Chapter 3 Don't hate me, you asked for it

"The sword of the emperor! It's you. This is really a narrow enemy's road. Xu Feng stopped moving forward, blocked directly in the middle of the road, and said to the leading player among them with a cold look.

The Tuhuang battle knife with a huge steel knife on his back, heard Xu Feng's shouting, and then he realized that he stopped the fight with his companions and looked at the angry voice with a doubtful face, "It's you!" When he saw Xu Feng's appearance, the Tuhuang sword immediately became suspicious, and then turned into horror. You know, the loss of their Tuhuang Guild in Xu Feng's hands in the past half month was extremely heavy.

Although there were more than a dozen people around him, for some reason, in Xu Feng's extremely calm and terrible eyes, there was a chill on his back.

"It's really a enemy. It just so happens that our guild is wanted you."

Although the butcher's sword stood there, Xu Feng's portrait can be said to be that almost every member of the Butcher's Guild is familiar with it, so next to the Butcher's sword, the soldiers wrapped in light armor immediately came out more and more, pointing to Xu Feng and scolded angrily.

"So what?" Xu Feng turned his head and looked at him indifferently, with unspeakably boring eyes.

"So..." The soldier was stunned. Shouldn't he be afraid? He has five more than him, and no matter how powerful he is, there is only one person. How can he be so calm? He must be pretending. Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly spewed fire and sarcastically, "Continue to pretend, continue to pretend!"

After saying that, he took the mace on his back in his hand and looked fierce, "Kid, it's over if you want to run now."

At this time, the butcher's sword has also returned to the earth, and immediately pulled out the huge knife in his hand. "Brothers, come on, I will invite you to Hongfu Building to eat the most expensive seafood in the evening." Even if you experience so many people, I don't believe that you can fly out of the sky. Thinking of this, the stubborn face of the Butcher's sword is full of fierceness.

"It's not easy to have a white name!" Xu Feng looked up to the sky and sighed faintly. He had just got a white name, and now he has a red name again. How much PK value?

When Xu Feng lowered his head, the members of the Tuhuang Guild who were about to surround Xu Feng felt a bone-invasive cold from above their heads, and several of them looked up when they were about to look up...

Countless bitter cold stars are like hail, overwhelming, bursting down crazily in their circles.

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-121, -151, -205, -107...

Like the Arctic land, there are countless humanoid ice cubes standing in this narrow mountain. More than a dozen people of the Tuhuang Guild, including the Tuhuang's sword, who have been waiting for a long time, have been hit by this sudden frost star.

"Fireworks, the pool of flames!"

Two advanced group attack skills waved towards them one after another from Xu Feng's hands...

In the sea of fire storm, countless numbers lit up from their heads.

"I'm the grass!"

"What's going on?"

"Do you remember?"

......

Several people who were frozen and unable to move scolded Xu Feng one after another, and everyone was both shocked and angry.

Xu Feng directly ignored their anger and scolding, and the movements in his hand were not merciful. A series of single attack skills waved away from his hand and smashed them through the air.

More intensive damage rises from their heads.

As soon as the freezing time passed, there were four players left in the Slaughter Guild. The other two players with low defenses were taken care of by Xu Feng. They put down Xu Feng's bullet-like offering and ended up with hatred, leaving equipment and items on the ground.

The two players were not well-equipped players at first glance, so Xu Feng did not pay attention to the equipment on the ground. It was not that he did not pick them up, but that he really did not have extra backpack space.

When the Tuhuang's sword opened various states angrily and replenished his HP, Xu Feng had opened the distance slightly, and then the spell in his hand locked another target and continued to bomb ruthlessly.

It didn't take long for the unlucky player to fall down again after being attacked by a double sea of fire and Xu Feng from the side.

From ten to seven eight, there is a stunned butcher's sword and two other players, including the warrior who had previously challenged Xu Feng.

The HP of the other two was less than half. At this time, both of them had no fighting spirit. They braved the sea of fire under their feet and the dense storms around them, and ran down the mountain with fear.

"Run away?"

Xu Feng was stunned, but his reaction was very fast. Others could run away, but the butcher's sword could not run away, because his feud with the Emperor's guild could be said to be caused by the slaughtered emperor's knife, so Xu Feng had to thank him for hosting him.

Without any hesitation, a cold arrow accurately hit the butcher's sword under the wave of Xu Feng, making his already unhappy speed drop sharply by a large layer.

The butcher's sword knows that if it goes on like this, it will be a life-threate. It's better to face the enemy and die beautifully.

"I didn't expect your technology to improve so fast."

The Butcher's sword knows that the resistance has been ineffective, and it is not making unnecessary resistance at present. Instead, he stood still with a frost and said angrily. After all, Xu Feng could abuse him at level 11 in the past, not to mention that he has greatly improved his technology and equipment.

"It's your technology that has not improved at all." Xu Feng looked at him who pretended to be calm in front of him and said sarcastically.

"Huh, is it useful to say this?" At this time, Tuhuang's sword had already gone out. Thinking of the first meeting before, he was still a level 11 little mage. Unexpectedly, half a month later, Xu Feng's growth made him feel a kind of trembling from the bottom of his heart. At this time, he was shocked and angry.

"If there is nothing to say, then I will send you back to the city..." Xu Feng's eyes are like a mirror, clearly reflecting the extremely angry expression of the butcher's sword.

"I want to talk about grass..."

Before he finished his dirty words, he turned into a white light under the attack of Xu Feng's rhinoceros and returned to the city for free.

"Not bad..."

At this moment, he killed him, but Xu Feng's mood was a little surprised by his mood at this time, but he still quickly recovered, then put away the expression on his face, went flatly to the place where several pieces of equipment were falling, and checked whether there were valuable items in it, but he searched for about half a minute. , he found a piece of equipment that made him quite satisfied. This is a purple level +6 robe, but it is slightly worse than this wing shadow robe on his body, so Xu Feng did not change it.

Put this equipment into an empty backpack, and the extra pills were filled by him with the MP he consumed.

"Alas, it's a red name again, with more than 80 points of PK value." Looking at his own panel, the evil PK value in the personal attribute bar, and the eye-catching number, Xu Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's been like this several times. As a mage, you can't escape or lose your first hand." Therefore, Xu Feng is actively PK, so that his PK value is almost always in a state of red name.

"It seems that we have to find another place to remove this hateful yellow name first."

Xu Feng carried his hand on his back, and then sighed and walked down the mountain. He joked that if he still painted his name at the antler, he would be found by the people of the Butcher's Guild. Although he was not afraid to come to more than a dozen, it refers to ordinary members. If he is a master at the level of ghost eyes, there will come many Xu Feng did not dare to boast that he was safe and sound.

After all, he is making progress, and others will also make progress.

The only good choice to go down the mountain, but when he was about to reach the bottom of the mountain, he was stopped by a mysterious player in a black robe and a red sword.

Xu Feng looked at him warily. His face was blocked by a black cloth. He couldn't see his face clearly. All he knew was that his eyes were like ink, like a deep pool.

"Don't worry." The mysterious man opened his mouth faintly, and his voice seemed to be far and near, which was very strange.

"Oh!" Xu Feng answered quietly, not saying that he was nervous or that he was not nervous. After half a month of devil training, he knew the benefits of mastering the initiative.

"Not bad." Looking at Xu Feng's light expression in front of him, the mysterious man nodded with satisfaction, "I don't know if you are interested in joining an organization."