A Big Adventure

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"Unfortunately!"

Cheng Peng was lying on the ground without a figure, like a dried fish, staring blankly at the sky.

"Why? Why? There are more than 100,000 people here! Why did you find me one by two? Why is it so coincident!"

Yeah, no matter who it is, who has experienced the things he just encountered, will issue such a question.

After waking up Wang Hu and killing Yu Fei and Zhang Channian, Cheng Peng did not win the expected break. Instead, he was repeatedly involved in various battles.

He fought against players from various forces and defeated one team after another; he fought against masters from various worlds, defeated one new star after another, and he was even involved in Citis and Li Gru ’s duel, by chance, blocked an attack for Sidisi, so the fireflies of the good camp, which had fallen a bit under the wind, seized the opportunity to defeat the siblings of the evil camp, and emitted a dazzling light towards the "monster" The process of evolution.

But Cheng Peng didn't get any benefits himself.

Not only is there no benefit, he also destroyed three ice lances before and after, and lost six javelins, even the durability of the trident "Razor Fork" and the bright silver armor "Pixiu Mingguang Armor" has dropped to less than half, God knows How much maintenance fee is paid!

"It's so unfortunate!"

Lifting his slightly trembling right hand and looking at the sun through his fingers, he first discovered that his own arm was not always so strong and reliable, and he was sometimes exhausted.

"Sure enough ... no one is a brave iron king! Even Jackie Chan will inevitably use a substitute."

In the battle that ended just a few minutes ago, he exhausted his mind and means, and finally used the blood-spraying method to show his completely defeated skills. Only then did he have a huge body, thick muscles, and sharp muscles. To the macho like Hercules, the legendary Hercules, hit the sky with white light.

If it weren't for the hero named Long Biao, he had a big fight with a group of swordsmen who practiced against the wind before. There were dozens of big and small prizes on his body. The loser must have run out of light. Peng.

"Crazy! All crazy!"

Now the situation on the field has been chaotic to the extreme. All players, regardless of camp, regardless of good and evil, just blindly waving weapons or fists, attacking any enemy who may appear to be threatening.

The scene is completely out of control, and the battle is irrational. Maybe you were still talking to a strange man with a big hammer a minute ago. A minute later, a ninja girl with a short knife appeared behind you. In a minute, you will most likely see a group of Orcish players showing their original form, performing the most primitive and terrifying attack, or hitting or biting, launching an attack on you!

In this case, the masters are also difficult to protect themselves, so they have to fight desperately to fight back the enemies around them one by one.

However, is there a strongman in the player who plays 100,000?

of course not!

Since there is no way to fight one hundred thousand, the extraordinary combat power is just to make the surrounding players more vigilant, more concerned, and more aggressively attack the masters.

So very quickly, those players who were looking for opportunities from the top of the two stars, and those who successfully broke through the bottleneck and promoted to Samsung, roared, screamed, wailed, sighed, chaosed by a knife or stick or chaos one by one. The gun or fist was killed and hung back.

For example, when Cheng Peng and Liu Xuan, who ranked seventh among the top ten masters, fought just now, they didn't know where to rush out a group of players carrying individual rocket launchers and shouted "RPG gods are full!" The slogan of "Lord Lafayette!" Has been bombarded indiscriminately.

Poor Liu Xuan happened to be in the middle of Cheng Peng and the RPG religious believers, and was immediately blown into white light.

In order to get rid of this group of lunatics, Cheng Peng had to convert some health points into physical strength.

In fact, he now has less than one tenth of his life, and he has completely entered a state of near death.

"Now I don't need to use three-star masters or any RPG gods anymore, just come to a two-star player, and you can trample me if you step on it."

Cheng Peng laughed self-deprecatingly, while running inside, urging true circulation, hoping to restore his strength as soon as possible.

As a player, it's nothing terrible to hang up once, but he doesn't want to hang in chaos in such a vague manner.

On the forum, some people have reported the chaotic situation here, and there are a group of monster players who are not afraid of death. One or two of them have wings or dog ears. They are all subordinates of the crow Tengu Sheming Maruwen he knows. In other words, they are professional journalists. No, they can't be counted as journalists. They should be counted as paparazzi!

There is no one in the world to see if someone else still has the energy to interview. Without the strength, he can directly lift the stick and hit the head and smash it!

"A group of animals! Pure animals!"

Cheng Peng looked back in surprise. What he saw was lying on the ground. He raised his right hand and yelled toward the sky with his middle finger. His face was blue and purple.

"what happened to you?"

Li Wei grinned, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, and seemed to want to stand up, but failed to get up several times, and finally rolled ah, ah, lap seven or eight laps before he rolled in front of Cheng Peng .

"Blocked by that **** Xing Kong."

