For Wang Meng, there are not many people who are worthy of taking action by themselves.

But there are a few points, those who bully their brothers will be punished, and those who bully their own women will be punished.

And the group of players in front of them, for themselves, already belong to the ranks that must be killed, because they have killed so many of their brothers, it is unforgivable.

In Wang Meng's hand, the long sword was raised high, and the next moment, with a flip of his hand, a behemoth came out of the starlight array on the ground, "Roar." "The sound of the dragon's groan shook, and the spirit of the lava dragon beast king was full, and he stood between heaven and earth like this,

"This is...... Damn, this is a mount, is he a knight? "There are already people who know good things and recognize Wang Meng's lava dragon beast, and they immediately gasp,

Pure [***] silk was also startled when he first heard this knight, the knight profession has just entered level 30, and he can get a mount, and the bonus knight player with the surname of the mount is like having one more piece of good equipment, compared with other professions, the advantage suddenly becomes obvious,

It's just that due to the rarity of the mount itself, there are still very few knights with mounts, so if the person who comes is really a knight with a mount, this strength is indeed able to attract the eyes of pure [***] silk,

The weapon used by Wang Meng is a long sword, although the weapon of the knight's professional specialization is mainly a spear, but it does not mean that the long sword cannot be used, so the pure [***] silk will have this kind of doubt, but after thinking about it, the pure [***] silk dispelled his thoughts, cut, isn't he an NPC, and he stared at the three words NPC with a wind on his head,

Smiling proudly, Chun [***] silk mustered up his courage, waved his hand and said angrily to Wang Meng, who had already rushed over: "Grass, what are you so many people afraid of, give it to me, roll up and kill him, how much wind and waves can a mere NPC turn over." ”

The figures in front of them came together, densely packed with a large group of people, all fierce and vicious, as if they were sure, the corners of their mouths could be seen with a sneer, in their eyes, Wang Meng was already equivalent to a dead man, phew, even if the NPC was what, could it withstand the siege of these two hundred people,

But then, Wang Meng's attack completely shocked them,

The lava dragon beast rushed like a wild beast that had escaped, and smashed directly into the crowd, just before everyone could react, and hurriedly raised their respective weapons, Wang Meng had already waved his hand violently, only to see a milky white light coming from the sky, instantly devouring a level 32 warrior at the front,

The warrior snorted, staring at his chest in disbelief, his blood gradually disappearing,-

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Wang Meng's attack turned out to be a double attack, which can be regarded as the luck of this little warrior, as a level 32 master, he was directly killed by NPC Wang Meng.

"Smack." A golden long sword fell on the ground, Wang Meng didn't even look at it, and the equipment dropped by the level 32 player was not looked down on by himself, but instead controlled the mount and slammed it in the crowd.

Pure [***] Silk saw that Wang Meng killed one of his brothers, and he was still very shocked, thinking that he had encountered an NB roaring NPC, and it was better to run away, but the next moment Wang Meng actually stopped in the crowd, and immediately made Pure [***] Silk's impression of Wang Meng directly discounted, yes, I thought it was a powerful person, and it turned out to be a rookie, don't you know, no matter how strong the knight is, if he is besieged, he will only die,

Of course, it was not that Pure [***] Silk did not think that it might be Wang Meng's disdain for the attacks of himself and others, so he was so arrogant, but instead of Pure [***] Silk shook his head, this idea is really nonsense, how can there be such a powerful person who can ignore the two hundred elites he brought,

So Chun [***] smiled and said directly: "Brothers, the NPC is trapped by us, good opportunity, everyone rushes up, and one person attacks once, you can kill this shameful NPC." ”

"Yes, yes, [***] Brother Silk is right."

Under the encouragement of pure [***] silk, the surging crowd rushed out one by one, densely packed, and directly covered Wang Meng,

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, what Wang Meng wanted was this effect, there were too many players here, it was not Wang Meng's style to kill one by one, what he wanted was shock, what he wanted was to be able to hit this group of people hard, so Wang Meng thought about whether he could kill all the players in one breath now,

This idea sounds scary and crazy, but Wang Meng never doubts himself.

When the crowd was about to approach, and the faces of the people who gritted their teeth were about to get close to him, the next moment, Wang Meng jumped violently, jumping directly from the mount, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand flew in an instant, and the winds gathered rapidly, and countless lights had rolled up around the abyssal light sword, and the next moment, Wang Meng violently pushed the attack out,

"Stormy Wind."

