: 1629 "Want?" (seeking a monthly pass)

"Sig Big Brother!"
Seeing that Sigurute was angry and pulling out the weapon, behind him, the two wind elves players exclaimed.
"What do you want!? Sigurute!"
Li Fa has completely changed her face.
"Draw a sword!"
"Sigurute pulled the sword!"
The surrounding wind elf players are also a complete sensation.
The hall on the first floor of the entire Wind Tower immediately became a mess.
In alo, mutual killing between different races is encouraged, and the pk behavior between different races is also recognized and quite fierce.
Although not all races are hostile to each other, different races do have different competitions from a systemic perspective.
For example, outside the circle, the mutual killing between different races will never make the player become an orange name or even a red name. Therefore, it is not surprising that when different races encounter each other, it is not surprising that Lifa is so angry. The reason, because they are taking advantage of this setting, has been relying on the wind elf race outside the circle, taking a lot of money and props.
In addition, when a heterogeneous player enters a territorial city that does not belong to his or her own race, he will not be able to attack the player of the territory of the territory. Instead, the player of the territory’s race can slash into his own. Exotic players in the territorial city.
From this we can see that there is a system of how to encourage pk in alo.
However, if the same race kills each other, that is another matter.
At the very least, this behavior is not recognized when it occurs within the circle.
"Don't you be afraid of being punished by staying up late?"
Lifa shouted at Sigrut.
The night and night mentioned in his mouth is the lord of the Wind Elves, the boss of Sigurute.
As the lord's day and night, it has been stipulated that the wind elves are not allowed to be hostile to each other. If they are too explicit, they will be punished according to the situation.
This is in order not to damage the overall qi and interests of the wind elves, announced by the priests who are the lords of the wind elves.
Now, Sigrut is facing the sword.
This is obviously a very explicit hostile act.
It is obvious that Sigurute has been ignored.
"Since you have the guts to say that, then should you accept my duel invitation?"
Sigrut pointed his finger at Luo Zhen, and his eyes were full of hostility, malice and even killing.
"Give me up and stand up and accept my duel!"
Sigrut roared at Luo Zhen.
In this regard, Li Fa has not had time to stop, Luo Zhen has already spoken.
"Don't mess."
Luo Zhen crossed Li Fa and slowly stepped forward.
"The duel is a duel. What is the use of loud voices? It’s not a dog. It’s stupid."
Luo Zhen did not have any mercy, and he was irritated by Sigruth.
But this does not blame Luo Zhen.
If Sigrut is aimed at other people, then it is no problem, but he is targeting Lifa, coupled with the embarrassing performance, Luo Zhen has no need to be merciless.
Even if players like Sigrut have seen a lot in the past, that's the same.
Who makes these guys different from the opponents Luo Zhen encountered in the rest of the world?
They are just ordinary people. After gaining the power, status and achievements that the reality does not have in the game, they will become degraded and unbearable.
However, even if it is sensible to know that these guys will be so unbearable, Luo Zhen is still unable to understand how much these guys are.
No way, such a character is too incompetent compared to the various enemies that Luo Zhen has encountered.
Plus
"It's obviously in the game, it's not good to enjoy, but it's really unsightly to do anything that corrupts the game experience here."
Luo Zhen stepped forward and slowly pulled out the sword at the waist.
"choke"
The blade gently rubs the scabbard, and the iron squeaks from the scabbard.
"铮"
The brilliance of Guanghua flashed on the sword, so that all eyes who watched this scene stinged.
The gorgeous one-handed sword with gold on the white background appeared in the hands of Luo Zhen and was gripped by it.
This is the weapon that Luo Zhen obtained.
People around can't help but shine.
"That weapon"
"It seems that performance is very high."
"I have never seen it before"
"I am afraid it is a very rare weapon."
The wind elves began to whisper.
Sigrut also saw this scene, first a glimpse, and immediately flashed a greedy color in his eyes.
High-level weapons are always the favorite of players.
Especially the people who are very self-satisfied like Sigrut, a weapon that looks extremely high-performance and sells well, can be a synonym for him, and let him make a name, it is impossible to make him not tempted.
Unfortunately, it does not belong to Sigrut.
At the moment, Sigrut’s eyes turned.
The performance of the other side naturally did not escape from Luo’s eyes.
then
"I want it?"
Luo Zhen suddenly smiled at Sigrut.
However, its discourse is like this.
"Reassured, even if I give a pig, I will not give it to you."
Luozheng sneered.
"you!"
Sigrut took a breath and then finally broke out completely.
"Kill you!"
After a violent bang, Sigrut raised his wide sword in his hand.
Instead of directly rushing to Luo Zhen, he suddenly unfolded the wings behind him. Under the vibration of his wings, he gained amazing acceleration and burst out.
That speed is obviously much faster than the players themselves charge and sprint.
This is also a feature of alo, because the speed of movement is the quality of the player's own, the level of flight ability is systematically set, often faster than flying, or much faster.
Coupled with the difference in mobility, it can be said that in the alo, the level of flight ability almost determines everything to win or lose.
This is a world of air combat, and first-class players know how to fly.
And West Groot was able to rise to the runner-up at the Wind Elf's Fighting Conference. Even if it was unsatisfactory, the strength was obviously a little bit.
But still that sentence.
He met Luo Zhen.
"lb!"
In the astonishing air bursting sound, while the West Groot plucked, Luo really figured into a blast, set off a storm, and rushed to the front of Sigurute.
It happened to be in front of Sigurute who raised the sharp sword in his hand.
"What!?"
Sigrut has changed dramatically.
"Humph"
Luo Zhen is in the face of Sigurute, outlines the corner of his mouth.
Immediately, the demon sword in the hand, like lightning, turned into a flash, resolutely crossed.
"Hey!"
In the tearing sound, Sigrut's wide-bladed sword flew in the air.
With his hand holding the sword.
"Hey!"
The next second, the snoring sounds.
"Hey!"
Sigurute spit out the snoring sound, and the whole person was flung out.