In fact, this level cannot be removed. Don’t forget that I still have a soul left below.

Even if I die in the Soul Conjuring Temple, I can still be resurrected below. But Yunyun who stays on it may be a little troublesome.

So, now we cannot give up no matter what.

After killing the guy in front of me, I immediately flew forward and joined the "flood fight and disaster relief" activity one by one with Xiao Hei who rushed over to block the "flood flood".

After stabbing left and right, sweeping across and vertically, and killing several players in succession with his fastest and smoothest movements, he inevitably got a few water spirit talismans thrown by Taoist priests on the periphery and trapped curse, and finally he could no longer get fast.

In fact, according to my estimate, the skills thrown out by those players are far more than these, but I am well equipped and have been in battle, so even if I use some control skills, the effect is not great.

A cool breeze suddenly came in my ears, and a black shadow seemed to fall from the top of my head behind me.

Looking back, a blurry figure was leaping high. Although the dagger in his hand was dull, it looked particularly dazzling.

Although I didn't see clearly what this killer looked like, I went to see the dagger clearly. Unfortunately, after seeing it clearly, I could no longer avoid it at this time. It seemed that I had to explain it to the dagger.

Whether it is better, I am satisfied that I can hold on until now by so many people. It’s a pity that I can’t hold on for a while. When Yunyun comes to meet me, I can’t help but feel a little regretful.

Just as I was about to make the last blow and I went downstairs to report, a dazzling blue light cut through the air, and also cut through the space, hitting the killer who was about to assassinate.

The killer's attention was completely on me, and he just wanted to become famous after killing me, but this sudden blue light turned his hopes into a bubble.

The blue light hit the killer's face and flipped his body backwards. Before his body landed, it had already turned over somersaults and hit the corner of the wall heavily.

Now, I finally saw his expression clearly, surprised, unwilling to accept it, and I was still a little panic.

The action of taking medicine stopped when the white light came on. The appearance of the blue light made the fate of death directly turn from me to his head.

"It seems that I'm lucky." I threw a pill into my mouth, removing several negative conditions on my body. I looked up and looked in the direction where the blue light came.

In the air, a human Taoist priest stepped on a three-foot green edge, closed his eyes slightly, and wore a blue robe in the wind. He pinched his sword with his hands and slapped his head slightly, as if listening to what was happening around him.

"You little brat, why are you sexy? Does this look good?"

I made a middle finger at the man in the air, and I had no intention of thanking him for saving my life.

"Boss, please give me some face! I finally met my wife not here. I just wanted to be a little cool and cool?"

The person who came suddenly changed his face, and the appearance of the immortal spirit and Taoist bones immediately disappeared.

"An Luohong! This guy is An Luohong!" Some players immediately exclaimed.

"An Luohong? Who?"

"You idiot! No one knows An Luohong. Ye Fantian's husband! You always know this time!"

"Oh my God! How could it be him! The chances of him appearing alone are too small, and I didn't react for a while."

"Damn it, a hundred ghosts Yasha is already powerful enough. Here comes another B guy. This time it's a big trouble. But it's not right. I remember An Luohong's really powerful is mechanical skills. I haven't heard that he has such great ability. In normal times, isn't it his wife Ye Fantian who takes action?"

"You kid knows how to do it! That's because Ye Fantian's mother Yasha likes to fight. So she always rushes ahead. If you really talk about operating skills, An Luohong is more than ten times more powerful than Ye Fantian."

"This is right. The killer just now belongs to our gang, and his blood is thicker than me, and he was killed instantly. An Luohong has such a powerful way to use the mechanism technique. If he uses the mechanism again, then can we still have a way out when we face him?"

"No matter how powerful he is, he has only one person, and we have so many people."

"There are only one person in Baigui Yasha, but do you think, how long has he been here? Now An Luohong is here again, I don't think we have much hope."

An Luohong's sudden appearance, the death of the closest killer, made the "flood" that was about to break through the soul temple seem to be suddenly frozen in an instant. Amid the discussion, the morale was like a waterfall in the Nine Heavens falling down and landing to the bottom of the valley.

