Online game ancient martial arts master

Several people continued to advance along a hidden path.

Along the way, various monsters jumped out one after another, standing in the middle of the road like bandits blocking the road.

However, there were two gold-medal thugs, Ying Long Xiao and Peng Beihai, so it was not difficult at all. No matter how many came, they were all killed easily, just to add some fun to this boring journey.

As time passed, the few of them gradually developed a tacit understanding, and they were able to trust each other's backs.

As for talking, talking and laughing, it's like we have known friends for many years. Especially when we talk about some more speculative topics, the intimacy in our hearts becomes even stronger.

Ying Longxiao said with emotion: "After spending a while with you, I feel that you are not bad either. Maybe I just didn't get to know each other in a proper way before."

Peng Beihai was still surprised: "What? Did I look like a bad person before?"

"It's very similar." Ying Longxiao looked at him and nodded.

There was a bit of resentment in Peng Beihai's tone. "Damn! What on earth did I do that was so outrageous that you had such an outrageous delusion? I'm obviously a good person."

Ying Long Xiao said quickly: "I don't know, but I feel like your entire guild doesn't look like good people. Everyone is vicious."

Feng Chaoyang couldn't help but was speechless, and said bluntly: "Brother, you really don't pry at all. In East China, your Shenmeng's reputation is really not very good. Compared with you, our Beihai Gang is simply too good. An archway has been erected.”

Ying Long Xiao suddenly leaned back: "Then you are still flirting with Shen Meng all day long?"

Feng Chaoyang said: "It's good to make money, not shabby."

Ying Longxiao sighed: "Oh~ forget it, anyway, I have escaped from Shenmeng now. What happens to Shenmeng has nothing to do with me."

Feng Chaoyang's eyes widened for a moment, with a somewhat surprised expression: "Huh? Although we did use a little bit of caution, it's not like that. You were already quite famous before the tribulation, but Shenmeng actually kicked you out. ? Are the management of Shenmeng all pigs?"

Ying Longxiao spread his hands: "No, I left on my own."

"Oh, that's more like it." Feng Chaoyang instantly felt much more comfortable and said, "Although I hated you before, I have to admit that you are very strong and a rare talent."

Ying Long Xiao said politely: "Haha, your strength is also very good, I admit this."

After a while, several people came to a col where magma accumulated. The road inside is winding, and the cold stone walls are illuminated a rich red by the boiling magma.

Peng Beihai looked into the depths of the col and said, "This is it."

Ying Longxiao held up the sword and stepped forward to see that it was indeed a silver-level dragon mage.

Li Qingyan's eyebrows were filled with joy, and Ying Longxiao happily touched her little head. Her pair of sensitive fox ears trembled a few times after being stimulated.

Several people quickly launched a strategy, and this time, with the help of Peng Beihai and Feng Chaoyang, they made rapid progress.

In just a short while, the lord was beaten to a pulp by several people.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from afar.

Several people turned around and saw a blonde beauty wearing a red tube top jump briskly from a cliff.

She spotted a few people and waved behind her: "Haha, what a good luck. Everyone, come quickly, there is a Silver Lord here, and there are already people helping us fight."

What he said was in English, which made Ying Longxiao and Peng Beihai confused.

But Ying Longxiao recognized that this was Kou Kou from the Pantheon.

Afterwards, five North American players riding flying dragons flew down from a distance, including Thoros and his little green dragon.

Feng Chaoyang said angrily: "Damn it! He's from the Pantheon!"

Li Qingyan was so anxious that he shouted a warning: "Be careful! They want to steal our lord!"

Among the few people, Feng Chaoyang and Li Qingyan both knew English, so they knew very well what the Pantheon people were plotting loudly.

Feng Chaoyang tried to negotiate in English, blushing and scolding, but he only received a cold and mean smile from Kou Kou.

She said: "I think you haven't figured out your situation yet. We are not only here to rob the lord, but also to kill you. Now that you have met me, kiss this world goodbye!"

Feng Chaoyang cursed a few easy-to-understand "Fake" words.

Ying Longxiao could tell even though he didn't understand English, the talks had collapsed.

Kou Kou waved her staff and hit it hard on the ground. Suddenly, pillars of fire spurted out from the ground.

Five other North American players also followed suit and showed their butcher knives to everyone. At this time, Soros happened to find Ying Long Xiao on the opposite side. He was shocked and was forced to charge.

