special exceptions.
The Green Forest Alliance took advantage of them to kill each other, lose their strength, and have no protection from the court, so they stabbed them hard, and most of the tributes were looted from the players.