"Archery!"
"Serial arrows!"
"Curved arrow!"
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Of course, the curved arrow was shot by Nie Pohu.
Gold-level masters fell one after another. These people had traveled thousands of miles to be invited here by Murong Ming, and none of them were weak, but Liu Wei'an was so powerful, and his archery skills were so miraculous that they had never seen before. And the opportunity they seized was just right, it happened to be the moment when they were blasted by the 'Exploding Talisman Arrow' and had to defend themselves.
A thousand exploding talisman arrows can give a head start. Let alone a gold-level master, even a platinum-level master can be stunned by the sudden attack.
These gold-level masters roared, struggled, and resisted, but no matter how hard they tried, the result was in vain. If they come together, there might be a chance. It's a pity that they were scattered in all directions with their arrogance and carelessness, ruining their last hope.
The Blue City is huge, but for experts, it only takes a breath to get from the east to the west. When the first gold-level master died, powerful auras rose from every corner of the Blue City. The aura of the gold-level master was released, triggering changes in the sky, and various phantoms of warcraft were projected into the sky. The sky across the entire Blue City shines like the end of the world.
The entire Blue City suddenly became quiet, and the players were worried, fearing that some gold-level master would accidentally stop his breath and wipe them out.
These masters flew up to the roof and did not get close, but their eyes were like magic lamps. They watched Liu Wei'an kill the gold-level masters one by one. Dozens of masters in the city just looked at them blankly, with expressions on their faces. No expression at all. Of course, only they themselves know how shaken their hearts are.
Murong Ming, Big Head, Fatty, Swordsman, the rickety old man and Camel Xiangzi rushed over desperately, trying to rescue these gold-level masters, but they couldn't make it in time. Luotuo Xiangzi was the strongest and fastest, but when he appeared in front of Liu Wei'an, the last gold-level master happened to be shot in the head.
Liu Wei'an's arrow used the most common archery technique, except that the arrow was a 'exploding talisman arrow'.
The most common technique, but it brought the strongest shock to people. All the Blue City masters who saw this scene felt an inexplicable chill. Liu Wei'an used the death of a gold-level master to tell them one thing. As long as he wanted to kill someone, he could easily kill them even if he didn't use any means. Liu Wei'an said nothing, or even looked at them, but everyone understood that this was what Liu Wei'an conveyed to them.
Of the ten gold-level masters, Liu Wei'an killed nine by himself, and Nie Pohu killed one. With Nie Pohu's strength, if he wanted to kill a gold-level master with one arrow, even if the 'curved arrow' appeared, he couldn't do it. However, the gold-level master was killed by Liu Wei'an and his courage was shaken. He was defeated by Nie Pohu. Pohu seized the opportunity and killed him with one arrow.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
Liu Wei'an calmly put away the winter thunder bow, and waited until Luotuo Xiangzi and others arrived before he punched out. The punch suddenly accelerated in the middle, and in an instant it became six punches, hitting Murong Ming, Big Head, and Fatty at the same time. , the swordsman, the rickety old man and the camel Xiangzi. It turned out to be one to six.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
The energy created a storm, and everyone within a 50-meter radius was blown away. The bluestone slabs attached to the street were shot in all directions, as fast as lightning. The shops on both sides disintegrated in an instant and were thrown away with a terrifying momentum.
There was a scream mixed with the explosion. Ordinary players didn't know what happened, but those gold-level experts could see it clearly. Liu Wei'an was one to six, Murong Ming, Big Head, Fatty, Swordsman, the rickety old man and the camel. Xiangzi and the others were only knocked back. Only the fat man was caught up by Liu Wei'an when he was flying back. He punched the second time and smashed the fat man into pieces.
The dust fell and everyone's figures were revealed. Everyone in Murong Ming's party changed their expressions and their expressions were extremely ugly. Liu Wei'an stood tall as a mountain, looking in all directions. His eyes were not sharp, but had a sense of disdain.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
Murong Ming and others took the initiative before, but this time it was Liu Wei'an who took the initiative. The Great Judgment Fist carried the power of thunder and lightning and blasted at five people. Yes, it was five people. There were only five people, and one person was missing.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Liu Wei'an put the rickety old man at the end. The rickety old man had a premonition and was extremely vigilant. But when a mountain of power passed along his arm, all the preparations became in vain. He watched Liu Wei'an's first The second 'Great Judgment Fist' hit his body, and he was shocked, and then he didn't know anything anymore.
He didn't know, but the people around him could see clearly that the broken body was like a watermelon smashed on the ground, broken into pieces, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere, like a rain of blood.
There are four people left, and these four people have cold hands and feet.
"Come again!"
This time it was the big head that died. Murong Ming and the swordsman vomited blood and were thrown away. Only Luotuo Xiangzi could still stand.
"Wait a minute" Murong Ming shouted.
