Players who penetrate the world of martial arts games

Chapter 111
A group of people in the rivers and lakes rode their horses and galloped wildly, and at the same time they kept making shots. Some fell off their horses and were directly trampled to death, while others were immediately decapitated and pierced through their chests.

Blood flowed along with the horse team.

Feng Jiang had already jumped off the big tree and approached the official road.

Noticing the movement behind him, many people on the official road screamed and ran wildly in fright.

The commercial convoy even formed a circle directly, pushing the cars to the outside, and the guards and escorts drew their swords and looked on guard.

Many ordinary pedestrians ran to the fields on both sides of the official road, avoiding the galloping horses.

The sound of swords and fighting can be heard endlessly.

Feng Jiang could tell that there were dozens of riders fleeing in front and hundreds of people chasing after him.

The fleeing people should be from the same force, because the costumes are similar, and the hundreds of people behind them are of different colors, not all the way.

When they were chasing, they would secretly play tricks on each other, and some people fell off their horses from time to time.

"Smart." Feng Jiang couldn't help laughing secretly when he saw the dozen or so fleeing riders approaching Tian Duanming and his party.

They can't escape, they are bitten by the people behind, and it will be a matter of time before the whole army is wiped out.

Now that there is a convoy ahead, it is not an ordinary force in terms of posture.

They can't take care of so much anymore, when life and death are at stake, how can they control the life and death of other people.

Regardless of whether these people will help him or not, as long as they are involved, it is possible to create a chance for him to escape.

Feng Jiang mixed in the crowd and stopped not far away to watch.

There are always some daring ones still staying nearby to watch, and there are quite a few of them.

Now he has also become a member of the melon-eating crowd.

The people around were still in shock a moment ago, but now they are excited, pointing Jiang Shan loudly here.

"Let me tell you, they are members of the Yihe Sect. Don't you know about the Yihe Sect? They are outsiders at first glance. The Yihe Sect is a top sect, but they were robbed recently, the head was killed, and the sect will be destroyed Already~~”

"I heard that the Yihe faction got a great magic secret book, and the news leaked out, and that's why they were wiped out."

"If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. How can you get any magic secrets? It's just a map with clues to where the magic secrets are hidden."

"Tell me, what kind of magical skill is so powerful?"

"I do not know."

"Hey, I thought you knew a lot, but in the end you didn't know anything about it."

"Fart, you go and ask, except for a few powerful people who may know, who else knows the name of the exercise?"

"I don't know there are so many people competing for the exercises?"

"People in the rivers and lakes just like to swarm up, listening to the wind is rain. As long as they hear the secrets of exercises, gold, silver and treasure, they will move out like mad dogs."

"Be careful, there are people from the world over there, you say they are like mad dogs, be careful when they come over and finish you with a knife."

Feng Jiang listened to these people's words, but his eyes were fixed on Tian Duanming's team.

The rumors of "The Word of the Holy One" have not spread widely, and it should be those big forces that have controlled the public opinion in the world.

As a result, the forces in the middle and lower levels of the arena have no access to the real core secrets. They can only be passively led by the nose by the big forces and become pawns one by one.

"I don't know what happened to Old Man Xiong?" Feng Jiang couldn't help thinking of that old thing.

It's not that I'm worried about his safety, anyway, I can't see through him, no matter what, he is an unfathomable master.

Feng Jiang wondered if he had obtained any clues about "The Word of the Holy One".

Most of what the Yihe faction got was a certain copy of "Eight Steeds", and it was unknown who would get it in the end.

Eight copies, Feng Jiang secretly shook his head.

How difficult is it to get all eight?
Maybe some people didn't think about being able to make up eight shares, but they just thought about being able to hold one in their hands. When the person who owns the map wants to crack the secret, he can get a share.

That's Feng Jiang's idea, one share is enough.

Putting aside these thoughts, Feng Jiang's attention was all on those people in the arena who were fighting.

Tian Duanming and his party were really hit.

Even if a discerning person sees that they are a little extraordinary, but the Yihe faction is desperately approaching the direction of the convoy, accidental injury is inevitable.

