Origin Player

The setting sun melts gold.

Hundreds of cavalrymen galloped at high speed. The composition of this team was quite complex. There were the control men of the Northern Barbarian Tribe, the subordinates of the big bandits in Yizhou, and the martial arts masters of Jiuzhou.

The middle-aged man leading the charge had handsome features, holding a sword with a cold glow in his right hand, and staring at the carriage at the end of his sight.

"Brother, this side quest is fatal. If we kill Princess Anbei, we will definitely not be able to stay in Yizhou."

A scarred man who was riding a horse on the right spoke.

The young man on the left sneered, "Who cares about King Anbei Anton? The main quest will be completed in a few days. Who would still indulge him? You are too cautious and can't achieve great success. I lied to these bandits and barbarians that there was a caravan ahead, and they still came obediently."

The warhorse galloped, and the scarred man snorted coldly. The three of them were all players. Among them, the eldest brother had the highest level, which was LV12. He had added points at least twelve times, and his specialized agility was as high as 11. With the extremely fast electric sword, he was able to dominate the rivers and lakes of the state.

It was precisely because of the suppression of the electric sword that he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the young reckless man in front of him. Otherwise, a wind and cloud palm would kill even the cows in an instant. When he killed the caravan, the barbarians and bandits in the team would immediately notice something was wrong. At that time, he and his eldest brother would have to come forward to appease them.

The team moved forward quickly, and the young man roared a few times. This feeling of speeding, this kind of life of robbing and looting, was so wonderful that it made people crazy. Unlike the cautiousness of the real world, the heroes in the Daqian world broke the law with force. As long as they were brave and could escape, some of them were people in the Demon Sect who could do whatever they wanted.

The White Lotus Demon Sect accepted all the people in the rivers and lakes who were hostile to the righteous. They only needed to declare once in public and they would immediately become disciples of the Demon Sect. There were special elders who walked around and took action for the disciples of the Demon Sect according to their preferences.

The cavalry was running, and suddenly, the handsome middle-aged leader looked up at the sky, and an arrow fell dozens of meters ahead, and the accuracy was so poor that it was shocking.

The young man laughed: "It's tickling me!"

The next second, the arrow touched the ground and detonated the black gem, and the blazing heat roared. In the fierce light, the shock wave rolled and the strong wind swept.

Because the distance was a little far, the power of the explosion did not cause too many casualties, but the thunderous sound reverberated, frightening the horses and causing them to flee in panic. Half of the team of hundreds of people was dispersed immediately.

Only forty or so riders barely maintained the momentum of the charge and continued to move forward. The second black arrow followed and landed very close to the first arrow.

The explosion rose in the queue, directly killing seven or eight people and knocking off more than a dozen horses. Without high martial arts skills, they would be injured and killed in the process of full-speed charge.

Two cavalrymen landed on their heads and rolled several times. After a brief twitch, they quickly became motionless. A northern barbarian soldier could not control the reins. As the warhorse raised its front hooves, he was forced to fall back and fall off the horse. His back head landed on the ground and he died immediately.

In the chaos, the handsome middle-aged man leaned over and rushed through the smoke, followed closely by the scarred man.

The young man didn't have the same excellent riding skills as the other two, and he fell off his horse and broke his left leg. He gritted his teeth and drank a bottle of small healing potion that he regarded as a treasure. If he didn't participate enough, Origin would not judge that he had completed the side mission.

Originally, there were hundreds of people in the team, but now only twenty riders rushed to the front of the caravan.

Deputy General Du Chang was amazed at the power of the strange hidden weapon, and the army hurriedly called on the soldiers to line up to resist the enemy.

Jiang He swung the reins, and the level of dark energy gave him qualified control to control the horse. As his legs clamped the horse's belly, the warhorse stepped out repeatedly with its hooves, and the speed rose sharply.

The scenery in sight quickly retreated.

A handsome middle-aged man galloped from the opposite side, waving the cold and cold long sword in his hand, his move was as fast as a phantom, and the sword was swift and fierce. With a startling sound, the blade stirred up a dazzling arc, like a string of long rainbows, piercing the enemy's face.

The Yizi electric sword combines speed and sharpness. The electric light is breathtaking when it strikes. Once it hits, even if it cannot kill instantly, the short stiffness is enough to kill the enemy.

Iron light burst out from Jiang He's palm, and the silver-white spear suddenly appeared. He swung the Changhen Spear and slashed horizontally without any fancy moves.

Boom!

The spear body swept across the sword blade and crushed it instantly.

The handsome middle-aged man changed color. The enemy's attack speed was even faster than his own. The unimaginable force made his right hand completely lose perception. The sword was broken, and the electric shock contained in the Yizi electric sword did not play any role. What was even more frustrating was that the spear's momentum did not decrease at all. In comparison, the fact that the opponent might be a player seemed insignificant.