The two sides instantly fought.

However, the others were more ruthless than the others, and only Soros's attacks were soft.

He was a little broken. When he was doing Tai Chi with Ying Long Xiao, he said in a very small voice but almost roaring: "Oh my god, why are you back again?"

"I haven't finished the trial, where else can I go?" Ying Long Xiao was hysterical.

At this time, Li Qingyan suddenly let out a scream.

Ying Long Xiao turned around suddenly, just in time to see her knocked to the ground by a fireball from Kou Kou, and her whole body was knocked out of strength. Moreover, one of the enemy assassins raised his dagger and struck at her.

"Qingyan——"

Ying Long Xiao was so anxious that he left Soros behind, landed in front of Li Qingyan with a somersault, blocked the assassin's dagger with his backhand, and kicked him away.

Then, he quickly helped Li Qingyan up.

Li Qingyan murmured painfully: "Lord, lord..."

Ying Longxiao looked up and found that the opponent had snatched the lord away and pulled him into the corner, and was about to kill him.

At this time, even if he resorted to Black Dragon Wave, it would not help. If he could not pick up the orange memories dropped by the lord immediately, then Black Dragon Wave would only work for the opponent.

However, Ying Longxiao gathered darkness in his hands and glared at Kou Kou fiercely.

At this time, Soros suddenly burst out and stopped him.

Thoros said anxiously: "Forget it, let's go! If you don't leave, it will be too late! Our president is nearby, do you understand or not?"

Ying Longxiao was still struggling, with murderous intent condensed in his eyes, unwilling to give in at all.

At this moment, a soft jade-scented little hand behind him gently held his hand, quickly suppressing the darkness that was about to move.

Li Qingyan shook his head with difficulty and said, "Let's go, I don't want anything anymore."

After that, she dragged Ying Longxiao and shouted to Peng Beihai and Feng Chaoyang who were fighting: "Go! Go!"

Peng Beihai and Feng Chaoyang sighed heavily. There are many opponents, and they are no weaker than them, especially the dragon flame mage Kou Kou, who is ranked 6th on the North American professional list known as the Conferred Gods List.

High damage, fierce firepower, and powerful skills.

Li Qingyan could only bear the pain and make a choice.

At this moment, even if there were ten million reluctances, Ying Longxiao had no choice but to cooperate with her and cover everyone all the way out of the col.

And at the moment they escaped, the lord was beheaded by Kou Kou, and even the orange memory was held in her hand with a smile, and she proudly showed it to Ying Long Xiao and others who were walking away.

Feng Chaoyang was heartbroken: "Damn it! This stinky bitch is so irritating! She is so good-looking, which makes her even more irritating!"

Suddenly, the ground trembled, accompanied by a howling wind blowing into the mouth, beating everyone crazily, causing everyone's hair to instantly become slicked back, and they were forced to lower their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, under the astonished gazes of everyone, a giant black dragon with a body covered with spikes and a back as rugged as a mountain suddenly fell from the sky and flew towards them.

Behind him, the North American players cheered.

Koko also laughed loudly: "Surprise!"

Indeed, what a surprise.

Long Ge, the president of the Pantheon, rode out on a giant dragon when everyone was about to leave.

His ice-blue pupils were a deep blue, like a quiet and clear lake, but there was such a strong and mean murderous intention permeating them.

Li Qingyan shouted: "Run quickly——"

At the same time, the giant dragon at Long Ge's feet also opened its sharp teeth and spit out a mouthful of flames with thick black smoke.

The place where the dragon's breath was submerged exploded with a roar, and a huge trench was erupted. The surrounding cold stone and soil all melted into dripping magma.

The roaring fire came like a flood, and Pengbeihai was submerged in a wave of fire.

At the critical moment, Feng Chaoyang rushed forward, easily bypassed the sea of ​​​​fire like a minefield, threw himself into the blazing fire, and sent Peng Beihai out with a sudden palm.

When everyone turned around, Long Ge happened to control the giant dragon and plopped down in front of Feng Chaoyang. His bloody mouth was facing his Tianling Gai. When he roared, burning sparks spewed out from his throat along with the airflow.

"Chaoyang!" Peng Beihai was anxious.

Feng Chaoyang was shrouded in the shadow of the giant dragon, and in the darkness, he showed an exceptionally bright smile.

