If the battlefield where the players are fighting is gray, only one of the greatswords is silvery-white with a lightning, like the color of lightning.

The great sword slashed, slashed, and slashed vertically, and all that stood in its way was like a gentle straw of wheat, breaking effortlessly......

This great sword can cross a range of several meters every second; In less than half a minute, it can cross a range of tens of meters and advance twenty or thirty meters forward, like an efficient harvester, tireless.

It was really the color of lightning, with the speed of lightning, and with the irresistible power of a mortal like a lightning strike.

Invincible and unstoppable, kill all the figures who dare to stand under the sword, and slaughter all the figures who dare to shoot at the messenger of this great sword.

Because of desperation, the battlefield turned gray.

And when the big sword finally stopped, stuck vertically on the ground, the spectators withdrew from the gray world, and looked at the figure sitting down and resting next to the big sword with all the emotions and original sins that could appear in this world.

In these eyes, there is original sin: anger, jealousy, greed, slackness, arrogance, sadness.

Therefore, in the words of these spectators, there are anger, praise, favor, and disdain......

But all of this is not in the middle of the video frame, the young man sitting on the mountain of tired corpses, arching his left leg, holding his right arm, and losing his armor.

A thief appeared behind him and whispered to him about the battle situation everywhere, the thief's name was Thief Qianjun, and many players noticed this intelligence leader from diving for the first time.

"President, the results of the Eastern Front have been divided, we still have 3,000 people under control of the situation, and the Brotherhood Alliance on the Western Front has begun to retreat, and their President wants to bring a message to the President."

"What?" The murderous young man looked indifferent, or a little numb and silent, and asked indifferently.

The thief Qianjun said in a deep voice: "The great sword of the Great Sword Emperor has already been taught. ”

"Well, I heard you." Mu Qian nodded lightly and shook his head, "It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles and bones so much, and after level sixty-five, it's really not easy to kill." ”

Indeed, it is not as easy as when he first reached level 50, probably because the players' blood lines are much higher than at the beginning, and the abilities of sacrifice and water law are also much stronger than before.

The thief Qianjun whispered: "President, there must be a live broadcast." ”

"It's okay," Mu Qian stood up from the ground, just now it was indeed because of a fierce battle that he was a little comfortable, and he was going to have a drink when he sat down, but he found that he didn't have any alcohol on his body.

When he went to help Wanyue, his backpack was stuffed with all kinds of high-end potion scrolls, and he only brought a little wine, and he almost consumed it.

Xiao Linglong is not around in the mobile wine cellar, and it is not easy for him to ask his brothers in the club for wine.

In front of an unknown audience, you still have to pay attention to your personal image.

"President, your kill value," the thief shook his head with a smile, "and there is no one left, what should I do?" ”

"Naturally, I went to wash and kill," Mu Qian smiled, and casually took out the scroll back to the city in his backpack, "It's okay, I didn't let the Moonlight Holy Maiden fly down directly this time." ”

"If you know that the president is also here, it will be easy to use some blood killing orders."

"We and the Brothers are just conflicting interests, not grudges and enemies," Mu Qian's indifferent voice made everyone who heard it a little impressed, this seemed to be the strength of the Great Sword Emperor. He said: "Although we have a grudge against each other by dying blood now, if we don't fight to death in the future, we still don't need to use the blood killing order." ”

The thief army bowed his head and said, "I will tell them to the commander." In front of the live broadcast, he was very respectful, not only the kind of admiration of the young people in the peer club, but also the respect that highlights the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Mu Qian saw it in his eyes, and he also knew that this guy's intentions were good, because he didn't want to make himself, the Great Sword Emperor, look too casual.

He patted the shoulder of the thief and tore open the scroll in his hand, and white light appeared around him.

Suddenly, a gray shadow flashed behind Mu Qian, and it was the thief's strong concealment immediately after he appeared!

The other party should be trying to harass Mu Qian, if he can interrupt the Great Sword Emperor's return to the city, in front of so many live broadcast audiences, it will also be a move to become famous in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the thief army was once a teenager who was personally included in the diving elite when Mu Qian recruited people for the first time in diving.

The same strong concealment appeared, and the two daggers in the hands of the thief Qianjun and the figure of him were firmly behind Mu Qian.

Ping! Ping!

Mu Qian didn't even move, just stood there, and finally turned into a dazzling ball of blood light, straight into the sky.

In the light of the blood, the two gray shadows below overlapped and began to fight.

The perspective of the video followed Mu Qian, and after two seconds, the blood light disappeared like a gloomy cloud, and his gaze moved back to the ground again.

The thieves crouched on the ground, wiped the dagger from the weakened blood on the neck of the thief, who had turned into a dead corpse, and slowly got up and slowly entered a state of invisibility.

Leaving an unknown number of players, he began to ask who this thief was, and what was so special about him among the divers that he could be so trusted by the Great Sword Emperor.

The clouds stirred, this time there was really lightning chopping down, and in the area around Haoyue City, the rain fell from the sky, from the beginning of the dripping, to the heavy rain pouring half a minute later.

One by one, the members of the Brotherhood turned into white light and returned to the city to resurrect, and most of the players' corpses on the ground were divers who were running corpses.

Only the victor can run the corpse, and the dead can only return to the city.

And some members of the rank list who are relatively high on the list and have slightly higher guild positions are just waiting for the sacrifice map to be resurrected one by one.

The First World War came to an end.

After Mu Qian appeared on the stage, most of the eyes fell on him, making the other tragic battlefields become the foil of the Great Sword Emperor's personal show.

