Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 157 Southern Emperor
A group of players in the back row of Nantianmen were scared to pee, and several priests were even shivering with fright. In the face of this kind of power, even the top priests were powerless.

The surrounding space trembled, several assassins wearing leather armor appeared one after another, and the daggers quickly slashed across the skeleton warrior and the shooter.

However, at the next moment, the bone scimitar fell down quickly, accompanied by bone feather arrows, and several assassins who appeared were instantly killed.

These assassins all had the Shadow League's logo on their heads, and the first one, with shiny equipment all over his body, was the leader of the Shadow League——Shadow Moon.

Jiang Yan sneered, took a few steps forward, held the sword in one hand, and swished across the air twice.

The two sword lights formed a cross, roared away, and hit Yingyue's body.

Yingyue's dagger glowed with black light, and just as he chopped a skeleton shooter with 800 blood into bones, he was blasted by the cross sword light on his chest.

He blushed, and as if he had been hit hard, he flew out and turned into white light before he landed.

"Whoever blocks me will die!" Jiang Yan yelled, and launched a sudden slash, knocking a group of Nantianmen players to pieces, and the first few people were killed by the additional sword light of the sudden slash.

Jiang Yan rushed into the crowd in one fell swoop, followed by two full moon slashes, and white light gushed out from all around like a fountain.

The players at Nantianmen were more like harvested wheat, falling down in pieces.

Wang Shuo was so frightened that he ran wildly among the crowd, avoiding Jiang Yan far away.

The guild boss, also outside Silver Moon City, had deeply felt Jiang Yan's fear, but today, he discovered once again that the fear this person brought him has not diminished, but has taken root in his heart and become deeply rooted.

Jiang Yan didn't have time to pay attention to him, he couldn't stop the savage collision + sudden slash, and the full moon slash became the most frequently released move.

Sword Qi Slash has a short charging time, and in this crowded sea, Full Moon Slash is the fastest harvesting skill.

In just a few minutes, Jiang Yan pierced Nantianmen's heart fiercely like a sharp knife, and continued to move forward without hesitation, piercing through the entire chest!

Finally, noises and shouts came from the front, and a group of matchless players frantically stepped forward and joined Jiang Yan.

"Boss!" A swordsman named Yang Guo came up to him with a happy expression on his face.

This person, Jiang Yan, was very impressive. He was also a high-level player he personally recruited at the beginning. There were less than 50 people left in the [-]-member team in front of him, and it was Yang Guo who led the team.

"Boss, Yang Guo is useless, half of the brothers are still dead." Yang Guo said a little annoyed.

"You did a great job, and you didn't fall under the title of Wushuang! I was late! Everyone joined the team, and let me fight out together!" Jiang Yan raised his sword and shouted.

A group of people suddenly agreed, and under the mobilization of Yang Guo, a few warriors with heavy shields stepped forward to protect Jiang Yan's left and right, while the remaining swordsmen and Kuangzhan protected the priest in the middle.

Jiang Yan gently raised his hand, and the soul chain fell, piercing through the heavy shield warrior and several priests in the middle, and then moved forward with the sword amidst everyone's astonishment.

A group of Nantianmen players witnessed Jiang Yan's terror with their own eyes. At this time, they all fled to the left and right like avoiding tigers and snakes.

It's just that the area on the second floor of the general's tomb is limited, and these people's actions made the situation on the field even more chaotic.

Naturally, Jiang Yan and the Wushuang members of the team would not show mercy. They used their skills mercilessly wherever they passed, and killed dozens of Nantianmen players in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shuo watched this scene from a distance, blowing his nose and staring with anger, he gave orders loudly, but no one dared to step forward.

An assassin landed beside him, it was Qingshang, the head steward of the Shadow League.

"The lemon popsicles are here. There is nothing I can do today. I have already ordered the assassins of the Shadow League to retreat. You can also ask the brothers in your club to retreat." Qingshang suggested.

"MD, our two guilds gathered more than 1000 people, and they were broken up by one person like this? How can we hang around in Silver Moon City after the Nantianmen is revealed!" Wang Shuo said angrily.

"Winners and losers, that's all. It's not a wise move to disregard the lives of brothers in order to win a breath." Qingshang's eyes flashed with disdain, and he emphasized his tone.

"If you want to withdraw, you can withdraw, but the Shadow League has not completed the task, so don't even think about getting my money!"

"The Shadow League has always charged by the head, and Wushuang's 54-member regiment killed a total of [-] people. At that time, someone will ask you for money, won't you give it? Humph, after Nantianmen, don't even think about leveling in Silvermoon City!" Love Shang sneered twice, and sneaked away.

Wang Shuo's face turned livid. In order to ensure that Wushuang's 100-member group could be swallowed up, he spent money to hire more than [-] assassins from the Shadow League, charging according to the number of kills.

Although he has killed more than half of the Wushuang players, he still feels resentful in his heart.

"Boss, tell the brothers to retreat, and retreat with the scroll back." A player from Nantianmen suggested.

Wang Shuo looked up and saw that the unparalleled players headed by Jiang Yan were piercing through his troops. Countless attacks fell on them, even worse than the priest's blood recovery.

There are also long-range players from Nantianmen who want to kill the priest first, but find that these crispy professions have also become abnormally resistant, and it is difficult to cause instant kills.

The highest level of players in Nantianmen is only around 40, and most of them are more than 30 players. Although there are many players, the gap with Wushuang in terms of strength is huge.

The Nantianmen players beside him were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but Wang Shuo was still making a choice between the two. Every time he hesitated, ten players from Nantianmen fell down.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Boss, the troops from the Dark Empire are here too!"

"The Dark Empire is here?" Wang Shuo was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly issued an order in the guild: "The reinforcements from the Dark Empire have arrived! All members of the Nantianmen, prepare to counterattack!"

However, the screams of Nantianmen players suddenly came from the outermost area, and someone cried in the guild: "Boss, there are a group of high-level players from the Dark Empire, kill them as soon as they see them!"

"Damn it!" Wang Shuo hurriedly pushed away the players in front of him and rushed to the front, only to see the Dark Tiger King with a group of dark troops, mercilessly massacring the players in Nantianmen.

"Dark Tiger King, what do you mean, even kill your own people!" Wang Shuo stepped forward and shouted at the Dark Tiger King.

The Dark Tiger King saw who was coming, and laughed loudly, "Who am I, it turns out to be the Southern Emperor of Nantianmen."

Wang Shuo subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "The Dark Empire and Nantianmen both joined the Storm Legion, fought side by side, and fought against Tianxia Wushuang. We are all allies, so don't get confused."

The Dark Tiger King nodded, and came out in front of Wang Shuo, holding an ax in one hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "Not bad, not bad."

Wang Shuo finally felt relieved, "King Tiger, the lemon popsicles are inside, quickly call your people to slaughter them!"

The Dark Tiger King chuckled, but suddenly raised his ax and slashed down hard.

A scarlet light lit up, Wang Shuo's head flew high and rolled to the ground.

(End of this chapter)