Chapter 144 Robbering

Sigh, a bone arrow brushed Chang Heng's ear and shot, landed on the mountain stone beside him, and went deep ** in, leaving only a section of tail feathers trembling violently outside.

Chang Heng held a gun alone, pulled out the spine of the red flame beast on the ground, turned around with no expression, and looked at the place where the bone arrow was shot. If he hadn't been careful just now, the arrow would have shot his head and then nailed the seriously injured red flame beast to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I failed just now." Facing Chang Heng's cold eyes, the player who shot this arrow shrugged his shoulders, laughed and made an indifferent posture. The players around him all sneered and looked at Chang Heng maliciously.

Chang Heng glanced at their waist, snorted coldly, and turned around to continue to kill the red flame beast.

"It's really gutless." Seeing Chang Heng turn around, the archery player spit out a mouthful of saliva and said contemptuously.

"Unfortunately, don't give us a chance, otherwise he will get at least dozens of red flame beast spines, and I have seen him kill a lot of red flame beasts." A player next to him said.

"Tell me to say that there is no need to be so troublesome. Go straight to kill him. Everything on him is ours." Another player is a little impatient.

"Be quiet, there are so many people here, do you think we will become the target of public criticism?" The archery player stared at him fiercely and looked at Chang Heng again. This boy is not weak. If he really fights for his life, maybe some of us will be pulled away by him. And you didn't see that he just came with others. If we can't solve him immediately, those people will come to help. We don't care about it, and we can't take much advantage of it, and it's easy to offend others.

With the increase of players and the decrease of red flame beasts, the atmosphere in the Falling Flame Valley is becoming more and more strange. Many players began to be alert to each other, and some players who do missions together gathered and no longer scattered monsters.

"There are too many people. It's so strange that it can't be used by so many people." Nalan waved his sword to solve a red flame beast, took a look at the situation around him, and frowned and said.

"Everyone, be careful not to be shady." Nalan Binghua said coldly.

"How many red flame beast spines have you got?" Nalan asked in the sky.

"I have 15 here."

"I have 18 of them."

"I have 17 of them."

......

The members of the Nalan family handed over the vertebrae of the red flame beast they had obtained to Nalan's long empty hands, with a total of only more than 90, less than 100.

"The red flame beast is easy to kill, but there are too many people here to grab it at all, and they can't do it." A player of the Nalan family said depressedly.

If it had been put aside in previous games, some gangs would have begun to clear the scene, but the punishment for death here is too heavy, and no gang dared to risk a large number of members dying to do such a thing that is not very beneficial.

"There's nothing you can do, just put up with it. When the level is high, there is still a chance not to start from scratch once you die. That's the time for PK. Nalan sighed.

After the demon baby period, if the body is gone, the demon baby can be reborn, which is a chance to avoid death, and the witch also has a soul bone charm, which can make the soul rebirth, which is similar to that of the demon clan. However, this requires a high level or above, and their current strength still can't afford to die.

"Daw, this is mine." Suddenly, a roar sounded, and a player looked at several people in front of him angrily. Among them lay a red flame beast that had lost its breath.

"Yours? Is your name on it? A player opposite sneered, didn't wait for the other party to answer, picked up the axe in his hand and suddenly split it.

"You?" The player was shocked, and the bone spear in his hand struggled to block it. With a click, the bone spear was cut off, and the person took the opportunity to fly back.

"Dare to fight with us, brothers, kill him." The other party had to ignore others and then killed him.

"You will regret it." After being cut off the bone spear, the player took out another bone gun, fought a few moves with the opponent, and was beaten and retreated. He was almost hit by the other party's weapon several times, which was dangerous.

"Who saved my life? I have more than 20 red flame beast bones on my body, all of which are given to him." In a hurry, the player shouted.

Hearing this, the players around were ready to move, and several players on the opposite side changed their faces rapidly. The leading player with an axe shouted, "The temples are doing things here. I hope everyone will be convenient."

"The Temples?" One of the top ten gangs of the previous game, the name is still loud enough. Some players who wanted to act changed slightly and retreated one after another, and some even blocked the player's retreat in the back.

"What evidence proves that you are from the temples?" At this time, a voice sounded, and everyone looked sideways and saw a man holding a long gun with a pale face.

"Evidence?" Several players looked at each other in constersibility. The establishment of a gang is just a greeting to the surrounding players. There is no so-called gang administrator to prove it, and there is no gang's shoulder seal or anything. Where can you get the evidence from?

"If there is no evidence, it is false. Do you dare to pretend to be the people of the temples? As an old friend of the king of the gods, I will never let you go." The man stepped under his feet, and his body rose into the air and rushed fiercely.

"Yes, who dares to say that they are the people of the temples?" Someone around was moved and was about to step forward, but they were pulled by friends next to him.

"You are stupid. What kind of power is the temple? If he is not from the temple, how dare he say so?"

"That man did this..." The man still had doubts, and his friend said it directly. That's a low-key little witch. Haven't you seen the video? The low-key little witch and the king of the gods are a deadly hatred, and the king of the gods fell in his hands twice.

"So it is." Hearing this, this person no longer dares to move.

"People of the temples, can't we go up?" Nalan Changkong looked excited and asked Nalan Binghua.

"Wait a minute." Nalan Binghua said calmly. These people are not low-key opponents, and it's useless for us to go up.

"So it's you, a low-key little witch." At this time, several players of the temples also recognized Chang Heng. Let's go together and kill him first to vent his anger on the lord.

With that, several people abandoned the player and rushed to Changheng.

"It turns out that you have hatred, so don't blame me for not keeping your promise." The player saw that he had relieved his siege and quietly withdrew from the crowd, and was about to leave.

"Where are you going, this friend?" Nalan stood in front of him with a smile, and the tip of the sword almost reached his face.

"Open." In the face of the aggressive people, Chang Heng held a gun in both hands and was condescending in mid-air, and split the Feilian gun as a stick. The oncoming player exhaled, and the huge axe in his hand went up to the top, and heard a bang. The powerful anti-shock force shook Chang Heng upside down, and the player also stepped back a few steps and almost sat on the ground.

A little on the ground with your toes, often balance your body like a wandering dragon, bullying your body and facing each other. Flames rose from the gun, and a fire dragon circled on it and couldn't help roaring. With the environment in the Falling Flame Valley, Chang Heng's strength has increased by at least 30%.

"Go to hell, how to hunt tigers." A player held a bone knife, turned his feet, brushed several times in a row, and the flame on his body condensed into a looming tiger shadow, roared at Chang Heng, and suddenly rushed over.

"Breaking and empty." A strong bow appeared in the hands of a player of the Dijiang family. A three-foot long bone arrow was placed on it, pulled hard, and his face turned red, and finally slowly pulled the strong bow away.

At the same time, several other people displayed their martial arts and tactics inherited from the ancestral witch and besieged Chang Heng.

"Sure enough, different people have different inheritances, even the same ancestral witch." Seeing the various martial arts performed by the other party, Chang Heng's eyes lit up, his face suddenly looked solemn, and his body stood straight, so he had to show his own iron-blooded gun method.