Emei!

The terrain is steep and the scenery is beautiful,

The clouds are condensed and green, and the makeup is far away, really like the head of the mantis moth eyebrows, thin and long, beautiful and glamorous, so it is called Emei Mountain!

The world's great faction, the pillar of the righteous path, the Emei faction is here!

As a righteous faction, but most of them are women, which is quite famous among players, and it can be said that it has attracted a large number of players to entrench in Emei.

Knock knock knock!!!!!!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and thirty-seven horsemen galloped in the distance, they were dressed in armor, wrapping their whole bodies, and they were all heavy armor, especially the first one, wearing blood-red armor, bright as blood!

"Emei heavy ground, come and stop!" The Emei disciple who stood with a sword intercepted in front of everyone, her tone was long, constantly echoing in the mountains and forests, showing an extremely excellent internal strength.

"Go and tell the head of Emei, the scenery here is beautiful, I will set up a branch altar here, give you three quarters of an hour, and get out of Emei obediently, otherwise there will be no tiles left!"

A knight is flying and domineering, there is no sincerity in his words, what is enough time for three quarters of an hour, that is, just enough to report to the head of Emei.

"Presumptuous!" The Emei disciple was furious, her beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, and when she screamed, the long sword in her hand was unsheathed, and it swung straight out, shining with silver light, and the sword qi was horizontal.

It is worthy of being a righteous sect, and even the disciples of Shoushan have a second-rate level in the rivers and lakes.

Several Emei disciples drew their swords one after another, and they rushed forward with their swords.

"Dirt and tile dog," Pan Feng shouted, his voice was loud, shaking the mountains and fields, and the surrounding trees kept shaking,

The sound was like a bell, deafening, the Emei disciple who took the lead in the action bore the brunt, and the action couldn't help but be stunned, and then a surging force swept by, and all flew upside down.

Heavy decline fell to the ground, pale cyan dresses, stained with soil, lying on the ground one by one and spitting blood.

"Who offended me Emei?" The cold voice sounded slowly, the voice was from far to near, a breathing time, a slender figure, a green skirt swaying to the ground, beautiful and vulgar, out of the dust like a fairy beauty shadow came to the mountain gate.

"The world will be, Xiongba!" Pan Feng gently patted the red rabbit horse, he turned over and dismounted, standing in front of Zhou Zhiruo, his eyes were aggressive, and his eyes were full of oppression.

"The world will be, among the good and evil in the world, there is no such sect," Zhou Zhiruo shook her head lightly, her tone was light.

"Head, you haven't been walking in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I don't know how prestigious the world will be, the male gang leader Wen Taowu is strategic, the crown of the rivers and lakes, there are three uniques in life, namely fists, palms, and legs,"

The words of compliment came from the side, among the Emei disciples who guarded the mountain gate, most of them have always been player-oriented, and the players who have just worshiped Emei can have high treatment.

This guarding the mountain gate is a good thing, and there are countless other miscellaneous things, and only a small number of people have ascended to the sky in one step to get preferential treatment.

"No matter where the world comes from, if you dare to offend my Emei, you will be killed!" Zhou Zhiruo was extremely cold, and her tone revealed murderous intent.

"The head can't do it, the male gang leader Wen Cheng is martial arts, unparalleled in the world, why not raise a faction and surrender, this will not lose the position of a helmsman, and it can also avoid conflict and bloodshed, isn't it beautiful!"

Defected, he directly gave up the identity of the disciple of the Emei faction, the matter of the expansion film, the forum was very hot, I thought it was the next expansion film, but look at this male tyrant with a bloody Emei appearance.

This is where the next expansion is, and that's obviously what this one expansion is about.

Originally, he had the heart to take refuge in the Tianxia Society, compared with the merit value of the Tianxia Society, guarding the mountain gate in this Emei Mountain, I don't know when he will be able to learn C-level or above martial arts, where the benefits are great, he can tell at a glance,

In fact, the biggest reason is that this hegemon's force value, it is not easy to destroy an Emei.

"Rebellion, it should be killed!" The sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand didn't know when it was unsheathed, and the sword was like a shock, but it didn't fall on this player, but was blocked.

A long sword is stuck in the ground, and it is the sudden arrival of the sword that saves the player's life.

Such a player who knows the current affairs, but now Yang Qifeng is the object he likes to see the most, this is a typical opportunity, he needs a large number of players, not 10,000, but millions of cultivators of the Son of Heaven Dragon Fist, so that he can gather the power to influence the world.

"I will open the mountain gate in the world, gather people with lofty ideals in the world, everyone can join the meeting, and obtain martial arts cheats, magic blades, and immortal elixirs by virtue of meritorious deeds,"

"Ask again, is Master Zhou willing to surrender?"

"Why waste words with such a stupid person, just kill it," a deep voice sounded, and a middle-aged man with a sword on his back walked out, his eyes blazing and his eyes extremely focused.

"Be careful, this is the Emei faction master Dugu Yihe, formerly known as Ping Duhe, self-created sword double kill, 7749 style!"

"Wait for you for a long time, and such a waste has come," Pan Feng sighed, he stepped forward, the qi and blood on his body began to condense, and the armor was bright red, like a drop of blood.

"Today, if someone in Emei can block my three punches, let you go!"

"Arrogance," Dugu Yihe's tone changed slightly, a sword behind him rose, and he slashed out thirteen swords in an instant, this sword was faster than a sword, beautiful and strange, full of lightness.

"First punch!" Pan Feng was domineering, and a punch was slammed out, and his arms bulged out, as if they were twice as thick.

Breaking the air, making a blasting sound, the air wave was set off, blowing everywhere, and the branches and leaves of the trees on the side were cut off in an instant, but it was as if they had been cut by a sharp sword, and they fell to the ground one after another, and the wounds were neat and clean.

The knife is also cut out, and unlike the light shadow of the sword, this knife is wide open and closed, strong and heavy, full of strong momentum.

The sword is matched, just like the whole, the sword is double-killed, you can use the knife, you can also use the sword, but the sword is not as strong as the sword, and the knife is not as light as the sword.

Yang Qifeng turned a blind eye to the double kill of the sword, he took a step and slammed a punch on the blade, and the long sword slashed, but it sent out sparks, as if it had slashed steel.

The strength was cathartic, there was a crisp sound, and the knife was broken into two, this Pan Feng was already an immortal, he was a three-star powerhouse, equipped with great and infinite talent, and the power he exerted was far on Yang Qifeng's current tabula rasa body.

Another punch hit Dugu Yihe's chest, all his bones were broken, his chest was directly soft, the internal organs and bones were mixed together, and his eyes gradually lost their lustre.

Pan Feng couldn't help sighing: "You can take my two punches, you are proud enough!"