Seeing that our Minjiang faction suddenly made a big move, the direction was not to join the battlefield, but to withdraw from the headquarters of the Imperial Knights. Huluzi's eyes changed slightly and he hurriedly sent a message out.

There are 100,000 people in a gang, but those who usually stay in the steward may be less than 5,000. After all, everyone is here to play games, not to go to the company. No one is interested in serving. Players who join the gang and have never appeared in the steward in the gang are never a minority. My green bull has also been running around all year round. I have been back several times when the Wandu Island branch has gone back. I can hardly remember the time when the Minjiang headquarters went back last time.

Our Minjiang Sect sent this 5,000 people on the Taiyuan battlefield, no matter which side we were invested, it was a combat power that would determine the surname. I flew up in the air with my sword and called the pastor Huanhuan, asking him to summon all the Minjiang Gang members with a level of more than 100. Most of them would go back to the head of the Imperial Knights, and this elite force, hehe, we agreed to give Huluzi a surprise.

By focusing on the points, I found that there seemed to be many masters in the Minjiang Sect, with a level of over 100, and they actually got 176 people. Zitong Fengwu was also in this team, so the Rainbow Sisters could not be with us.

I didn't make any announcements, but just divided this elite into a group in the communicator to facilitate everyone's contact.

Before coming to Taiyuan, I had already concentrated my gang forces and collected many powerful tools for gang battles. I had prepared several sets of six gang battle formations. I even specially allocated a set of thousands of miles of yellow sand flags, a set of blood ghost flags, and a set of Tianlei Sword Formation to this team.

As expected, after the Minjiang brigade rushed back, the third demon world player who attacked the Blood Smoke suddenly slowed down, and a group of dead soldiers were released to cut off the rear and quickly withdrew from the battle.

On the side of Eggplant, there was also news that a large number of people appeared near the headquarters, but there was no sign of an attack.

"Hehe! My main force returns to the aid, so they will definitely not attack quickly. They either stop acting or pull the two groups of people away and increase their troops on the other side. I hope Huluzi has some vision and will obediently hit my old bull's gun."

I took these hundreds of elites from the Minjiang Sect and scattered into more than a dozen teams, hanging from the Third Demon Realm, the troops who were evacuated from the Blood Smoke from the Third Demon Realm were used to chase the most shameless head-end.

If the Third Magic Realm could train players as hard as their arms and fingers, and their discipline was brilliant, I would have resigned from the position of the head of Minjiang and joined the Dream of the Eternal Dream. Such a team of players would be irresistible at all. Of course, such a team of players would be even more unlikely to appear.

Although the third demon world troops withdrawn from Blood Smoke are not panic, the players' flight speed is different, and the team is inevitably scattered. Those who fall behind are often poor in level and weak in strength. The people in my hands are all masters above level 100. Killing these miscellaneous fish soldiers A, B, C, and D is really bullying.

Huluzi organized two counterattacks from the beginning, trying to kill us, the one who lost the boots. But under my command, everyone gathered and kept getting along with the people from the Third Demon Realm. They just didn’t have a head-on battle.

I'm waiting for the person who is most worthy of my attack to appear. I believe it won't take much time.

Leng Mo was the last player to bleed from the blood smoke. He followed him to stop the blood smoke from pursuing the blood smoke. There were only twenty-eight left. Huluzi sent him a message and said angrily: "That guy drunk Qingniu is worthy of a famous bitch in Shushan. I want to meet the troops from the Imperial Knights and capture their headquarters. I left two hundred masters, and you killed the Qingniu for me."

Leng Mo turned off the communicator without much expression. When the men sent by Huluzi arrived, he said lightly: "If the speed is less than three thousand, set up the formation on the spot. Come with me!"

He had been following Leng Mo, and the gang members who had been fighting with him and the men sent by Huluzi were clearly not close to each other.

From the momentum on both sides, it can also be seen that they are not the same. Leng Mo's original personnel almost all have cold faces, almost no expressions, and silent words. They followed Leng Mo and fought one after another. It was common for them to die and level drops, and the level was the most ruthless. The almost cruel experience made these killer-level players trained in a desperate situation and were extremely cold.

The people sent by Huluzi seemed unwilling to stick to Leng Mo's bad luck. They all looked a little away from each other, but they obeyed Leng Mo's dispatch.

Since Leng Mo organized the counterattack, I felt something was wrong. The two sides had similar palms, and their levels and strengths seemed to be relatively similar. I deliberately dispersed the team and divided them into more than ten shares, which was obviously not as concentrated as Leng Mo's subordinates.

In two or three conflicts, if I hadn't relied on my speed to act as a firefighter, I would have suffered a loss. Seeing this scene, I was a little satisfied.

"The staff are all here, the extras leave, and the protagonist is on the lead."

With my order, I asked this exquisite Minjiang team to avoid Leng Mo and chase other players in the third demon realm. I put away the Qingshou Sword and switched out. The long-lost innate Gengjin Chi Lei Sword Evil met alone, this is the current killing king in Taiyuan.

Seeing me floating in, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Leng Mo's mouth.

"Are you a drunk green bull?"

"Yeah! That's right, probably."

"Do you think I'll fight you one-on-one?"

"I insist that men should be one-on-one!"

"Fuck! Everyone got on, this stupid cow was hung up!"

Leng Mo shouted angrily, obviously very angry at my style of treating him as an idiot. "Now, if you have a genital, you have never been a gentle word."

"Haha!" Sure enough, some people still knew that people like me could not be taken lightly. When hundreds of sword lights attacked from all directions, I switched to the transformation of the Heavenly Ghost, and the invisibility technique was unfolded, and disappeared without a trace in front of everyone.

"One chasing was rejected, the target IQ was determined, ninety plus...strategic changes."
Chapter completed!