"Forget it." Oneiroi shook his head, turned the dagger in the palm of his hand, put it into his sleeve, and pulled a sugar gourd from the stick, and ate it with relish.

"Which side is he?" The players of the Warriors were stunned, and one of them muttered to himself.

"It doesn't matter who he is, cut it down together, and all those who oppose our fighters will die!" One of the players screams to bypass the clouds and kill Oneiroi.

"JJ, you can't save you when you die." Yun Ting sighed, and slashed the green cylinder sword in his hand diagonally, slashing the player who intended to bypass him in half, the scene continued to be bloody and bloody, and the blood was filled, and the two corpses fell at his feet, but Yun Ting didn't even blink his eyes.

"Tingting, what are you afraid of, it's not too late for me to save you when you die." Oneiroi showed a smile and sat on the stall next to him, preparing to watch a good show, even the snack sugar gourd was ready.

The players and the group of people in the distance suddenly got goosebumps in this conversation, although the new century friends were legalized, but seeing two big men like this, no one could stand it, which strengthened the determination of the fighters to kill Yun Ting. Not only for the pride of their warriors, but also for their polluted eyes and hearts!

It's just that the truth is not like this, it's the players who are dirty, in fact, it is a pure friendship between Yunting and Oneiroi. Yun Ting's crotch was a little melancholy, and when he saw the eyes of the people around him, he knew that these people wanted to be crooked, not ordinary crooked, very crooked.

"Alas......" he sighed melancholy, his arm raised slightly, the Qingyu sword tilted, and the blade was slightly cold. A few bits of blood were scarlet and hot, rolling on the smooth body of the Qingyu Sword, sliding through a translucent arc, cooling in the air, and falling heavily.

"Smack." The sound was subtle, but it seemed to touch something.

"Go together, fight one, fight two, bow and arrow aim." The war maniac stood behind with a long sword, and he, who saw the situation most clearly, gave the most correct orders in time.

Zhan Yi Zhan II set up his bow and arrows, and stood in the distance aiming at Yun Ting, which was a threat to Yun Ting, making Yun Ting jealous, and they were ready to shoot Yun Ting with an arrow when he showed his flaws. Even if you can't shoot him with an arrow, you have to form a deterrent and let Yun Ting throw a mouse.

"Haha, Native Chicken Tile Dog!" As soon as Yun Ting's words fell, several swords came to him, but he was not afraid, the Qinggang sword slashed down directly, and in an instant, all the weapons were cut off by Qi Gen and turned into broken blades. Another horizontal shot, like playing baseball, slammed the blade of the sword into several people, and all of them flew upside down and landed in the distance.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, coughing up blood, wailing, and even a hole in a house, several players fainted directly, and the remaining ones who were still conscious could not live, they coughed up not only blood, but also fragments of internal organs. The scene was shocking, and people had to wonder if Yun Ting was a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and what kind of strength it took to beat people so far, not to mention that several people were shot away together.

The clouds open and close, there is no willingness to use skills at all, and the use of the Qingwan Giant Sword is to use a domineering and direct technique, this is the sword intent of the Qingwan Sword, one force will drop ten, one person kills the Quartet, in the face of absolute power, everything is paper-paste.

"Kill, kill him for me, that sword must be a good thing, you must take it!" The battle maniac hissed, and in his eyes, the sword was already destined to belong to him.

Seeing that Yun Ting's offensive was fierce and his playing style was furious, the rest of the fighters and players put away their contempt, and the momentum on the field froze for a while.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill! "The warrior players formed a line, approaching the clouds, the first column was all spears, the second, third, and fourth were all using long swords, each column was almost composed of five people, and the array was used to force the clouds to death.

"Whoa, whoa."

Two arrows shot towards the clouds, one aimed at the throat and the other at the heart of the clouds, and at this time, the queue also launched a charge, killing towards the clouds, and the timing was just right, making it difficult to resist.

Ignoring the arrows that were fired, Yun Ting stared closely at the spear that was approaching, because there was a Oneiroi machine behind him, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

"Ding, ding." The two throwing knives and two arrows collided together, and the tips of the arrows roared angrily, but the castration was blocked, and they could only fall to the ground weakly with the throwing knives. The two archers in the distance were stunned for a moment, and immediately turned their eyes to the Oneiroi machine, which was eating sugar gourds unconsciously and with dozens of flying knives beside it, which probably meant that as many arrows as you can shoot, I can shoot as many arrows as I can.

Fighting one battle and two don't believe in evil, one arrow after another shot out towards Yun Ting, but he was always shot down by a flying knife when he approached, and he couldn't get close to Yun Ting, let alone shoot him.

The Oneiroi machine ate the sugar gourd on the side, the movements on the mouth and hands were not slow, and the flying knife circled in the palm of the hand, bypassing the fingers, and shooting out again. He only cares about the two archers, and the rest, Oneiroi is ready to see Yun Ting solve it himself.

The five spears struck the Qingjar Sword in front of Yunting together, making a jingle sound that was crisper than the bell, only to see that the tip of the spear was obviously down, and the metal spear head was tilted and bent a few points, but the smooth sword body carved with blue lines did not leave even a white mark, and the judgment was made.

