three days in a row!
As time goes by, not only does the trend of seizing darts in the arena show no signs of abating, but as the emperor's birthday approaches, all players are even more frantically searching and pursuing tributes within the range!
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
But.
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
"Yeah!"
The rivers and lakes are fighting, bloody...
"Tsk tsk..."
"Tsk tsk..."
The rivers and lakes are fighting, bloody...
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
Seeing the other party move again, Wu Xinren's expression darkened:
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
To storm a stronghold guarded by many experts, unless enough men and horses are mobilized! Or have amazing strength!
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
As time goes by, not only does the trend of seizing darts in the arena show no signs of abating, but as the emperor's birthday approaches, all players are even more frantically searching and pursuing tributes within the range!
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
Those with tributes hidden on their bodies have become very conspicuous because they are wanted by the government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting groups of interested customers every now and then.
With so many tributes, once the Shanyue Sect completely controls them and the emperor's birthday is over, the rare treasures and miraculous skills inside will all be priceless treasures!
"Come out and die!"
Tributes are always changing their owners!
Go out and take a look...
Those with tributes hidden on their bodies have become very conspicuous because they are wanted by the government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting groups of interested customers every now and then.
The rivers and lakes are fighting, bloody...
"Yeah!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
Seeing the other party move again, Wu Xinren's expression darkened:
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
He ordered his nearly thirty helmsmen and incense masters who had reached the Creation Realm to bring hundreds of Shanyue Sect disciples who were entering and leaving the country. Under the watchful eyes of more players who came to rob escorts, they escorted a large number of tributes in a mighty manner. Dang drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to a bandit.
"Yeah!"
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
"yes!"
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
"You guys stand down!"
"Depend on."
Seeing the other party move again, Wu Xinren's expression darkened:
He ordered his nearly thirty helmsmen and incense masters who had reached the Creation Realm to bring hundreds of Shanyue Sect disciples who were entering and leaving the country. Under the watchful eyes of more players who came to rob escorts, they escorted a large number of tributes in a mighty manner. Dang drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to a bandit.
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Hiss..."
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
Seeing the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyue Gate fleet and the battle of swords and swords, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
"Depend on."
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
With so many tributes, once the Shanyue Sect completely controls them and the emperor's birthday is over, the rare treasures and miraculous skills inside will all be priceless treasures!
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
"so much."
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
The rivers and lakes are fighting, bloody...
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
"Where's the Deer Swordsman? Call him out."
Seeing the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyue Gate fleet and the battle of swords and swords, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
If he had just seen this scene, the master of Shanyue Sect would have definitely expelled all the disciples below him without saying a word. But what shocked him was that there was a distance of less than fifty meters from the long corridor behind the other party to the gate of the mountain village. , with dozens of corpses lying strewn about, shocking.
With so many tributes, once the Shanyue Sect completely controls them and the emperor's birthday is over, the rare treasures and miraculous skills inside will all be priceless treasures!
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
"Tsk tsk..."
"Come out and die!"
"Let's continue."
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"so much."
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
Outside the hall, across the spacious open space, a man wearing a gray cloth shirt and holding a dagger faced off against a dozen entry-exit disciples. The former's eyes were cold and he walked forward slowly, looking past the entry-exit disciples. , his eyes slowly wandered among the group of people swarming out of the hall...
It was not that no one in the crowd was tempted.
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
"Let's continue."
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
But.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
Tributes are always changing their owners!
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
"Hiss..."
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"what happened?"
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
Which player around here is not motivated by profit? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty Creation Realm experts from the Mountain Sect, in front of hundreds of inbound and outbound players?
But.
"Who is so brave and dares to demand someone from my Shanyue Gate!" The others were defeated and followed aggressively out of the Juyi Hall.
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
"Brother!!" "Master!"
"Come! Let's toast to the master!"
To storm a stronghold guarded by many experts, unless enough men and horses are mobilized! Or have amazing strength!
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
"what happened?"
He ordered his nearly thirty helmsmen and incense masters who had reached the Creation Realm to bring hundreds of Shanyue Sect disciples who were entering and leaving the country. Under the watchful eyes of more players who came to rob escorts, they escorted a large number of tributes in a mighty manner. Dang drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to a bandit.
"Yeah!"
"Brother!!" "Master!"
Go out and take a look...
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
Obviously none of the players present have this ability.
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
Outside the hall, across the spacious open space, a man wearing a gray cloth shirt and holding a dagger faced off against a dozen entry-exit disciples. The former's eyes were cold and he walked forward slowly, looking past the entry-exit disciples. , his eyes slowly wandered among the group of people swarming out of the hall...
