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Xiao Chen didn't say a word, his expression became more and more indifferent, as if he was used to being on the border of life and death.

However, Liu Fatzi could no longer bear this atmosphere of despair and waiting for death, and scolded angrily, breaking the silence: "How could it be like this? There are only four or five hundred horse bandits, and we have nine thousand players alone, and everyone has learned martial arts, how can this battle be lost?"

"That third-rate master of the saber Confucian Sheng, no matter how powerful he is? One person and one knife can always kill him, right? Could it be that if he learns internal strength, his internal strength will be infinite? Will there be no consumption?"

Liu Fatzi's angry scolding was full of aggrieved feelings. Xiao Chen also had this feeling, and he didn't speak. just sighed in his heart, theoretically speaking, as long as their nine thousand players who have practiced martial arts work hard to carry it, the final victory must belong to the players.

But in fact, the players are just a group of civilians living in a comfortable environment after all, even if they practice martial arts, they are also organized. But the reality is that the players are not even as good as the rabble. Seeing their companions being cut off one by one, they were all frightened, and death was a distant thing for players.

Even though death had already been experienced that night, it was far from becoming a habit!

In addition, the players are only spontaneously united and organized, and do not form a hierarchical organization. It's okay to fight with the wind, but once you meet a strong and invulnerable character like Saber Confucianism, they all collapse!

Everyone wants to survive, but they can't survive one by one!

Xiao Chen didn't say this answer, but Liu Fatzi was not stupid, even if Xiao Chen didn't explain it to him, he also understood why he lost so disgraced. Not all players will be like him and Xiao Chen, who can go to the person who blocks each other's swords.

The fundamental reason for this is that because of distrust, everyone has their own minds.

He scolded angrily, but it was just to vent the resentment in his heart. I feel a lot better when I scold out, but I feel even more desperate in my heart!

looked up at Xiao Chen, and said with a wry smile: "I thought that when we came to this world, we would be able to conquer the world with a game system, and one by one we would become heroes with superb martial arts in the future." Hehe, in the end, I never expected that our heroes hadn't made it yet, but they were killed by some horse bandits!"

"I'm unwilling, I'm really unwilling, I'm not a hero yet!"

"I haven't practiced martial arts yet, and I have witnessed the wonders of this world!"

"I'm going to die like this, I'm really unwilling....."

"Unwilling to ....."

Xiao Chen glanced at the fat man Liu who was talking nonsense with gloomy eyes in despair, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Liu Fatzi is unwilling, how can he be willing?

But what if you are not reconciled?

They can't beat this group of horse bandits, they can't beat them no matter what!

A third-rate master, it's really a desperate existence!

......

Time passed bit by bit, and in the world channel of the game system, the players were wailing, all of them were unwilling to howl in pain.

The townspeople, like the players, fell to their knees, trembling and shaking. At this moment, a gray-haired old man trembled all over, stood up unsteadily, and pointed at the saber Confucian with an angry face: "You gang of horse bandits, killing innocents indiscriminately, is there any royal law in this world?!"

This person Xiao Chen knew, it was Uncle Zhang from the school, I saw that he was trembling with anger, obviously killed and abused by the horse bandits, and he was not lightly angry.

"Wang Fa?" Ma Dao Confucian was scolded, but instead of getting angry, a smile appeared on his face, glanced at Uncle Zhang contemptuously, and sneered: "In this desert border, my desert ridge is Wang Fa!"

This is extremely arrogant, but it also tells the fact that in this small deserted town, he, a third-rate master, can do whatever he wants, and no one can cure him!

"You.... You.... You...."Uncle Zhang was powerless to refute, so angry that his old tears were cloudy, when he thought of the current situation, his face was gloomy, as if he was ten years old, sighed, pointed at the saber Confucian for a long time, and snorted angrily: "If this was decades ago, when Huashan was still there, how could you allow your little saber Confucian to be so arrogant?!"

Huashan!

Saber Confucian's face sank when he heard this, if it was when Huashan was still alive decades ago, let alone him, a third-rate master, even those second-rate masters, first-class masters, and even the top masters of the mountain bandits, there was no place to stand!

At that time, Huashan attacked and suppressed bandits everywhere, and almost wiped out the bandits in the territory, for them, horse bandits and mountain bandits, it was simply the end of the world!

Although the saber Confucian has not experienced that era, he has also seen many old-timers, when they talk about Huashan, they tremble and look frightened.

Thinking of this, Saber Rusheng's face was gloomy as water, and he no longer had a good face, he glanced at Uncle Zhang coldly, and sneered: "You yourself know that this is decades ago, hum before it was, now it is now, and now Huashan is long gone!"

"No, Huashan is not dead, Huashan will not die, Huashan will come back one day!" Uncle Zhang immediately argued with the saber Confucian with a red face, and many players were speechless, this uncle, a sentence Huashan is dead, he is even more excited than the horse bandits want to kill him!

"Hmph, since you miss Huashan so much, I'll send you to hell today and go see your Huashan!"

"In broad daylight, under the bright sky, there are people who have made this killing and cruelty, really when my righteous path does not exist, and the morality of the rivers and lakes is no more?"

A righteous speech, full of cold laughter, sounded above everyone's heads, and the voice was clear to the ears, showing the strong internal strength of the speaker.

"Who is it? dare to care more about my Desert Ridge Saber Confucian Sheng?" Ma Dao Confucian Student's face suddenly turned solemn, holding the saber in his hand, looking around with a vigilant look!

"Saber Confucian?What kind of small role is this?I haven't heard of it!" The voice sneered, and everyone could only hear it, and a white figure stood quietly on the city wall, condescending, holding a long sword, fluttering in white clothes, and shouted loudly: "A certain line does not change its name, and it does not change its surname, Wudang Bu Qingyun is also!"

Wudang is on the rise!

Saber Rusheng's face changed suddenly, he took a breath of cold air, without saying a word, turned the horse's head, and shouted: "Brothers, run!"

Just now he was facing the fierce and self-proclaimed king of the law, and the invincible saber Confucian in the eyes of the players, as soon as he heard the name of this Wudang step to the clouds, he immediately turned around and ran without saying a word, which made the players feel incredible.