Jiang Ling crouched on the roof, watching the burly strong man snatch a dragon ball from the fire mage. He didn't recognize this player, so naturally there was no need to help, and the strength of the burly man was so strong, the power of this punch could be seen. I'm afraid that the sky has changed and the upper realm has not run.

Jiang Ling didn't feel pity when he looked at Duber who fell to the ground, but only briefly thought about what to do in the face of this situation. The answer is, hit it, run if you can't beat it, and give him the dragon ball obediently if you can't run. Finally, he pulled his neck and shouted: "You already have five dragon balls, and you still rob me!?" In order to confuse the eyes and ears of the onlookers, and make the other party fall into the target of the public, firstly, it is regarded as revenge in disguise, and secondly, it is to let others weaken his strength.

As for why this player was targeted by the burly man, it must have been the player who accidentally bumped into him after finding the Dragon Ball.

Jiang Ling secretly glanced around again, and sure enough, there were still a few people around who were also watching from the wall like himself, among them was Cai Xiaomin lying on the roof opposite him, Huo Liang on the left had just arrived, not far from him, and there were also two disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect hiding at the mouth of the alley on the side of the street, and another middle-aged man in blue was the closest, standing not far from the street.

And to Jiang Ling's surprise, the middle-aged man in blue walked up to Du Boer and asked about his injuries in a low voice.

"I'm fine." Duber stood up rather depressed and annoyed, and stuffed a pill into his mouth, looking at the blood on his chin and pale face, it was enough to understand how merciless the strong man was when he fell.

The middle-aged man in blue had comfort in his eyes, and said: "That person's name is Fang Qiyi, his strength is enough to change the heavens, and he acts very domineeringly, and he is a very difficult character to mess with." With your strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to snatch back the Dragon Ball. ”

"He's not easy to mess with, do you think Lao Tzu is easy to bully?" Du Boer got up hatefully, looked at Fang Qiyi's back who had already walked away, and gritted his teeth in anger.

The young man in blue sighed and said, "Feng Shui takes turns, there is still a chance, take care." ”

"Thank you." Duber replied casually without sincerity, then glanced around, quickly turned and walked around a corner, and disappeared.

Jiang Ling looked at the middle-aged man in blue and thought that this person seemed to want to make friends with Duboer, but seeing that Duboer had a bad temper and was vigilant, he gave up. And this middle-aged man may not be a good man, in his words just now, there was no intention of stimulating Duber to deal with Fang Qiyi. It seems that he wants Duber to continue to beat Fang Qiyi.

Fang Qiyi's strength has changed from heaven to earth, and he is undoubtedly the stronger player in this pearl winning competition, he snatched the dragon ball from Dubor without spending much effort at all, which is undoubtedly a threat to others.

Jiang Ling bit his lower lip and muttered, "It's really difficult." ”

In the multi-party game, no one can trust, and before arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, he can't relax for a moment. If you shoot late, you may be preempted by others, and if you shoot early, you may work hard to make a wedding dress for others. This game is really not easy to play.

"It would be nice if there was some hidden technique, or disguise technique, or something." Jiang Ling sighed, still lowered his body and withdrew from the roof.

"It's not easy to rob, so let's go around the City Lord's Mansion and see if we can meet the City Lord's personal guard, and inquire about the news of the Dragon Ball." Jiang Ling had just climbed onto the roof and saw a luxurious mansion standing out from a distance appear in the field of vision

It's a thousand meters to the southwest, and it looks like it's the city lord's mansion that appeared in the battlefield preview.

Jiang Ling wrapped his body with his mental power and restrained the qi in his body, but with his mental qi level, if he was a nian master in the middle of the heavenly change, he could see through it, but at least he could hide it from other masters of the spirit body profession.

Just as Jiang Ling was approaching the City Lord's Mansion, the others in the city were naturally not idle.

After Baimei Jian Song Yifan left the restaurant, he walked straight to the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and happened to see an old man leading a woman out of a room.

Song Yifan couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw the old man, and there was a little disgust in his eyes, pretending not to see the step and continue to walk forward.

The old man in the Dao robe, who was thin and had gray hair, giggled and said, "Isn't this the leader of the new generation of the East China Sea Fulong Sword Sect, the Baimei Sword Song Yifan?" Tsk, the pride of the heavens that makes the Fulong Sword Sect proud is madness, what do you say, I am also your elder, and you don't say hello. ”

Song Yifan didn't stop, he didn't look at him, and said indifferently: "I've seen Ding senior." ”

"Giggles." The old man didn't smile, shook his head and said: "Three years ago, your master criticized this pearl ceremony as nonsense, but I didn't expect you to come here today, why, you have a conflict with your master?" Or do you want to use your Baimei Sword to slaughter that foolish city lord? ”

Song Yifan's footsteps paused slightly, and he said in a cold tone: "The reason why the family teacher said that the pearl winning conference is a farce is because it will disturb the people, and secondly... Because the Lord of Ancheng did not refuse to come, he could run here to participate in any evil and crooked ways. ”

"You are so rude in this later life, I am the elder of Tanyue Pavilion, you dare to say that I am an evil sect?" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sinister gaze in the slit.

