Text Chapter 125 The Eighth King of the Slaughter (Seeking the First Order)
The Great Empire of the King Turtle is a bastard plus Wang Ba, a shameless white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it, and is the enemy of all Chinese players.
In this life, Chen Feng will never let this kind of thing happen again, after he plans to unify the Heavenly Saint City, the first guild to deal with is the King Turtle Great Empire, this great traitor of the Huaxia camp, the lackey of the Northern Empire, it is not a pity to die.
Since we met in advance, then collect some interest first.
The King Turtle Empire ranks among the top three in the Hero City Guilds, with about 80,000 players, and the Immortal Turtle Emperor has a god-level weapon, and he is one of the best masters in the Hero City.
Since there was no large-scale war among the guilds in Hero City, their development momentum was stronger than that of the guilds in Heavenly Saint City, and it could be said that the comprehensive strength of the King Turtle Great Empire could compete with the League of Legends.
There are many monsters in the Lingnan Mountains, and it is a good place to rush to the level. The King Turtle Empire chartered the Lingnan Mountain Range for three days, just to farm monsters and rush to the level, and strive to reach level 100 first, so as to take on the task of being promoted to the division level.
Originally, Chen Feng didn't want to deal with the Wang Turtle Empire so early, but if people wanted to die and automatically provoked him, he would naturally not be soft.
"Get out of here!" Chen Feng responded coldly, glancing at the more than thirty King Turtle Great Empire players, without a trace of fear.
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"Baga, you are looking for death, if you know each other, immediately kneel down and admit your mistakes, and then drill under the uncle's step, as long as the uncle is happy, you can be let live. ”
"Garbage thing, do you know who we are, the people of our King Turtle Great Empire, the strongest guild in Hero City, and the first guild in the Huaxia camp, and in the future, it will dominate the world's No. 1 guild, and it is also your honor to die at our hands. The players of the King Turtle Great Empire were more arrogant and domineering than the other, and they didn't take Chen Feng in their eyes at all, and proudly showed off the title of the King Turtle Great Empire Guild, a picture of a dog and a turtle showing off their might.
They are all elite players of the King Turtle Empire, and they are not bad at asking themselves, one can beat five or six, and they don't take Chen Feng, who hides his identity, to heart at all.
It's no wonder that he doesn't even want people to see his identity and equipment, he must be very rubbish, for fear of being laughed at.
It is precisely because of this self-righteous thinking that these players of the King Turtle Empire are going to be miserable.
"Oh, who am I, it turns out that you are a bunch of turtle bastards, and I thought it was a bunch of mad dogs biting people. "What Chen Feng said didn't anger the players of the King Turtle Empire, but also made them angry.
Turtle, for the king of the turtle empire is a sacred symbol, representing honor, is the pride of the nation, the title of each generation of emperors is the beginning of the word turtle, such as the turtle emperor, the second emperor of the turtle, the third emperor of the turtle and so on.
Wang Ba 2 is their forbidden language, all the use of Wang 8 2 words to insult, is equivalent to a mortal enmity with them, never die, such as the hatred of taking a wife, killing the father's hatred, can not be resolved.
"Nima's death!" the King Turtle Empire player let out an angry roar, murderous and tense. One of the short ancient warriors stepped forward with a knife, pointed a knife at Chen Feng, and shouted: "Boy, report your name, my third son of Meichuan is not a nobody." ”
"Get out of here, I don't have time to play, you have to fight faster, otherwise you all get out of the way." Chen Feng was angry, and he was not afraid of the king, which made the three sons of Meichuan angry, and then struck again: "By the way, please tell you people from the Eight Guilds of the Turtle King, and when you appear in front of Lao Tzu in the future, don't pretend to be a dog, and have the ability to do it directly." ”
Chen Feng's meaning is very clear, you don't have the ability, what are you pretending to be in front of Lao Tzu, you have the ability to do a real job.
"Mada, go die!" The third prince of Meichuan couldn't stand it anymore, he had seen arrogant and arrogant people, and people who had not been so arrogant and domineering were thousands of times more arrogant than him. He roared, brandished the ninety-level Red Gold Luo Bone Knife, lifted the awe-inspiring sword, and slashed at Chen Feng's head.
In the next second, but the target was missing, and the third son of Meichuan slammed into the ground with a knife, punching a crack, and said with a puzzled face: "Chok, where are the people?"
"Umegawa be careful!" At the same time, the companion behind the third son of Umegawa let out an eager and shocked voice, reminding the third son of Umegawa.
However, it was too late, Chen Feng floated by like a ghost, a sword wiped the neck of the third prince of Meichuan, a bloody arrow rushed out, and two bright red characters burst out in seconds, slammed, fell down, and died. What's even more odious is that he heard Chen Feng's ridicule and ridicule before he died, causing him to die without his eyes, and his eyes were as big as bull's eyes.
"Wang Ba, your skills are too bad. Chen Feng's sarcastic voice was in the ears of the players of the King Turtle Great Empire, and they were so angry that they thundered, let out a hysterical roar, brandished their weapons, and frantically killed Chen Feng.
"This kid is a little prickly, let's go together!"
"Boy, you should die!"
"If you dare to insult the King Turtle Empire, you don't want to leave alive. ”
"Kill him dozens of times so that he can't stand on his feet to dominate the world. ”
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The players of the Wang Turtle Empire saw that Chen Feng was not good, and he killed the third prince of Meichuan with one sword, and his strong combat effectiveness, except for the top ten bosses in the guild who could be compared, they asked themselves if they were inferior, so as soon as they made a move, they were all kinds of powerful skills, relying on the strength of the people, and they were fully confident that they would kill this kid who didn't know the height of the sky, so that he could understand who could not be offended, and he would die if he touched it.
The sword light and sword shadow were fierce, and the magic mechanism was weird, covering Chen Feng like an overwhelming one, not giving him a chance to escape. They are all elite players of the King Turtle Great Empire, their strength is extraordinary, more than 30 people shot together, and their killing and damage were not weaker than those of the division-level realm, and ordinary players could not stop them at all.
Chen Feng is different, the first person in the League of Legends, he has not reached the division-level realm, but he has already possessed the power of the division-level realm, and his defense has reached the master-level, standing at the top of today's world players, players who can stand side by side with him, but there are only a few people, and one pair of hands can be counted.
"I don't know whether I live or die!" Chen Feng called Wang Ba used to it, a traitor in Huaxia, a lackey of the Northern Empire, and unworthy of being a man.
In the face of their siege, Chen Feng was not afraid, did not retreat but advanced, his footsteps moved, his body was like a ghost, and he passed by one attack after another, swept the ancient sword of the wind, and knocked fifteen people away, and six weak defensive tricksters and trappers directly stopped and broke off, blood sprayed wildly, and he couldn't die anymore when he died, and dropped an item.
The rest of the people were seriously injured, their lives were worth ** percent, they were in danger, they were shocked into a cold sweat, and their legs were weak with fright, this young man with a hidden face was even more terrifying than they thought.
"Oh my God, what a terrible attack!"
"Damn, this guy is not human!"
"Caoga, this kid is too strong, we are not opponents, quickly notify the real sword boss of the house father to come to support!"
"Withdraw, withdraw!"
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