Chapter 494
Four Seats
Chapter 494 Fourteen Seats
The entire content of this post is to attribute the success of [Sword Mad Sword Chi] to luck.
In other words, the person who posted the post thought that if he had such luck, his strength would definitely be a hundred times stronger than that of [Sword Mad Sword Chi].
Then he claimed that in the battle before the opening of the hidden dragon rankings, [Sword Mad Sword Chi] would deeply experience the feeling of defeat.
"I remember this name." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] glanced at the nickname of the poster, then calmly clicked on another post.
"This group of people dare to talk so loudly, it seems that it is because of the rapid improvement in the past two days that they have begun to swell." [Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] said.
In fact, after witnessing a real strong player make a move, the top three players present understand the truth that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky.
Niu Niu even saw a post just now, thinking that their players can also compete for the place on the Qianlong list.
In this regard, he can only say that the ignorant is fearless.
"I hope the competition mode this time will be beneficial to us." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] After reading a few posts, he closed the forum.
When he and Wugenmo received the task of making trouble before, Qin Fan reminded them that they could contact those players who joined small and medium forces.
At the beginning, they also tried to find a breakthrough in this area, but they all failed.
Just like the rootless demon felt that he and the pancake demon were not playing the same game.
For those players who are struggling to survive in small forces, [Sword Mad Sword Chi] and others are living the life of their dreams.
This naturally aroused their hostility and yin and yang.
Players are the easiest to be jealous of players, especially when the game does not open the recharge interface, everything is based on their own hard work to break through.
This makes some players who are quite unsuccessful, unwilling to blame themselves for the problem, and can't rely on the problem of charging money. They can only push the reason to luck.
"Let's talk about the results." The Rootless Demon touched the blood-drinking gate blade on his waist, and then glanced at the most prominent word "eunuch" in the titles of those extremely mocking posts.
He didn't click on that post, but just thinking about it, he could guess how vicious the content would be.
Rootless Demon has always seldom used swords against players. Because of his immortal body, he was worried that he would make one deadly enemy after another, and thus fall into constant trouble.
But now it seems that I need to start letting myself go.
"Instead of arguing with them on the forum, we really should prove it with actions." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] nodded in agreement.
Immediately, the three of them began to practice internal strength and visualization skills while they were on their way, but Sister Happy took a small notebook and wrote down the names of those who posted the posts one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.
At this moment, it is on the top of the sword mountain in the Xuanfeng domain.
Some forces had arrived a few days earlier, but they were like a mob, crowded around the square in a mess, and looked at the figure standing in the center with some awe.
"Lord Yue, it seems that you are not qualified to take that seat." Ying Wuque bowed his hands to the man standing in front of him, but his tone was full of arrogance.
And there were already three figures on the three main seats behind him, and the one in the middle was Sima Kongming.
"Hahahaha, as expected of my son!"
Then he looked to Mu Che on the left and said:
"Muzhou Mu, what do you think of my son's performance?"
Mu Che squeezed a smile a little stiffly.
"Very strong, Hall Master Ying Shao should have broken through to the late stage of the Xiantian Realm, and with the help of the unique saber posture formed by him, even the masters of the Xiantian Realm Great Consummation will find it difficult to get cheap in his hands."
And an old man sitting on Sima Kongming's right took the initiative to answer the conversation:
"I believe that Hall Master Ying will definitely win a good ranking in this ranking competition."
"Thank you for the good words of old Shang." Sima Kongming treated the old man with great respect.
Not only because the other party is one of the four heads of the Kyushu Bodyguard Agency, but more importantly, he represents the contemporary Emperor Xuan.
This time Emperor Xuan asked him to assist Sima Kongming to ensure the smooth progress of the battle for the Qianlong list. He also wanted to disclose the relationship between the Kyushu Bodyguard Bureau and the Daxuan royal family, and it could also be seen as showing his muscles.
In response to Sima Kongming's polite response, Shang Zhonghe smiled and cupped his hands. He has a very clear position on himself, and it is good to be a mascot who keeps smiling.
Immediately after he saw another master of power appear on the stage, he glanced at the seven vacant positions on the left and right sides, and shook his head involuntarily.
The ownership of these fourteen chairs has been determined long ago. Even if one of these masters of power can defeat Ying Wuque, they may face even greater troubles in the future.
