Chapter 1133 Death God's Left and Right Hands
The archer gave an order, and a dozen players appeared at both ends of the alley with weapons.
Block the alley where Quanzhen Sect is located.
These players are not only equipped with top-quality equipment, but also have a very unique temperament. Their expressions are indifferent, and they are not impetuous like ordinary players at all. The aura of superiority and do not enter strangers gives people a kind of intimacy but unkind indifference feel.
Standing there with such a temperament is quite a bit like a peerless master.
The so-called rotten people see rotten people, the basic people see the basics, and the masters see the masters.
The Quanzhen sect's members are also masters, if not for the wretched temperament above all else, they can also see this extraordinary temperament.
Now feeling the unique aura of this group of guys, everyone in Quanzhen immediately became vigilant.
After looking back and forth for a while, Ming Du frowned tightly and said, "Damn, these guys are probably not professional masters?"
"Eighty percent yes!" Wuji nodded upon hearing this.
Professional-level masters, the Quanzhen Sect has seen a few of them. They are guys who have not been human fireworks for a long time. They lack the cynical aura of normal players who use games as playgrounds. Take this as a work of gravitas.
Therefore, when ordinary players see professional players, they will unconsciously feel pressure and discomfort.
There is no other reason. Normal people come to the game to relieve stress and entertain their lives. These people play games to work and earn a living.
Seeing that the attitude of the game is different, there will be an essential difference in temperament.
Feeling uncomfortable is also reasonable.
At this time, each of these people looked indifferent, like those hired killers, with a sense of solemnity. In the eyes of Quanzhen Sect and these game-oriented people, they are out of place everywhere, so it is naturally very easy to judge.
Of course, Quanzhen taught this group of guys to have the ability to make waves and the consciousness to be hunted down, so naturally they wouldn't be afraid just because the other party was a professional player.
If it was on weekdays, let alone these dozen or so people, even if hundreds of people came, the Quanzhen Sect would not be afraid. After all, the Quanzhen Sect can fly, and it is still quite difficult to catch them. If you can't fight, no one can stop you if you want to run away.
But today is different,
The tragic end of the famous swordsman Daoxue warns everyone in Quanzhen that there is a powerful and elusive archer ambushing somewhere nearby.
Once everyone got out of the bunker, they would be completely exposed to the archer's vision. At that time, it would only take an instant to be shot to death.
There are always concerns about fighting under the guns of others.
While the Quanzhen people were whispering, the leader of the soldiers suddenly spoke out and said indifferently: "Everyone from the Quanzhen Sect, come out! Anyway, we will die sooner or later, our time is more valuable, so it is better to be clean and tidy, so as to save everyone waste time."
After all, they are professional players, and there is a strong self-confidence in their words, as if they will be killed by everyone in Quanzhen Sect every minute when they make a move.
"Fuck! Crazy enough!"
Hearing the soldier's words, everyone in Quanzhen was erupting for a while, and then Ming Du shouted at the top of his voice: "Young man, are you confident? I like to talk to such experts. Come here and we will talk face to face."
After finishing speaking, all the people in Quanzhen raised their weapons and concentrated their skills, ready to wait for the warrior to come and rush up and beat him to death.
"Humph!"
Unexpectedly, not only was the soldier not fooled, but he snorted coldly and said: "We have heard a little about the style of the Quanzhen Sect in the Underworld, so I advise you to stop thinking about it and come out quickly, otherwise our mages will be overwhelmed." .”
It seems that this soldier didn't take the Quanzhen Sect seriously. He knew that this group of guys were good at shooting black bricks, so he didn't dare to enter the alley rashly.
However, everyone in Quanzhen was stunned when they heard the words "Pluto Realm".
Unexpectedly, Fengyun Tianxia was so rich that he even invited the Hades realm.
Underworld is a rookie team that has sprung up in the competitive circle in recent years. Although it is only a group of rookies, its strength is quite good. It has achieved good results in national e-sports competitions for three consecutive years.
Wuji often brags to everyone in the Quanzhen Sect, if the Underworld asks himself to be the strategic commander, winning the championship is like picking something out of a pocket.
Wuji's personality with eyes on his forehead can make such an evaluation of this group of young people, which shows the strength of these guys.
"Oh! It turned out to be the Hades Realm." After sighing, Wuji put an invincible on his head, and then stood up and said, "Could it be that you are the left hand of Death?"
The soldier heard the words and said calmly: "I am the right hand of Death! The left hand is our boss, and now his arrow is aiming at you."
"Hehe! Hehe!"
Wuji laughed awkwardly and said, "Our Quanzhen sect doesn't want to cross that dead ghost, who has no grievances or enmities with you in the Underworld, so why bother targeting us?"
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!"
The God of Death's right hand still had the expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away. While speaking, with a wave of his hand, the mage's staff behind him aimed at Wuji.
"Don't..." Wuji hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Since you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then I will pay double the price. How about you go and kill the guy who asked you to kill us?"
Quanzhen Sect has no shortage of such things as gold coins. Even if the opponent is a super rich second generation, Wuji still has the confidence.
"Can!"
Death God's right hand said indifferently: "But our Pluto world has always been honest, since we have accepted the mission, we can't miss it. We can kill you first, and then we can talk about the price for killing your opponent."
"Hey!"
Wuji couldn't help being amused when he heard the words, this guy's shameless appearance really has the temperament of Quanzhen Sect.
"Okay, the nonsense is over, let's die!"
At this moment, seeing that the invincibility effect on Wuji's body disappeared, the god of death narrowed his right eye, lowered his head and rushed to Wuji's side, swung his long sword, and slashed at Wuji's neck with a heavy slash.
Seeing Death's right hand rushing towards him, Wuji took a step back unhurriedly. At the same time, he raised his staff, and a red light fell, covering himself before Death's right hand cut him with the long sword.
"boom!"
There was only a muffled sound, and the right hand of the god of death seemed to be chopped on a stone, and his whole body was shocked.
At that time, Bao San dashed out from the oblique thrust, and slammed into the right hand of Death God fiercely.
The God of Death's right hand was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked out.
The left hand of the god of death in the distance saw his younger brother being tricked in the dark, and with a bow and arrow, he was about to shoot three heads.
But at this moment, Yin Lao Er jumped out holding the shield, blocking Bao San and the right hand of Death God, blocking the sight of Death God's left hand.
Due to the extremely strong collision judgment of the warrior, the right hand of the god of death was extremely uncomfortable after being hit by the collision. Without waiting for the right hand of the god of death to hit the ground, Bao Sansan followed closely, leaped forward, smashed the ground and knocked the right hand of the god of death away. Lifting into the air, immediately after Bao Sanjian launched the big move from bottom to top to break the army and ascend the dragon.