Chapter 8: The Enlightenment of a Master

"Negative Swordsman ......"

Hearing the sound of surprise and suspicion at night, more than a dozen people next to him couldn't help but take a light breath.

Since the opening of the Great Fantasy, the entire earth, both men and women, young and old, have entered it, and according to the statistics of the Alliance, there are nearly 20 billion players in the entire Great Fantasy. And in the face of such a huge base, almost none of the masters who can stand out from the 20 billion players with their own abilities are simple. Bearing the name of a swordsman, he has been famous since the early days of the Great Fantasy, and the classic battle has made him a feared existence for countless players.

They never imagined that they would meet such a master here.

"It turned out to be a negative swordsman, I have admired the name for a long time, I have long heard of the name of the negative swordsman, and now I can see it!" He laughed at night, and immediately laughed after being startled.

"Landlord ......"

A thin man on the side of Ye Bu looked at Xiaoyao, and then at the negative swordsman who was standing calmly, and then whispered in his ear: "The person next to the negative swordsman is Xiaoyao!" It was he who killed several of our brothers in Wanjianglou. ”

The night does not return, and his brows are slightly furrowed.

He nodded slightly, then looked at the negative swordsman, and said with a smile: "If I had known that the negative swordsman was here, I would have come over a long time ago if I didn't return at night. ”

"No need."

Gu Lang's expression changed slightly, he took a deep look at Gu Lang, and said flatly: "Today, I have a good conversation with Brother Xiaoyao, so ......"

Brother?

Hearing this, the face of the night who did not return changed even more, and the original pleasing color was a little gloomy.

"I didn't expect this Xiaoyao to know this lonely wave!" Ye didn't return and cursed in his heart, and shaved the emaciated man next to him fiercely, his face was cloudy.

A few hours ago,.

Night does not return Originally, he was brushing the cultivation point in the Black Demon Abyss, but the brothers below Wanjianglou reported that a player named Xiaoyao killed several players in Wanjianglou. This was originally an ordinary thing, just find a few brothers to settle it. But he didn't expect that the news of the killing of those Wanjianglou disciples was spread by whom, resulting in the fact that the players in the entire Surabaya City now know about the killing of Wanjianglou disciples.

In such a situation, in the midst of the anger of the night, in order to care about the prestige of Wanjianglou, he could only immediately order to find out the player named Xiaoyao, and when he knew that he had entered Surabaya City and came to this restaurant, he immediately led more than a dozen brothers over to suppress the rumors that had risen.

But.

If you don't return at night, you can't count it, and the negative swordsman is also here!

Think.

Ye Bugui is extremely jealous of the negative swordsman, and he is not at all sure that he can defeat the negative swordsman who has long been famous in the entire martial city, with his strength, he may be able to dominate the side in Surabaya City, but if it is against the top ten negative swordsmen in Wucheng, the chance of winning is only afraid that it is not even one-tenth.

"Damn it!"

"How could the swordsman know Xiaoyao?!" If you don't return at night, it's hard to ride a tiger at this moment.

He couldn't care about who was stumbling behind his back, and if he didn't handle the current situation well, he was afraid that he would leave an extremely embarrassing impression in the eyes of many disciples of Wanjiang Tower.

This is not what he likes.

Xiaoyao stood to the side and didn't speak, he understood the current situation at the moment. The group of masters of Wanjianglou in front of him came to find him trouble, but because the lonely wave was here, many variables were added out of thin air! And the reason why the night does not return and others have not done it for a long time, there is only one reason, and that is to scruple about the lonely waves!

"Strength ......"

Xiaoyao's face was calm, but his heart was tumbling and boiling.

As Gu Lang said before, the Great Fantasy is a world where strength is supreme, in this world, without strength, it will only become a lower-level existence, if he can have the same deterrent power as the negative swordsman at this moment, how many Wanjianglou disciples still dare to come to his trouble? If you don't return at night, dare to bring someone here?

"Humph!"

"If it's okay, isn't the night building owner ...... first" Gu Lang snorted coldly.

This sound woke up the contemplative night.

He left a fine cold sweat on his forehead, and finally gritted his teeth fiercely, and forced a smile: "Then we won't disturb the gathering of the swordsman and his friends, let's leave first, and if there is a chance, we will pay a visit!" ”

"Let's go!"

Ye Bu Return's expression was extremely gloomy, and he shouted angrily at many Wanjianglou disciples, and directly led more than a dozen Wanjianglou disciples down the stairs, and disappeared after a while.

"It's a pity!"

"I didn't expect that this night would be so enduring!"

Hundreds of meters away from the restaurant, a white-robed man watched the night not return and led the Wanjianglou disciples away, and a look of pity suddenly appeared on his face, and then he put down the curtains that had been raised.

……

"Got it now, right?"

The negative swordsman chuckled, and left quickly with his right hand index finger outside the restaurant, his face was extremely gloomy and he did not return, and sneered: "This is the Great Fantasy, if you don't have strength, don't think about everything!" With the great overlord of Surabaya City who did not return that night, why did he not dare to make a move when he saw you, an enemy? ”

"I think you should understand the reason."

Gu Lang's expression was calm, as if the matter of the right talent was just a small thing as a sesame seed, and he didn't put the night and the others in his eyes at all: "I believe that you will have the same strength as me in the future, but the premise is that your mentality must be correct!" ”

"If you don't have the heart of a master, you are destined to be hopeless in the future."

Gu Lang raised the glass of wine on the table and drank it down, and finally took a deep look at the contemplative leisure, and with a flick of his fingers, two palm-sized bottles of medicine appeared on the wooden table, his body moved, turned into an afterimage, and once again appeared under the noisy restaurant, and disappeared in a few breaths.

"Waiting for the day you come to Wucheng!"

The sound of calm sounded in his ears, his expression changed, he reached out and held the two bottles of elixir, looking at the back that disappeared far away, a trace of firmness appeared in his eyes.

"Xiaoyao, have you been despised?"

"Where is the once mad demon free? Is it all kinds of reality that have smoothed out your sharpness? Xiaoyao muttered to himself, looked at the noisy street under the restaurant, and said in a shocking voice: "Then let them all open their eyes and see when the mad demon reappeared, since they can't escape their fate, then let the storm come more violently!" ”

The words fell.

He turned and walked away.

After walking out of the restaurant, Xiaoyao looked at everything in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he walked towards the central area of Surabaya City, and just a few steps between his steps, a cyan robe with various mysterious patterns emerged from him, and a faint light flashed from it.

First-order top-notch equipment, Green Fang!

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