But for the lords of these forces, the battle for the Qianlong list this time is destined to attract much attention.
As long as he could win a seat, even if he was kicked out after sitting for a while, it would represent a rapid increase in fame.
And there are a lot of ways to realize these fame, and the only risk they may take can't compare with the large amount of benefits that can be obtained later.
boom--!
Another lord of power was knocked into the air by Ying Wuque, and just as he was about to say who else was there, a song of poetry suddenly sounded in his ears.
[The six paths are not predestined and have no roots, and the three bodies repay the fruits of the virtuous life.Love and hatred are like a phantom moon, and the Buddha's voice is deep and free. 】
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe drifting towards him. His plain clothes and white socks were spotless, and even the smile on his face seemed to be out of dust.
Looking closely at his appearance, one can see that his eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as bright as a young girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are unmatched by any woman in the world.
"Buddha son Zhishan."
Ying Wuque was faintly excited, and didn't allow the other party to speak, he had already slashed at him!
This saber pierced through the void and was soul-stirring. When the saber light suddenly appeared, it had already attracted everyone's attention from Zhishan's body!
And this shocking sword light drawn out in the air seems to swallow Zhishan right away!
This move is the first cut of Tianwen in the Eight Jue of Heavenly Swords.
Faced with this sudden blow, Zhishan just clasped his hands together, a layer of faint golden light appeared all over his body, and in the next second a huge circular air shield was formed!
clang!
It was like the sound of a copper bell striking the sky, and after another loud bang, the protective air shield was shattered, Zhishan took two steps back, his clothes were not stained with any dust, and he walked towards Ying Wuque indifferently. Li, said:
"What a handsome sword technique."
Ying Wucai said solemnly:
"The one just now should be the famous Vajra Immortal Art in the Buddhist land, but I don't know if you have been passively defending like this, you can block me a few times."
Immediately, he raised the red sleeve knife in his hand again, but was stopped by Sima Kongming who appeared beside him at some unknown time.
"Wu Que, don't be rude, even if you beat this contemporary Buddhist, you still can't beat the next three masters of Huizi generation."
Just after Sima Kongming finished speaking, a group of monks officially appeared, including three players.
And the three old monks who took the lead walked straight towards Sima Kongming, chanting the name of the Buddha. Wherever they passed, those seemingly rebellious and powerful masters bowed their heads and saluted.
"Master Hui Wu, Master Hui Xing, Master Hui Kong." Sima Kongming had known the three old monks for a long time, so Dang Li led them to the first seat on the left.
Seeing this, Hui Wu shook his head and said:
"Buddha Land does not want to compete with others. Since there are seven seats on one side, the fourth seat in the middle is more suitable for us."
Immediately, he directly crossed the first, second and third seats, and sat in the fourth seat on the left. As for the other monks, they consciously stood behind him, including the Buddha who had been in the limelight just now. Zhishan.
Seeing this, Sima Kongming frowned slightly, and when he was about to speak to persuade him again, he saw a snowflake falling in front of his eyes inexplicably.
"This kind of celestial change. Could it be?"
Before he could utter his guess, a cold chant resounded through the audience with the falling snowflakes.
[Lonely, pity, dream, and lonely empty shadow, where do the remaining flowers and the moon go now?The wind stops singing, the frost paints the night, the snow is bright and the sky is clear, dancing in the world of mortals. 】
At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the beautiful figure under the snow all over the sky.
"War?" The moment the cold word came out of his mouth, the leisurely falling silver flakes had already turned into howling blizzards, as if they were about to drown Ying Wucai.
Ying Wuque held the handle of the Red Sleeve Knife with some eagerness to move, then shook his head helplessly and said:
"Before I was defeated by you with one move, but now my strength is no longer comparable, but when I think back to that battle, I still feel that I still have no chance of winning against you now."
As soon as he said this, it caused a lot of discussion around him.
"Hall master Ying Shao means that the Buddha's son is not as good as the Daoist?"
"That's for sure. Didn't you see that Hall Master Ying's knife forced the Buddha back two steps at the beginning, but he said that he could defeat him with one move."
"It's not unreasonable to be able to win with one move. But with the arrogance of the young hall master, if it weren't for the fact, he would not admit it so simply."
