readx; Although Wang Meng said that he was called an NPC, he was a player in his bones, and the current situation was that a guild that he had finally established had brought in n players, and finally had brothers, but it was destroyed by the people from the pure [***] ribbon, and the pure [***] silk even shamelessly wanted to attack Wang Meng and others. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this way, if Wang Meng doesn't teach this group of people a hard lesson, he will be stupid.

So there was almost no chance, as soon as Wang Meng came, the target was directed at the other party, and what he had to do was naturally to kill the opponent.

The threat of pure [***] silk seemed very ridiculous in Wang Meng's eyes.

That's why Wang Meng said that this time, he would completely kill the other party.

As soon as he said that, he was suddenly arrogant, and no one would doubt Wang Meng's ability.

And in such words, I saw Wang Meng grab the ice and snow long sword, and suddenly the air was filled with a cold air of ice and snow, and at the same time, Wang Meng's figure had already jumped out.

Pure [***] silk naturally would not let Wang Meng's arrogance go, and reached out to fill a blood bottle, but the recovery of qi and blood was obviously limited.

"Replenish your qi and blood, and face the battle." Pure [***] silk gritted his teeth, there is no need to say anything in this situation, there is naturally no problem with what his group of people are training together, and Wang Meng is opponent This is also something that cannot be changed, so this time, there is only a battle.

Wang Meng rushed straight to the pure [***] silk, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, it was a skill to ascend to the dragon explosion.

The whistling dragon-shaped light drilled out directly from the ground, and at the same time, under Wang Meng's control, the dragon-shaped hovered, roaring again and again, and then as if he had identified a direction, he rushed violently, and under the pull of the skill brilliance, a golden light was generated that was two or three zhang long.

Maybe for the current Wang Meng, all he can do is just a little, to be able to face the opponent and kill the opponent in the next opportunity, this is what he hopes to do.

Wang Meng's attack was exerted to the extreme in the face of his opponent.

Pure [***] silk was startled, and his feet slidied, but at this time, he launched the s footwork, and Xuan Zhi avoided this blow, Rao was so, and the light suddenly hit a warrior who was replenishing blood in the rear.

This warrior was also unlucky, as soon as the blood vial entered his mouth, he was hit by this blow, and suddenly his throat was sweet, and blood spurted out-

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This warrior was ravaged by two rounds of group attacks, and there were only more than 30,000 qi and blood left, and this blow completely emptied all the warrior's qi and blood.

The little warrior's eyes widened and he collapsed weakly.

To his death, the little warrior didn't understand how he hung up.

And immediately after, Wang Meng smashed into the crowd like a swimming dragon, and there were only dozens of players left, how could they resist Wang Meng.

Wang Meng opened and closed widely, the long sword in his hand flew over, and under the immortal-level long sword, the casualties were immediately followed one by one.

When he finally stopped, even Wang Meng himself was a little embarrassed, well, it seems that he killed too quickly, and forgot to let this group of people leave some last words or something, as an NPC, Wang Meng has always believed in one point, it must be humane, even if it is a killing, it must give people a chance to leave a last word.

So Wang Meng's eyes fell on the last remaining pure [***] silk, and he was the only one, so he let people say something, so Wang Meng was there, and he was not in a hurry to attack.

The person who came from the pure [***] ribbon, one took a picture, and in less than five minutes, more than 100 players hung up, and the pure [***] silk was understood, Wang Meng's strength improved again, and between himself and him, it was completely disproportionate, that is to say, only Wang Meng was willing, and he could kill himself casually.

Pure [***] silk also thinks so, after all, seeing that Wang Meng's movements just now are flowing like nothing, he is obviously planning to kill all his own group of people, but why did he stop his actions when he came here.

Could it be that Wang Meng thinks that he is not worthy of dying at his hands?

For the master, even if he can't beat it, being able to let the opponent die in his own hands is also a kind of glory, the glory exclusive to the master, at least thinking that he is sure to die in the hands of the other party.

But now, Wang Meng doesn't even give himself this opportunity to be recognized.

This made Chun [***] Si furious, and the expression on his face was completely dark: "Wang Meng, what do you mean by this, am I not qualified to be your opponent." ”

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, he was stunned by these words, originally with his own strength, it was no problem to cut the other party, but now he kindly asked him to say his last words, but he came up with such a sentence for no reason.

With Wang Meng's ability to do this, his mood was suddenly not very happy, and at this time, the pure [***] Siba slipped and said: "Wang Meng, don't you dare, don't you dare to kill me, if you are a man, go up, kill me......"

Wang Meng was really depressed, after living for so many years and playing so many games, it was the first time someone asked him to kill him, so he shook his head helplessly, so he could only pick up the ice and snow sword and rush out.

Three minutes later, the world was in harmony, because the pure [***] silk who asked to kill him was already lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

Taking a deep breath, he temporarily withdrew the ice and snow sword in his hand, Wang Meng's eyes were full of sneers, if there were some things that he had to do this time, then now, when he killed the opponent, Wang Meng's heart was happy.

From beginning to end, about why Chun [***] silk led people to besiege Wangwang Xianbei and others, Wang Meng didn't ask a word, this group of people dared to challenge their brothers and others, it was tantamount to looking for death, and for those who were looking for death, he didn't need to ask the reason.

Want Want Xianbei has already brought people out, and after saying hello to Wang Meng, he continued to kill the boss, just now, the boss's qi and blood recovered a lot, and I don't know if the remaining few people can be killed, but Wang Meng didn't plan to help, it's a good thing to have such a good surname competition in the guild, if you interfere yourself, it will ruin the balance a little.

Moreover, Wang Meng has another thing to do, a big thing.

In order to deal with the reinforcements that he is very likely to come, Pure [***] Silk has planted 8,000 brothers in the dense forest, and now that Pure [***] Silk has been killed by himself, it is reasonable to arrange these 8,000 people to cover up and kill them, so his next opponent is these 8,000 Temple players.

Thinking of this, I don't know why, Wang Meng suddenly felt a burst of excitement.

One against eight thousand, it's not that I haven't done it, at least, when I fought with Zeus City, I already had such a brilliant record, but this time it was a little different, because I was facing an opponent who belonged to the same main city.

Eight thousand people, after killing yourself, will your name become red and glamorous?