Chapter 153: The Mighty Wave is on the verge of breaking out
Day 2
When Su Hao returned to the game, he saw Zhang Zi'an Zheng and the Great Sage of Riding the Sky, and what was still being discussed in the dream.
Sensing that Su Hao was online, Zhang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "You actually appeared on time today, and your procrastination didn't attack today?" ”
Su Hao yawned, walked to the stone table and asked, "What are you going to do today?" Straight flat push? ”
Zhang Zi'an shook his head and said: "How can it be so simple, the temple we want to attack is brushed out by the system, and there is no relevant information at present, we need to collect it." ”
Then he said, "Later, we will first clean up the spirits on the mountain, and at the same time test the strength of this temple." ”
Su Hao's expression was sad, he kept covering his mouth with his hands and yawning, and pulled his head on the stone table, taking advantage of the coolness coming from the stone table to make himself sober.
Then he asked, "When are we going to start?" ”
Zhang Zi'an swept over Su Hao's face and teased: "Can you walk now?" ”
Su Hao was still lying on the stone table, raised his hand and made a gesture that was no problem.
After Zhang Zi'an sent out a few flying sword passes, he said to the three of them: "Since that's the case, then let's go!" ”
Su Hao followed behind the three of them, and was about to staggering out, but was still pulled by the dream.
So, Su Hao asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Menghui also pointed at Su Hao and said, "Change into a uniform uniform." ”
When Su Hao heard this, he fumbled in the Qiankun bag, took out the uniform, and then put it on.
Only then did the dream return and let Su Hao continue to walk out.
Out of the door of the cave, Su Hao looked forward with his worried eyes, stunned for a moment, and then his eyes slowly widened, and his sleepiness disappeared.
In front of Su Hao's eyes was a huge river of sword light, connecting from Emei to the sky, and hundreds of sword lights were constantly flying over his top.
Su Hao smacked his lips and asked after a while, "How many people are dispatched here?" ”
Zhang Zi'an also looked up at this time, and said in a faint voice: "The entire Emei Sword Pavilion has a total of nearly 20,000 people, all of whom are elites. ”
This mountain attack task is not easy, and it is useless for ordinary players to go, they can only be used as cannon fodder, and it is better to only bring elites.
"The whole?"
Su Hao singled out the key points in Zhang Zi'an's words.
Zhang Zian nodded and said, "Yes, the whole!" Six people work together on a mountain attack mission. ”
After the previous stimulation, Su Hao's head was no longer chaotic, and after a little thought, he understood the plan of Emei Sword Pavilion.
Since you plan to put on a show and show your muscles, you can simply start from the beginning to the end, and such a large number of players will definitely attract huge attention.
Moreover, the number of people dispatched is large, and it is safer, and those who have the intention to make trouble, when they see this situation, they also need to re-weigh whether they can get out of the way.
Kill two birds with one stone!
"Alright, let's go too."
When Su Hao heard Zhang Zi'an's words, he looked up and saw a team of about 3,000 people stopping in the air in front of him.
There were three people at the front of the line, two men and one woman, Su Hao only knew Luo Qinghan, and the other two were meeting for the first time.
Zhang Zi'an took the sword into the air first, landed at the front of the team, facing the three thousand people, and after taking a deep breath, he shouted: "Everyone! Let's go! ”
"Yes!"
The voice of 3,000 people answering at the same time resounded throughout Mount Emei.
Although it is not neat, the momentum of the condensation is not bad at all. At that moment, Su Hao felt that goosebumps had crawled all over his body, and the palms of his two hands were slightly cold.
But the pleasure could not be eliminated from his head, and his cheeks were red with excitement.
Su Hao took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Zi'an sideways, and thought: This is Zi'an's pursuit.
This kind of feeling of a thousand responses, Su Hao, as a bystander, can feel a strong stimulation, and a sense of pride swells up from the bottom of his heart.
However, Su Hao is not envious, as a lazy person, he can't be like Zhang Zi'an, sitting in one place all day long to deal with various affairs.
Then he suddenly thought that he should be able to do it as a flag bearer.
At this time, Zhang Zi'an turned his sword light and flew in the direction of Liugong Mountain, followed by Su Hao and the others, followed by Luo Qinghan and the elite members.
Liugong Mountain
The long river of sword light has been mighty all the way, and I don't know how much attention it has attracted.
Before arriving at Liugong Mountain, there were already quite a few Emei Sword Pavilions patrolling the air with flying swords, most of them in teams of three.
A male sword bearer in the back automatically took about a thousand players to break away from the large team and stay in place.
Su Hao estimated that they should also be assigned to patrol.
Although this time, the Emei Sword Pavilion has deterred many people from making trouble by showing its strength, but there will always be some people with iron heads, tendons, plus the Demon Sect, there are definitely a lot of people who come to make trouble, and it is still necessary to take precautions.
Zhang Zi'an took the remaining more than 2,000 people to the temple.
With such a large battle formation in Emei Sword Pavilion, the monks in the temple had already noticed it, and they waited until these two thousand people arrived in front of the mountain.
The temple flashed with the light of the Buddha, mixed with yellow clouds rising from the temple and stopping in front.
A middle-aged monk flew out of the Buddha's light and shouted towards the Emei Sword Pavilion: "The pure place of Buddhism, please retreat quickly." Otherwise, don't say we're unpredictable. ”
Su Hao looked at the middle-aged monk, his appearance was very ordinary, and the whole person had no characteristics. If it weren't for the bald head, he wouldn't be able to find it in the crowd, and his clothes would be no different from ordinary monks, wearing robes and monk's robes.
The difference was that he had a black forehead tied around his forehead, and in the center was this narrow purple gem, and the ghostly light kept flashing on the gem.
At first glance, Su Hao thought that this monk had an extra eye on his forehead.
When the middle-aged monk spoke, his eyes kept staring at Zhang Zi'an, and the call was obviously for Zhang Zi'an.
Zhang Zi'an also stepped forward and said to the monk: "Dare to ask the master's number? ”
The middle-aged monk raised his palm and said, "The poor monk is round." ”
Zhang Zi'an took out the order to attack the mountain and said to the monk Fayuan: "Not long ago, Emei received a report that you harbored demons in the temple, and now I am here to investigate thoroughly by the order of Emei's master. ”
After speaking, he threw the mountain attack order to Monk Fayuan, and continued: "I hope that your temple will cooperate, don't make it difficult for me to wait." ”
Su Hao listened to it in the back, and couldn't help blurting out: "This is very Emei." ”
Hearing Zhang Zi'an's words, a sturdy monk separated from the Buddha's light, came to the side of the monk Fayuan, and scolded: "What nonsense are you Taoist priests talking about, it's clear that you're here to find trouble, Buddha ......."
Before the strong monk finished speaking, he was stopped by Fa Yuan, closed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "If you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse." ”
Then, his eyes opened suddenly, and two yellow flames of light came out of his eyes, and he continued: "If there is any means, the poor monk will follow." ”