"Ceng A 'niu used his own strength to defeat the elites from the six great system-allocated sects! At this moment, if anyone can turn the tide and kill Ceng A 'niu, they will definitely be rewarded by the teachers of the six great system-allocated sects, and their names will spread through the world of martial artists!
"Kill the heavily injured Ceng A 'niu! Those who deal effective damage will obtain five hundred points. Those who heavily injure Zhang Wuji so badly that he fainted will obtain two thousand points. This will be effective for three minutes! "
The loud system notification instantly spread to the players from the six great system-allocated sects, and they looked at each other at a loss.
'Kill Zhang Wuji?!'
After a short period of silence, the area instantly descended into madness.
Since the system had taken the initiative to give them a notification to kill Zhang Wuji, there was definitely hope for them to do it. Forget about using Nine Yang Divine Skill and Heaven and Earth Great Shift, even if they could injure Zhang Wuji, it would still be good. Five hundred points! They could definitely get good items from the teachers of the six great system-allocated sects.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Countless players who arrived later charged out of the camp of the six great system-allocated sects in a frenzy.
"Attack together!"
Someone shouted in the crowd, and hundreds of players activated their qi realms and body fortifications simultaneously. In an instant, qi surged, and sand and stones flew in the area.
However …
Points were not easy to get.
The Ming Cult disciples heard the orders from the seven elites of Ming Cult at that moment.
"All Ming Cult disciples, listen up! Ceng A 'niu is a benefactor to Ming Cult. Do not let these despicable scum injure him!"
"That's right!"
"Save Ceng A 'niu! He bled and worked hard for Ming Cult, so there's no way we can just watch as the people from the six great system-allocated sects surround and attack him!"
"Those who save Zhang Wuji will definitely be rewarded handsomely by Ming Cult!"
As the seven elites, including Yang Xiao, shouted their orders, the players from Ming Cult received system notifications.
"Ceng A 'niu! You are kind, righteous, and you are the benefactor of Ming Cult! Make sure that Ceng A 'niu is not injured within three minutes. If you succeed, each of you will obtain one thousand points!
"If you successfully save Ceng A 'niu, each of you will obtain an additional five hundred points."
More than one hundred elites instantly rushed out from the Ming Cult disciples' side. They moved like lightning, and they seized the initiative to charge into the battlefield.
At that moment, Zhou Yu, Phantasmal Shadow, and two other elites on the Dragon Rank, fought fiercely against the players from the six great system-allocated sects.
Boom!
The long spear smashed into the ground, and a shocking force of Earth Vigor burst out from Zhou Yu's body. The force traveled along the spear's body and lifted countless gravel from the ground. The gravel shot out in all directions, sharp and fierce.
The stones hit the players around them, and they looked as if they had been struck by a hidden weapon from Mystical Realm. Their bodies trembled, and they were sent staggering backwards by the great force.
The expressions of the players around them changed.
What a terrifying attack!
Life and Death Spear Art!
Many people were intimidated by his momentum and stopped in their tracks.
Hu!
Once he sent the flashy Five Sword Pool Immortals and the player closest to him flying away, Zhou Yu did not chase after them. He changed the momentum of his spear, stopped moving, and stood tall and straight. He stood in front of Zhang Wuji while he surveyed the area in front of him.
"Who else wants to spar with me?"
The voice was loud and resounding, resounding throughout the valley.
To Zhang Wuji's left was Phantasmal Shadow, who was as ethereal as an immortal, and she blocked the noble Dream Clouds outside. To Zhang Wuji's right was a man with a long flute and a man who held a black iron bar in a strange posture.
Happy and Momo stood indifferently beside Mistress Annihilation and Zhou Zhiruo among the six great system-allocated sects. They did not show any intention to join the chaotic fight.
Ancient Wind originally had some ideas, but when he saw that Happy did not attack, he also stood at the back and chose to observe the situation quietly, as if he had come to some sort of epiphany.
"Jiangnan's Quicksword, Xiao San. I didn't expect that he would show up again."
