Kill the city

Why don't you think about it?

But what to occupy? Just rely on the dozens of female soldiers in front of you?

Yang Jun's eyes swept across the people in front of him, and slowly shook his head and said, "The Bauhinia Dynasty has dominated the world. Can we occupy this Yangzhou city for a long time with those of us?"

"this……"

Lonely and lonely, Zeng Rou, Feiyan and others were silent. Seeing that the city lord's mansion was occupied by them, they did not have the strength to take this city as their own territory. This aggrievance and pity made everyone feel bad.

"Then we will return this city to them like this?"

Zeng Rou was very unwilling to accept it.

Most people were unwilling to look at Yang Jun. Yang Jun laughed slightly. "Kill! Kill as much as you can, and kill as long as you can. We cannot occupy this place for a long time, so we must take advantage of this time to improve our skills."

The female soldiers' eyes lit up when they heard this, and Zeng Rou, Feiyan and others also smiled slightly.

After a while, the female soldiers were divided into three teams again, and they were still lonely and lonely, with one team; Zeng Rou and Chu Wan were led by one team; the remaining twenty-two people followed Yang Jun, and the three teams left the city lord's mansion at the same time.

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, the three teams began to divide into three groups and set out in three directions. They met people and killed people along the way. All the natal essences obtained were absorbed by the female soldiers. After they were absorbed enough, they stopped to refine them. After they were refined, they continued to move forward. A night passed. When the sky was white and the dawn was spread all over the earth, all the female soldiers, including Chu Wan, had their skills increased by a higher level. People like Yin Ling, Yu Yingnan and others had more than 100,000 points in their skills, and Chu Wan had more than 180,000 points, and their weakest skills were more than 30,000. When everyone returned to the City Lord's Mansion to meet, they met each other and had an uncontrollable smile on their faces.

However, their joy is based on the pain of others. They were happy when they met at the City Lord's Mansion. The Yangzhou City player who died under their sword last night was depressed and cursed. He quickly spread the story throughout the world. After all, he was killed all night in Yangzhou City, one of the eighteen cities in the world. Once it was spread, it was a sensational big news. Many people were surprised and tried every means to inquire about the cause and effect of this matter. Many people were confused. Isn't Yangzhou City a territory that is a marquis? Who can be arrogant there? And it is a group of women.

While the outside world was talking, Yidao Fenghou was on the top of a mountain in the north of Yangzhou City. The top of the mountain was bare, but there was a small cave. There was a flat ground and a clear pool outside the cave. Several disciples after the resurrection sat in front of him in depressed mood.

There are only eight left of the twelve disciples. The second disciple Chou Niu, who is as strong as a bull, the third disciple Yin Hu, the polite fourth disciple Mao Tu and the seventh disciple Wu Ma, who is the fastest, are no longer there. In the battle in the valley last night, although everyone except Yidao Fenghou died, the four disciples Chou Niu, Yin Hu, Mao Tu and Wu Ma died the most unfortunately under the evil swordsman's soul-killing sword.

Yidao Fenghou and others have received the exact news that these four disciples have become unconscious vegetatives.

As for Duoer, who had been begging for nothing among their masters and disciples, this slutty woman who was famous for practicing the Heart Sutra of the Color Girls had gone long after she was resurrected, and Shen Hou, who had the closest relationship with her, did not answer her call the communicator.

The Marquis of Feng suddenly opened his eyes slowly, and Wei Yang, who had been paying attention to him, saw it, and immediately stepped forward and cared for him, "Master, have your injuries been better?"

One sentence attracted the other seven disciples to look over. When they saw the master open his eyes, everyone surrounded him as if they saw hope. They asked in a word.

Yidao Fenghou stood up with a calm face. "The teacher's injury is gone." Without waiting for several disciples to congratulate him, Yidao Fenghou looked at the most stable Weiyang and asked: "How is Yangzhou City? Where are the evil swordsmen and the others?"

"Master, Yangzhou City has become a hunting ground for evil swordsmen and others."

"Hmm? Hunting ground?"

"Yes, Master! It is rumored outside that the evil swordsman and loneliness are loneliness. Zeng Rou and the other two brought more than 20 women to kill all the players and virtual characters they saw in Yangzhou City, and then absorb the natal essence left by the dead to improve their skills."

After hearing this, Feng Hou Shiran whispered for a while: "That's how the evil swordsman emerged from the beginning."

"Master, we have to fight back! There are already many people outside saying that Master, you are not the opponent of the evil swordsman..."

The garrison dog who died twice at Yang Jun couldn't help but come forward to provoke, but he just let out a slight sound. From his calm expression, no one could tell whether he was angry or not.

Suddenly, the communicator on Yidao Fenghou's wrist screamed annoyingly. Yidao Fenghou frowned, raised his wrist and saw that Tan Fugui's number was displayed on the screen of the communicator. Although he didn't like this person, Yidao Fenghou still pressed the answer button.