One person, a thousand people, three thousand elites who swept through the bloody battle, no one could stop the big sword.

One person, a regiment of 3,000 people, from the south side of the battlefield from west to east, directly cut the battle formation of the local guild of Haoyue City in half, completely encircling the opponent's superior forces, and no one could stop the big sword.

One person, five hundred horsemen, broke into the battlefield on the west side, killed two maps in a row, and no one could stop the big sword.

Or the player's previous impression of the Great Sword Emperor was only that big sword, but when he ran across the map, it was not weaker than the advance speed of ordinary knights, and the wolf head pattern blooming on his chest made him a little more wild in addition to being domineering.

A post appeared on the forum asking players to vote for whether the appearance of the Great Sword Emperor in China was a blessing or misfortune for players in China.

The number of views on the post quickly reached seven or eight figures, but only a few tens of thousands of votes were cast.

The mood of most players in China is like the clouds at the head of Haoyue City, complex and gloomy.

The news of Mu's move to the City of Sin spread, not only in China, but also on various servers.

Dive repelled the Brothers Coalition head-on, and although it was a factor of poor preparation on both sides of the first conflict, and diving was a remnant victory without much advantage, the guild rankings would definitely rise again.

What to do with a large group of red names?

Of course, it is to occupy the resources of Haoyue City, block the whole city, and start to form a third branch in the city, and defeat, disintegrate, and force the two local guilds away.

The president of the third branch was given to the hot-blooded bull demon king, which made the sausage who had always wanted to go out and mix up the mountain to be powerful.

However, Sausage also knows the severity, he is a member of the Discipline Committee of Diving, if this position is handed over to someone else, President Mu Qian will definitely not be so relieved as if it was handed over to him.

Many positions do not require outstanding and dazzling talents, but more need these 'mediocrities' that will not betray.

Before Mu Qian left, of course he wasn't just sitting and playing when he sat there, he was sending a message to Linglong.

Because during the live broadcast, the voice of the private chat may also be exposed, so he chose to use text, and the system can't directly let countless people spy on him and his sister saying something considerate, right?

'I'll go to the City of Sin to brush up on the red name, and you can organize a wave of leveling. ’

"Well, be careful, mask, someone must want to kill you and make a name for yourself with such fanfare." ’

'If you don't agree with each other, you will draw your sword and face each other, and I will use a big move in the past. ’

'Hee-hee, the mask is the best!' ’

Suddenly I feel a little chilled by this kind of compliment, what's the matter, let's have it after the fifth grade. ’

'Faint...... The mask is so strong, it won't work. ’

'Say it later. ’

That's it, if it is broadcast directly, how the Great Sword Emperor flirts with his sister will not be exposed!

It must not be broadcast, and if it is broadcast, Boss Mu will sue the game company for infringement.

……

"Got it done?" Linghuo asked in a low voice, his face was also a little ugly, and he kept calculating the data one by one.

Lingxi curled up in the corner of the couch, covered with a thin quilt, she had been doing this since the beginning, and she still felt a little cold.

"This is, the Great Sword Emperor of China, and it is also a great sword that we can use to borrow."

Linghuo raised his head and sighed, and kept muttering: "Directly killing more than a thousand, although it is a long-term battle, but the average number of killings per minute is more than thirty, basically anyone who touches him is killed in battle, and many are snatched by remote output." ”

"Causing occupying influence, comparable to the influence of two elite legions joining the battle formation, oh no, it should be three."

"Especially after entering the battle line of the Brothers' Alliance, it can even defeat those players who have already killed the red eye, and disintegrate the opponent's willpower head-on......"

"Alright, don't talk about it!" Lingxi suddenly smashed the pillow in his hand, "What's the use of saying this!" This man is not human at all! ”

"You are sick sister, men are human beings first, and then they have gender." Linghuo laughed, "Anla, Anla, let you see how strong he is, I don't want you to be really shrouded in his shadow." ”

Lingxi lowered his head a little: "It's already shrouded, I guess I won't fight with anyone anymore in the future, it's meaningless." ”

"You're not improving all the time."

"I'm not up to his level, and I'll never be a warrior to be taken seriously, or is it better for me to be a vase."

"It's good, too."

Linghuo smiled and sat there leisurely, his fingers tapping lightly on Shafang's cushion, as if planning a new round of strategy.

This guy simply treats the calculator as a joke.

The phone vibrates, and the spiritual fire is directly connected to the projection in the living room, which is a video invitation from a gentle-faced man.

The way is similar to the night chat that Boss Mu and Xiao Linglong will have every night, but the nature is definitely different.

"Oh? I always hear Brother Linghuo mention it, this is Miss Lingxi? Looks a little unhappy. ”

"It's okay, I was stimulated by the strength of the Great Sword Emperor, my sister is a guy who advocates force, and she is very different from us."

"I see, but I'm a little rude, next time I will make up for the greeting gift."

Lingxi sat up from the corner of the couch and headed towards the hallway of her bedroom, she had no interest in her brother's socializing.

People are divided into groups, and the people she wants to see are the kind of characters she doesn't like.

Cunning, insidious, and likes to play with others in applause, but there will be no blood and blood.

If the person in the picture is seen by others, they should be able to recognize his identity.

It was just on the scene some time ago, and he was jokingly called the most unlucky commander by the players, who dominated the two groups of 1560,000 elites of the Jinyu Business Alliance, and was buried by the snow mountain.

Jinyu Business Alliance, the second Jinyu envoy.