"A bunch of idiots, get out of here!"

Mo Wen's merciless and conceited words pierced the hustle and bustle of the scene like a cold dagger, and everyone was stunned, no one could have thought that in the face of the reproach of tens of thousands of people, someone did not bow his head to explain, but directly slapped back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a short silence, after a word, there was silence in the square, and no one spoke.

Then the next moment, the whole square was boiling.

"Bastard, you dare to talk like that, who do you think you are?!"

"You damn accomplice still dare to be so arrogant!"

"Boy, don't you know what politeness is?"

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I didn't think about how unreasonable my previous self was, nor did I think about what the result of my suspicion without any evidence would bring, all the players around Mo Wen looked offended, because there were many people, because they thought they had occupied the righteousness, they were extremely dissatisfied with Mo Wen's performance.

I saw a player impulsively grab Mo Wen's face and shout loudly: "Boy, don't think this is a safe zone, I can't do anything about you, believe it or not, I'll pull you out now-"

The voice stopped abruptly, and before the player's words were finished, a heavy punch hit him in the face, although it was a safe zone, and the attack would not bring any damage, but the powerful force of the fist still made his whole body fly out, and his face was also in sharp pain.

"Fight if you want, where is so much nonsense!"

Shaking his palm, Mo Wen glanced at the player who fell to the ground and hummed back and forth with disdain.

There was silence again, and then, like the line of fire that ignited a barrel of explosives, Mo Wen's actions completely angered everyone.

"- Beat him!"

I don't know who shouted first, and the players around Mo Wen glanced at each other, and then rushed forward like crazy.

Raise your fist high, with a venting frenzy on your face, no one thought at this moment that they would lose, ten thousand against one, in this game has just started, lack of level, equipment now, this is a must-win situation.

However, the next moment, Mo Wen's performance was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's faces, making their blood cold all at once, - punch after punch, as if a tiger had entered a flock, in the face of the attacking enemy, Mo Wen began to kill, with just a pair of fists, all the players who were close to him were sent flying.

The wind-like figure shuttled back and forth through the crowd, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

Extraordinary reflexes and extremely sensitive body skills allow Mo Wen to deal with everyone's attacks with ease, and the unimaginable heavy blows hit the most uncomfortable parts every time, so that these players who have adjusted the tactile system can't bear it, and they roll up covering their injuries.

SAO doesn't have such a fantasy thing as magic, what he has is only gorgeous sword skills, relying on physical output, so Mo Wen, who has a super sense of combat, is not at all comparable to these ordinary players who have no previous combat experience. Ten, twenty, thirty?????? In just the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred players fell into Mo Wen's hands, and the exaggerated combat power made everyone shiver, and they subconsciously stopped.

Before, they only dared to make a move by virtue of the momentary anger and the advantage of being outnumbered, but now in the face of Mo Wen, who is like a ghost, these players don't know what to do.

At this time, looking at the companions rolling all over the ground, I don't know how many people want to cry without tears, I knew that this great god was so powerful, and the ghost wanted to offend him! SAO is a game that wants human life, this kind of thick thigh doesn't want to hug it, but offends to death, it's just looking for death, okay? It's a pity that it's too late to understand this now, and those who shouldn't be offended have already been offended, and I'm afraid no one will have good fruit to eat in the future!

Hesitating and not daring to step forward, the player who besieged Mo Wen before had an ugly expression as if he was constipated.

Then they looked at each other, and several of the players with good IQs invariably drew their weapons.

"This guy is definitely cheating, he and Akihiko Aoba are definitely in the same group!"

"Kill him, he is the one who has caused us so badly!"

"Kill this guy, maybe we'll be able to get out!"

"Get him out of the safe zone before you do it!"

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Concerning their own lives, the dark side of people's hearts completely broke out at this moment, several powerful players took the lead, and thousands of nearby players rushed over Sisdy, if it was just to teach Mo Wen a lesson before, then now they are completely killing in their hearts.

Some people are really confused, thinking that Mo Wen is related to Kayaba Jinghiko, and wants to kill Mo Wen to vent their anger or save themselves, but more people know what is going on in their hearts, but they don't intend to admit their mistakes with the mentality of not blaming the public, but want to put the matter to a conclusion.

Thousands of weapons poured in from all directions, and the battle was like a hedgehog, even with Mo Wen's ability, he couldn't take all the attacks, and with a sword in one hand, he retreated one after another, and came to the edge of the square.

Because of the distance between the two sides and their own judgment, not all players can shoot at this moment, but there are at least a thousand people involved in the pursuit of Mo Wen, and they look at their companions one after another, and their hearts are extremely confident.

Mo Wen's move of retreating again and again made them temporarily forget the horror of the other party and devote themselves to the pursuit and killing activities.

At the edge of the square, outside the square, and beyond, players frantically chased Mo Wen, unaware that with the latter's footsteps, all of them were getting farther and farther away from the safe zone.

After silently observing the distance between the other party and the safe zone, Mo Wen, who had been retreating, suddenly stopped, sneered and clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Kill! Kill him! ”

Desperately shouting, the players who were chasing at the front were full of surprise when they saw this, and they almost couldn't wait to raise the long sword in their hands.

But the next moment, his gaze was dull, because unlike the previous continuous retreat, this time Mo Wen did not retreat but advanced, a sword light flashed, and the long sword in his hand penetrated the chest of the player in front of him.

No! No, it shouldn't be like this!

The player's excited expression completely stiffened on his face, replaced by a deep despair.

He grabbed Mo Wen's long sword, and muttered as if he wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, with a soft snap, the whole thing turned into a pile of fragments.

The scattered fragments with colorful colors are extremely beautiful, but every player who looks at this scene is a chill in their hearts.

Because they know - the player is dead!