With Tian Duanming and his party's guards attacking, the scene became even more chaotic.

Apart from staring at the carriages, Feng Jiang's eyes were also searching for other experts nearby.

Sure enough, there are quite a few peerless ones, and these guys are like me, mingling in the crowd and waiting for an opportunity.

However, most of these people came for the Yihe faction.

What Feng Jiang was looking for was a master who secretly protected Tian Duanming, and he felt that there might be one or two of these people.

Follow-up people from the rivers and lakes came one after another, and now there are hundreds more people, and nearly a thousand people are fighting.

Many innocent people were affected, especially some commercial convoys were unable to move, vehicles were damaged, and casualties continued to occur.

The guards on Tian Duanming's side were not weak, and the worst ones were first-class. They kept these people from the rivers and lakes out, and the vicinity of the five carriages was very safe.

The people in the rivers and lakes who are fighting still have sharp eyesight, and they know that this group of people is not easy to mess with.

Some accidentally got too close and were killed directly. After more than a dozen people died in a row, they gradually distanced themselves from them.

The fighting at this time is more of a fight between the pursuers, and it gives the Yihe faction a chance to breathe.

They didn't directly attack Tian Duanming's convoy just now, they just approached, and now they are on guard a few meters away.

In the eyes of the pursuers, the remaining dozen or so members of the Yihe faction could not escape.

not to force.

Feng Jiang shook his head secretly, this group of people in the world are too timid.

Originally, I thought that by relying on the impact of these people, I would be able to attract the masters who were secretly guarded by Akira Tabata, but I never thought that they would all avoid them.

Feng Jiang left the crowd of onlookers. He didn't want to be a melon-eating crowd anymore, and he wanted to participate in it himself.

He carefully observed the masters of the peerless realm around him, and he wanted to stir up the water even more without attracting their attention.

"Kill~~" Feng Jiang shouted loudly.

He eased up a little, and now he is no longer the appearance of Bao Yatzer.

"Kill~~"

These people in the arena who were fighting were already in extreme excitement. When Feng Jiang yelled, the surrounding people immediately echoed loudly.

As a result, this voice began to pass, and the fighting became more intense.

"Die." A man in the rivers and lakes jumped up high, and the sword fell heavily, and he was about to cut the people below in half.

"Ah~~" The people below were terrified, they could only instinctively hold their long swords above their heads, hoping to block this fatal blow.

But the next scene made him puzzled. When the swords collided, the other party screamed and flew back.

"Well, it should be that guy is too weak, and I was almost bluffed. No, it's because my skill has improved a lot, I'm so strong~~" This person immediately adjusted his mentality and killed the next person.

Then, no more.

Just now, Feng Jiang secretly injected a force into him, which knocked that person away.

Zhenfei's people headed directly in the direction of the Yihe faction.

"Take down the Yihe faction first." Someone shouted.

This is the person controlled by Feng Jiang's soul-absorbing method, and he shouted what he wanted to say through his mouth.

After shouting, he was immediately stabbed in the center with a sword.

"Yes, hand over the treasure map."

Someone responded quickly.

"Treasure map, what treasure map?"

Feng Jiang's eyes were fixed, and he looked at the most luxurious carriage.

I saw a thin man in his twenties coming out of the carriage.

His feet are vacant, his eyes are darkened, he is obviously an overindulgent guy, and he is on par with Chu Zhen.

This is Tian Duanming.

"Go and fetch the treasure map." Tian Duanming turned his head and said to a guard beside him.

"Master?" The guard had a look of embarrassment on his face, "Shouldn't we get involved in these Jianghu people's affairs?"

"Bastard, how can you miss a good thing when you meet it?" Tian Duanming scolded him.

This first-rate guard lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

"I know you can't make the decision, go and tell Old Man You what I mean, then you must get the treasure map."

Feng Jiang was about ten feet away from Tian Duanming, not close, but Tian Duanming's words were clearly heard in this place where the killing sound was shaking.

(End of this chapter)