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
"Brother!!" "Master!"
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
Seeing the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyue Gate fleet and the battle of swords and swords, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
"what happened?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
Which player around here is not motivated by profit? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty Creation Realm experts from the Mountain Sect, in front of hundreds of inbound and outbound players?
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
"Let's continue."
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
three days in a row!
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Let's continue."
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"The sect master is still wise! If the sect master hadn't temporarily decided to merge Xuanyuan Sect and Cold Wind Valley, and gathered thirty creation masters from the three sects to give so many tributes, how could they all fall into our hands so easily?"
"Tsk tsk..."
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Yeah!"
At this time.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
"Let's continue."
…
"Yeah!"
"Come! Let's toast to the master!"
"what happened?"
"what happened?"
"Depend on."
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
three days in a row!
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"Depend on."
It was not that no one in the crowd was tempted.
"Tsk tsk..."
"Dry!"
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
"Let's continue."
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
"You guys stand down!"
"Hiss..."
"Depend on."
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
"yes!"
With so many tributes, once the Shanyue Sect completely controls them and the emperor's birthday is over, the rare treasures and miraculous skills inside will all be priceless treasures!
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
The rivers and lakes are fighting, bloody...
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
"Let's continue."
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
Seeing the other party move again, Wu Xinren's expression darkened:
"Dry!"
"Hiss..."
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Where's the Deer Swordsman? Call him out."
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
Which player around here is not motivated by profit? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty Creation Realm experts from the Mountain Sect, in front of hundreds of inbound and outbound players?
"You guys stand down!"
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
It was not that no one in the crowd was tempted.
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
Tributes are always changing their owners!
three days in a row!
"what happened?"
As time goes by, not only does the trend of seizing darts in the arena show no signs of abating, but as the emperor's birthday approaches, all players are even more frantically searching and pursuing tributes within the range!
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
"what happened?"
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
…
"what happened?"
If he had just seen this scene, the master of Shanyue Sect would have definitely expelled all the disciples below him without saying a word. But what shocked him was that there was a distance of less than fifty meters from the long corridor behind the other party to the gate of the mountain village. , with dozens of corpses lying strewn about, shocking.
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
"Deer Swordsman!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
"etc!"
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
"Deer Swordsman!"
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
Tributes are always changing their owners!
Tributes are always changing their owners!
…
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
Which player around here is not motivated by profit? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty Creation Realm experts from the Mountain Sect, in front of hundreds of inbound and outbound players?
Hundreds of miles away, the leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou did something amazing!
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
"Master Feng Hall! Go out and take a look."
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
The last man who came in was the master of Shanyuemen Zhanyi Hall, 'Zhufeng'. After agreeing, he put down his wine glass without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the hall, running towards the gate of the cottage.
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
"yes!"
Seeing the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyue Gate fleet and the battle of swords and swords, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
"Dry!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
The last man who came in was the master of Shanyuemen Zhanyi Hall, 'Zhufeng'. After agreeing, he put down his wine glass without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the hall, running towards the gate of the cottage.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
"so much."
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"Master Feng Hall! Go out and take a look."
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
"Yeah!"
"yes!"
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
Tributes are always changing their owners!
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
"Who is so brave and dares to demand someone from my Shanyue Gate!" The others were defeated and followed aggressively out of the Juyi Hall.
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
"Let's continue."
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
"The sect master is still wise! If the sect master hadn't temporarily decided to merge Xuanyuan Sect and Cold Wind Valley, and gathered thirty creation masters from the three sects to give so many tributes, how could they all fall into our hands so easily?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
As time goes by, not only does the trend of seizing darts in the arena show no signs of abating, but as the emperor's birthday approaches, all players are even more frantically searching and pursuing tributes within the range!
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
"Deer Swordsman!"
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
"what happened?"
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
"Hiss..."
Go out and take a look...
"Come out and die!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
"You guys stand down!"
The last man who came in was the master of Shanyuemen Zhanyi Hall, 'Zhufeng'. After agreeing, he put down his wine glass without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the hall, running towards the gate of the cottage.
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
As time goes by, not only does the trend of seizing darts in the arena show no signs of abating, but as the emperor's birthday approaches, all players are even more frantically searching and pursuing tributes within the range!
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
The shouts of the Shanyue disciples, accompanied by a short groan and the sound of falling to the ground, quickly attracted the attention of the helmsmen and incense masters in the Juyi Hall. They stopped their cups, frowned, and turned around to visit.
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
"etc!"
Go out and take a look...
