Hearing the words of the night, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

It's too bad!

But for this arrangement of the night, they have no way to refute it at all!

Although Xiao Feng is a Khitan, there are no other stains except for the killing of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and the serious injury of Xuan Ku by a sneak attack.

Before that, he was a great hero admired by everyone in the Central Plains martial arts.

And Ye Weiming had just almost cleared Xiao Feng's suspicions in these two matters.

It is indeed unfair for such a person to say that he is a wicked person.

In comparison, it must be that those Liao soldiers who always like to come to Han to fight in the grass valley when they have nothing to do are much more hateful.

If they didn't dare to go into battle to kill those people, what reason was there to hold on to the fact that Xiao Feng was a Khitan?

But going into battle to join the army and accept discipline is something that they can't accept as lawless people in the rivers and lakes.

For a moment, everyone didn't know how to answer the night's unclear words.

It's just a one-hit kill for NPCs, and those accompanying players really don't care about this.

Seeing that his mission was about to be lost by a mouth cannon in the night, of course some of the players in this group couldn't sit still.

One of them hid behind the crowd and said directly: "With a Khitan dog thief like Xiao Feng, you don't need to do anything about the morality of the rivers and lakes, everyone will go up side by side and kill him!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the other players in the same company instantly woke up and immediately shot together, but they didn't dare to face Xiao Feng's super boss who didn't know how many levels, but attacked in the direction of the night.

Ye Weiming saw the depression in his heart!

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he had firmly remembered the appearance of the person who spoke. When I look back, it is inevitable to retaliate against the other party.

But at the moment, he doesn't have any means to balance these players, so he can only helplessly sigh that the existence of players is too easy to make trouble.

Ye Weiming has no way for players, but Xiao Feng is different.

Seeing that more than a dozen players were using it, Xiao Feng laughed violently, followed by the sound of the dragon's groan, and an unpretentious dragon-shaped palm power directly blasted all the players who rushed up to fly out one after another, and one person fell on his back.

At this stage, those who can receive such a heavyweight task as encircling and suppressing Xiao Feng are undoubtedly not masters among players.

But the word master also depends on who you compare with!

Compared with ordinary players, they are of course masters among masters, but such masters may not be able to take it into their eyes even if the night is not clear, how can they catch Xiao Feng's front palm?

Among them, two of them had relatively brittle skins, and they were directly taken away by Xiao Feng's group attack, and turned into white light to return to the live report.

In any story mission, NPC killing a player is not called killing, but can only be counted as an attack, or it is more accurate to defeat it.

After all, players can be resurrected indefinitely, and their lives, naturally, cannot be evaluated on an equal footing with the lives of NPCs.

At this point, the system is relatively fair.

However, as the players and Xiao Feng began to work, it naturally meant that the initial stage of reasoning had passed. The NPCs who had been so frightened by the night before that they had nothing to say stopped talking, but instead used their own abilities to join the battle.

Unlike those players, they didn't dare to attack Ye Weiming, the imperial eagle dog, and Ah Zhu, a weak woman who seemed to be easy to bully, so they could only launch a siege on Xiao Feng with all their might.

They didn't dare to do anything to Ye Weiming, naturally because they were afraid of being liquidated by the imperial court;

As for the reason why I didn't dare to do anything to Azhu, it was because it was too embarrassing!

A scuffle ensued.

Xiao Feng is one against a hundred, but he is not afraid at all.

Even in the face of everyone's joint siege, he can still be merciful to his subordinates, only shoot the player to death, and although the NPC is also very heavy, it is injured but not killed, showing the demeanor of a generation of masters.

For this situation, Ye Weiming sees it in his eyes, but he is anxious in his heart.

If they are allowed to continue to fight at the current pace, Xiao Feng's fate will probably return to the right track again, leaving a shadow in his heart that can never be erased after the big killing!

This is the result of Ye Weiming's absolute unwillingness to see it.

But in this situation, he needs to help Azhu treat his injuries all the time, but there is no way to stop things from developing towards that irretrievable situation.

How good is that?

Just when Ye Weiming was very anxious, he suddenly saw a red figure flash in the crowd, and someone took advantage of Qiao Feng's entangled NPC masters and couldn't get out, so he directly broke through his blockade and rushed straight towards Ye Weiming.

Ye Weiming's eyes stared, and he immediately recognized the appearance of the person who came.

It is actually a disciple of the original Wudang faction, and now a descendant of South Shaolin in Putian...... Yunhua Shangxian!

But he saw that he was wearing a bright red monk's robe, and he was carrying a sword with cold light in his hand, and his figure was like a ghost shuttling through the crowd.

The body and sword skills used by this guy...... Could it be that he has become the successor of the "Sword Technique of Warding Off Evil Spirits" like Jiang Jinjiu?

In other words, isn't the "Sword Spectrum to Warding Off Evil Spirits" in the hands of Lin Pingzi now?

As for its other version, it is also the "Sunflower Treasure Book" in the undefeated hands of the East, what does it have to do with the Shaolin faction?

Wait a minute!

Putian, South Shaolin!

Ye Weiming's mind flashed with inspiration, and he seemed to understand something.

However, it is obviously not the point to pursue the other party's inheritance now.

The real focus is still on the big thing of changing one's life against the sky!

Eyunhua's immortal shot finally made Ye Weiming think of a way to break the game with the best of both worlds.

silently said sorry to Ah Zhu in his heart, Ye Weiming's figure flashed to the side suddenly, and at the same time pretended to be unable to dodge in a panic, but he avoided the vital point in his heart, but he gave up the position that was not critical, and let the other party stab him with a sword.

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The strength of Ye Weiming is indeed strong, even a lot stronger than ordinary players.

But his strength is strong in attack and recovery, even if his defense is much higher than the player's average line, but it is definitely not a hard tank that has practiced "King Kong is not bad".

In addition, Yunhua Shangxian's attack power itself was also extremely explosive, and under the sword, he was directly stabbed by the other party in a transparent hole, and half of the sword tip emerged from his chest.

Even if it wasn't a critical hit, it took nearly two-fifths of Night's life.

Receiving this blow, Ye Weiming immediately screamed, and had to let go of the right palm on Azhu's left hand, turned around and raised a straight middle finger towards Nanhua Shangxian.

Seeing Ye Weiming make such an insulting gesture, Nanhua Shangxian was not only angry, but felt extremely happy in his heart.

The night is not bright, is it?

Is the swordsman that everyone in the rivers and lakes fears?

Isn't it true that the public gate is a saint?

How about now, it's not that I can't change hands after being stabbed by Lao Tzu, so I can only use this incompetent and angry way to express my dissatisfaction with the middle finger?

The next moment......

"Poof!"

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A critical hit number that exceeded the upper limit of the immortal blood on Yunhua by more than ten times floated above his head.

Nanhua Shangxian's body directly turned into a white light, and with a look of confusion, he replied to the live report.

(End of chapter)