"Let's go! Don't look back!" After saying that, he roared, jumped up, and stabbed the giant dragon behind him with a sword.

Peng Beihai closed his eyes in pain, his body twitched slightly, and he clenched his fists desperately.

In the end, they luckily escaped that ghost place, but Feng Chaoyang died there, becoming a lingering haze on everyone's faces.

Afterwards, Peng Beihai punched the stone hard and looked extremely painful: "Pantheon! One day, I want you to pay back double the amount!"

Ying Longxiao's face was solemn and silent.

"I'm sorry..." Li Qingyan lowered his head and apologized quietly, feeling full of uneasiness and guilt.

This operation was to collect Master Long's memories for her, but an accident like this happened, which made her feel so sorry.

Peng Beihai didn't mean to blame her at all, and said: "You don't need to apologize. This matter is all the fault of the Pantheon. I will definitely seek revenge from them!"

Ying Longxiao said: “Count me in!”

Li Qingyan also nodded. "Yeah, and me."

At this time, Li Qingyan's pet Duoduo suddenly stretched his neck, looked at an iron-green hillside, and then flew over uncontrollably.

The body was swaying and flying unsteadily, but it was full of stubbornness, and its mouth was still moaning in pain.

"Duoduo?" Li Qingyan was suddenly startled and chased after him.

Ying Longxiao and Peng Beihai didn't know why, but they followed closely.

In the middle, Duoduo stopped and sniffed several places that looked normal, but couldn't smell anything, so he flapped his small wings again and continued to fly farther away.

The iron pot seemed to understand its meaning and helped sniff from behind. Only Ying Long Xiao and others were confused.

As time passed, Li Qingyan also had questions: "Duoduo seems to be looking for something?"

What will it be? Everyone doesn’t know.

But that thing seemed so important to it that it searched desperately for it.

Not long after, on the livid hillside in front of them, Ying Longxiao and others were following Duoduo's footsteps, and they bumped into Long Ge, Kou Kou and Thoros from the Pantheon again.

However, the other party has not discovered them yet.

Peng Beihai was instantly angry and his teeth were itching.

But his patience was extremely good. He clenched his fists loudly, but he held it back and did not rush to attack.

"Duoduo, stop quickly, Duoduo." Li Qingyan was afraid that Duoduo would alert him, so he rushed up and hugged him forcefully.

At this moment, Duoduo was emotional and sad. Even Li Qingyan's instructions could not be completely obeyed. After being forcibly hugged by Li Qingyan, he started struggling again.

Li Qingyan had no choice but to comfort it constantly.

On the other side, the people of Pantheon are also looking for something.

Long Ge's pet, the black dragon as big as a commercial airliner, followed awkwardly on foot, like a giant bird trapped in a cramped cage. Every step he took was cautious because the surrounding ground was unbearable. With its weight of nearly one hundred tons, wherever it steps on, it will collapse and sink into a big pit.

Ying Longxiao looked at this overly big monster, then turned to look at the canyon not far away, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"You guys wait for me here, I'll be back as soon as I can." He said.

Peng Beihai said blankly: "What do you want to do? Don't be impulsive. This Long Ge is really not an ordinary person. He is much more terrifying than any opponent you have ever seen. Even if you can kill everyone else, you may not be able to defeat him." Him."

Ying Longxiao nodded very firmly: "I know. But a gentleman never takes revenge overnight. If he kills one of us, no matter what, I have to kill both of him."

Then, Ying Longxiao squeezed Li Qingyan's face with both hands. "Be good, wait for me."

"Hello?" Peng Beihai was still struggling. Just as he was about to say something, Ying Longxiao had already rushed up the ten-meter-high cliff.

Peng Beihai was out of reach, so he could only sigh heavily: "Oh! People who are good at Qinggong like to mess around. Chaoyang does the same, and so do you."

The two of them hid behind and watched. After a while, they saw Ying Longxiao leaping from the top of the mountain, landing with the Furious Dragon Flying Slash, knocking the opponent's assassin to the ground and trampling it under his feet.

This sudden retort shocked everyone in the Pantheon. Soros was so scared that he was out of his wits. His eyes were filled with surprise and confusion, as if he was saying - God, why are you back again?

The people from the Pantheon roared and rushed forward in a swarm.

However, Ying Longxiao was not willing to fight. After killing the assassin, he quickly picked up Qinggong and flew towards the canyon without even picking it up.