The square was crowded, at least thousands of players came to watch, and more than a hundred members of the world, led by String Bean, surrounded Long Feixiang in the middle, not to beat him up, but to prevent him from running away.

Long Feixiang was dressed in white, his face was calm, and in his eyes, he regarded these more than 100 people as if they were nothing.

He had only one man, one sword, but he faced the whole world.

"I said, look at his equipment." Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did everyone's attention shift from the dragon's flying demeanor to checking the equipment.

Long Feixiang didn't turn off the setting of viewing equipment, and anyone could watch his equipment at will.

Golden light, purple gas, petrified ring, two-handed epic sword, sacred armor helmet, golden quality, warrior skill lv+2 necklace...... A superlative, this set of equipment is exactly what Long Aotian once wore.

When Long Aotian deleted the number in grief and anger, he mailed a piece of equipment to Long Feixiang, and this is also the reason why Long Feixiang would wear this equipment.

No wonder he dared to fight, it turned out to be like this...... Li Tian came unusually, he only glanced at Long Feixiang's equipment, and he understood why he dared to fight.

A piece of superb equipment, even if it is worn by a rookie with poor skills, he is qualified to challenge the master.

"Brother, go on, I don't think it will work."

As soon as he saw the equipment of the dragon's flight, he immediately shrank back.

He was very self-aware, weighed the gap between the two sides, and had no confidence in winning at all.

Li Tian parted the crowd and stood in front of Long Feixiang.

Long Feixiang glanced at Li Tian a few times, and said lightly: "You are Brother Tianlei?" ”

Although Li Tian and Long Feixiang knew each other, but now he wears a crown of lucky flowers to cover his true face, not to mention that he has also 'plastic surgery', and changed his appearance into the appearance of junior high school, unless he meets former classmates and friends, even if he takes off his helmet, few people can recognize him.

Of course, the mythical baby is an exception.

Li Tian nodded: "Don't die, let's start." ”

Long Feixiang snorted coldly, looked around the crowd, and shouted, "Where is the extraordinary? ”

It was unusual to look at it and couldn't dodge, but calmly, and walked into the arena with a staff in hand.

Long Feixiang pointed with his hand: "It's not you who I'm going to fight, it's not you, it's you, you guys go together!"

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar.

Long Feixiang's words shocked many players, it turned out that what he wanted was not heads-up, but one-on-two?

Yes, remember before, didn't he slaughter the three kings with his own strength?

Ruthless, absolutely ruthless!

The voices of admiration sounded all around, and Long Feixiang's performance won the applause of the whole house.

"He didn't show up just now, it turned out that he really disdained to fight with small characters, he was too domineering, too fan, seeing him, my brother had an urge to follow him."

"Absolutely ruthless, slaughtering three kings and destroying one emperor, such a record, except for Long Feixiang, no one can do it."

"Does the invincible faction still accept people?"

There was a lot of discussion and praise all around, and Long Feixiang listened to it in his ears, his eyebrows were slightly loose, his head was slightly raised, and his momentum was stronger.

Unusually: "Two to one, I'm afraid that others will say that victory is not martial, so let's come one-on-one." ”

Li Tian had the opposite opinion and pulled him a few steps forward: "Okay, just two against one, let's start." ”

"Hahahahaha......"

Long Feixiang laughed loudly, his face suddenly turned cold, Zheng, and he held the big sword in his hand.

His profession is the same as Long Aotian's warrior, but he is not a magic warrior, but a great sword warrior.

"If you are sent to death, then you are welcome, from now on, the invincible faction will wash the world in blood, you are just the beginning!"

Long Feixiang let out a loud shout, dragging the big sword and running towards Li Tian.

Li Tian was motionless, unusually nervous, his staff shook, and sparks began to erupt from the front end.

"Ouch!"

Thump!

Just as Long Feixiang was about to rush in front of Li Tian, his feet suddenly slipped, his body fell, and he fell to the ground.

The audience was in an uproar again, and no one expected such an unexpected situation.

"The day before yesterday morning I was doing running, and I broke my foot ......"

Long Feixiang covered his feet and neck, and inhaled cold air in pain.

"This ...... This ......"

"No, how can this be?"

"Long Feixiang, you switch to a semi-virtual state to fight!"

Someone shouted in concern.

There are two virtual states in the glorious war game, one is a complete simulation, and when you play in this way, you can enjoy the same experience as reality, and all kinds of things in reality can be reflected in the game, just like the last time Lin Jie was beaten in KTV, he logged into the game and was full of injuries.

The other is a semi-virtual state, which is specially developed for players with physical disabilities, and everything in reality will not be reflected, even if you lack arms and legs, you can still play like a normal person.

Compared to the perfect virtual state, the semi-virtual state is much worse in terms of senses, so many masters will not choose this virtual state, because it will affect their on-the-spot performance.

"The semi-virtual state is like a piece of wood, and even if the dragon flies with great ability, he is just a waste person if he uses the semi-virtual."

"With semi-virtual? Isn't this, I used it last time, and it turned out that I couldn't even walk steadily. ”

Before Long Feixiang could speak, someone around him refuted the player who had made him switch to a semi-virtual state.

Long Feixiang grinned, inhaled heavily, slammed his sword on the ground, struggled to get up from the ground, stood on one leg, and glared at Li Tian and unusual.

"That's a coincidence, isn't it?" Civilized people were extraordinary, and they couldn't help but burst into foul language.

At this time, Li Tian shouted very unkindly: "Hey, you can't fight yet." ”

"Brother Tianlei, why is this happening, everyone has broken their feet, how can they fight you?"

"That's it, if you want to take the wilt, you have to pick and choose, if you let Long Feixiang fight you now, even if you win, you will feel glorious?"

"There's something wrong with character."

"When you encounter such an opponent, you must pay attention when you walk at night, and be careful that he yin you."

Just one sentence, Li Tian became the target of everyone.

"What are you yelling at when your feet are broken? If you knew that you had broken your foot, why did you shout and provoke? "There are also players who say something different.

"That's right, I broke my foot yesterday, what are you yelling at today? And why did there be no warning before, but something happened at the beginning of the fight? ”

"You know the, if he hadn't accelerated just now, how could he have caused the injury?"

"I understand you, I just know that if he really broke his foot, before the injury healed, he would scream like this, so embarrassed, it would be very abnormal."

The party Long Feixiang sucked the air conditioner with his sword, and watched the lively players divide into two factions, and scolded ......, "Brother Xiang is still ......"

Li Tian shook his head, summoned the little black horse, and walked away.

What he said was heard unusually, and he looked at the lame dragon Feixiang suspiciously, and his heart was beating a drum: Could this grandson really be a mouth cannon?

"Brother Tianlei get back for me, my feet will be good soon, and you will be killed then!"

As soon as Li Tian left, Long Feixiang shouted again.

(To be continued)