"I didn't say anything about you." Song Yifan sneered and walked away.

Tanyue Pavilion Elder Ding Haibin sneered and shook his head, then he turned his head to look at the woman beside him and asked, "Look at this handsome descendant, it's really sharp." ”

The woman beside him was delicate, fair-skinned and delicate, and she looked quite glamorous in a blue-green wide-sleeved left-hand waxy skirt. It's just that her eyes are a little blank, and she can hear the old man's words, she looks at the dashing and distant back, and a glimmer of brilliance flashes in her eyes.

Ding Haihai's eyes were cold, and he slapped the woman's ass fiercely, and scolded: "You little slut, you really dare to look at it." ”

The woman bowed her head, her face expressionless. She folded her hands in front of her waist, because the wide sleeves blocked her wrist with the chain.

Ding Haibo slapped him, and then said with a smile: "This Baimei Sword has a good talent, but it has only been a short time since he stepped out of the mountain gate, where do you know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, and this time you may have to die in this Bailuo City." You're still obediently looking forward to me winning the Dragon Ball, and you're going to have a good life. ”

The woman nodded flatly, without words.

Ding Haibo stretched out his hand and put it on the woman's buttocks, rubbed it gently, and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

The woman just pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Okay, let's go, let's just hang out first, let them toss first." Ding Haibo chuckled and said, "We still have big things to do." ”

In the west of the city, a player was looking for the Dragon Balls when he also met a strong man who happened to pass by.

The man was not tall, wearing a good quality armor and a long knife at his waist, and he looked at the player who had just found the Dragon Ball from a bird's nest and walked over with a chuckle.

The player turned to look at him.

He put his palm on the hilt of the knife, with a polite smile on his face, and said: "This brother, I am the son of the city lord of Xingkang City, and my brother serves as the left eunuch of the court lieutenant in Beijing..."

"What?" The player raised his eyebrows, ignoring his family background, and said ridiculously, "You're going to press me with this?" ”

"No, no, I mean, you can give me the Dragon Balls, and yours will be the reward. Whether you want officials, money, beauties or cheats, I can satisfy you. The official kid chuckled, "Make a friend." ”

The young player who stared at a messy head of hair and some black circles under his eyes just replied coldly: "Get out!" ”

The children of the official family who held their own identity were naturally annoyed, and the smile on his face was retracted, and he said coldly: "Which disciple are you, you are so arrogant, I persuade you with kind words, you dare to speak to me like this?" ”

"Are you going to say in the next sentence that even your father hasn't scolded you?" The player smiled indifferently and raised his hand very disdainfully: "Take a dragon ball and make friends with you, you are also worthy?" ”

Such arrogant words naturally made the official disciple angry, and his hand on the handle of the knife suddenly clenched, and said hatefully: "Okay, what a big boldness, I see if you have the life to get out of this white falling city." ”

"Again, give me... Get lost! ”

The player's previous sentence was still cold and calm, but the last word was suddenly as explosive as a volcanic eruption, and when he drank it, the strong wind suddenly rose, like a thunderbolt exploded, and a strong telekinesis rushed out.

The official family's eyes froze, and he drew his knife and slashed at the invisible telekinetic fluctuations, trying to dissolve it.

The next moment, the blade trembled, and the official disciple took three steps back, while the back was pale and his eyes were frightened.

The player just glanced at him coldly, with contempt and menace, before turning away.

The official disciple coughed lightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth, but he didn't have the courage to catch up.

The player turned a corner and didn't go far, then suddenly stopped, looked up at the courtyard wall, and on the wall sat a man in dark purple clothes with a very handsome face.

"I thought with your temper, you would kill him directly." The man at the head of the wall said casually, "Qin Cang, have you found a few dragon balls?" ”

"One." The player who used the West Sea Whale Roar skill was Qin Cang, his face was gloomy, but the pair of beast-like eyes looked at the man on the wall with a little jealousy, and said, "He doesn't have a dragon ball on him, why should I bother with that effort?" ”

The player on the wall chuckled and said, "It seems that you also know how difficult this game is, and you have become so careful." ”

"I'm not stupid." Qin Cang snorted coldly, and then asked, "Will you attack me for a dragon ball?" ”

"Don't worry, why don't you pick the hard bones to bite first." The player stood up at the top of the wall, holding a spear that appeared to be made of a single piece of metal, two meters long, and silvery-gray in color. He stood at the head of the wall, holding his spear, and said condescendingly: "Kick out the idlers first, and we won't be too late to fight." ”

"Hmph." Qin Cang was still cold, but he was also secretly relieved.

The spear-wielding man nodded, and then left in the opposite direction with Qin Cang.

"Park Jin-buk." Qin Cang grinded his teeth and muttered, "Seventh in the standings, is it amazing?" ”