"Hahaha, you finally came out, making Lao Tzu wait so long!"

Following the laughter, Mu Yun turned around and looked coldly, only to see Lin Yang, who had been killed out of the copy by himself before, at this moment, he saw that there were no less than a dozen players with equipment light effects around the other party, and the level of these people was basically three or four levels higher than Mu Yun.

"Is that you?" Mu Yun said coldly.

"Not bad."

Lin Yang smiled coldly.

The corners of Mu Yun's mouth raised slightly, it seemed that the other party was here to retaliate, so he smiled lightly and said, "Do you have any advice?" ”

Lin Yang's face changed suddenly, and he sneered: "You kid asked knowingly, it seems that you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin." ”

The words of both sides immediately caused other players around the Yellow Turban Village.

Mu Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "I really haven't seen a coffin or something, why don't you build one for yourself first?" Let me see? ”

"Look for death!"

Lin Yangyin said angrily: "Give it to me, whoever wants to kill him, Lao Tzu will give him 100,000 cash." ”

100,000 cash?

At this moment, the other players who were watching had already gathered, and when they heard the other party's 100,000 bounty, they were obviously surprised, and they said in their hearts, which local tyrant is this?

"I'm afraid that kid will be killed and retired, right?" A player who watched the hilarious gloated to his companion.

"A dozen groups, I'm afraid that kid has no chance of winning."

"The odds? Don't be funny, with his equipment that has no light effect, and he is still level ten, there is no possibility of survival. ”

These people were talking about it with a good look.

When the dozen or so players brought by Lin Yang heard such a generous reward, they immediately locked on Mu Yun like a lamb, although they didn't know how the other party offended this rich man, but it would be a fool not to take the money.

Besides, the kid in front of him is only level 10, and the equipment is rubbish and has no light effect, so isn't it easy to kill him?

Of course, there are also people who understand in their hearts that the kid who summoned them is not low in level, and his equipment is not low, why would he be afraid of an opponent who is not as good as him? There's something unusual about it.

Sou!

As soon as Lin Yang's voice fell, a fourteenth-level Shu player who was greedy for money couldn't bear it, and immediately shot an arrow at Mu Yun.

“-56！”

And Mu Yun didn't dodge at all, and let the sharp arrows shoot on his body, only to see the pitiful damage floating out of his head.

"How is that possible?" The Shu player was stunned for a moment, and then looked incredulous.

You know, he is level fourteen, his attack power is also about three hundred, and his equipment is also a bronze armor gray level, why did he only hit such a low damage?

"Ding! When the player Muyun is attacked by the player, he can fight back legitimately without increasing the guilt value. ”

Hearing this, Mu Yun showed a faint smile.

Lin Yang also saw that he was tired, and he was shocked by the other party's defense, and shouted angrily at the moment: "Let's go together, I don't believe that he is immortal!" ”

100,000 kills one person, this is simply a pie in the sky, at the moment, more than a dozen players summoned by Lin Yang threw out their skills almost at the same time, and attacked towards Muyun, even Lin Yang also sacrificed his long sword, he naturally knew how powerful the other party was, if he was close, under the siege of so many people of his own, I am afraid that it would be difficult to protect himself at all.

"-34 points!"

"-78 points!"

"-102 points!"

"-114 points!"

Those long-range players attacked Mu Yun from a distance, and the melee players almost rushed to Mu Yun, and one skill after another fell on Mu Yun, but they couldn't break Mu Yun's defense at all, and at the same time, they also inexplicably suffered different degrees of shock damage.

Mu Yun, on the other hand, remained motionless, letting them attack, while his gaze swept over these people, silently reciting the number of people.

"Damn, why didn't he attack?"

"Damn, more than a dozen people beat him, how did he do so much damage?"

"Damn, why is this still a level 10 player?"

", ......"

The players watching the play walked the world one by one, watching the person get so hurt and the damage was so low, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that the other party hadn't dodged these attacks, what did he want to do?

Is it possible to stand there waiting to die?

"Sixteenth!"

"Seventeenth!"

"The eighteenth!"

Counting to eighteen, Mu Yun's gaze suddenly became extremely cold, and a chill appeared on his body for a while.

At this moment, his HP had been reduced from 5,600 to less than 4,000.

Scold!

In an instant, Mu Yun sacrificed the wolf king's tooth gun, and with a sweep of the spear, a heart-shattering 'wolf king's roar' instantly burst out from the tip of the gun, instantly stunned the five people, and then a pick-up attack, instantly killing a Wei player.

When the next rainstorm pear blossoms, dozens of deadly gun shadows shrouded the four people, the gun shadows did not disappear, and the five people were killed in an instant, and they directly turned into five white lights and resurrected back to the medical hall at the resurrection point not far from the Yellow Turban Village.

Spike!

Although it took about five seconds to kill five players, it was not a second kill at all, which was what Mu Yun thought in his heart.

But in the eyes of others, this is a spike!

Especially those players who were watching, for Mu Yun's sudden attack and killing five people in an instant, the entire Yellow Turban Village watched the show and suddenly exploded.

How high is this attack power?

It's still a spike?

And the other party is only a tenth-level Wei player?

The five of them instantly shocked the remaining thirteen players who were besieging Mu Yun, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Lin Yang once again appreciated the terrifying combat power of the other party.

But even so, he was not reconciled, and when he saw his people retreating, he couldn't help but roar: "Whoever kills this person, Lao Tzu will give him 300,000 cash!" ”

100,000 to 300,000?

Not to mention the people Lin Yang gathered, even the players who watched the battle were extremely excited, but thinking about the scene in front of them just now, they quickly dispelled this idea, obviously they didn't think they could kill that person.

There must be a brave man under serious injuries, and the remaining thirteen players glanced at each other, 300,000 is a lot of money for them, even if they share, they can get more than 10,000.

No matter how powerful the other party is, is it possible that he can even kill them in one go?

Thinking of this, the thirteen players, including Lin Yang, the leader, blessed the state again, and shot almost at the same time, more than a dozen people, each of them was fourteen or fifteen levels, and the damage of a skill of more than a dozen people was added together, I am afraid that there are not four thousand but also three thousand.

In their opinion, even if the opponent's attack is very high, his HP will not be very high, and the maximum HP at level 10 is only 1500, and the damage they add together is enough to make the opponent die twice.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is hopeless.

"Huang Longzong!"

Just as they were shooting together, Mu Yun gripped the spear again, and immediately the spear shot out like a dragon, and a touch of gold burst out from the tip of the spear, emitting a terrifying dragon roar.