At the critical moment, a flat and clean heart-protecting mirror appeared on the chest of the handsome middle-aged man. This rare item was his bottom-line defense method.

The two war horses passed by each other at high speed.

The spear swept the heart-protecting mirror, and the armor-breaking gem worked. The crisp sound of the mirror cracking resounded, and the spear completely chopped the chest of the handsome middle-aged man. Half of the incomplete body flew out, and the other half continued to move forward with the warhorse.

In the convoy battle formation, more than 30 guards were silent. The enemy's death was too miserable when he was dismembered with a single shot.

"Wind and Cloud Palm!"

The scarred man saw his elder brother die, and he was furious. His whole body was full of strength. He jumped up from the horse's back and handed out a palm. The millstone-sized palm print of true energy blasted down on the enemy.

The Wind and Cloud Palm is the unique skill of Fengyun Mountain, a first-class martial arts school in the Jianghu. It compresses the true energy in the body and then explodes it. The power is extraordinary. If you want to learn this superior martial art, you must understand the Ming Jin skill that can make the whole body's strength integrated. Usually, only a few people in Fengyun Mountain can master it. The disadvantage is that it consumes too much energy and cannot be used multiple times.

The Wind and Cloud Palm chopped down, as if it could really stir up the wind and clouds. The gusts of wind pressed the ground horizontally, and the scarred man jumped down from the air with a majestic momentum.

In response, Jiang He just raised his gun and stabbed.

The surging green and red light left the tip of the gun, like a dragon rising from the ground. Without the blessing of skills and moves, this energy itself was full of terrifying corrosive power.

The rainbow light hit the Fengyun palm print, and in an instant, the rich true energy was corroded, and the dragon pierced through the scarred man's shoulder. The flesh and bones spread at a strange speed, and finally the arm turned into dark blood and spilled, touching the ground and causing countless depressions, and white smoke filled the air.

Jiang He rushed over and knocked the scarred man who fell to the ground and was seriously injured. He first fed him three bottles of vitality potion, and then took advantage of the dust to grab him into the bag of items.

Two Jianghu masters died and one was injured.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Jiang He rushed into the enemy's ranks, and the long spear smashed the armor and blasted the body. After the already violent spear momentum was amplified by the armor-breaking, for the flesh and blood body, the collision meant torture.

More than a dozen people died immediately, and the rest turned around and fled for their lives, but there were also cavalrymen who had been scattered before and regrouped to attack the convoy battle formation, each of them like crazy.

Jiang He wiped off the splattered meat on his helmet and fixed his eyes on the fleeing young man. The other party was shoulder to shoulder with the other two masters at the beginning, and his identity was definitely not an ordinary cavalryman.

A black light arrow flew out and landed a few meters away from the young man. Although it failed to hit the target, the shock wave overturned the horse. The young man hurriedly got up and could only flee on foot.

Jiang He turned his horse's head and chased after him.

A few minutes later, the young man gave up the idea of ​​continuing to run wildly. His speed was far inferior to that of the warhorse. Sensing the enemy approaching, he became ruthless and turned around to throw out his signature skill, the soul-chasing and life-snatching rope.

A long rope rolled around the waist. This black rope was thin and multi-filamented, and suddenly spread out in mid-air. Once it was launched, it was like laying a fishing net, making it impossible for people to avoid it. The rope was tough, and after being caught, it could be pulled suddenly, and it could cut people into countless pieces.

The rope net attacked, and Jiang He kept moving forward, summoning the initial energy armor under the outer layer of iron armor.

The young man was overjoyed when he saw that he had successfully set the trap. He used his ordinary martial arts, the Great Power Hand, and pulled with both hands. The black rope made of extraordinary material immediately cut the enemy's armor, but it was like encountering a mountain, and it was difficult to go any deeper.

The back and sides of the armor fell off piece by piece. This rope technique was extremely vicious. Jiang He held the black rope with his backhand, and pulled back with a huge force of thousands of pounds. The young man's body shook and flew into the air.

The warhorse stepped over and the long spear stabbed out.

Jiang He shot the guy's head with a shot.

At the same time, a foot suddenly stretched out from the pattern of Fuzhu behind him, from the clothes to the shoulder and then drilled out of the cuffs, like a dagger hidden in the palm.

Jiang He got off the horse and pressed his palm against the heart of the headless corpse of the young man. The foot pierced the external skin and flesh, and quickly absorbed the blood from the heart.

[Blood Execution Progress Bar: 12%→15%]

[Ordinary Blood Poison: Cause 15% additional poisonous damage]

Blood absorption is over.

Jiang He thought about it, released the scarred man again, tied him up tightly with a black rope, and stuffed him back again.