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"That means we will be attacked by them before we get out of these mountains?"

Gao Yu scratched his head. At this moment, he felt his scalp tingling.

At first, they attacked with advanced units, then they appeared with siege equipment, so what came after that?

They have already suffered heavy losses, not to mention the rewards in the future, it is even a question whether they can "get out" alive.

"The key problem is still them. It would be easy without them..."

Li Yue made hints with her eyes, and almost pointed at and cursed at Yuan Lao and others behind her.

Chapter 39: Battle with Yuan Lao

As more and more people died, the attitude of this group of people became more and more vicious, as if they didn't want to pretend anymore.

This strange change in attitude made everyone wonder if they had always had this bad attitude and just wanted to trick everyone into protecting them in the beginning.

Because judging from the few encounters so far, they haven't had any effect at all, let alone been of any help. It's good enough if they don't make things worse.

"Or we can just take them..."

Li Yue stretched out her index finger, lightly stroked across her neck, and rolled her eyes at the group of people.

For players, this group of people is simply a scourge.

Not everyone is like Ye Qing, willing to communicate with NPCs as if they were real individuals.

"Let's not talk about this for now. What's going on over there?"

Looking at the people who were already arguing, Wu Yonghe suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

There are obviously bigger threats right now, so why do we have to pick a time like this to start a quarrel?

He simply turned around and walked towards the players, looking at the cultivators and players who were arguing fiercely, as if their argument would never end.

"I asked you to save people, don't you understand?!"

At this moment, Old Yuan was holding the long sword tightly, roaring as he put the blade against the neck of a priest player.

However, his expression did not change at all, and he continued to treat other players calmly, as if there was no sword pointing at his neck at all.

He even simply "ignored" Mr. Yuan and sped up the treatment of other players around him.

As the light covering the players grew brighter, Old Yuan became more and more anxious.

There were a few players helping out before, but now most of them are either running low on mana or are trying to speed up the recovery of their companions.

It’s not necessarily that they are unable to help Mr. Yuan, but after their previous experiences, coupled with the bad attitude of this group of people, there are almost no players willing to help them.

Seeing that the players around him were "watching coldly", Mr. Yuan could only think of his best way and use the few remaining medicines to treat these cultivators.

But even so, it is just a drop in the bucket for the immortal cultivators.

The limited amount of medicine left may be able to save one person, but it definitely cannot save everyone.

"No, hold on! Hold on!"

Just when Old Yuan had finally applied some more herbs, the immortal cultivator who had just recovered his breath vomited blood again.

And this time, it is obviously more serious than before.

Old Yuan gritted his teeth and turned back again. He grabbed the priest player by the collar and lifted him up from the ground.

"I said, cure him first!!"

He roared hysterically, causing the players around him to unconsciously step back and deliberately make room in front of them.

Although no one was directly against Mr. Yuan, no one was there to help him at the moment.

Noticing the cold looks from the players around him, Yuan Lao suddenly felt something was wrong.

Such threats have occurred more than once before, but this time they are more serious.

The players have become more vigilant and will not be moved by his verbal threats, let alone they are just for show.

"Cure? Why?"

The priest player sneered. Although his fighting ability was not as good as that of professional players like Wu Yonghe, he was not bad among ordinary players.

Even though he is a priest, he also has the means to fight. If things really don't work out, he can just fight with Old Yuan and go online again in a few hours.

"Just because..."

"Just relying on your pass? Bah!"

The priest player slapped Yuan Lao's hand away with a fierce slap, and a dazzling light gun suddenly appeared in his hand.

He didn't want to be ordered around anymore, especially by a damn NPC!!

"Without your crappy pass, I can still enter your city, and I don't have to endure the wrath of an old bitch like you! You hid behind us when we were fighting to the death, and after the fight you wanted us to deal with your people, why don't you come to deal with our people?!"

The priest player roared, waving the lightsaber in his hand and walked forward, pressing forward step by step, as if he didn't see the flying sword behind the opponent at all.

Or rather, he no longer cared at this moment.

Even Mr. Yuan was forced to retreat again and again by this question, until he had no room to retreat.

The priest player did not move forward, but pointed the laser gun in his hand directly at Yuan Lao's throat. After a long time, he put it down and turned to leave the crowd.

After being yelled at like that, Old Yuan naturally didn't dare to threaten the players around him anymore. He could only rush back to the seriously injured cultivators and help them with their treatment as much as possible.

Although Mr. Yuan is a so-called "immortal cultivator", it does not mean that immortal cultivators can solve everything. Even among immortal cultivators, there are still warriors, magicians, and shepherds.

It is very obvious that the "priest" cultivator in this team has been killed in the chaos just now.

“Help, help…”

The immortal cultivator looked at Old Yuan in pain, hoping that he could save his life again.

But Old Yuan himself had no other options. He could only watch these cultivators die in pain.

If it had happened at the very beginning, players would have stepped forward to rescue the immortal cultivator before he got into such a dire situation. However, after experiencing the inhuman behavior of the immortal cultivators twice before, the players had already lost their trust in them.

It’s a pity that there are not so many ifs in reality.

As the immortal cultivator died, Old Yuan immediately stopped what he was doing.

Apart from Elder Yuan, there was no other living cultivator present.

He stood up silently, his eyes, which had already turned gray, filled with hatred and anger.

Wu Yonghe, who was standing in the crowd and witnessed all this, suddenly pulled out his two guns and rushed forward.

A crisp explosion suddenly broke out among the crowd, and the silver flying sword stopped less than an inch away from the priest player.

The one who blocked this attack was none other than Wu Yonghe.

