Chapter 097

Three consecutive days!

Fighting in the world, bloody storm...

On the official road, in the mountains, forests, and by the rivers, there is a breath called "Sorrow" floating everywhere! It is often an unknown path. One or several players pass by in a hurry will lead to dense rain of arrows or all kinds of falling from the sky. Various corpses are spread across the ground, dyeing the quiet and peaceful remote path red into a purgatory.

As time goes by, the wind of taking the darts in the world not only shows no sign of decline, but instead, as the birthday of the emperor approaches, all players are searching and chasing tributes within the range even more crazily!

Those who have tributes on them become very eye-catching because of the wanted government, and their locations will be announced by the government every once in a while. They are simply moving time bombs, attracting batches of profits to be expelled from customers every now and then.

The tributes are always changing the owner!

Even the strong man in the Creation Realm is not sure to gain a foothold in this muddy water. He may be at ease when facing one or several inbound and outbound players, but when there are more opponents, he cannot withstand the consumption again and again. No matter how powerful a powerful man is, he will end up with a sad end.

The leader of the No. 1 sect in Xuzhou hundreds of miles away made an amazing move!

He ordered nearly 30 rudders and Master Xiang, who had reached the Creation Realm, to bring hundreds of disciples from the Shanyue Sect who had entered and left the country. With more players coming to rob the robbers, he escorted a large number of tributes and drove into a nearby village that originally belonged to bandits.

"Depend on."

"so much."

Looking at the at least a dozen escort cars in the Shanyuemen convoy and the sword-like formation, the onlookers were envious and jealous.

Once so many tributes are completely controlled by the Shanyue Gate, the emperor’s birthday will be the precious treasures and the wonderful skills in it!

"Tsk tsk..."

Not without people in the crowd were moved.

But.

In the world, people's hearts are separated from their belly.

Which of the players around you is not driven by interests? Who dares to be the first leader? In front of nearly thirty powerful people in the Creation Realm of Shanyuemen, in front of hundreds of incoming and outing players??

Seeing the people from Shanyue Gate enter the mountain village and close the gate, most of the players retreated in disgrace after staying in place for a while.

To attack a cottage guarded by many masters, unless enough people are mobilized! Or have amazing strength!

The players present obviously do not have this ability.

"Brother!!" "Sect Master!"

"Brothers! How are we doing today? Who among the heroes from all over the world are not shocked by the scene of our mountain gate? Looking at our escort car, you dare not act rashly... Hahaha... it's great!"

The two of them stepped into the Juyi Hall in the village, and their heroic voices were pulled open, and they merged into other masters of Creation Realm who were originally gathered in the hall. They all had red faces and were very excited.

"It's still the wise leader! If the sect leader hadn't decided to temporarily merge the Xuanyuan Sect and Lengfeng Valley, and gathered so many tributes from the thirty Creation Realm masters from the three major sects, how could it be so easy for them to fall into our hands?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Come on! Everyone, I wish you a cup of the sect leader!"

Everyone raised their glasses towards the hall.

In the hall, the middle-aged man in the front seat of the front stood up smiling and wearing a long robed scholar, looking graceful and elegant: "The mountain gate can have today's glory and momentum all rely on the gracious and support of all brothers. I am not talented, so I borrow flowers to offer Buddha. I wish to respect all brothers..."

"Dry!"

In the hall, there was a crisp sound of clinking cups.

Just as many disciples of Shanyuemen were celebrating their gains and achievements over the past period of time, a noise suddenly came from outside.

"Who!" "Looking for death! I dare to break into my mountain gate base!"

"Stop! There is...ah..."

The shouts of Shanyuemen accompanied by a short muffled groan and a sound of falling to the ground quickly attracted the attention of the rudders and the incense masters in Juyi Hall. They stopped cups, frowned, and turned to visit them.

"What's going on?"

The leader of the Shanyue Sect, "Wuxinren", looked coldly:

"Master Feng Tang! Go out and have a look."

"yes!"

The man who came in the last one was Zhu Feng, the leader of the Battle Spirit Hall of Shanyue Gate. After agreeing, he put down his wine glass without hesitation, turned around and walked out of the hall, and ran towards the gate of the village.

Several disciples guarding outside Juyi Hall followed closely behind.

“Let’s go on.”

Retracting his gaze, the unintentional person raised his wine glass. Before he could say the following sentence, he was interrupted by a cold and cold drink coming from outside:

"Deer Swordsman!"

"Get out and die!"

The people in the hall turned their eyes to a man who stopped his hands.

The man looked puzzled and inexplicable, his brows tightened, and finally put down his wine glass.

At this time.

The unintentional person finally realized that the person who came was not good, and his sleeves bulged, and his face also darkened:

"Let's go out and have a look."

"Who is so brave to shout at my mountain gate for people!" The others were defeated and followed behind in a turbulent manner and came out of Juyi Hall.

Go out and take a look...

The eyes of a group of people suddenly shrank!

...

Outside the hall, opposite the spacious open space, a man wearing a gray cloth shirt and holding a short sword confronted more than a dozen in-coming and outing disciples. The former looked cold and slowly walked forward, and his eyes passed over the in-coming and outing disciples. His eyes were slowly swimming among the group of people rushing out of the hall...

What made the Shanyue Gate feel incredible was that more than a dozen disciples on their side were obviously on the weak side. When the other side went further, they took a step back and did not dare to stop them.

If he had just seen this scene, the leader of the Shanyue Sect would have driven all the disciples below from the sect without saying a word. But what shocked him was that in the corridor behind the other party, dozens of corpses were standing upside down at a distance of less than fifty meters, which was shocking.

Even the Master Zhufeng Hall, who had left for less than a moment, was lying lifelessly on the stairs of the corridor. The Master Feng Hall, who had once killed several teams and won three darts, had his eyes unconsciously at this moment, and his face was already stiff when he looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head.

"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately gasped.

"You guys retreat!"

The unintentional person stopped on the ladder, shouted after he left the disciples and asked in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"

It seemed that he could sense the status of the unintentional person and his reputation in the mountain gate. The young man with a cold face finally stopped. The "debt collector" did not look on his face for long, and asked coldly:

"Where is the Deer Sword? Call him out."

Although his tone was plain, the coldness in his words was filled with an inconsistent tone.

"Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you."

Lu Daoke watched in the crowd for a long time, and after confirming that he didn't know anyone, he took the initiative to stand up.

The cold man narrowed his eyes:

"So you have lived to this day." The chill was even more intense in the words!

Seeing the other party move again, the innocent man's face darkened:
Chapter completed!