Chapter 2: Brotherly Pride (1)

Finally saw the sky in front of the anthill, Murong Xiaotian was already sweaty and tired, and his stomach was hungry, but the beating heart was full of fighting spirit, and it only took a day and a half to rush to the anthill. At this moment, as long as the wind is fine, everything is worth it.

Murong Xiaotian stopped and rested for a while, he had to wait until the mana value rose to the full value, and the battle was even harder, and it wouldn't work without the use of Phantom Drift.

When the mana value returned to the full, Murong Xiaotian walked towards the anthill with a firm step, there could not be the slightest delay in time, and the counterattack would not stop the attack on the Best Pavilion, and there was danger at all times.

"Friend, please stay,"

When Murong Xiaotian walked to the door of the anthill, he was blocked by several players. There were hundreds of players gathered at the door.

"The people of our brother mercenary group are here to deal with something, if you want to go into the anthill, let's wait until today," a player who looked like a small boss said to Murong Xiaotian, his tone was very tough, and he didn't take Murong Xiaotian seriously at all.

"Friend, it's a few days to travel from Shenghua City to the anthill, and it's not easy to make a trip, so I just sealed the entrance to the cave, it doesn't seem to be very kind," Murong Xiaotian was unmoved, and looked at the other party calmly.

"How much is kindness worth?" The player looked at Murong Xiaotian mockingly: "These years are about strength, whoever has a hard fist is the boss." ”

"OK," Murong Xiaotian was not angry at all, but instead smiled, and stretched out a thumbs up to the player: "Friend, that's good, I hope you can drag it like this all the time today, then I really admire you." ”

The player was about to talk, and suddenly Murong Xiaotian stretched out his hand and slapped the other party in the face fiercely, with a crisp sound of 'snap', five blood-red finger prints appeared on the other party's face, and the person was also beaten by Murong Xiaotian and took a few steps back.

"Don't drag it in front of Lao Tzu, you have to talk about strength, Lao Tzu will teach you what strength is, hahaha," Murong Xiaotian slapped and flew out, the whole person did not make the slightest pause, and the phantom drifted out a series of phantoms, and a few flashes rushed into the anthill in an instant.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you," Murong Xiaotian's figure had already disappeared in front of him when the player was hysterical.

"Kill," Murong Xiaotian rushed into the anthill and shouted, coming up was a ground thorn of earth-based magic, and then, the second consecutive attack of the warrior, the iron grasp of the scattered soul, a series of skills flew when he saw someone, and the speed did not decrease at all, passing back and forth in the hall, there was no need to think about anything else, anyway, the enemy of the capital, just fight when he meets someone.

The players in the hall were not prepared at all, and they were suddenly beaten by Murong Xiaotian, and they were immediately confused.

"Good brother, I knew you were coming, haha," and with a series of laughter, the flowing rain and the plum blossoms of the wind bloomed in the hall, and the hall suddenly became even more chaotic.

Apparently, they heard the movement and rushed out.

"Take the medicine," Murong Xiaotian roared wildly, and the phantom drifted in front of Juefeng Piaoyi like a lightning flash, and threw a large pile of potions in front of the two of them.

When he went to do the Snow Condor mission, Murong Xiaotian brought a lot of medicine, but it didn't work, and his Chaos Ring contained medicine.

The moment Murong Xiaotian's eyes swept over his elegant cheeks, his heart trembled inexplicably. The look was strange and familiar at the same time.

"Let's go," Murong Xiaotian didn't think much about it, seeing that Juefeng and Piao Yi quickly picked up the medicine, and roared again, now it's all about speed, don't rush out of the other party's temporary chaos, and wait for the other party to react and then think about leaving.

"I'll open the way, Brother Tian, after you break off," Juefeng smiled brightly, with enough life potions, Juefeng was full of confidence.

"Kill, kill," Desperate wind, Murong Xiaotian shouted at the same time, igniting a strong killing intent.

A plum blossom spear of the wind conjured up a little cold star, like a broken bamboo, as fast as a meteor rushing towards the outside of the anthill, fluttering followed closely, from time to time ice blades, ice rain was thrown continuously, Murong Xiaotian followed behind Fluttery and even more impenetrable to the airtight, and the three of them rolled out of the anthill as fast as a snowball.

'Papapapa' burst into crisp applause.

"Amazing, a cow man is a cow man, so many people can't stop you, but what's the use, it's just that there are one more to send them to death," Ao Jian seemed to have already known that they would rush out, and was waiting for them outside, seeing Murong Xiaotian and them rushing out, he clapped his palms mockingly.

As soon as Murong Xiaotian and the three of them rushed out of the anthill, they were stunned for a moment, and in front of them were neatly surrounded by three rows of warriors, looking at the three of them with a tiger's eye, and behind the warriors, hundreds of mages were densely gathered there.

"Do you think you've won?" Murong Xiaotian looked at Ao Jian coldly.

"You think you're still gone?" Proud Sword sneered.

"Whether you can go away or not, hehe," Murong Xiaotian smiled gloomily: "Lao Tzu will make you a big turtle first," Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, and suddenly a poison technique smashed on Ao Jian's body.

Suddenly, Ao Jian's whole person turned green, and Murong Xiaotian and Juefeng daxiao were happy, and even Piao Yi pursed their lips and chuckled.

"Kill, kill them for me," Ao Jian couldn't hold his face and waved his hand angrily.

In an instant, the sky was full of stones, fireballs, ice blades, and all kinds of magic flew towards Murong Xiaotian and the above of them, and the warriors in front of them also pounced on them.

Murong Xiaotian and Juefeng still didn't change their faces, the two of them guarded Piao Yi tightly in the middle, all the skills that could be used were used, and the life potion was poured into the mouth like water, and Murong Xiaotian had to throw healing techniques at Juefeng from time to time, because the warrior's attacks were basically carried down by Juefeng who was at the forefront.

The situation is becoming less and less effective for Murong Xiaotian, the three of them are surrounded to death, and they are completely in a situation of being beaten, and there will always be a time when they will run out.

"Haha, one is the first person in the online game industry, and the other is the most famous cow in "Destiny", hang you, my proud sword can be famous all over the world," looking at Murong Xiaotian, they thought that they had become a crossbow with a strong bow, and the proud sword daxiao got up.