"God, god, I've never heard of anyone who dared to insult the Ye family so brazenly in the past few decades. This brother is going to be furious!”
"Fire? I think he's courting death."
"Didn't you hear what Ye Zihao said?" Someone sneered. He was afraid that he would not be able to survive in The Myths from now on.”
"Not only the Myths, but the Ye Clan is one of the Nine Great Clans, and they have a lot of power. I think this kid might be silenced in real life.”
"What a pity!"
Over a hundred Ye Clan members charged at Long Tian like ferocious beasts with swords in their hands. From the looks of it, not even a fly could escape.
"Kill me until I delete my account and play again?"
The anger in Long Tian's heart was ignited, and his eyes became cold. He was like a lone star in the darkness, and his entire person emitted a ferocious and unreasonable aura.
His sleeves rolled up, and a flat silver box appeared in his palm. It was three inches long and had a dense number of needle holes on the front.
"What is that thing? It looks very powerful.”
"No matter what, the outcome of one against a hundred is already decided.”
"Yeah, it's a pity for this man. I don't know how he got that BMW. Maybe it's a game bug.”
"Clang clang!"
Just as everyone thought that Long Tian was going to die without a burial ground, there was a sound of air being torn apart. A ball of cold light suddenly shot out from the silver box.
They were densely packed, like countless bee needles swarming out.
"What the hell is this?"
"Ah, it hurts!
"Ah!"
Miserable cries rang out one after another. The Ye Family members who had swarmed over turned into cold corpses in an instant.
"My brother is Ye Tian, the first heir of the Ye Clan. You can't kill me.”
Ye Zihao looked at Long Tian, who had passed through the heavy encirclement and appeared in front of him. He was so scared that his body trembled and his teeth chattered.
Long Tian waved the horsewhip. Under the infusion of third-rate martial artist's Genuine Qi, the horsewhip was as hard as refined iron.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, Ye Zihao was pierced through.
"Giddyup!"
Long Tian shook the reins, and the Jade Lion Horse under him turned into a red shadow and sped away.
"They're all dead!"
"No one survived!"
"Strong!"
"Unfortunately, he hid his ID. However, such a person should be in the top ten of the level rankings.”
Everyone looked at the Ye family members who were showing off a moment ago, but now they were lying on the ground with corpses. The shock in their hearts could not be replaced.
Soon, a post titled Who's the Myth appeared on the forum.
There was a video of Long Tianma stepping on the Ye Family and using the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles to instantly kill hundreds of Ye Family members.
Coincidentally, the ID of the thread owner was a player named " Shanxi Old Rookie ", and there were two comments from " Shanxi Old Rookie ".
"Kill a person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles! This was the real mythical online game. Who was the mythical one? I'm a legend, and you're a legend. In this place, everyone can become a legend.”
In just a few minutes, this post had more than 100,000 views and 30,000 replies. It was manually pinned to the top of the forum's homepage!
He was dressed in plain clothes, but he was riding on a precious steed. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of enemies were reduced to ashes.
All the players were conquered by Long Tian's attitude, and it also stimulated the chivalrous dream in the depths of everyone's hearts. This was the real world of the game.
Were aristocratic families supposed to control everything? Perhaps that was the case in reality, but in the Mythological World, I could still abuse you a million times.
Of course, there were also people who questioned whether it was fair for someone to have such a powerful weapon in the Myths server.
Very soon, the Mythology official website made a reply. Their reply was extremely rude. They directly posted the attribute skill of the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles and pinned it to the top of the forum!
" Torrential Pear Blossom Needles: Tang Sect hidden weapon. Contained with 124 silver nails. Specially used to break a person's protective true qi, killing without a trace.”
Everyone was shocked by the powerful attributes of the Pearflower Storm Needles. This was simply a supreme weapon for group attacks and killing enemies!
"In the world of myths and legends, there are only things that you can't imagine. There's nothing that you can't do. More divine techniques and treasures are waiting for you to develop!”
This short sentence had now become the most powerful propaganda weapon. Because of this, a wave of treasure hunting craze had set off in the Mythological World.
Some people found secret opportunities, some people found supreme divine skills, and some people found powerful hidden weapons and poisons.
Because of this, people realized that myths and legends were a world full of adventures. It was not something that could be done behind closed doors.
Long Tian, who was the cause of all this, was on his way to Immeasurable Mountain.
In his spare time, he opened the Huaxia combat power rankings.
First place: Long Wudi, third-rate martial artist (middle stage)!
Second place, Saint Emperor Ji Unranked (Late)!
Third place: Heavenly Emperor Ye Unranked (Late)!
[Fourth place: Xiao Longcheng Unranked (Late)]
[Fifth place: Young Master Nie Unranked (Middle)]
[6th place: Blown by the Wind, Elegant (Middle)]
Seventh place: Ning Wushuang, Unranked (Middle)!
[Eighth place: Ye Qingcheng (Beginner)]
[9th place: Shanxi Old Rookie (Beginner)]
10th place: Feng Jiuyang, Unqualified!
"Haha, looks like I'm still ranked first. Not bad, keep up the momentum.”Long Tian had a satisfied look on his face as he sped towards Wuliang Mountain.
The real world, New York.
In a top-notch villa area that belonged to a wealthy family, a handsome young man in a bright yellow bathrobe was lazily leaning on the sofa.
He was the first heir of the Ye Clan, Ye Tian, a legendary figure.
As if remembering something unpleasant, Ye Tian's eyes darkened.""Damn it, I've been suppressed by that freak, Madman Ji, and that hateful Long Wudi. But soon, I'll be able to overtake him.”
"Beep, beep, beep!"
The phone rang, and Ye Tian glanced at it before answering." Hello, Zihao, how's it going?"”
"What? A hundred people against one and they were all killed?”Ye Tian's handsome face twisted when he heard the news.
His eyes became cold and his entire body was filled with a vicious aura.
His fingers quickly tapped in the air, and a high-level computer screen appeared in front of him. Soon, a post on the forum called Who is the Myth appeared in his eyes.
After quickly browsing through the entire video, he understood the cause and effect.
Ye Tian's expression darkened, his fists cracking.
" Big Brother, Big Brother, are you alright? I was wrong this time. I…" A voice came through the phone, filled with fear and horror.
" Zihao, since you've all been killed, according to the rules of Myth Games, you can't log into the server for three days. I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins. Judging from the coordinates, he should be from H Province. I'll give you the right to mobilize the Ye family's power in the province. In three days, no matter what method you use, find that person and take his head in real life.”
After hanging up, Ye Tian's expression calmed down, his eyes turning deep and dark, his entire being shrouded in a layer of haze.
"No matter what kind of genius you are, you have to pay the price in blood for insulting my Ye Clan. I need to work hard for Wudi Long and Madman Ji.”
Ye Tian's eyes flashed as he logged back into the Myth account. The ID Ye Tiandi flashed across his face.
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