"Then can I understand that Daozi can also defeat Buddha with one move?"
"There's nothing wrong with you thinking so."
And the Buddhist son Zhishan who was at the center of the topic did not have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process. He was just quietly admiring the falling snow. On the contrary, Huixing standing in front of him was a little displeased.
Just when he was about to use spiritual coercion to interrupt everyone's discussion on the Buddha, and even turned to the Buddha's land and the Dao domain.
Xue Wuxia gently shook her head:
"Do not."
Ying Wuque was a little puzzled, but saw that Xue Wuxia moved aside, and as she restrained her momentum, there was only snow falling one meter around her, and a poem sounded inexplicably.
[Yin and Yang are separated, the universe is raining, and the world is empty and sorrowful.The sea of stars is lonely, the clouds are scattered and the smoke is thin, and I ask the common people to Xiaoyao alone. 】
I saw a man in Taoist robes walking out of the crowd, his gestures were indescribably chic and unrestrained, but when he met his eyes, there was an indescribable weirdness.
Because he had a pair of eyes that didn't match his temperament, and the cautiousness revealed in the depths of his eyes made everyone who was happy to watch the excitement suspect that some natural disaster would suddenly come.
"Your opponent is me."
Hearing Ning Xiaoyao's words, the corners of Ying Wuque's eyes trembled slightly, the former Daoist impressed him very deeply.
Although he passed out after one move with Xue Wuxia before, it seemed that he had no contact with the other party.
But after he woke up, he was sent by Ying Tianhong to deal with the mess left by the former Taoist.
The ghost knows what the other party thinks. When he lived in Zhudaotang, he set up hundreds of large formations around his house. I heard that the other party took some of them when he left, leaving only some worthless ones.
Before going to Wandu Palace, Ying Wuque had been clearing these formations.
So now he is very worried that the other party will continue to smash the map if he disagrees.
But Ning Xiaoyao's focus was not on Ying Wuque, his eyes were always vigilantly wandering between Sima Kongming and the three old monks of Fotu.
Then he said eagerly:
"Just one trick, come on."
Before he could give a complete answer, he pointed out that this finger was full of a strange implication.
It can be said to be powerful but implicit, strong but gentle, strong but invisible.
The melon-eaters watching the battle couldn't perceive how powerful this finger was, only Ying Wuque felt a strong threat of death!
And this trick is exactly the three-finger flick to the sky · Posha in the 24 solar terms frightening finger!
At that moment, Ying Wucai gave up the Heavenly Knife he had just mastered, and instead used the Twilight Drizzle Red Sleeve Knife that he was best at!
I saw a magnificent knife light caught everyone's eyes!
The saber technique of this saber is beautiful and treacherous, fast and fierce, it hits this strange finger directly, and the rippling crimson immediately envelops it tightly.
But after a flash of bright light, the light of the knife shattered, and the finger force stopped a foot in front of Ying Wuque's forehead, but dissipated inexplicably.
"It should be fine." Although Ning Xiaoyao seemed to be asking Ying Wuque, he actually looked at Xue Wuxia who was not far away.
After seeing Xue Wuxia nod slightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Ying Wuque's answer, he waved back, followed by the three elders of the Dao domain, Wang Chongyang and Yin Bukui, and three players in Taoist robes. Get out of it.
Everyone went straight to the seven empty seats on the right, apparently they didn't intend to sit on the same side as Buddha Land from the beginning.
Ning Xiaoyao suggested:
"How about we pick the fourth one too?"
He actually agrees with what Huiwu said before, the fourth seat is just right for him to take the middle seat, and he doesn't need to attract too much attention.
Although his defeat of Ying Wuque with one finger has already attracted countless attentions, but he is very calm. After all, there are still many monsters behind, and soon he will be temporarily forgotten by these people.
Then he looked at Xue Wuxia full of expectation.
Xue Wuxia nodded, and sat down on the fourth seat on the right without hesitation. The three elders of the Dao Domain and Wang Chongyang stood behind him calmly like guardians.
The three players and Yin Bukui looked around curiously.
The moment the players from the Dao Domain and the players from the Buddha Land met their gazes, the atmosphere suddenly became anxious, and there were even more hidden streaks of lightning that began to collide with each other.
Thanks to Captain Sail for the 5000 point reward!
