In this world, there is always a small group of people who are so powerful that it makes people unable to even feel jealous. Their power has exceeded the scope of jealousy, and the old madman falls into this category.
The old madman’s age is unknown, his origin is unknown, and his hobbies are unknown... When he appeared, he was extremely powerful. He met gods and killed gods, met demons and slayed demons. No one present had ever experienced the scene at that time, but they had all heard of it. The world lost its color as a result of the killing. The old madman would kill all enemies who dared to block his footsteps with one fist. He never hesitated or showed mercy. Of course, the important thing was that no one could block his fist.
The unique skill used by the old madman was the Great Judgment Fist. It was also the first time that the Great Judgment Fist appeared in front of the world. It amazed more than one generation. From then on, the Great Judgment Fist became synonymous with the old madman. Of course, it is no longer important whether it was the Great Judgment Fist that made the old madman or the old madman made the Great Judgment Boxer. What is important is that everyone knows that the old madman cannot be provoked and hidden as far away as possible.
It is precisely because the old madman is so defiant that everyone present feels like they are facing a formidable enemy. There are five or six people, some of whom are famous experts who have been famous for a long time, some of whom are in high positions, and some of whom have half their feet in the soil. Every move is attracting attention, but when it comes to the old madman, no one can calm down. .
"What do you think? Will the old madman appear in "World of Warcraft"?" The white-headed man said half-jokingly. His words made everyone have strange expressions on their faces.
Old madman? Entering "World of Warcraft"? The feeling was like that of an old-fashioned academic wearing a three-point pose and performing a pole dance in front of a large audience. This scene was too beautiful to be imagined.
"Unless the sun comes out from the west." The middle-aged man in blue said slowly: "I'm afraid the old madman doesn't even know what a gaming helmet is, and people like him are not allowed to be exposed."
Several people's expressions softened a bit inadvertently.
The old madman's fighting ability is unparalleled, and his Great Judgment Fist is extremely strong and unparalleled in the world. He has killed more people than many people have ever seen. However, not one person can kill all the people in the world. There are still many old madmen. enemy's.
No one can sneak attack or kill the old madman. He relies on the terrifying sense and strength of the master. If he wears a helmet and enters the game, his senses will be weakened by one layer. Ordinary people still can't get close to him, but the master's words But you can,
Therefore, it is impossible for the old madman to do this, otherwise, he will not know when he will die.
No one wants to meet an old madman. In reality, there are many monitoring devices that can be avoided in advance, but "World of Warcraft" cannot do that. There is not so much high technology. Although death in "World of Warcraft" is not a real death and you can be resurrected a month later, no one wants to experience the feeling of lying in bed unable to do anything. Losing face is one thing, but the important thing is It's uncomfortable.
"Why does Liu Wei'an also know the Great Judgment Fist?" The eyes of the middle-aged man carrying a long sword narrowed slightly. The "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce" has been lost. There are more than 500 masters, and now there are less than 150 people left, black and blue. The great master had died under Liu Wei'an's arrow, and only yellow and green were left.
The morale of the two people has been declining. Even if Liu Wei'an doesn't take action, the two of them cannot hold on for long. Liu Wei'an has a long-range shooter watching from the side, and everyone who is his enemy will feel tremendous pressure.
"Either he got a chance, got it from somewhere, or he is the apprentice of the old madman." The white-headed man said.
"How about -" the middle-aged man in blue glanced at the others, "Let's join forces to take down this person and ask about the situation?" This proposal made people's hearts beat. Among them was the middle-aged swordsman with a long sword on his back. The most moving.
Among the people inside, he and the old man with half his foot in the loess were alone travelers. There was no power behind him. Without power, there would be no good skills. If he wanted to break through, he would have to have peerless skills as a reference. What he learned was swordsmanship, while Liu Wei'an used boxing, but martial arts all over the world are similar, and the reference effect is still there. If it really doesn't work, it's okay to abandon the sword and practice boxing. The level of the Great Judgment Fist is far above his swordsmanship.
"There is no need to think about the Great Judgment Fist. Someone has already evolved it. The Great Judgment Fist relies on inheritance and cannot be learned. There is no need to waste your efforts." The painter who had been silent stopped painting and raised his head to look at everyone. , lowered his head again and concentrated on painting.
All things can enter the Tao. This slogan has been shouted for countless years, but there are very few people who can truly enter the Tao through other methods besides martial arts. From ancient times to the present, there are not many people. The painter entered this realm by chance and became one of the few.
The painter rarely takes action, but no one dares to despise him. His words are like a basin of cold
The water was poured on the heads of the others, immediately extinguishing the fire of desire.
"Yi Yi Dao, your Zhou family has been very active recently!" The white-headed man glanced at the middle-aged man in blue and said sarcastically. Some people are restless by nature and always want to make some noise and trample everyone under their feet. It seems that they can have a sense of accomplishment in this way.
"Just to prepare for a rainy day." Zhou Yi Dao ignored the sarcasm of the white-headed man and spoke calmly.
"Brother Zhou, do you know something?" The middle-aged man carrying a long sword asked humbly.
"I don't know the specifics, but judging from the family's intention, it seems that there will be some kind of disaster." After hesitating, Zhou Yidao still said it. The identities of the people sitting here are not simple. Even if he doesn't say it, it won't be used. They will be able to notice it after a long time, so there is no need to hide it.
"What kind of disaster?" The man carrying the sword was alone, and the news aspect was the most disadvantaged.
"Mr. Wenren should know!" Zhou Yidao looked at the man sitting at the head of the table who had been very quiet. He looked like he was in his forties, drinking quietly, not participating in any discussions, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, exuding an aura of melancholy.
If there were women here, they would definitely be attracted by this temperament, but all the people present were men.
"Warcraft!" After waiting for a long time, when everyone thought that Wen Renli Shang was unwilling to speak, he softly uttered two words. The voice was very soft, but it made everyone feel slightly shocked.
Warcraft!
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The shrill screams were full of pain and unwillingness. This master of the "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce" had entered the Golden Perfection and touched the Great Perfection realm. His strength had surpassed that of many families. Unfortunately, Liu Wei died in the end. He died under An's series of arrows, as if the dam collapsed. The remaining people were no longer able to stop the "Ping An Army"'s ferocious attack. Amid the screams, they fell to the ground bleeding.
In less than a cup of tea, only two old men in yellow and green clothes were left. They were worthy of being the top masters of the "Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce" with amazing endurance. Liu Wei'an raised his bow and aimed at the old man in yellow clothes. A surge of fierce energy formed in an instant, and the wind and clouds changed color. Just when Liu Wei'an was about to release his fingers, a sudden change occurred, and the sky suddenly turned black, as if it were iron. The pot tipped over, and an extremely heavy force fell. For a moment, all the soldiers of the "Peace Army" became stiff and unable to move, with shock on their faces.