"Huh!" The five players let out a loud shout and worked together to force Yun Ting back many steps. The strength from the sword body made Yun Ting's arm sore, and although he had exhausted his strength to stop his body, he was still retreating.

Pieces of sword light appeared at this time, and those sword-wielding players rolled out of the gap in the first column, directly attacking the lower plate of the clouds, the third column flew to take the upper body of the clouds, and the fourth column was scattered around, just waiting for the clouds to be injured, they would bully themselves.

Obviously, this is a trap designed from the beginning, this trap has been designed a long time ago, no matter whether Yun Ting fights or flees, almost all his back roads are blocked, and one link after another, almost no way out, but this does not mean that he can't find it.

Before the attack was over, the five gun-wielding players retreated, threw their spears in unison, and fell towards the clouds, sealing all directions of escape, and at this time, those swordsmen were already close to the clouds!

At this time, the strategist player standing behind the battle maniac in the distance recited the spell, and he could already detect the abnormal movement in the heaven and earth, and bursts of light floated behind the strategist player, but he didn't know what kind of primary spell it was, which made it impossible to prevent.

Yun Ting was not surprised by the strength of the other party, if there was no such strength, the Zhan family would not be one of the eight masters of Huaguo, this was just a little bit of strength shown in the game, the young master of the Zhan family who entered the Three Kingdoms was not the only one war maniac, but this little bit of strength could already make ordinary players dumbfounded.

Yun Ting can run away, as long as he uses the human escape technique to escape, he can get out of this nirvana and reach the side of the battle madness, and then divide it into two sections with a light sword, and everything is over.

However, Yun Ting didn't want to do this, he wanted to leave a wonderful and amazing impression on the war maniac, give him an indelible memory, and defeat him ruthlessly again and again in the future, so that the self-confidence and pride in the heart of the war maniac were all shattered, leaving only the eternal nightmare left by Yun Ting.

Killing a person is not the ultimate goal, Yun Ting made a stupid mistake in his previous life, so since he met in this life, he must leave something, let all the enemies live well, and enjoy the pain and suffering in the process of living, until he destroys himself, this is called the high revenge realm!

"Kill and Destroy!" Yun Ting smiled coldly, the green cylinder sword flashed with blood-colored light, and a murderous aura that pierced the sky broke through the nine heavens, and everyone felt that their bodies were trembling involuntarily, and even the Dream God Machine no longer ate sugar gourds, and looked at Yun Ting curiously.

Four illusory swords appeared, rotating around the sword body of the Qingva Sword, floating and sinking, and finally merging into one, the Qingva Soul Sword was combined, the first sword of the Killing Dao!

The cyan sword was precipitated with blood red, full of murderous aura, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him, breathless, because the entire vision was full of demonic blood red.

"Kill!" Yun Ting's anger in his heart was stimulated by the green vat, and now there is only killing left in his heart, only killing.

With a slight sweep, the sword was revealed, and the cyan and red sword qi swept through everything, the original death was like a joke, it was broken in a moment, flesh and blood flew sideways, and all the warrior players who were close to the clouds were all cut in half, the upper body and the lower body were separated, and the blood was mixed, dyeing half of the long street. The stalls, the shops were affected, the buildings collapsed, the earth and rocks collapsed, everything became chaotic, and only the clouds stood quietly in the field.

"Huh." With another slash, the strategist who was still chanting the incantation was cut in half, a crack was split in the ground, and the players who watched the excitement in the distance, the aborigines were also affected, crying, scolding, wailing, sounding, blood, flesh, blood and desolation, but none of these could attract the attention of Yunting.

"Who is guilty of murder under my rule!" A general had just appeared with his soldiers before he shouted a word, and only a sword aura answered him.

One sword is overwhelming, two swords are overwhelming, and three swords are frequently annoying to the world, what he is talking about is Yunting, and the green cylinder sword in his hand, a sword in hand, the world has it!

"Get up, I know you're not dead." Yun Ting said, walking over to a corpse and stomping on the corpse's face.

"Ah......" The corpse screamed, and it turned out to be pretending to be dead!

Yun Ting's foot stepped on it again, and the corpse, no, was a war maniac who was pretending to be dead, covering his face and moaning in pain.

"You...... Who the hell is it? I won't let you go. The war maniac gritted his teeth and said that this insult would be the sum of the insults he had received in his life, and it would not be the last, and it would be a never-ending nightmare in the future.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you won't forget me, because I will make you remember." Yun Ting said very gently, his toes moved again, stepped on the throat of the war maniac, and crushed it heavily, pressing the throat, directly suffocating him to death.

The round eyes of the war maniac, and the terrible face were hideous and terrifying, especially the tongue that spit out, which added a bit of resentment.

After putting the Qingjar sword into the sheath, the anger in Yun Ting's heart subsided, and the first thing that came to mind at this time was to escape. Yes, Yun Ting ran away, regardless of the Oneiroi machine, several people escaped in a row.

"Gotta catch him!" The general's voice came from the smoke and dust, but it sounded a little embarrassed, it seemed that he had just been injured, but he was not dead, and it was estimated that he was not injured much, and none of the soldiers behind him were fine, this general blocked most of the sword qi, if Yun Ting stayed, he was afraid that he would be killed by that large group of soldiers.