(End of this chapter)
The entire content of this post is to attribute the success of [Sword Mad Sword Chi] to luck.
In other words, the person who posted the post thought that if he had such luck, his strength would definitely be a hundred times stronger than that of [Sword Mad Sword Chi].
Then he claimed that in the battle before the opening of the hidden dragon rankings, [Sword Mad Sword Chi] would deeply experience the feeling of defeat.
"I remember this name." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] glanced at the nickname of the poster, then calmly clicked on another post.
"This group of people dare to talk so loudly, it seems that it is because of the rapid improvement in the past two days that they have begun to swell." [Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] said.
In fact, after witnessing a real strong player make a move, the top three players present understand the truth that there are people beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky.
Niu Niu even saw a post just now, thinking that their players can also compete for the place on the Qianlong list.
In this regard, he can only say that the ignorant is fearless.
"I hope the competition mode this time will be beneficial to us." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] After reading a few posts, he closed the forum.
When he and Wugenmo received the task of making trouble before, Qin Fan reminded them that they could contact those players who joined small and medium forces.
At the beginning, they also tried to find a breakthrough in this area, but they all failed.
Just like the rootless demon felt that he and the pancake demon were not playing the same game.
For those players who are struggling to survive in small forces, [Sword Mad Sword Chi] and others are living the life of their dreams.
This naturally aroused their hostility and yin and yang.
Players are the easiest to be jealous of players, especially when the game does not open the recharge interface, everything is based on their own hard work to break through.
This makes some players who are quite unsuccessful, unwilling to blame themselves for the problem, and can't rely on the problem of charging money. They can only push the reason to luck.
"Let's talk about the results." The Rootless Demon touched the blood-drinking gate blade on his waist, and then glanced at the most prominent word "eunuch" in the titles of those extremely mocking posts.
He didn't click on that post, but just thinking about it, he could guess how vicious the content would be.
Rootless Demon has always seldom used swords against players. Because of his immortal body, he was worried that he would make one deadly enemy after another, and thus fall into constant trouble.
But now it seems that I need to start letting myself go.
"Instead of arguing with them on the forum, we really should prove it with actions." [Sword Mad Sword Chi] nodded in agreement.
Immediately, the three of them began to practice internal strength and visualization skills while they were on their way, but Sister Happy took a small notebook and wrote down the names of those who posted the posts one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.
At this moment, it is on the top of the sword mountain in the Xuanfeng domain.
Some forces had arrived a few days earlier, but they were like a mob, crowded around the square in a mess, and looked at the figure standing in the center with some awe.
"Lord Yue, it seems that you are not qualified to take that seat." Ying Wuque bowed his hands to the man standing in front of him, but his tone was full of arrogance.
And there were already three figures on the three main seats behind him, and the one in the middle was Sima Kongming.
"Hahahaha, as expected of my son!"
Then he looked to Mu Che on the left and said:
"Muzhou Mu, what do you think of my son's performance?"
Mu Che squeezed a smile a little stiffly.
"Very strong, Hall Master Ying Shao should have broken through to the late stage of the Xiantian Realm, and with the help of the unique saber posture formed by him, even the masters of the Xiantian Realm Great Consummation will find it difficult to get cheap in his hands."
And an old man sitting on Sima Kongming's right took the initiative to answer the conversation:
"I believe that Hall Master Ying will definitely win a good ranking in this ranking competition."
"Thank you for the good words of old Shang." Sima Kongming treated the old man with great respect.
Not only because the other party is one of the four heads of the Kyushu Bodyguard Agency, but more importantly, he represents the contemporary Emperor Xuan.
This time Emperor Xuan asked him to assist Sima Kongming to ensure the smooth progress of the battle for the Qianlong list. He also wanted to disclose the relationship between the Kyushu Bodyguard Bureau and the Daxuan royal family, and it could also be seen as showing his muscles.
In response to Sima Kongming's polite response, Shang Zhonghe smiled and cupped his hands. He has a very clear position on himself, and it is good to be a mascot who keeps smiling.
Immediately after he saw another master of power appear on the stage, he glanced at the seven vacant positions on the left and right sides, and shook his head involuntarily.
The ownership of these fourteen chairs has been determined long ago. Even if one of these masters of power can defeat Ying Wuque, they may face even greater troubles in the future.