"One sword to be the marquis! What did you do? You are in charge of such a large Yangzhou city, with hundreds or thousands of experts under your command. You actually threw Yangzhou city to the evil swordsman overnight. You, did you do it on purpose, right?"

"Mr. Tan..."

"Don't argue with me! I'll tell you, I'll give you three days. If you haven't taken back Yangzhou City in three days, hum, you can guess the consequences yourself!"

Tan Fugui didn't allow a single sword to explain, and he cut off the communication after he scolded him.

Yidao Fenghou lowered his arms with an ugly expression, raised his eyes and swept over the eight disciples in front of him. Tan Fugui's rebuke was loud just now, and the eight disciples in front of him obviously heard it. At this time, his eyes were different when he looked at him. Except for Wei Yang and Chen Long, the other six disciples dodged their eyes and stopped looking at him.

"Master, Tan Fugui is too much! We want to complain to the president and the chairman!"

The angrily words of the chief chicken did not arouse anyone's true consent. Only the three of Hai Pig, the Shu Dog, and the Zi Rat said a few casually "Yes" and "Yes".

"Master, Tan Fugui and the evil swordsman have an irreconcilable feud for destroying the family. This time we lost Yangzhou City to the evil swordsman. If we cannot retake Yangzhou City as Tan Fugui's request within three days, Tan Fugui may really not be able to do it."

Chen Long said these words with concern, which made the atmosphere at the scene even more solemn.

Yidao Fenghou touched the hilt of the wolf head of the Sun Knife, sighed inwardly, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Before the other disciples understood what he was going to do, Wei Yang, who was the most delicate-minded, had already changed his face. He chased the back of Fenghou of Yidao and shouted anxiously: "Master, your heavenly sword has a flaw. You can't find the evil swordsman at this time, you can't, Master!"

Wei Yang chased him quickly, but he was even faster with one sword, and he went farther after a few dodges. Wei Yang saw that he was impossible to catch up with him, so he sighed and stopped. Zi Rat, Chenlong, Si Snake and others looked at each other in confusion, and rushed to Wei Yang with confusion. The old Zi Rat asked him in a daze. "Wei Yang, what are you talking about? Master's Heavenly Sword has long been great perfect. How could there be any flaws? Are you confused?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Eight."

...

The chief chicken, shu dog, hai pig and others all agreed with the saying of the rat, but few people believed the saying of the sheep.

Wei Yang seemed to be exhausted suddenly. He had no intention of arguing with several brothers and sat on the ground tiredly and said weakly: "Before last night, the master's Tianjian was indeed in a state of great perfection, but last night, the master was defeated by the evil swordsman's sword. Since he had already lost, how could the Tianjian still have no flaws?"

Zi Rat, Chicken and others still didn't believe it, but Chen Long and Si Snake's faces changed drastically. "No! Let's stop Master!" Chen Long shouted, and the man had already pulled his feet and chased the way the sword Fenghou left. Si Snake followed closely. Wei Yang saw Chen Long, and Si Snake chased him, and he also cheered up and gritted his teeth and chased him, although he thought in his heart that they could not catch up with Fenghou.

Zishi and others who had not believed it had believed it before, and they believed it when they saw Chenlong, and their faces finally changed. Although they still didn't believe it in their hearts, they saw that Chenlong, who was usually smarter than them, believed it, and they were all skeptical.

"Or why? Let's go chase, too?"

The most greedy pig, hesitantly proposed. Zishi and others looked at each other and agreed.

The sun is in the sky.

The players in Yangzhou City have almost escaped, and there are very few players who are still in this city, and there are not many virtual characters. All of this is because of Yang Jun and his team's continuous killings this day and night.

The killing continues. Chu Wan's skills have exceeded 400,000, and Yin Ling, Feiyan and Yu Yingnan have also exceeded 300,000. The female tiger has died once, but her skills are now more than 100,000. The weakest female soldiers are now more than 80,000.

In just two more days, they will have a lot of skills to reach the peak of acquired status.

However, at this time full of hope, Yang Jun, who was taking twenty-two female soldiers to harvest their lives on the streets of Yangzhou City North, stopped the Condor Sword. The young player who had just died in the Condor Sword fell to the ground, his feet were still twitching.

At the end of the street, Fenghou, a knife that had not been seen all day, walked towards this side with his sun sword. The section of the street where he and Yang Jun were separated was empty. Under the sun in the sky, it seemed that everything around him suddenly became silent.

The twenty-two female soldiers behind Yang Jun also saw the sword Fenghou walking towards him. They quietly glanced at Instructor Yang in front of them and found that Yang Jun's eyes had been half-closed in habitually, and the expression on his face was still cold.
Chapter completed!