Tributes are always changing their owners!
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
"The sect master is still wise! If the sect master hadn't temporarily decided to merge Xuanyuan Sect and Cold Wind Valley, and gathered thirty creation masters from the three sects to give so many tributes, how could they all fall into our hands so easily?"
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
"Come! Let's toast to the master!"
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
"Where's the Deer Swordsman? Call him out."
To storm a stronghold guarded by many experts, unless enough men and horses are mobilized! Or have amazing strength!
At this time.
But.
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
Those with tributes hidden on their bodies have become very conspicuous because they are wanted by the government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting groups of interested customers every now and then.
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
The unintentional man finally realized that the person who had come was evil, his sleeves puffed up, and his face darkened:
"so much."
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
"Who is so brave and dares to demand someone from my Shanyue Gate!" The others were defeated and followed aggressively out of the Juyi Hall.
But.
…
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
Watching the people from the Mountain Gate enter the village and close the gate, most of the players stayed there for a while and then retreated one after another sadly.
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
"etc!"
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
Go out and take a look...
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
"Who is so brave and dares to demand someone from my Shanyue Gate!" The others were defeated and followed aggressively out of the Juyi Hall.
"Depend on."
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
Go out and take a look...
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
"Come! Let's toast to the master!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
Several disciples guarding the door of Juyi Hall followed closely behind.
three days in a row!
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
"Dry!"
"Let's continue."
"Stop! There is...ah..."
…
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
"Come out and die!"
"Depend on."
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
Outside the hall, across the spacious open space, a man wearing a gray cloth shirt and holding a dagger faced off against a dozen entry-exit disciples. The former's eyes were cold and he walked forward slowly, looking past the entry-exit disciples. , his eyes slowly wandered among the group of people swarming out of the hall...
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
Even the Master of the Zhufeng Hall, who had left less than a moment ago, was lying lifelessly on the steps of the corridor. The famous Master of the Feng Hall, who had killed several groups of men and captured three darts by himself, his eyes were blank at this moment. God, facing the blue sky and white clouds above his head, the fear and disbelief on his face was already frozen.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
Outside the hall, across the spacious open space, a man wearing a gray cloth shirt and holding a dagger faced off against a dozen entry-exit disciples. The former's eyes were cold and he walked forward slowly, looking past the entry-exit disciples. , his eyes slowly wandered among the group of people swarming out of the hall...
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
three days in a row!
Those with tributes hidden on their bodies have become very conspicuous because they are wanted by the government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting groups of interested customers every now and then.
"Who is this person!" "Looking for death! How dare you break into my mountain gate station!"
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking glasses.
On the official roads, in the mountains and forests, and by the rivers, there is an aura called 'chilling' floating everywhere! It's often just an unknown trail. One or several players of various shapes and colors will rush by, which will lead to dense rain of arrows or various kinds of falling from the sky. All kinds of corpses are lying on the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote trail red. Into a purgatory.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
If he had just seen this scene, the master of Shanyue Sect would have definitely expelled all the disciples below him without saying a word. But what shocked him was that there was a distance of less than fifty meters from the long corridor behind the other party to the gate of the mountain village. , with dozens of corpses lying strewn about, shocking.
"Hiss..."
three days in a row!
Even the Master of the Zhufeng Hall, who had left less than a moment ago, was lying lifelessly on the steps of the corridor. The famous Master of the Feng Hall, who had killed several groups of men and captured three darts by himself, his eyes were blank at this moment. God, facing the blue sky and white clouds above his head, the fear and disbelief on his face was already frozen.
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
He ordered his nearly thirty helmsmen and incense masters who had reached the Creation Realm to bring hundreds of Shanyue Sect disciples who were entering and leaving the country. Under the watchful eyes of more players who came to rob escorts, they escorted a large number of tributes in a mighty manner. Dang drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to a bandit.
"Hiss..."
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
"yes!"
The eyes of a group of people shrank suddenly!
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Xinren raised his wine glass high. Before he could say the next sentence, he was interrupted by a cold shout from outside:
Go out and take a look...
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
Seeing the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyue Gate fleet and the battle of swords and swords, the onlookers were filled with envy and jealousy.
"etc!"
"Deer Swordsman!"
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
"You guys stand down!"
"so much."
"Let's continue."
"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look together."
"Dry!"
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
"Master Feng Hall! Go out and take a look."
"You guys stand down!"
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
Even the Master of the Zhufeng Hall, who had left less than a moment ago, was lying lifelessly on the steps of the corridor. The famous Master of the Feng Hall, who had killed several groups of men and captured three darts by himself, his eyes were blank at this moment. God, facing the blue sky and white clouds above his head, the fear and disbelief on his face was already frozen.
