The two looked condescendingly, on the banks of the moat inside and outside the city gate, on the streets, crowded and gathered next door.

The hundreds of elites of the Sword God blocked all the normal intersections on the city wall, otherwise at this time, those players from the next door would probably not be pointing below, but rushing up to make some physical contact with these two.

The managers above the middle level of the house next door were silent, and few even looked up to take a look at the bald boss of the sword god.

At 9:50 a.m., the North City Gate.

There was a riot under the city gate, and the players next door who gathered here were all asking why they didn't go to the north side to start a war with their respective leaders and managers.

"The Blood Society and the Sword God are almost asleep, should we move?"

"Manage! Manage! Isn't the group chat working? ”

"Do we have a great transfer technique for collective transfer? Shouldn't it...... It's time for us to go, or we won't be able to play! ”

The crowd was noisy, but the management of the house next door did not stand up to restrain it.

In the group chat channel of the house next door, Lao Li's hoarse and deep voice next door sounded, and many managers were silent, and they could only start the plan of the executive president.

Suddenly, among the thousands of elite players in the next door outside the city, one by one the players were excited, and all kinds of questions came and went.

"What!"

"How can this be!"

"We're next door! Head! That's diving! ”

A message, or order, that many players can't understand and accept, quickly goes viral among the players next door.

……

At 9:52, the leveling map northeast of Yangyue was about to be ravaged by war.

The two sides of the confrontation were separated by a hundred meters, and there was a slight commotion in the central position.

Because of the diving side, the figure with a big sword, a visor on his head, and a cloak walked out of the player.

Under the cloak, the armor that exuded the brilliance of the superior gold weapon took advantage of the man's small but majestic figure.

Sonor!

The big sword was stuck in the ground by him, and the hands wrapped in iron armor were on the hilt of the sword, and behind the face armor was not only the long flowing hair, but also the cold gaze.

Just one appearance made the morale of his players rise rapidly, especially those front-row melee battles behind him, and the excitement on his face could not be suppressed at all.

Because they are about to fight side by side with their own boss!

The boss chose this side, and for them, it was a real side by side!

They can help each other, help each other, get closer to each other, and support each other.

On the contrary, when they saw the figure of the opponent's battle formation coming out, the players in the corresponding area of the Sword God were really panicked.

"The Great Sword Emperor has appeared! What to do! ”

"One shield boss! Go shout a shield boss! ”

The crowd on the opposite side was moving back and to the side, trying to get as far away as possible from the man opposite.

An iron hand and a shield pushed aside the front row of the sword god who was a little panicked, and the tall and thin man with the shield stood at the forefront.

He didn't choose to show his helmet, carried a jug of wine, threw his head up, took a big puff, and smashed the jug directly to the ground.

His eyes were full of determination, his breathing was a little violent, and he grabbed the fingers of the hilt of the sword, and he used it with madness.

Sword God One Shield!

He pointed his sword forward with one hand, his mouth closed, but he let out a silent cry.

But beg for a fight!

……

At 9:56 a.m., on the walls of the North City Gate.

"Almost, let's get started."

There was a hidden excitement in the words of the sword god Simon.

At his feet, he was the opponent who was once able to match himself in Yangyue City, but now, he can no longer let him face each other.

Because they lost this qualification.

"Hmm." He nodded calmly in his natural nature, and as he had done two days ago, he began to give orders in the command channel.

"The third column of the Bloody Society stayed in place, and the second to fifth columns moved to my position in the screenshot of the group chat. The twelfth column of the Sword God remained in place, and the thirteenth to nineteenth columns, each mixed with the column of the Blood Society, followed the movement. ”

"Strategist!"

Before the hot-blooded young man could look at the screenshot, he shouted and asked, "What does mixed mean?" We need someone to oversee the Bloodshed? This is a distrust of us! ”

"Young brother, don't get me wrong."

Nature's thin and cool nature said indifferently, "The mixed establishment is just to maximize the combat effectiveness, and the net that is opened in this way is not easy to be broken through." Let's get moving, you're in charge of overseeing the whole army, we don't have a lot of time. ”

What does this phrase mean?

Net? Not easy to be breached?

The hot-blooded young man is full of doubts, their task today is no longer to go to the side to face the next door?

Glancing at the map in the group chat, looking at the five markers that appeared on it and the grouping of their respective columns, the hot-blooded young man, like most of the people in the management, was stunned.

Isn't that, isn't that the rear of the diving formation?

Thin and cool nature: "Let's attack head-on, today, just three minutes early." ”

He seems to be talking about a kind of trivial things that he usually does, such as eating and drinking.

But......

"Kill!" The long-awaited roarers of the battlefield let out an exhilarating killing cry.

The dive's command channel reacted quickly, and the wandering poet let out a slightly ferocious cry:

"Destroy the Sword God!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing, the third day shook the sky!

And when the attention of the divers was on the front, and there were more than ten seconds left before they were about to engage in the battlefield, they didn't notice that there was one person missing in the group chat.

In addition to Linglong, she is the administrator and creator of the group chat, and at this time she received a system message:

Bite! The old ginger next door quits the group chat you manage.

"Huh? How did he quit? Little Linglong blinked.

She just wanted to ask, but several arrows had already flown towards her in front of her, and with a wave of her hand, the ice wall rose to the ground, but the figure with the big sword had already rushed out at this time.

It's overwhelming!

Great Sword Emperor!

With him, what are you worried about?

Will he be defeated? The corners of Linglong's mouth showed a slight proud smile.

She doesn't like war, but she doesn't reject it, and if he needs to stain his robes with blood, she's willing to wash his blood and dust while he's resting.

"Second echelon, prepare! Keep up! ”

The wandering poet's voice brought her back to her senses from her reverie.

