"Hurry up, hurry up, the mad knife hero is said to have pulled up fifty warriors, claiming to overthrow the entire 100,000 novice village!"

"Who says it's not, you actually want to challenge the authority of the devil, go and see!"

"Hmph, you actually dare to challenge me Great Demon, I... I'm going to relive the truth and relive the scene where the demon god is one against a hundred! ”

In the 100,000th No. 100,000 Novice Village, many players excitedly ran towards the east gate of the village.

In front of the east gate of the village, a large number of people had gathered at this time.

The demon seems to have become the biggest star of the 100,000th Novice Village, everyone is discussing the demon's past achievements, and the female players are as excited as the star chaser.

In fact, with the continuous expansion of the game [Mandate of Heaven], it has become the second society of mankind, and the traffic far exceeds that of any new media and social software.

And the legendary ten supremes have become existences comparable to the emperor's superstars one by one.

However, some discordant voices came out.

"Hmph, this group of fools, in the past, the demon guy was able to defeat a hundred with one against a hundred, relying on the fact that everyone had no equipment on them, and he had an advantage in the level, maybe the innate attributes were also surprisingly high, but now most people have at least two or three tabula rasa suits in their hands, and the gap between players has been pulled very small."

"Do you still want to fight one against a hundred?"

Noyama Xiong's face was not very good-looking, and he snorted coldly, "Idiot talking about dreams!" ”

He was very unhappy in his heart, there were not many people in the 100,000th Novice Village who could be called masters, except for those people from the Baise Studio and the Crazy Knife Society, it was the four-person team of the Black Sky Demon and his own team, which could be said to be standing at the top of the pyramid.

What made him most excited at the beginning was that Lin Ru, the nationally famous first school flower of Mizuki, was actually in the same novice village as her, this kind of Chinese star attracted countless suitors, but except for the mad sword hero, no one could compare with him, a big master in the top 10,000 on the heavenly list.

However, the birth of that guy disrupted everyone's plans.

"I don't believe it, just that guy can duel with fifty well-armed players!" Noyama Xiong's teammate, a tough player named [Wild Mountain Eagle], gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Their Wild Mountain Squad can be considered semi-professional, but at the moment there is not even a single player who has successfully transferred through the Seal Dungeon.

In contrast, the nameless junior who was ridiculed by them that day has transformed into the first super player in the world to pass the top dungeon, a demon god hidden in the folk.

"Cut, it turned out to be those guys from Noyama Xiong, and it wasn't enough to be slapped in the face by the demon?"

"It's shameless."

A few players who claimed to be demon fans (fans of demons) whispered disdainfully.

However, the place is so big, and the people of Noyama can naturally hear it, and they all look ugly as if they have swallowed a green-headed fly.

"Shut up Lao Tzu!"

Noyama Yu roared, making everyone quiet, a sealing player, the deterrent power is still very great.

"I'll leave it here, if that guy can win today, I, Noyama Yu, would rather put my head on the ground and give him a night pot!"

His face was flushed.

"Haha, don't worry, brother, I promise that the guy who hides his head and tail will definitely put his head on the ground today and give you a night pot!" At this time, the Crazy Knife Hero appeared on the stage laughing and patted the shoulders of Noyama Yu.

Behind him, more than fifty players with various colors of light were majestic, and more than a dozen of them had reached the seal level.

People on both sides cherish each other, and they are all miserable babies.

"Brother, are you so confident?" Noyama was stunned.

"Of course!" The Blade Hero looked proud.

Noyama muttered, "Awesome... Knowing that others have just won the world's first pass, but you are still confident, is this the true meaning of the game..."

"What did you say, brother?" The mad knife hero didn't hear clearly, and asked rhetorically.

Noyama lost his mind, and after a while, a hotter light bloomed in front of him.

"Brother, good job, come on, I believe you will be able to kill that guy who hides his head and tail and doesn't dare to reveal his ID!"

He also patted the shoulder of the mad knife hero,

Seeing that the two of them were becoming more and more confident, as well as the hazy light of various equipment on the fifty people, the "magic fans" couldn't help frowning, and they showed a look of worry for a while.

After all, what Noyama said is not unreasonable, the gap between players today is far less than when they first opened the server with only a newbie outfit on their bodies!

Demon God, can he deal with this group of RMB players in front of him?

After another moment.

While everyone was anxious, a familiar figure carrying a strange weapon more than one person appeared in front of everyone.

Obviously, the demons don't use that particular means of hiding information today.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The eyes of the mad sword hero immediately burst into a scorching light, full of hatred.

Xi Mu ignored him, just casually glanced at the fifty well-equipped players behind him, and said with a smile: "Sent me money again?" ”

"You!"

The mad knife hero was full of anger, but he still sneered under pressure: "Now let you blow, I hope you don't kneel in front of me and beg me later." ”

"Without further ado, I don't have much time to spend with you."

A kind smile appeared on Xi Mu's face, but the onlookers couldn't help but shiver in unison.

This smile is all too familiar to anyone who pays attention to him - the smile of the devil.

Whenever he smiles, it seems... Someone is always going to be unlucky?

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

The mad knife hero stared at him and burst into a loud shout, "Brothers, give it to me!" ”

After speaking, he raised a long sword of refined iron agent, and fifty sophisticated high-end players behind him rushed towards Xi Mu at the same time, and the weapons were held high, and they all emitted yellow light.

"Damn, fifty bronze-level weapons, I'm blind!"

"It would be nice to give me one..."

Everyone was stunned and envious.

"Demon, I might as well tell you that my attack power has reached one hundred and twenty-four points, I don't know if you can catch my knife!"

The mad knife hero laughed, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and he bore the brunt of it.

He raised his silver long knife and rushed over with great force, and the fifty players behind him also moved when they heard the wind, and their momentum was terrifying, and they were as fierce as a pack of lions.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of tightness.

However.

"Come on."

Xi Mu's face was fearless, and the smile on his face slowly converged.

His heart moved, the immortal death in his hand disappeared, and he actually met it with his bare hands.

"What! Demons, does he want to face the attack of the mad sword hero with his bare hands? ”

"Crazy, right? Anyway, the weapon of the Crazy Sword Hero is also silver-level! ”

"Hehe, it's really a waste of fame, just a little fame floated up, do you really think no one can kill him?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was taken aback, and many "demon blacks" took the opportunity to be sarcastic, with disdain on their faces, and everyone was even more anxious when they heard the words.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

In an instant, Xi Mu and the Crazy Sword Hero at the forefront had already passed by.

“——342！”

"Weakness Attack!"

“Miss！”

Two numbers in a row burst out in the air, and the two figures were also staggered.

Before everyone could react, they saw that one of the figures had already kicked on tiptoe, jumped back, and a strange weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing down towards the other figure.

The figure was clearly out of reach.

“-784！”

"Fatal blow!"

In an instant, the white light shone, and a silver long knife fell to the ground with a clatter, leaving only the miserable cry of the mad knife hero.

"Click", Xi Mu slowly picked up the silver long knife, and looked at the fifty players who happened to rush in front of him, with excited battle intent in his eyes.

"Again... Again, it's a spike again? ”

Some black powder stared at him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, full of disbelief.

That's a sealed player covered in bronze + whiteboard outfit, and even holding a fine iron-level long knife, the difference in attributes... How can it be so big?!

The crowd was silent.

The look of anticipation that Noyama had just revealed came to an abrupt halt on his face and turned into stiffness.

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