There is no way, these guys are just a mess, each gang is in their own formation, and there is no cooperation at all.

There are a few gangs who have temporary commanders, and some just want to make others be cannon fodder in front and take the opportunity to gain some benefits. But now, after the scene just now, the confidence that had just been established was immediately gone.

Even those players who temporarily act as commanders have no one dares to issue orders at this moment. They are all afraid! They will issue wrong orders and make them lose face and seats after they go back.

The entire Soul Lock Temple instantly seemed to be abandoned by Old Man Time. Everything solidified at this moment, and it solidified at the moment when An Luohong's sword flew over.

This is the world. There is a kind of person who always believes in himself and does not believe in the so-called supernatural phenomenon. Such person is called materialists.

Of course, in today's society, such people are praised by the vast majority of people because there are not many people who can really do it. However, some people regard such people as the stupidest because they never understand what it means to retreat from difficulties.

They only believe in their own strength, and such people often die in their almost arrogant self-confidence.

Ghost Wolf is such a person, and so is An Luohong.

As for me, I don't think I am that kind of person, because I think that doing so is very stupid. In other words, it is called overestimating one's ability.

If you fight with hundreds or thousands of players alone, do you really think you are a god or ‘

However, sometimes such things have to be done.

Just like now, if I really don’t believe that I have that ability from beginning to end, then I will definitely not come to this soul-summoning temple alone. But since I am here, I must stick to my beliefs.

Of course, I will not be like those so-called heroes, even though I can't hold on. The reason why I continue to stay here is because I know I won't die.

If I really can't stand it, then won't I run away?

Maybe I can't beat it, but I don't believe that with the speed of Xuanyuan Sword, can this guy in the room catch up with me?

Unfortunately, there are not many people who truly understand their own strength and develop self-confidence through these strengths. But more are those who are not very strong but have self-confidence.

Like now, there are many such guys in the narrow passage at the door.

"It's not a solution to continue like this." Only those many remarks that have developed other people's ambitions and destroyed their own majesty, and the team that has solidified like time, finally someone's paging sounded, and such a sentence appeared.

"If this continues, we will never be able to defend when the team of the immortal clan arrives. Now, we must find a way to help us work hard and take down the spot first."

"Yeah." He picked up the paging and replied.

Although everyone knows that requesting rescue at this time is not realistic, and there is not much time for people everywhere, no one cares about what they are thinking, and naturally they don’t care what others are doing with a pager.

No one knows that these two players who picked up the page to exchange information are not seeking help from the outside, but are discussing the next plan. And it is obvious that this plan cannot be heard by most people here.

"Your statement is correct, but most of the people here are not a gang now, and there are countless scattered players, and some even have personal grievances. How can we motivate them?"

"This is simple, look at mine." The other party's confident voice came from the page.

An arrow cut through the stiff space, crossed the frozen crowd and shot towards An Luohong. However, the latter seemed to be unaware of it, and was still standing there motionless, just waving his poss, enjoying the cool feeling of his wife when she was not there.

If you want to change it, seeing him posing like this, Ye Fantian would have slapped his head with a frying pan.

I looked at An Luohong strangely, but didn't remind him.

There is no reason why he couldn't find the feathered arrow. The reason why he doesn't move now is probably because he wants to be handsome again.

Really, this kind of person really needs a woman like Ye Fantian to take care of it, otherwise it would be a bit contaminated.

I guessed that it was not bad at all. Just as the sharp tip of the feather arrow was about to pierce his clothes and touch his body, a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of me. The long sword that had originally nailed to the wall because of attacking the killer flew to An Luohong, and cut the arrow into two pieces.

From beginning to end, I didn't see An Luohong touching it, but the sword seemed to be protecting his master.

Could it be that An Luohong has also practiced to the point of unity of human and sword?

But it's not right.

I have never seen An Luohong use this blue sword before. It is definitely not enough to make this sword reach the level of unity of mind and spirit with him in just a few days.
Chapter completed!