Linglong pursed her lips, followed the figures who began to run one by one, and looked at his back intently.

At the same time, in the Sword God group chat channel.

A manager asked weakly, "We're all going here, what about the house next door?" ”

"The house next door?" Sword God Ximen smiled, "From now on, there will be any next door house in Yangyue City." Here, in the future, it will be ours, just like Chasing Moon City. ”

There was silence in the group chat of the sword god, and the situation on the frontal battlefield was quickly fed back by the players to the natural light of the commanding whole.

It's just numbers.

"You, march at full speed," the voice of the natural thin voice was a little cold, "if you delay the fighter, I will make you regret it." ”

Sword God Ximen looked at the pale-faced man beside him with a little surprise, he had the impression that his military advisor, when did he have such murderous intent......

The two looked at each other, and their natural nature was thin and cold, nodding slightly, still with that harmless appearance.

The sword god Ximen raised his head and laughed, and the laughter seemed to be sarcastic, reaching the ears of the players next door who were slowly moving towards the city below.

The pain of a pinprick is like a pinprick on the eardrum.

……

Frontal battlefield.

When Mu Qian rushed forward, he found that he was locked by at least six shield fighters, who were fearless in their charge, bound to resist his momentum.

Jumping decisively, falling, and charging back back, acting as a sharp blade for diving, the earthy yellow light flashed, causing the Sword God players in the central area to fall into a little chaos.

The deterrent power of that big sword alone is enough to make many players' will to fight drop by twenty percent.

Fortunately, the sword god's shield also came to the top, locked on Mu Qian from a distance, knocked away the players of the sword god one by one, and rushed in front of Mu Qian.

"Great Sword Emperor! Your opponent is me! ”

Mu Qian didn't say anything, he didn't even look at this person, but instead stepped sideways and walked in a semicircle, easily bypassing the three players.

The holy light of the sacrifice and prayer came belatedly, and after the wandering poet contributed the skill that made Mu Qian invincible for a few seconds, he was immediately guarded by his own group of players, and he also began to focus on directing the entire battle.

The big sword was raised and fell, and a mage girl fell to the ground in response to the sword light, and the name on Mu Qian's head began to turn red!

Ignored?

Sword God Yidun was a little stunned, and he had thought about the battle with the Great Sword Emperor a lot, countless times.

But not once did he feel like he would be ignored.

Is it the other party, who feels that he is not qualified to fight against him at all?

The sense of anger quickly turned into combat power, but it couldn't make up for the fact that the shield battle was more cumbersome than the Great Sword Swordsman, and Mu Qian had the movement skills, he didn't have!

The two sides collided ferociously, like chariots, and after colliding, they began to erupt with their own fierce flames.

The water method and sacrifice that were responsible for Mu Qian's treatment were mixed in the crowd, and their eyes were firmly locked on the figure of the player who was rushing to kill in the crowd and had already destroyed many players, so as not to let his blood volume drop by 90%.

And Mu Qian, once again, made his sword blade bloody, becoming the source of fear!

"Stop him!"

The sword god roared angrily, roaring, and his hands kept pulling away from his own players who were standing densely in front of him, but he was always left behind by Mu Qian.

Not only him, but four or five shield battles with angry faces, the target was the Great Sword Emperor.

They shouted:

"Thieves!"

"Mage! The mage burns his blood! ”

"The human wall is stopped! Don't be afraid of death! Who can beat him if he is afraid of death! ”

As soon as the big sword comes out, who will compete?

The effect of Mu Qian's joining the battle today was immediately apparent at the beginning of the battle, and in the figures displayed on the live channel of the forum, the advantage of diving in the frontal battlefield was expanded to five hundred within a minute!

If this was yesterday, the day before yesterday, then the sword god wanted to win?

I don't think so.

Can be ...... today

The split-screen display of the live channel allows countless people to see the overall situation of the outbreak of war.

But today, players who regularly watch the live broadcast unexpectedly find that the battle situation seems to be less than yesterday.

Why do the sub-screens keep switching, and they are all frontal battles?

Most players were immersed in the heroic figure of the Great Sword Emperor wantonly rushing to kill on the main screen, suppressing the excitement in their hearts, and drowning out the light and shadow of the live broadcast with a barrage like the invincibility of the emperor.

But there are still a small number of people who are skeptical......

What about the other battlefield? Shouldn't it be frontal, flank, or rather, northeast and north?

Or the staff who manage the live broadcast of the forum are also questioning this, and a few split-screen pictures in the corner jumped, and a completely different picture appeared.

Yesterday, in the two jungles where 800 divers and 3,000 people were hard, the picture of a mighty march of more than 10,000 people was shocking.

This scene was quickly magnified on the main screen.

The audience, who just wanted to curse, realized the problem within a second.

This is like yesterday, the Sword God and the Bloody Society, after pacifying the house next door, supported the frontal battlefield.

But at this point in time, it is clear that the war has just started......

There is even half of the troops on the frontal battlefield that have not been invested and deployed, and the flank battlefield is over?

In the Hidden Blade Studio, several people stood in the office of the Great Demon King of Nono, looking at the picture on the big screen.

"These people? The flank battlefield is over, huh? ”

"That's not right!" Mu Zifeng immediately said, "This is an ambush!" These people didn't fight on the flanks! You have to get the person next door to follow you quickly! ”

"The ...... Next Door"

On the screen, the screen of the main screen of the live broadcast switched again, suddenly revealing the situation in the city......

With a bang, Hong Lingjin slammed his fists on the table, turned his head and rushed to the exit of the office.

"Next door!"

Mu Zifeng's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily:

"These perfidious bastards! The boss is in trouble! All go back online! Wang Xiansheng, show me Xiaohong! ”