Ancient Wind suddenly let out a gasp of surprise.
"He's together with Zhou Yu."
"Xiao San chose the righteous path and took Jing Wuming as his master. He worked hard on the path of the sword and used speed to win. He has some foresight, "Happy said faintly before his gaze landed on the man with the long flute. He frowned slightly.
"His weapon is a long flute …"
Happy shook his head. He did not remember that there was an elite who used a long flute in his previous life.
As he got involved in the game, not only did a lot of changes appear in World of Martial Arts, even the people in the game surpassed his understanding and understanding.
Happy sucked in a deep breath and suddenly felt tired.
"Momo."
"Are you alright?"
When she heard the slight abnormality in Happy's tone, concern appeared on Momo's face.
Happy shook his head and asked with a stern expression.
"If my guess is correct, the area of effect of Throw Spirit Sphere should not lose to that of a normal bow and arrow."
"That's right. It has the best damage within seventy feet. I can't guarantee that it will work any further." Once she answered, Momo cast Happy a glance. "I don't think I can attack my own people while the teachers of the six great system-allocated sects are around us."
When he heard this, Happy instantly laughed.
"Hehe, don't worry. I'm not in such a hurry to attack these two people. Right now, I just want to know how I should deal with Ceng A 'niu."
Ancient Wind and Momo were shocked at the same time.
Zhou Yu was the second elite to enter Life and Death Realm, and he had been there for twenty days. Even though his Life and Death Realm martial arts had not reached Grandmaster Realm, they were not low. They were much more profound than Happy, and their damage might not lose to Happy's. In fact, there were rumors that Happy might not be Zhou Yu's opponent.
Phantasmal Shadow's strength was also extraordinary.
With the second on the Dragon Rank and Phoenix Rank working together to defend them and more than one hundred elites, they had thought that Happy had already given up on attacking Zhang Wuji.
When he noticed their puzzlement, Happy sucked in a deep breath and sighed.
"Even though Ceng A 'niu's righteousness reaches the clouds, since we're standing on the six great system-allocated sects' side, we have to fight for them. The two on the right are easier to break. Momo, cover me later. You just need to injure Zhang Wuji."
"What about me?"
When Ancient Wind saw that Happy and Momo had finished their discussion, he instantly became anxious.
Happy cast him a glance.
"I have a better understanding of Momo's strength. If it's you, you can come with me. We'll act according to the situation."
Ancient Wind quickly nodded vigorously.
At that moment, half of the time given by the system had already passed!
"Attack!"
The trio shot out from the crowd at the same time. One of them was in front, while the other two were behind.
…
"Look, it's Happy!"
When the players from the six great system-allocated sects saw the man in golden armor charging at them with an astonishing momentum, their spirits were instantly lifted. They cried out in surprise and rushed at the Ming Cult disciples. The advantage that Zhou Yu, Phantasmal Shadow, and the others had just built instantly froze, and their hearts became uneasy.
Buzz!
Zhou Yu and Phantasmal Shadow also noticed the trio, and their gazes focused. Phantasmal Shadow was held back by Dream Clouds and could not do anything, but Zhou Yu flicked his silver spear, and an astonishing howl suddenly erupted from it! At the same time, his gaze shot through the crowd like lightning and landed on Happy's face.
When he sensed the provocation from Zhou Yu, who was ranked second on the Dragon Rank, Happy frowned a little.
His movements were neither fast nor slow. He brought out a sheathed sword from his Universe Bag.
The sheath had purple, red, and blue swirling around it.
Zhou Yu frowned a little.
Because Happy did not change his direction and accept his challenge.
At the moment a mocking expression appeared on his face, he saw Happy suddenly charge in front of two Ming Cult disciples like a phantom. He placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and resolutely opened up a crack!
Clang!
A clear and moving sword whine rang through the valley. A dazzling sword glare brought with it a dazzling and alluring magical light. It easily sent the two people flying into the Ming Cult disciples.
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