But for the lords of these forces, the battle for the Qianlong list this time is destined to attract much attention.
As long as he could win a seat, even if he was kicked out after sitting for a while, it would represent a rapid increase in fame.
And there are a lot of ways to realize these fame, and the only risk they may take can't compare with the large amount of benefits that can be obtained later.
boom--!
Another lord of power was knocked into the air by Ying Wuque, and just as he was about to say who else was there, a song of poetry suddenly sounded in his ears.
[The six paths are not predestined and have no roots, and the three bodies repay the fruits of the virtuous life.Love and hatred are like a phantom moon, and the Buddha's voice is deep and free. 】
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe drifting towards him. His plain clothes and white socks were spotless, and even the smile on his face seemed to be out of dust.
Looking closely at his appearance, one can see that his eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as bright as a young girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are unmatched by any woman in the world.
"Buddha son Zhishan."
Ying Wuque was faintly excited, and didn't allow the other party to speak, he had already slashed at him!
This saber pierced through the void and was soul-stirring. When the saber light suddenly appeared, it had already attracted everyone's attention from Zhishan's body!
And this shocking sword light drawn out in the air seems to swallow Zhishan right away!
This move is the first cut of Tianwen in the Eight Jue of Heavenly Swords.
Faced with this sudden blow, Zhishan just clasped his hands together, a layer of faint golden light appeared all over his body, and in the next second a huge circular air shield was formed!
clang!
It was like the sound of a copper bell striking the sky, and after another loud bang, the protective air shield was shattered, Zhishan took two steps back, his clothes were not stained with any dust, and he walked towards Ying Wuque indifferently. Li, said:
"What a handsome sword technique."
Ying Wucai said solemnly:
"The one just now should be the famous Vajra Immortal Art in the Buddhist land, but I don't know if you have been passively defending like this, you can block me a few times."
Immediately, he raised the red sleeve knife in his hand again, but was stopped by Sima Kongming who appeared beside him at some unknown time.
"Wu Que, don't be rude, even if you beat this contemporary Buddhist, you still can't beat the next three masters of Huizi generation."
Just after Sima Kongming finished speaking, a group of monks officially appeared, including three players.
And the three old monks who took the lead walked straight towards Sima Kongming, chanting the name of the Buddha. Wherever they passed, those seemingly rebellious and powerful masters bowed their heads and saluted.
"Master Hui Wu, Master Hui Xing, Master Hui Kong." Sima Kongming had known the three old monks for a long time, so Dang Li led them to the first seat on the left.
Seeing this, Hui Wu shook his head and said:
"Buddha Land does not want to compete with others. Since there are seven seats on one side, the fourth seat in the middle is more suitable for us."
Immediately, he directly crossed the first, second and third seats, and sat in the fourth seat on the left. As for the other monks, they consciously stood behind him, including the Buddha who had been in the limelight just now. Zhishan.
Seeing this, Sima Kongming frowned slightly, and when he was about to speak to persuade him again, he saw a snowflake falling in front of his eyes inexplicably.
"This kind of celestial change. Could it be?"
Before he could utter his guess, a cold chant resounded through the audience with the falling snowflakes.
[Lonely, pity, dream, and lonely empty shadow, where do the remaining flowers and the moon go now?The wind stops singing, the frost paints the night, the snow is bright and the sky is clear, dancing in the world of mortals. 】
At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the beautiful figure under the snow all over the sky.
"War?" The moment the cold word came out of his mouth, the leisurely falling silver flakes had already turned into howling blizzards, as if they were about to drown Ying Wucai.
Ying Wuque held the handle of the Red Sleeve Knife with some eagerness to move, then shook his head helplessly and said:
"Before I was defeated by you with one move, but now my strength is no longer comparable, but when I think back to that battle, I still feel that I still have no chance of winning against you now."
As soon as he said this, it caused a lot of discussion around him.
"Hall master Ying Shao means that the Buddha's son is not as good as the Daoist?"
"That's for sure. Didn't you see that Hall Master Ying's knife forced the Buddha back two steps at the beginning, but he said that he could defeat him with one move."
"It's not unreasonable to be able to win with one move. But with the arrogance of the young hall master, if it weren't for the fact, he would not admit it so simply."