But Liu Wei'an ignored him at all and punched out from the air. Murong Ming, who had just gotten up, vomited blood and flew out. In mid-air, he heard the swordsman's scream and reluctantly twisted his body and adjusted the angle so that he could see clearly. He just happened to see the swordsman being blasted with the second punch by Liu Wei'an who was catching up.
The body exploded like fireworks, and the Great Judgment punch was so hard and fierce that the target hit was basically not intact.
With the strength of the swordsman, Liu Wei'an would not be killed so easily, but the last time he died, the gold-level sword fell. This time he took a silver-level sword, which was not powerful enough and was not smooth. His strength dropped by 10% out of thin air, plus one death, his cultivation dropped by 10%, and his strength suddenly dropped by 20%. It is very rare to be able to persist until now.
"If a person does not have an upright heart, he cannot reach a higher realm." Liu Wei'an looked at Luo Tuo Xiangzi and said calmly.
Luo Tuo Xiangzi's body trembled slightly, and then a bright light burst out of his eyes.
"Not bad talent." Liu Wei'an praised, and punched out with lightning, with great momentum.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
boom
Luotuo Xiangzi flew thirty meters away. Just when everyone thought he could still catch a punch, his body suddenly exploded, and pieces of meat were shot out in all directions. He could no longer recognize his original appearance.
Murong Ming got up from the ground and found that he was the only one left. All the people he brought were dead. He was the only one who was still standing. The others were all peace warriors. The situation was almost exactly the same as last time. All his men were dead, leaving him alone to face the outcome he least wanted to face.
"I hope this matter ends here!" Murong Ming's voice was extremely bitter. This was definitely not the result he wanted, but he had to bow his head now. He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to see the consequences of death.
"Who do you think you are?" This was the first and last thing Liu Wei'an said to Murong Ming tonight.
The arrow that shot through the air turned suddenly when Murong Ming moved his body, and pierced his temple in a short time. Murong Ming fell straight down, and the horrified look in his eyes quickly solidified.
A battle involving nearly 20 gold-level experts ended in a way that no one expected. The landslide and tsunami came and went away quietly. The players who experienced this battle today will forever have Liu Wei'an's mark in their hearts. When they came back to their senses, they found that the gold-level masters who were watching the excitement had disappeared silently, and they didn't know when they disappeared.
No one from the Ping An team died, and only a dozen were injured. They completely defeated Murong Ming's side.
After that, Hei Niu led his men and horses to the Desert Gang's territory again. Only two bronze-level players were left there to guard the gate. When they saw Hei Niu rushing in fiercely, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they could not speak. .
Hei Niu didn't embarrass the two of them, he just searched the Desert Gang's territory inside and out. In the end, of course, nothing was found.
"Call it done!" Hei Niu was not dissatisfied. He did not come here to confiscate his home, but simply to humiliate Murong Ming. This kid hit his boss's attention twice, how could Hei Niu make it easy for him. The Murong family, let alone being in decline, even if they were not in decline, if they messed with his boss in the game, the final result would be embarrassing.
The impact of this battle was great. No force in the Blue City dared to attract the attention of the Ping An team anymore. Even in normal times, they would avoid the south of the city and try not to come if possible. When Sanglong made the decision in the past, he didn't want to come to the south of the city to avoid trouble. Instead of being afraid of Sanglong, now he was really afraid.
Sanglong and Murong Ming were resurrected at about the same time. After going online, they saw that their territory was occupied by Liu Wei'an, and their younger brother was either killed or expelled. The famous Sanglong suddenly became history. He was so angry that he originally planned to rush to the south of the city to take back the territory, but when he saw Tang Dingdong arriving with 100 people, he felt that he was alone and feared that he would not be his opponent, so he endured the anger in his heart. Start secretly contacting my younger brother. Just when the younger brother was about to contact him, Murong Ming took action.
Sanglong Zai was secretly watching the battle between Murong Ming and Liu Wei'an, from beginning to end, seeing everything clearly and without missing a beat. After the battle, he was stunned and lost his mind. He didn't know how he got back to the contact point.
"Boss, are we still going to attack Liu Wei'an?" the younger brother asked anxiously. Everyone else looked at Sanglong, their eyes full of uneasiness and fear.
Sanglong stared blankly at the younger brother who asked the question until his face turned pale, and finally his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Sanglong had a bad temper. When he was in charge of Chengnan, more of his younger brothers were beaten to death by himself than by others. The younger brother felt that he had violated the taboo of mourning a dragon, and felt despair in his heart. Seeing this, the other boys quietly took a step back. Although there was only one step away, the obvious boundary suddenly appeared.
"Let's break up!" Sanglong was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent, and suddenly he felt discouraged. The raised hand could no longer fall down, and he waved weakly.
The younger brothers were so impressed that they ran away as fast as they could fly.