The surrounding players all dispersed, no one continued to gather around, and they all took out their weapons and pointed them at Old Yuan.

The long-accumulated conflict between the two sides finally broke out at this moment, and the players who had been putting up with them for a long time were now in an uproar.

Hands-on?

Let’s do it!

But at this moment, there was a crisp sound, and countless silver-white flying swords burst out from in front of Wu Yonghe, like a whirlwind of sword blades that was about to sweep over in an instant.

Suddenly, an ice wall and several grenades rose up. The exploding ice turned into a solid ice curtain in mid-air, blocking Yuan Lao's flying sword in this brief moment.

"Old man, you finally can't bear it anymore?"

Gao Yu and Li Yue rushed to Wu Yonghe's side, and as a lavender transparent light curtain rose, the three of them were already under the protection of Li Yue's magic.

Putting down his guns, Wu Yonghe looked at Mr. Yuan behind the ice curtain with a sneer.

He guessed that the old man was hysterical, but he had no intention of stopping him.

At that moment just now, Wu Yonghe could indeed use a precious prop to save people and bring back the immortal cultivator.

But what's the use?

Wasting a lot of energy to save an ancestor? Wu Yonghe couldn't do such a thing.

Since we are now the enemy of Mr. Yuan, then we must attack with all our strength!

There was a sound of breaking coming from behind the ice curtain. More and more cracks began to appear on the ice curtain, and the flying swords that pierced into the ice curtain also began to vibrate violently.

Old Yuan, who was standing behind the ice curtain, had hatred in his eyes and was staring at the people behind the ice curtain.

In an instant, the cracking of the ice curtain turned into a battle horn, and the war broke out in an instant.

"Forbidden spell..."

Li Yue took the lead in attacking. She floated lightly into the air and pointed the staff in her hand at Old Yuan.

The black shadows under his feet suddenly seemed to boil, and at the same time as the flying sword penetrated the ice curtain, the black shadows also exploded and pounced directly towards Old Yuan from bottom to top.

These black shadows seemed to come to life in an instant, and pounced on him like snakes.

But Old Yuan just used his two fingers as a sword and slashed at the black shadow flying under him.

The next moment, invisible sword light swept across the black shadows in an instant, "killing" them all.

Faced with the countless flying swords coming towards them, the surrounding players also began to resist, and battles of all sizes broke out in all directions.

Wu Yonghe and Gao Yu, who were in the center, stepped forward side by side, and their guns burst into blazing flames at this moment.

The power of the ammunition master was revealed at this moment. The flames pouring out from Gao Yu's double guns directly hit the flying sword in the air.

Since the ice just now couldn't freeze it, let's try the flames.

The ice couldn't stop it, but the fire successfully held back the attacking flying sword.

The seemingly impossible thing happened at this moment, and even Gao Yu, who was using the flaming bullet, was stunned for a moment.

But he did not stop. He threw several grenades directly forward, and the multiple effects of the explosion produced different impacts at this moment.

Taking advantage of the explosion, Wu Yonghe directly jumped over the attacking flying sword, raised the revolver in his hand and continuously fired at Yuan Lao.

Countless bullets covered in light poured out. Unlike Gao Yu's overwhelming ammunition, the twelve bullets fired in an instant flew forward with unstoppable momentum.

Old Yuan subconsciously controlled several flying swords to rotate, wanting to use the flying swords to directly block the bullets.

However, these blocking flying swords actually exploded directly in mid-air. They were not even broken into two halves, but exploded directly the moment they hit the bullets.

Wu Yonghe continued to rush forward with a sneer. It was simply a fantasy to rely on such a flying sword to block his bullets!

"wishful thinking!"

However, Old Yuan did not panic. He made another finger gesture with his right hand, and countless dazzling spots of light suddenly appeared around him, rushing towards the twelve bullets one by one.

what is this?

Wu Yonghe was originally still guessing what had happened, but the moment the bullet touched the light spot, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

Chapter 40 Li Yue Takes Action

Immediately afterwards, he felt severe pain in several parts of his body. There were exactly twelve marks of being hit on Wu Yonghe's body.

This sudden counterattack not only stopped Wu Yonghe's advance, but also knocked him flying backwards.

This was obviously the attack launched by Wu Yonghe himself, but now it was returning directly to him.

But Gao Yu would not stop because of this. If Wu Yonghe moved slowly, he would rush forward to fill in the position beside him in time.

Not to mention other things about the ammunition master, but his firepower is definitely one of the best in the fantasy world of God. A barrage of bullets pressed over in an instant.

A large flame erupted in the air, and countless flying swords were blocked by the firepower. For a moment, the entire center of the battlefield was in chaos, and no one could get close to the center of the battlefield.

But Gao Yu seemed unaffected. He rushed out of the flames, raised the automatic pistol in his hand, aimed at Old Yuan and pulled the trigger.

One black and one white automatic pistol opened fire crazily at this moment, spewing flames like a submachine gun with unlimited bullets, smashing all the flying swords that tried to approach.

Under the skill of "continuous firing", the dual guns could not be loaded with special ammunition for the time being, but the steel storm with such a high firing frequency was enough to force Yuan Lao to have no strength to fight back.

At this moment, Old Yuan, who was controlling countless flying swords, coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He probably didn't expect that this group of yarn craftsmen from the "Western Continent" could be so powerful that they could even compete with him.

The countless flying swords he mobilized were not all real. Each "flying sword" could split into countless sword blades. Even if these split sword blades were damaged, they would not affect the original flying sword.

However, if too many split swords are damaged, it will in turn affect the main body of the flying sword, causing the blades of these main bodies to enter a state of "fatigue".

Mr. Yuan is crazy, but the players are even crazier than him!