Chapter 886: shameless

The baby-faced player Shan Lin Jian, looking at the flying snail and others, contemptuously said: "I have never seen such a shameless person before, what happened between us, you actually called the parents??"
The flying snail chuckled, but was a little embarrassed, thinking he was right.
The fact that the president participates in such a small fact is too bully.
"You're going to face it? Have you won?"
Sunset Sanxi was unwilling to say: "Who was dropped by our move that day? Do you think we didn't have a video?"
He sneered: "You said it was unfair, so when you beat us tens of thousands of people, why didn't you think of fairness?
Also, Lao Tzu asks you, is there a standard for the fluctuation of the overall mana in the "Temporary Measures for the Administration of Tourists in the Holy Martial World"? Which law did we violate? "
Other players also reacted.
"Yes, you are the one who is looking for things, and you are the one who was beaten up because of weak strength!"
"Do you deserve to pretend to be righteous?"
Shan Linjian's face flushed, but he didn't know how to refute it.
He admitted that he didn't like Xianxia players a bit, and the "Temporary Management Measures for the Holy Martial Realm" did not clearly stipulate the limit of overall mana fluctuations.
But this is the site of the Budo District!
The right to interpret relevant legal standards belongs to them, especially for such ambiguous provisions, which can be found in other legal provisions as a basis.
It’s just that he just wanted to speak, when Sunset Sanxi interrupted him: "Okay, I didn’t come to you to argue with me. I apologize quickly. I want to go back."
Shan Lin Jian was injured immediately, his mouth opened and closed.
He really couldn't open this mouth.
After a long time, his nails on both hands pierced into the palms of his hands, blood oozing out, but there was no sound, and he was silent.
This kind of entanglement makes all martial arts players feel like a knife.
But the people of the Blood Sea Guild would not be sympathetic to those who bullied their family, knowing his embarrassment.
The spear frowned slightly, and the bright red runes lit up beside him and eleven teammates, instantly forming a blood lotus sword array filled with blood-colored sword aura, confining the mountain forest sword and several people around him, and the heavy pressure would Their knees pressed halfway into the ground.
The violent and murderous intent permeated, causing the bodies of Shanlinjian to creak, and their faces were extremely pale: "What do you want to do? This is the Saint Martial Realm of our martial arts district!"
There is no resistance at all!
They were terrified in their hearts, and the strength of these twelve people was almost comparable to some martial arts kings.
Clang!
The spear drew the sword and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows, and said sharply: "Friend, you can't bear to save face? But our Blood Sea Guild also needs face, so how about handing over your life?"
At the moment he acted, the flying snail and more than a hundred people also instinctively connected their mana and divine consciousness to him, once again increasing the power of the formation.
The battle formation that experienced countless blood battles and grind took shape in an instant, a violent and heavy coercion spread to thousands of miles, arousing a piercing alarm, and the low-level martial arts players were scattered in panic.
Zheng Gu, who was only a few miles away, changed his face and quickly turned back here.
At this time, if some of the last martial arts kings appear here, they will also face the end of siege!
"Thief Sun, you...have a kind..."
Countless blood-colored phantoms appeared in front of Shan Lin Jian, blinding his spiritual sense, trembling all over, but said coldly: "If you have a kind, kill me immediately, and more than one hundred of you will be buried with me!"
He did not believe that the spear dared to kill him in the center of the martial arts game zone.
"it is good."
The spear is not the slightest nonsense, the red long sword that condenses the power of the battle formation instantly pierced into the skull of the forest sword, which is stronger than the fine gold, and pierced deep into his brain.
When he came, Sun Yue told him that the demands of the Blood Sea Guild were the bottom line. If the Wumeng did not cooperate, it would find a way to get them to cooperate.
As a soldier who has been fighting in the army, this is what he understands.
Shan Lin Jian was taken aback, the sound of the skull breaking in his ears and the icy feeling brought by the long sword made him shudder, struggling to avoid him under the survival instinct.
But a force restrained him, making him unable to move.
This person is not intimidating, he really wants to kill him!
"stop!"
A furious voice came from the prison door. A black iron black lion several hundred meters high opened his giant claws and blasted through the stone wall of the prison, blasting towards the blood lotus sword formation below, and the void was shattered in front of the claws.
The spear took a cold look at Shanlin Jian, kicked him away with one kick, all the blood in the battle formation concentrated on the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and formed a sword formation with the surrounding eleven blood-colored flying swords to kill the sky. Dao killing intent was attached to it between his thoughts, multiplying the power of the sword formation several times.
boom!
The dark iron claws were connected with the sword formation formed by the twelve-port soldiers flying swords, the bright aura sputtered outwards, the space shattered, and the violent wind sputtered in all directions.
There was a stalemate for a while, and the blood of the twelve dao soldiers flying swords quickly dimmed and exploded in all directions.
More than a hundred people including the spear on the ground retreated a dozen steps at the same time, their faces flushed, the mana in the body was turbulent, and their breath dropped a lot.
"I have seen the Iron Lion King."
He saluted with a spear, and was extremely unwilling in his heart. This person was indeed the strongest person under the martial arts heavenly king, but if all the members of the first division of the blood sea were here, it would not be impossible to besiege.
Countless small stars appeared in the eyes of players such as Sunset Sanxi, but the speed of mana transfer in the body was faster.
The most respected way to an idol is to step on him and then kill him.
The iron lion that pushed the blood lotus sword back with one blow did not attack again, and his heart shook slightly, putting down his contempt for non-kings, and carefully glanced at the spear.
"Your name is Long Spear? I heard that you are the leader of the Taoist soldiers in Zhao Shi's Blood Sea Guild, but now it seems that you are not a mediocre person."
The spear said in a deep voice: "The Iron Lion King laughed. Compared with you, it's still far behind."
Iron Lion didn't have much interest in spears. After a few words of conversation, he didn't want to ask anyone to blame or figure out what the facts were.
He simply said: "You and I are both at fault, so the matter is over."
After speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for others to think.
Hundreds of years in the king's career made him accustomed to others' obedience to him, and never worried about what people would oppose under the king.
"I'm afraid not."
The expected words made the iron lion who had turned around suddenly turned back.
Don't know how to praise!
The ice in his eyes was extremely cold, and a heavy pressure that was several times as far away as the previous blow fell, causing all Blood Sea Guild players to breathe.
There was an obvious sneer in Long Gun's eyes, and he said indifferently: "Iron Lion King, I personally agree with what you said, but the president told me that the purpose of coming here is to obtain an apology from the person who insulted my Blood Sea Guild, or he Head."
He leaned slightly: "If you have any objections to this, you can go to Cangqing and speak with the chairman."
It's a mere coercion, and I can stay by the chairman's side. What is the mental pressure of your three-legged cat?
The Iron Lion was silent for a moment, murderous intent, and said coldly: "You used Zhao Shi to press me?"
The surrounding body became more and more cold, but the spear didn't care: "Iron Lion King, I feel that facing a person of the same rank can kill you like a dog, and now you are beyond your big realm, it is not polite to call by name. "