Hey, or the left hand of the God of Death can pee in the same pot with the blood-colored battle flag. These two people are still birds of a feather, and their words and actions are like a brainless style.

In the eyes of this deceitful guy from Quanzhen Sect, this behavior was almost an idiot. Quanzhen and others looked at the left hand of the god of death with contempt and said, "Your backyard is on fire, why haven't you left yet?"

"Hehe!" The god of death picked up the wine glass with his left hand and said, "It's the first time I'm drinking such an expensive wine. Let's go after drinking it. Come, Wuji will leave one."

As he said that, the god of death picked up the wine glass with his left hand and drank it all. He grabbed the wine glass in front of Ji Ao and then patted Ji Ao's head and said earnestly: "Little kid, you can't drink wine at your age, drink milk."

"I..." He rolled his eyes arrogantly.

Quanzhen everyone: "..."

Damn, the one who is close to the vermilion is close to the black one. The left hand of the God of Death and the Quanzhen Sect have only known each other for a few days. The God of Death's left hand is still brainless, and it looks like a Quanzhen old dog. Did this stimulate his shameless attribute?

"Awesome, this matter was caused by you. What do you think?" Wuji ignored the left hand of the god of death who was drinking, and turned to ask Wang Yu.

Wang Yu is also having a headache now. Wang Yu also knows that Blood-Seed Zhanqi is a little confused, but he didn't expect this kid to be so... If he had known this, Wang Yu would have looked for Blood-Seed Fengyu directly. At least Blood-Seed Fengyu is steady in doing things and will not make things like this.

Wang Yu thought for a while and said, "I think... the Blood Alliance should be fine to target the sword against Cangkong, because I'm afraid that the sword against Cangkong will not play according to the routine."

"What cards can they have?" Death's left hand said disdainfully.

Wang Yu said: "They have money!"

"Forehead……"

As soon as Wang Yu said this, the God of Death's left hand immediately shut up.

Yes, money is so awesome. You can do whatever you want whether you have money in games or in reality.

The players who point the sword to the sky are indeed not good at their level, but there are also some hard-core players who are equipped with the captain without spending a lot of money.

Besides, if someone is rich, what can’t be done? If you throw a pile of money on your face, aren’t you moved?

Professional experts have a high vision and are afraid that they will not look down on this little money by breach of contract. Ordinary players are not contract workers of the Blood Alliance. The game is a virtual world. Being a traitor only requires benefits, not costs.

As I said, there are too many players in the Blood Color Alliance, and I don’t know how much worse the cohesion is compared to a small group like Quanzhen Sect. Everyone only sees the treatment of Shabi.

If Wang Yu or Wuji are the captain, don’t shoot, you don’t have to do anything at all. Standing on the battlefield, you just need to say who is mingling with the sword pointing to the sky. If your salary doubles, you will definitely defeat the morale of the Blood Alliance in one fell swoop.

If the bloody battle flag wants to save the situation, it has to increase its treatment. In this way, it will fall into a full passive attitude. There is no need to fight the two guilds at all. Just two presidents bid each other for a price. Compare money, who will be afraid of when the sword is pointed at the sky?

Obviously, Wang Yu overestimated the captain's IQ of not shooting, and this kid chose to fight head-on and directly spent money to hire someone to fight against the Blood Alliance.

...

Without seeing her, she was not upset. Faced with this chaos, Wang Yu simply suggested to scan the daily copy.

When the Quanzhen Sect and his group returned from outside the city after brushing the dungeon, the two guilds were already red in their eyes.

The streets and alleys are full of PK players.

Urban wars are different from resident stations.

The garrison station is the garrison that declares war and leads people to attack the garrison that is declared war, which is basically equivalent to a small city war.

The urban war is the management guild of two urban areas. It uses the two major urban areas as the basis to fight each other until it takes down the other's command (combat office).

Gods fight, mortals suffer.

The Blood Alliance and the Sword-Finging Sky are both major guilds in Yuehui City. It is still quite terrible that there are large-scale fights between these two guilds.

What's more, it's not just the two major guilds that take action. It's true that people's hearts are unpredictable. The more chaotic it is, the more people like to take advantage of the troubled waters.

The Blood Alliance and the sword pointing to the sky fought. The city was already messy. Those small guilds that had been dissatisfied with the two major guilds on weekdays. At this time, even if they caught the opportunity, they would sneak in the back and stab the hatred in the back.

Some people even took advantage of the two guilds to fight and kill people and explode equipment in the city. Their behavior was simply outrageous.

For a moment, the entire Yuehui City was in chaos, and ordinary players were in danger and hid in the safe area and dared not move.

Seeing that the city was in chaos, Wang Yu suddenly regretted his behavior as the initiator of this incident.

Just aiming at the sky with a sword, just do it yourself, why bother the world to panic?

However, Quanzhen and everyone were very excited. This group of people who watched the fun were not serious and liked this scene.

The tavern is now a battlefield and is not clean at all. Quanzhen and others simply bought wine and sat down on the roof of the church to watch the guild fight each other.

Seeing the battle below becoming more and more intense, Wang Yu couldn't help asking: "You said, who will win if you continue to fight like this?"

Wuji analyzed: "From now on, the Blood Alliance has an absolute advantage, but the players who are pointing at the Sky are also tenacious enough. A group of second-rate players who rely on the geographical advantages of Xicheng District to survive until now is really beyond my expectations. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be only a matter of time before the Blood Alliance wins this battle."

Bao San was also surprised and said: "I didn't expect that the 10,000 people who pointed to the Sky in the sword were equal to the 30,000 people in the Blood Alliance! I thought that the 30,000 people in the sword in the sky were all weak."

Wuji corrected: "Not 30,000 people! It's 10,000 people! There are more than half of the people in the Blood Alliance now in Saga Castle."

"Oh...no wonder." Everyone suddenly realized.

At this time, Wang Yu stood up and said angrily: "No matter who loses and who wins, I hope this battle can be finished before dark!"

"Don't worry!" Chunxiang said: "It's already the last time you can hit the sky now. It's probably only last for an hour at most. When we come back after dinner, Xicheng District will be from the Blood Alliance."

"That's not sure!" As soon as Chunxiang finished speaking, Wuji pointed to the teleportation point not far below and said, "Look at that side."

“???”

When everyone heard this, they quickly looked in the direction of Wuji's fingers, and saw white light flashing in the teleportation point, and a large number of strange players appeared in the teleportation point.

“Huh?”

Seeing the players in the teleportation point, Quanzhen and everyone was stunned: "Damn, is it crazy to point the sword at the sky? You are actually looking for foreign aid!"

ps: I am very sorry, the previous chapter has been repeated, and now it has been modified. You can read new content by just reloading it. Also, I will go out tomorrow, and I may be interrupted. Sorry!
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