My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

But these casual players still stubbornly faced the scolding and continued to protest! The voice was even louder and louder!

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

"Daddy just refuses to accept, daddy will continue to protest, daddy...ah, who hit me!

"What's going on? Who's sneaking up on me? Ah! I'm dead!

"Who the hell? Why... Woohoo! Why is there a hole in my chest?

While the four thousand scattered players were protesting loudly, the players from the Star Hall, the Golden Dragon Clan, and the Mozu Workers' Group did not say a word, and they all laid down their hands!

Each shot is absolutely vicious, either out of the heart, or a one-shot kill!

Less than ten breaths!

Four thousand scattered players were all killed!

Although this scene of "five eight three" was extremely shocking, what made Mo Jian vomit blood the most was the words of these Yan Huang Sect disciples who shot and killed fellow disciples.

"Oh my god, it's indeed the magic stream Dage with 101 magic marks, it's too strong! It's amazing to kill these happy people by relying on magic pressure!"

"This group of weak chickens is too noisy, disturbing the noble 101 Mojian's super boss Mojian brother! Was shocked to death by Mojian brother's invisible Devilish Qi, um, reasonable!

"Damn it, you guys are so shameless! It's obviously...it's Mojian brother Mowangse Haki who died in shock, okay?"

"Is this the strength of 101 magic marks? It's so terrifying!"

"It's too cruel. These scattered people died so badly. However, it's an honor for them to die under the hands of brother Mo Jian with 101 magic marks!"

"Brother, go all the way, since you burped... ouch, this product still has golden deep Poseidon skewers? Yes, it's mine!

Mo Jian stared dumbfounded at the Yan Huang Sect disciples in front of him. He not only brutally killed the Sanren brothers in the same sect, but also looted everything on them. The most important thing is...

Hundreds of thousands of people also said in unison, pinning all the murders on themselves?

Mo Jian has seen the not wanting face!

But I have never seen such a not wanting face!

Just talking nonsense in front of my own face, and still sitting in the court, what I said is as true as it is!

If this devil hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have almost believed it!

"Ah, this..." Brother Bolan was also dumbfounded.

Although this group of casual players is indeed too noisy, it hurts my ears from the noise.

But you guys are too quick to start, aren't you?

It's almost time for daddy to draw his sword, and before he can make a move, people will be slaughtered by you?

never mind!

So be it!

At the beginning of the new storyline, it is reasonable for four thousand new players to die in the hands of the big boss with 101 magic marks!

"I'm sorry, brother Mojian! Excuse me, you activated the devil-colored Haki to kill these happy people! At this moment, brother Bolan stood up and said with a little embarrassment.

"???" Mo Jian tilted his head.

What is Haki?

When did this demon start his move?

You Yan Huang Sect is too fucking not wanting face, right?

Although the original plan of this devil is to command the army to ambush and kill you!

But daddy will not take the blame for killing these 4,000 people!

Really do not recite!

At this time, after the disciples of Yan Huang Sect slaughtered their fellow disciples, they started to exchange ideas one after another.

"Hey, brother Mojian is too self-restraining, if it were me, daddy would have killed those loose people the moment they appeared, Dammit was so noisy!

"That's right, I pulled out my knives at the time. If you guys weren't too fast, I would have killed a lot of people with at least one big move!"

"Hehe, you deserve your slow hand speed! I shot more than a dozen seconds ago, and those happy people probably don't know how they died! Anyway, when the time comes, it will be said that the big boss Mo Jian is too strong, and the magic pressure shocked him to death." They're done!

"Fuck, you guys are so shameless!

"It makes sense, I learned it, and it will definitely be used next time!"

"Show! Next time I kill someone else, I'll say Brother Mo Jian's magic pressure is too strong! Reasonable, too reasonable! After all, he is a man with 101 magic marks!"

"Are you happy? Brother Mojian is indeed invincible with 101 magic marks, but whether he can survive this plot is still a matter of opinion!"

Mo Jian listened to the words of these Yan Huang Sect disciples, and then glanced at the bodies of more than 4,000 burping Yan Huang Sect scattered disciples who were already dead on the ground...

For a moment, Mo Jian didn't even know what was happening in front of him, was it real? Or was Yan Huang Sect just acting?

But if it's acting...

Why did they kill their fellow...

Everyone laughing and riding so happily?

At the same time 0........

Inside Yan Huang Sect Hall of Resurrection.

After being killed and revived, the four thousand scattered people player, but at this time the morale of the army has completely collapsed!

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

"Let's break up, planner Gou doesn't care about the life and death of our scattered players!"

"Damn it, just endure it after being killed?

"Then what should we do? He is a mainstream player who follows the sub-Sect Master, has professional training, and has ample Contribution Points. Can he spend money or liver? What are we fighting for?

"I only have one eighth-level celestial weapon I picked up so far, and I spent all the Contribution Points I saved, and only strengthened the ghost pattern +5, how can I fight it!

"Me too, I only have Skyfire +5!"

"It's not just a matter of strength, there are hundreds of thousands of players in the Star Hall alone, and we only have a few thousand players. How can we fight?"

"Leave it alone! 35

In the Hall of Resurrection, most of the 4,000 scattered people who have persisted in playing 4.3 players shook their heads and gave up fighting.

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

"Daddy refuses to accept!

"I don't agree either!

"That is, even if we only have 500 people, we must fight to the end!

"That's right, with this kind of ambition, you are the real good man Yan Huang! Come on, let me take you flying!

"???""

When the Five Hundred Sanren players were encouraging each other, they heard an extremely discordant voice. After they all turned their heads, they were all stunned!

Because what appeared in front of my eyes turned out to be legends in legends!

ID: Beef Noodles!.