Lord God Xiaoyao

Blood, constantly flowing!

On the ground paved with bluestone of the Emei School, blood continuously gathered together to form a pool of blood.

A corpse was lying on the ground. Their faces were pale, they had lost their luster, and their eyes were blank, and they had died early.

"Exterminate Emei, dominate the world!"

"The hero of the gang leader, Wencheng Wude, for thousands of years, dominate the rivers and lakes,"

"The hero of the gang leader, boundless mana, invincible, and invincible!"

The words of flattery continue to ring among the players. This group of players has no bottom line of morality, and it is simply a one-sided thing. Even those who have a bottom line are submerged in the army of flattery.

Pan Feng stood in the center of the hall, looking at the remaining power of the Emei faction in front of the hall, his chief dogleg Zijianjun shouted into the inside: "Master Guo, the Emei faction has shed enough blood,"

"Let's surrender now. As long as you surrender and abolish your martial arts, my hero has promised to let Emei disciples go down the mountain."

"You should also consider Emei disciples. They all have parents. If they die, I don't know how many families are sad."

There was no sound in the hall, and no movement was heard. Sword Monarch was involuntarily angry. He began to reprimand and preach: "Guo Zushi seems to be a deceiver of the world, and you are still afraid of death if you do not return."

"I want to use the remaining Emei disciples as bait to gain time for myself to escape,"

"It's in vain to think that Emei is a decent person, and I don't hesitate to run into Emei for hundreds of miles. I never expected Emei to be such a commodity. It is really chilling."

"set fire!"

"After today, there will be no more Emei!" Pan Feng became impatient, and he directly issued the final order.

A player immediately began to pile up the prepared dry wood and hay in the main hall. Under the power of the player's crowd, the hall was filled with weeds and dry wood in a blink of an eye.

One by one, the burning torches were directly thrown out, the dry grass was instantly ignited, and the raging flames began to rise, and a stream of black smoke continued to rise.

"Xiong gang leader, this Emei faction is afraid that he has run away," Jianjun preached, standing beside Pan Feng.

"Let's run, if they don't run, how can the world know my name as a dominant player," Pan Feng said lightly.

He had long known that Guo Xiang led some of the remaining Emei faction and ran away. Guo Xiang was not an ordinary person, but he fled all the way to the hall. How could he know that this was a dead end, as long as he surrounded the hall, there was no need to attack. Just set it on fire. ,

So when Guo Xiang fled into the hall, Pan Feng knew that Guo Xiang would use the secret road to escape, but he knew in his heart that he did not intend to pursue it. This battle destroyed Emei, but the thirty-six rides he brought had already lost five people.

This is the confidant strength he has cultivated in the past few years. If it were not for Liwei’s battle, he would not dare to attack like this. The secret path chase is the most dangerous. He is not worried about himself, but this confidant will die a few more. I am very sure of that.

This confidant still has a great use. After all, he is not strong enough now. The destruction of Emei is to establish a prestige, recruit the world's evil masters, and a large number of players.

There is no confidant how to control them, when they are emptied, he will become a target, and he has no rights.

"The word Sword King breaks Emei this time, you are the first among the strangers. From today onwards, you will be the deacon of Emei Fenduzuo. You will recruit foreigners to me and beat me to the name of the World Club and conquer the Sifang village of Emei."

"I want the villages to surrender, and all of them will be under the control of the World Association. Then I will arrange for you strangers to be the village chiefs."

"Thank you for your appreciation, I will not hesitate to fight the word "Jianjun" even if I go through fire and water," Jianjun said with his fists in his hands.

The power of the player is relatively vain, and it is unbearable if there are no millions, but it is fine to use the player to govern NPC. The cultural level of this player is placed in the ancient society. Everyone is talented, and the governance of a small village is not a waste. The power of blowing dust.

He wants the player to control all the villages, all under the rule of the Tianxiahui, the player will not be loyal, but this NPC native is different.

Players are now weak and unable to suppress the martial arts, it is not difficult to suppress some indigenous people.

Moreover, he only needs to pay some cheap martial arts cheats, and he will naturally be able to let the players contribute money and continue to build villages.

At that time, how can these indigenous people not return to their hearts? This is the power of the foundation of his emperor's Dragon Qi.

He dare not touch the city now. The power of the court is too strong, but the village is occupied. This is also a lot of power. At that time, he will recruit the evildoers and conquer the martial arts near Emei.

Seeing the figure of Jianjun leaving, Pan Feng slightly raised the corner of his mouth. The example has been set. Next, it is time for players to surrender. To tell the truth, he does not need to play high now, which is useless for him.

What he wants is management talents. There are so many talents among the players. What kind of talents are not available, unless the world doesn't allow them, he can do it with guns and bullets.

Even after a period of time, players stand firm, all kinds of modern supermarkets and banks will blossom everywhere, and advanced management concepts will surely crush many stores.

In the distance, on the mountainside of Mount Emei, looking at the thick black smoke in the evening.

"Sister, we don't have to hesitate now, this Emei school has been destroyed, and all our efforts for many days have been turned into water,"

"Will this world be the next expansion?"

"As the next meeting is going to be great today, this tyrant killed Dugu and Yihe with two punches. Obviously he is already a great master and has the strength to go to the top of the list."

"The situation in the world has changed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But this Emei is the pillar of the righteous way. Guo Xiang also managed to escape. He will definitely not give up, and will gather the righteous way to conquer the world,"

"This is our opportunity. The battles are the time for my players to rise. If the world is flat, how can there be soil for my players to toss? The game company has the intention."

"Sister, what should we do?"

"Go to Master Guo Xiang, now the situation is very different, there are too many players in the world, we do not have the advantage, on the contrary, Emei is good, we have become the only surviving seedlings, and we must be taken seriously."

"Especially Zhang Sanfeng, the little fan brother of Patriarch Guo Xiang, who is the fifth great master in the sky list. This is not his peak strength. It is because of the suppression of the plot. When the plot of Yitian ends, the ranking will be improved."

"The number one in the world is Dugu seeking defeat, but the second sweeping monk may not have beaten Zhang Sanfeng, even if it doesn't work, it is expected to be the top three."

"But we also have to prepare with both hands. Send some players to join the World Club. Whoever is strong, follow. This is the way for my players to survive."