"Then can I understand that Daozi can also defeat Buddha with one move?"
"There's nothing wrong with you thinking so."
And the Buddhist son Zhishan who was at the center of the topic did not have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process. He was just quietly admiring the falling snow. On the contrary, Huixing standing in front of him was a little displeased.
Just when he was about to use spiritual coercion to interrupt everyone's discussion on the Buddha, and even turned to the Buddha's land and the Dao domain.
Xue Wuxia gently shook her head:
"Do not."
Ying Wuque was a little puzzled, but saw that Xue Wuxia moved aside, and as she restrained her momentum, there was only snow falling one meter around her, and a poem sounded inexplicably.
[Yin and Yang are separated, the universe is raining, and the world is empty and sorrowful.The sea of stars is lonely, the clouds are scattered and the smoke is thin, and I ask the common people to Xiaoyao alone. 】
I saw a man in Taoist robes walking out of the crowd, his gestures were indescribably chic and unrestrained, but when he met his eyes, there was an indescribable weirdness.
Because he had a pair of eyes that didn't match his temperament, and the cautiousness revealed in the depths of his eyes made everyone who was happy to watch the excitement suspect that some natural disaster would suddenly come.
"Your opponent is me."
Hearing Ning Xiaoyao's words, the corners of Ying Wuque's eyes trembled slightly, the former Daoist impressed him very deeply.
Although he passed out after one move with Xue Wuxia before, it seemed that he had no contact with the other party.
But after he woke up, he was sent by Ying Tianhong to deal with the mess left by the former Taoist.
The ghost knows what the other party thinks. When he lived in Zhudaotang, he set up hundreds of large formations around his house. I heard that the other party took some of them when he left, leaving only some worthless ones.
Before going to Wandu Palace, Ying Wuque had been clearing these formations.
So now he is very worried that the other party will continue to smash the map if he disagrees.
But Ning Xiaoyao's focus was not on Ying Wuque, his eyes were always vigilantly wandering between Sima Kongming and the three old monks of Fotu.
Then he said eagerly:
"Just one trick, come on."
Before he could give a complete answer, he pointed out that this finger was full of a strange implication.
It can be said to be powerful but implicit, strong but gentle, strong but invisible.
The melon-eaters watching the battle couldn't perceive how powerful this finger was, only Ying Wuque felt a strong threat of death!
And this trick is exactly the three-finger flick to the sky · Posha in the 24 solar terms frightening finger!
At that moment, Ying Wucai gave up the Heavenly Knife he had just mastered, and instead used the Twilight Drizzle Red Sleeve Knife that he was best at!
I saw a magnificent knife light caught everyone's eyes!
The saber technique of this saber is beautiful and treacherous, fast and fierce, it hits this strange finger directly, and the rippling crimson immediately envelops it tightly.
But after a flash of bright light, the light of the knife shattered, and the finger force stopped a foot in front of Ying Wuque's forehead, but dissipated inexplicably.
"It should be fine." Although Ning Xiaoyao seemed to be asking Ying Wuque, he actually looked at Xue Wuxia who was not far away.
After seeing Xue Wuxia nod slightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Ying Wuque's answer, he waved back, followed by the three elders of the Dao domain, Wang Chongyang and Yin Bukui, and three players in Taoist robes. Get out of it.
Everyone went straight to the seven empty seats on the right, apparently they didn't intend to sit on the same side as Buddha Land from the beginning.
Ning Xiaoyao suggested:
"How about we pick the fourth one too?"
He actually agrees with what Huiwu said before, the fourth seat is just right for him to take the middle seat, and he doesn't need to attract too much attention.
Although his defeat of Ying Wuque with one finger has already attracted countless attentions, but he is very calm. After all, there are still many monsters behind, and soon he will be temporarily forgotten by these people.
Then he looked at Xue Wuxia full of expectation.
Xue Wuxia nodded, and sat down on the fourth seat on the right without hesitation. The three elders of the Dao Domain and Wang Chongyang stood behind him calmly like guardians.
The three players and Yin Bukui looked around curiously.
The moment the players from the Dao Domain and the players from the Buddha Land met their gazes, the atmosphere suddenly became anxious, and there were even more hidden streaks of lightning that began to collide with each other.
Thanks to Captain Sail for the 5000 point reward!
(End of this chapter)