All my disciples are sand sculpture players

But these individual players still faced the scoldings tenaciously and continued to protest! It was even louder and noisier!

But soon, a scene happened that made Mo Jian dumbfounded.

"I just refuse to accept it, and I will continue to protest. I...ah, who will hit me!"

"what happened? Who is attacking me? ah! I'm pregnant!"

"Who is it? Why... Wow! Why is there a hole in my chest?"

……

While these 4,000 individual players were protesting loudly, the players from the Star Palace, the Golden Dragon Clan and the Demon Clan working group all started to do evil tricks without saying a word!

Every move is absolutely vicious, either to rip out the heart or to kill with one blow!

Less than ten breaths!

Four thousand individual players were killed!

Although this scene was extremely shocking, what made Mo Jian vomit blood the most was the words about killing these fellow Yanhuang Sect disciples.

"Oh my god, he is worthy of being the eldest brother of Mojian with 101 Demonic Marks, he is so strong! He actually managed to kill these harpies with magic pressure!"

"These weaklings are too noisy and disturb the noble 101 Demon Marks’ super-strong BOSS Brother Mojian! Being shocked to death by Brother Mojian's invisible demonic energy, well, it makes sense!"

"Damn it, you are so shameless! Obviously... it's obviously Brother Mojian who was so domineering and domineering, okay?"

"Is this the strength of 101 Demonic Marks? It's so terrifying!"

"It was too cruel. These casual people died miserably. However, it was considered an honorable death for them to die at the hands of Brother Mojian with 101 magic marks!"

"Have a good journey, good brother. Since you burped...hey, does this guy still have Golden Deep Sea King skewers? Yes, it’s mine!"

……

Mojian stared dumbfoundedly at the Yanhuang Sect disciples in front of him. Not only did they brutally kill their Sanren brothers from the same sect, but they also looted everything on their bodies. The most important thing was... hundreds of thousands of people also unanimously said that the murderers would be killed. Does the blame fall entirely on yourself?

Mojian has seen shameless people!

But I have never seen such a shameless person!

He was just talking nonsense in front of him, and everyone was still talking about it, and what he said seemed to be true!

If I hadn't seen this demon riding a horse with my own eyes, I would have almost believed it!

"Ah, this……"Brother Bolan was also stupid.

Although this group of individual players was indeed so noisy that it made my ears hurt.

But you guys started too quickly, right?

It's almost time for me to draw my sword, but before I can take action, all the people are slaughtered by you? never mind!

So be it!

At the beginning of the new plot, four thousand cute new players died tragically at the hands of the big boss Mo Jian with 101 magic marks. It is very reasonable, right?

"Sorry, Brother Mojian! I actually asked you to activate your Demon King's Haki to kill these harpies!"At this time, Brother Bolan stood up and said with a little embarrassment.

"？？？"Mo Jian tilted his head.

What is the Demon King's Haki?

When did this demon take action?

Your Yanhuang Sect is too shameless, right?

Although this demon’s original plan was to command an army to ambush and kill you!

But I will not take the blame for the murder of these four thousand people!

Really don’t memorize it!

At this time, after the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect slaughtered their fellow disciples, they started to exchange their thoughts one after another.

"Hey, Brother Mojian is so well-educated. If it were me, I would have killed those scattered people the moment they appeared. Mader was so noisy!"

"That is, I pulled out the knife at that time. If you guys weren't so fast, I would have killed a large area with one big move!"

"Haha, you deserve your slow hand speed! I just took action and killed a dozen of them in seconds. Those harpies probably didn’t even know how they died! Anyway, when the time comes, just say that the big boss, Brother Mojian, is too strong, and the magic pressure will shock them to death, and that’s it!"

"Damn it, you are so shameless!"

"It makes sense. I learned it and can definitely use it next time!"

"Show! Next time I kill someone, I will also say that Brother Mojian’s magic pressure was too strong to kill him! Reasonable, so reasonable! After all, he is a man with 101 demonic marks!"

"Are you happy? Although Brother Mojian is indeed invincible in 101 Demonic Marks, it is still unclear whether he can survive this plot!"

……

After listening to the words of these Yanhuang Sect disciples, Mojian glanced at the dead bodies of more than 4,000 casual disciples of the Yanhuang Sect on the ground... For a moment

, Mojian didn't even know what he was seeing. Is it true? Or is the Yanhuang Sect acting?

But if it was acting... why did they kill their fellow disciples... everyone was laughing and riding horses so happily? at the same time.

In the Resurrection Hall of Yanhuang Sect.

The morale of the four thousand individual players who were killed and resurrected was completely shattered at this moment!

"Hey, the arm can't twist the tank, it's gone!"

"Let's break up, let's break up, Planner Gou doesn't care about the life and death of us Sanren players at all!"

"Damn it, do you tolerate being killed like this?"

"What to do? They are mainstream players who follow the deputy sect master. They have professional training and plenty of contribution points. Either they can make money or they can lose their money! What are we fighting for?"

"So far, I only have an eighth-level heavenly weapon that I picked up. I spent all the contribution points I saved and only strengthened the ghost pattern by +5. How can I fight this!"

"Me too, I only have Sky Fire +5!"

"Not only is it a matter of strength, there are hundreds of thousands of players in the Star Palace alone, and we only have a few thousand people. How can we fight this?"

"Let's break up!"

……

In the Resurrection Hall, most of the four thousand individual players who had persisted until now shook their heads and gave up the fight.

In the end, only 500 individual players were left, still gathered in the Resurrection Hall, still unwilling to accept all this.

"I don’t accept it!"

"I’m not convinced either!"

"That is, even if there are only 500 of us, we will fight to the end!"

"It's well said, with this kind of ambition, you are the real good man of Yanhuang! Come on, let me take you flying!"

"？？？"

……

When the five hundred individual players were encouraging each other, they heard an extremely discordant voice. After they all turned their heads, they were all shocked!

Because what appeared in front of me turned out to be a legend within a legend!

ID: Beef noodles!