Those with tributes hidden on their bodies have become very conspicuous because they are wanted by the government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting groups of interested customers every now and then.
"The sect master is still wise! If the sect master hadn't temporarily decided to merge Xuanyuan Sect and Cold Wind Valley, and gathered thirty creation masters from the three sects to give so many tributes, how could they all fall into our hands so easily?"
"what happened?"
The two of them strode into the village's Juyi Hall, their heroic voices opened up, and they merged into the other Creation Realm masters originally gathered in the hall. Their faces were all flushed and they were so excited.
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
At this time.
"The sect master is still wise! If the sect master hadn't temporarily decided to merge Xuanyuan Sect and Cold Wind Valley, and gathered thirty creation masters from the three sects to give so many tributes, how could they all fall into our hands so easily?"
"Where's the Deer Swordsman? Call him out."
"Who is so brave and dares to demand someone from my Shanyue Gate!" The others were defeated and followed aggressively out of the Juyi Hall.
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
"Master Feng Hall! Go out and take a look."
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
"Yeah!"
The leader of the Mountain Gate, Wu Xinren, stared coldly:
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
He ordered his nearly thirty helmsmen and incense masters who had reached the Creation Realm to bring hundreds of Shanyue Sect disciples who were entering and leaving the country. Under the watchful eyes of more players who came to rob escorts, they escorted a large number of tributes in a mighty manner. Dang drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to a bandit.
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
Go out and take a look...
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
With so many tributes, once the Shanyue Sect completely controls them and the emperor's birthday is over, the rare treasures and miraculous skills inside will all be priceless treasures!
Obviously none of the players present have this ability.
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
"Who are you! I don't think I've seen you before."
Wu Xinren stopped on the stairs, dismissed all the disciples, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"
"Where's the Deer Swordsman? Call him out."
"Come out and die!"
At this time.
The deer swordsman looked at the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he did not recognize the person, he took the initiative to stand up.
"Deer Swordsman!"
"Stop! There is...ah..."
If he had just seen this scene, the master of Shanyue Sect would have definitely expelled all the disciples below him without saying a word. But what shocked him was that there was a distance of less than fifty meters from the long corridor behind the other party to the gate of the mountain village. , with dozens of corpses lying strewn about, shocking.
The stern man narrowed his eyes:
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
"Hiss..."
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
If he had just seen this scene, the master of Shanyue Sect would have definitely expelled all the disciples below him without saying a word. But what shocked him was that there was a distance of less than fifty meters from the long corridor behind the other party to the gate of the mountain village. , with dozens of corpses lying strewn about, shocking.
"Dry!"
Although his tone was calm, the ice-cold tone of his words contained a tone of command that could not be disobeyed.
The man's face was full of confusion and confusion, his brows furrowed, and he finally put down his glass.
"Depend on."
"So you've survived until now." The chill in his words became even stronger!
Which player around here is not motivated by profit? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty Creation Realm experts from the Mountain Sect, in front of hundreds of inbound and outbound players?
Everyone raised their glasses toward the hall.
Go out and take a look...
In the hall, the middle-aged man at the top of the hall stood up with a smile. He was dressed in a scribe's robe, looking elegant and elegant: "Shanyuemen can achieve its glory and momentum today only because of the praise and support of all brothers. I If you are not talented, I would like to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and I would like to respect all brothers..."
Seeing the other party move again, Wu Xinren's expression darkened:
In the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are separated from each other.
"Brothers! How is our momentum today? Among the heroes from all over the world, who is not shocked by the scene at our Mountain Gate? They don't dare to act rashly when they see our escort car... Hahahaha... It's so cool!"
Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.
Go out and take a look...
Just when many members of the Shanyue Sect were celebrating their harvest and achievements during this period, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.
"etc!"
What makes the people in Shanyue Sect feel incredible is that the dozen disciples on their side are obviously on the weaker side. When the opponent takes a step forward, they take a step back and do not dare to stop them.
"Hiss..."
People in the hall all turned their attention to a man who stopped moving his hands.
Tributes are always changing their owners!
As if sensing Wuxinren's status and reputation in Shanyuemen, the stern-faced young man finally stopped. The "debt collector"'s eyes did not stay on his face for long, and asked coldly:
Even a strong person in the Creation Realm is not completely sure of gaining a foothold in this muddy water. He may be able to face one or a few inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the constant consumption, no matter how powerful he is. All the talented people also ended up in despair.