With the command of the archer, more than a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.

The alley where Quanzhen Sect is located was blocked tightly.

Not only are these players’ equipment all the best, but their temperament is also very unique. Each of them has a calm expression and is completely unrestrained than ordinary players. The aura of not entering the wild and lofty arrogance gives people a sense of intimacy but not intimate and indifferent.

With such temperament, it has a bit of a peerless master.

The so-called corruption sees corruption, and the foundation sees the foundation, and the same is true for experts to see masters.

The Quanzhen Sect and his group are all masters. If they are not vulgar temperament above everything else, they can see this extraordinary temperament.

Now that he felt the unique aura of these guys, Quanzhen and others immediately became alert.

After watching and watching for a while, Mingdu frowned and said, "Damn, are these guys afraid that they are not professional experts?"

"It's 80%!" Wuji nodded after hearing this.

There are several professional masters, everyone in the Quanzhen Sect. They are not human fireworks for a long time, but lack the cynical atmosphere of normal players who use games as playgrounds, and are more of a solemnity that takes this as a job.

Therefore, ordinary players will unconsciously feel stress and discomfort when they see professional players.

The reason is nothing special. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and enjoy life. These people play games just to make a living.

When you see the game's attitudes differently, your temperament will be essentially different.

It is reasonable to feel uncomfortable.

At this time, these people all looked calm, just like those killers hired by money, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of those who are extremely game-oriented by Quanzhen Sect, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.

Of course, these guys from Quanzhen Sect have the ability to make trouble and the awareness of being chased by others. Naturally, they will not be afraid just because the other party is a professional player.

If it were on weekdays, let alone just a dozen people, even if there were hundreds of people, the Quanzhen Sect would not be afraid. After all, these guys in the Quanzhen Sect would fly, and it would be quite difficult to catch them. Even if they couldn't beat them, no one could stop them if they wanted to run away.

But today is different. Ming Kendoxue's miserable fate warned Quanzhen and others that a powerful and elusive archer was ambushed in a nearby place.

Once everyone leaves the bunker, they are completely exposed to the archer's vision. By then, being shot to death will only be a moment.

Fighting at the gun of others always has some concerns.

Just as Quanzhen and others were whispering, the leader suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later. Our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and neat, so that everyone can waste time."

After all, they are professional players, and their words are filled with strong confidence, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect in minutes.

"Damn it!! It's crazy enough!"

When Quanzhen and others heard the soldiers' words, they were in a state of excitement, and then Mingdu shouted at the top of his voice: "Is the young man very confident? I like to talk to such masters. Come over and let's talk in person."

After saying that, Quanzhen and others raised their weapons to gather their skills, preparing to wait for the warrior to come over and rush over to beat him to death.

"Hmph!"

Unexpectedly, the warrior not only did not fall for the fool, but instead snorted coldly: "We have heard of the style of Quanzhen Sect in the Puritan world. I advise you not to make these little thoughts, come out quickly, otherwise our mage will be covered by fire."

It seems that this warrior didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that these guys were good at shooting black bricks, and he didn't dare to go into the alley rashly.

However, when Quanzhen and others heard the three words "Pearl Realm", they were stunned.

Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he actually invited all the Hades.

The Pluto world is a newcomer team that has emerged in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is just a group of newcomers, it is quite strong and has achieved remarkable results in the national e-sports competition for three consecutive years.

Wuji often brags to everyone in Quanzhen Sect. If the Hades asks himself to be a strategic commander, winning the championship is like taking a puppet.

Wuji's personality with eyes on his forehead can make such evaluations of these young people, which shows the strength of these guys.

"Oh my! It turns out it's the Hades." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, then stood up and said, "Can you be the left hand of the god of death?"

The warrior said lightly: "I am the right hand of the god of death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."

"Haha! Haha!"

Wuji smiled awkwardly and said, "We Quanzhen Sect will not overcome the deceased demon. We have no grudges and grudges against you, the kingdom of the Hades, so why should we target us?"

"Take money and get rid of disasters with others!"

The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of keeping people from thousands of miles away. As he spoke, he waved his hand and aimed at Wuji's magic staff behind him.

"No..." Wuji waved his hand quickly and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters, then I will pay double the price. How about you kill the guys who asked you to kill us?"

There is no shortage of things like gold coins in Quanzhen Sect now. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji has the confidence.

"Can!"

The God of Death said calmly: "But our Pluto world has always been based on integrity. Since we have taken over the mission, we cannot fail. We can kill you first and then talk about the price of killing your opponents."

"Hey!"

Wuji couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. This guy looked shameless and had a bit of Quanzhen's temperament.

"Okay, I'm done with nonsense, die!"

At this moment, seeing that the invincible effect of Wuji's body disappeared, the God of Death narrowed his eyes with his right hand, lowered his head and rushed to Wuji's side, waved his sword and looked at Wuji's neck with a heavy slash.

Wuji saw the God of Death's right hand rushing over, and took a step back calmly. At the same time, he raised his staff and a red light fell, covering himself before the God of Death's right hand sword slashed at him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the God of Death's right hand seemed to chop on a stone, and his whole body was shocked.

At that time, Bao San rushed out of the thorn and hit the God of Death's right hand hard.

The God of Death's right hand was unable to defend, and he was immediately knocked out.

The left hand of the God of Death in the distance saw that his younger brother was hit by a ghost, and he would shoot the three heads with a bow and arrow.

But at this moment, Yin Laoer jumped out with a shield, blocking Bao San and the God of Death's right hand, blocking the God of Death's left hand's vision.
Chapter completed!