Li Wei said feebly: "That **** is a pig and a tiger, and a handful of copper ware makes him fascinated. I am not an opponent at all and let him beat me up, the most excessive thing is that he doesn't fight anywhere else. Weapons greeted me all over the face. "

"Then why didn't you hang up?"

"Hey." Li Wei laughed smugly but couldn't help but cough again. He coughed violently for a long time until Cheng Peng wondered if he would hang up.

"That animal was spotted by a big wrestling king who looked like a Russian guy in the street fighter, Sanjilf. His imitation Kang Longqi could destroy other people's weapons, but the wrestling big guy didn't need weapons at all, so he serviced the street. Alright! "Li Wei laughed," Evil and evil! "

"What's that big guy called?"

"It seems that the dragon is coming ... He yelled," Not enough! Not enough! I want to fight more powerful men! "It ran away, and I didn't have time to see his name."

Cheng Peng nodded, but asked again: "After that battle, did you join another battle?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"I just met Long Biao and hung him up."

"by!"

This is how Li Wei told his experience after fighting Xing Kong. The listener was sad and the listeners wept: he was cut by an axe player with an axe; he was crushed by several zombie players; he was dressed in military uniform The players of the game were shot indiscriminately; they were smashed with a rifle **** by the Red Army players who shouted "The highest political commissar! The light of multiple turrets shining on the world!"; Punched and kicked by a seven-member adventure team; The girls were bombarded with magic; they were burnt to half-cooked with portable flamethrowers by the counterfeit grass-roots fighters who came from the fighting king ... All kinds of tragic encounters heard Cheng Peng stunned.

The most recent battle, or unilateral "fight", happened between Li Wei and a group of hand-made super-chic small robot players.

"Then how can it fight?" Cheng Peng was surprised. "You don't seem to be going to the trit to be a car, provoking a group of mecha madmen."

With a long sigh, Li Wei slowly turned over and let Cheng Peng look at the huge mechanical footprints behind him.

"At that time I was lying on the ground and panting, just like now, the herd of animals didn't look at their feet and stepped on me directly!"

Li Wei is angry, Li Wei is angry, Li Wei is angry X3.

This guy is really Xiaoqiang, how can he not be killed?

Looking at Li Wei, who was tossed and beaten like this, he was still able to scold Li Wei, Cheng Peng could not help but secretly admire.

Li Wei really is not comparable to his mortal like Cheng Peng!

The next few minutes were fairly calm. Although there was a little chatter around him, Cheng Peng still grasped this rare and peaceful time.

So when Li Wei cordially greeted a brutal elder sister from Moon World and described the scene of intimate contact with him in detail, when the position was changed to the sixth or seventh time, Cheng Peng, who finally recovered a little physical strength, turned over and sat up .

"Are you leaving?"

"Well, this place is too unsafe. I'll go to a safe place to rest!"

"Actually, I think it's good to lie here, with a wide view and very safe." Li Wei hadn't finished talking yet. A golden figure came down from the sky and was hitting him on the head.

So Li Xiaoqiang, who has been strong to the present, finally failed to continue to be strong, and his legs turned into white light.

Cheng Peng looked at the scene in front of him with tears and smiles, and then he found this golden glittering unidentified falling object, he actually knew it.

Frank Zhu.

The president of the famous European Union "Guangming Society", claiming to have the blood of emperor Jianwen, is the orthodox heir of the Ming Dynasty, trying to conquer the entire Eastern ... brain disability.

Cheng Peng didn't want to have a relationship with the brain, so he squatted down and squeezed his right hand into a fist, preparing to send this beautiful guy who had been thrown to the ground with a beautiful uppercut.

But at this moment, Frank spoke.

"Hermit Cheng! Great! I knew you would come to help me!"

This dumb sentence made Cheng Peng stunned for a while, and the heavy punch that would have killed him was also stopped in the air.

"This is for you!" Frank took out a blue-and-white scabbard and handed it to Cheng Peng. "This is a mission prop. It will burst when you die, so only a master like you can keep it. The justice idiot snatched away! "

"My best friend! Please! This is my life's request!"

When he finished speaking, he closed his legs and kicked, swallowed cleanly, and turned into a faint white light.

Cheng Peng looked at the scabbard in his hand, only to feel that a burst of warm breath continued to flow from it into his body, just like a sweet rain, moisturizing his almost dead body.

At the same time, he heard the system prompt.

You get a mission prop: King Arthur's scabbard. This treasure called "Ideal Township" can continuously restore your physical strength for you.

"Did my character suddenly burst out?"

Before Cheng Peng understood it, he suddenly heard a roar.

"Stop it! Thief!"

Looking back, the holy cyan knight, who was wounded but full of momentum, had already opened his charge.

"Unfortunately!"

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