The violent momentum of the wind dance was centered on Wang Meng, and it broke out from all directions, and beside Wang Meng, it was the crowd that had just pounced, and after this blow, Wang Meng automatically crossed his arms, but stopped,

For this group of players who are only level 30-34, their own move is enough for them to suffer.

"Boom." The red sword light reflected each other, and the screams became one, for the current Wang Menglai, these are no longer important,-

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Countless damage numbers are connected together, this group of players is really good-lustful, too much thinking about the tenderness that the boss pure [***] silk said, the wind flurry was originally only 30 yards of attack distance, and it was directly occupied by this group of people, Wang Meng didn't even use the position at all, and directly put a skill,

One by one, the players fell, leaving behind a scream,

The Wind Flurry skill galloped in place for nearly a minute before it began to fade out, and there was no longer a single player standing on the ground, Wang Meng only launched a group attack, killing more than two hundred players, which was really terrifying,

The ground is covered with equipment and potions, and of course, a gold coin from time to time shows that this group of players is still quite rich.

Lazily picking up the equipment on the ground, Wang Meng put these gold coins into the package first, and then the equipment above the gold utensils, and the rest of the things are not needed for the time being.

On the ground, the only remaining Gods Temple player pure [***] silk, with a dead gray face, Wang Meng is too strong, powerful beyond his imagination, just a blow, just a rush out, just a group attack, his remaining people and horses are all wiped out, is this still a person,

Pure [***] silk didn't know what to do, and even forgot to run away,

A small soldier suddenly popped up on the ground, seeing that Wang Meng was picking up the spoils, his eyes were round, and he ran away, he didn't dare to attack Wang Meng again, even if there was a tender place,

Chun [***] silk clenched his hands, secretly cheering for the little warrior in his heart, he had to come on, he couldn't be left alone, it would be a complete failure, even if he killed a large number of people from the overlord of Western Chu, but he also lost five hundred people, not to mention that he wanted to rise in the temple of gods, I am afraid that he would be implicated because of this matter,

The last straw of pure [***] silk was completely placed on the last little soldier with residual blood at this time, and even he wanted to pick up the little soldier and kiss it fiercely,

"Okay, out of the attack distance, even if this NPC is powerful, it will be useless." Pure [***] silk secretly said in my heart,

But at this moment, Wang Meng seemed to know, lazily raised his head, and the next moment, Wang Meng's left hand suddenly appeared a palm-sized dragon-shaped crossbow, as if it was born in his hand.

"Don't." Pure [***] silk suddenly felt that her heart was being pulled hard,

Wang Meng pulled the trigger, and a crossbow arrow burst out of the air.

I saw the crossbow arrows spinning rapidly in the air, and the friction with the air made a sharp stabbing sound.

"Poof." As if pierced by a small crossbow arrow, the last little warrior's body was weak and slowly fell down, Wang Meng wiped the poisonous dragon crossbow in his hand and withdrew the bow and crossbow.

"Nope." Chun [***] fell to his knees in despair, Wang Meng really shattered his last hope, this time, he no longer knew how to imagine why Wang Meng was able to use a bow and crossbow that only archers could use,

His so-of-the-art has vanished, and he will never come back.

After packing up the things he wanted, Wang Meng handed over the battlefield to the overlord of Western Chu, and he himself carried the abyss shell light sword, and the light on the long sword was full of light, for those who dared to touch his brother, Wang Meng would not let him go, even if he had nothing and no threat to himself,

Chun [***] glanced up at Wang Meng blankly, and gritted his teeth: "You, who are you, why do you want to help the overlord of Western Chu, don't you know what will happen if you offend the Temple of the Gods." ”

Although the last glimmer of hope has been shattered, he doesn't want to die, yes, then he can only rely on his own guild, yes, no matter who it is, he will never dare to touch the people of the temple of the gods,

Pure [***] Silk was even a little glad that she had made a wise decision to bring all her forces into the Temple of the Gods, so that she could go back alive and safe now.

But Wang Meng struck him again,

smiled indifferently: "What is the Temple of the Gods, I haven't heard of it, but if you want to ask me about my identity, I can tell you that my name is Wang Meng, and what you call Jin Ge is my power, if you dare to touch my brother, then from the beginning, you have been doomed." ”

"Boom." Pure [***] Si felt that her brain was slashed hard, it turned out to be the boss of Jin Ge, is she looking for death?

Looking at Wang Meng's long sword raised high, Chun [***] silk no longer had a trace of hope, and slowly closed his eyes,

But at this moment, suddenly a voice sounded lukewarmly: "Pure [***] silk, you won't be so weak, a player can't beat it, haha......"