Chapter 249: The Five Scattered People of the Ming Cult---Nar

A twenty-meter-wide alley, up to 40 people were walking side by side at a time, but in order to leave a rescue passage on both sides of the alley, Fang Jie asked 1,500 people to advance in a row of 30 people, a total of 50 rows.

The front of the team is led by Fang Jie and Heng Dao Xiaotian, and the back of the Cancel Sword and Decayed Blood Young Master Palace. This not only allows you to attack effectively at any time, but also allows you to take care of each other, so that the people behind you can come forward to respond at any time.

The whole team went south along the outermost alley. When they were about to approach the first patio to the south, a little problem occurred.

"Fang Jie, what's going on with you? Why don't you leave before?"

"Someone blocked the passage, from the Ming Cult." Fang Jie replied to the information in the team channel while observing the Ming Cult teams opposite.

This Ming Cult team looks disciplined and organized, especially the clothing, which is very distinctive. They are all black robes with three burning fire patterns on the black robe. If it weren't for knowing that this is the martial arts world, this outfit would really look like the fire magician in Western online games.

After only one look, Fang Jie guessed that these people might be disciples under the Ming Cult Liehuo Banner.

As we all know, the institutional system of the Ming Cult is different from other sects. Its left and right light envoy, four guardians, five scattered people, five elements flags, and four sects form a huge sect management system. Therefore, correspondingly, Ming Cult players not only have the title of sect disciples, but also have various middle-level management titles, and have the authority to issue orders within a certain range.

If the group of Ming Cult players in front of them were not bad, the one who led them should be a player who received the title of Fire Flag Palm Flag Envoy, otherwise it would be impossible that they were all Fire Flag disciples.

Although the Ming Cult team in front of me was only more than 300 people, they were all blocked in a narrow alley, making it impossible for the people behind them to get over. And seeing Fang Jie's troops arrive, the players behind the Ming Cult team pulled out the Holy Fire Order in their hands and stared at Fang Jie in front of the team with a nervous expression.

Fang Jie naturally didn't want to fight with people before he started leveling. After observing, he smiled at the hostile Ming Cult players and said, "We don't want to fight. We just want to level up. Call your locals."

After hearing what Fang Jie said, the Ming Cult players finally breathed a sigh of relief. One of the Ming Cult disciples responded: "I am the Ming Cult Fierce Flag and Flag Palm. Just tell me what you have to say."

Fang Jie looked at the other party in surprise and found that the man's costume was indeed a little different from others. There were more fire patterns on the cuffs and collars than others. It seemed that he was really the Fire Flag Palm Flag. In this way, there should be higher-level players in this team. After all, as a team leader, it is impossible to arrange himself behind the team.

Although he had a rough judgment in his heart, Fang Jie did not point it out. Instead, he smiled and said, "Actually, there is nothing big. You blocked the road. Let's go over. Do you think you are asking people to give in?"

"How to let it go?" The man looked at Fang Jie with a hostile look on his face and said in a deep voice: "The alley is so wide. If we give it to both sides, who knows if you will be in trouble suddenly?"

"You can rush to the patio in front of you first."

"Not to mention whether we have such a few people to rush over or not, even if we can rush over, we won't do that!"

Fang Jie, who was in a good mood, couldn't help feeling a little depressed when he heard this. He said patiently: "Why? So many of you guard a corner of the courtyard to kill monsters, isn't it difficult?"

"Not something difficult?" The man said to Fang Jie unreasonably, "We have never been able to break through to the patio until now. If you don't believe it, you can come with me to see the situation... I'm afraid you don't have the courage."

Fang Jie was slightly stunned and was about to agree, but a group of Blood Sword Sect players behind him stopped him and said, "Boss, he wants to trick you into entering and then kill you. Don't be fooled."

"Don't worry, they can't afford to offend us. Killing me will be of no benefit to them." Fang Jie waved his hand to everyone and turned around to the man and said: Come with you to see him."

The man seemed to have not expected Fang Jie to have the courage to enter his camp alone. He couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds. He glanced at Fang Jie in contempt, then made an action and said, "Since you want to see, then come."

Fang Jie didn't talk. He nodded, followed the man straight to the crowd of Ming Cult. After a while, his figure was surrounded by Ming Cult disciples around him. Seeing that the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect behind him were sweating, fearing that Fang Jie would make any mistakes.

On the way, Fang Jie looked around with a relaxed look on his face, observing the Ming Cult players around him, while asking casually: "Are you all disciples of the Ming Cult Fire Flag?"

After the man nodded, he seemed to remember something, shook his head and replied: "Basically, they are disciples under the Liehuo Banner. Apart from one person... he is our head and is also the one who has won the title of one of the Five Scattered People of the Ming Cult. You will see him later."

Fang Jie said lightly, since this was already within his expectations, so he didn't find it strange.

The two of them chatted without saying a word. After walking less than seventy or eighty meters away, they had already arrived at the front line. Looking up, there were rows of wooden men not far away, rushing towards this side frantically. Not only were the movements uniform and very loud, but the wooden men without thoughts were completely suicide charges. One group fell down and another group came up, and one group was refreshed at the same time from a distance, not giving players here a chance to breathe.

Moreover, the attack power and attack level of the wood man on the third level have been significantly enhanced, but the qi and blood value and defense have not changed. Fang Jie saw with his own eyes that a disciple of the Ming Cult hesitated a little and was hit in the chest by the wood man in front of him. He was beaten one after another by a set of combo skills. If the player who was not responding quickly, before the wood man killed him, he would have killed the wood man three times in a row, he would have died long ago.

On the other hand, although everyone on the Ming Cult team is not weak in martial arts, people still fall to the ground from time to time. However, once someone is injured, the person behind will immediately take the initiative to take over the previous battle position, and the injured person will immediately return to the back of the team to meditate and heal.

In general, the Ming Cult team fought in an orderly manner, without any major mistakes, and at least no one would die at the moment.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jie finally knew why these people were blocking the intersection. It was not that they wanted to block it, but that the wooden men who had been one after another did not give them a chance to rush out. Moreover, when the monster killing degree is equal to or lower than the monster brushing degree, there are four teams in a patio like the first floor. Every time they brush monsters, there are no situations where they have to wait for refreshing.

Just as Fang Jie was constantly observing and thinking about summarizing the situation of the third level of monster, a person suddenly emerged from the crowd ahead. He glanced at Fang Jie and asked excitedly: Is it Fang Jie?"

"Yes." Fang Jie also looked at the person in front of him. He saw that his clothes were obviously different from other Ming Cult disciples. He was wearing a sky blue robe with balls of golden flames printed on it. It looked very dazzling. If you guessed it well, this person should be the leader of this team and one of the five scattered people of the Ming Cult.

"My name is Nar!" After Fang Jie personally confirmed, the man immediately smiled and quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Hello! I have watched your battle video, it's so exciting!"

(Reader guest star, Nal)

Fang Jie looked at the hand that Naal reached out with amused and crying. This is a martial arts game. Now everyone usually clasps their fists and says "Looking for a long time" but he didn't expect that he has encountered an alternative, which is like a business negotiation.

However, even though she thought so in her heart, Fang Jie only hesitated for a half second, shook hands with the other party, and then said seriously: "For me, that battle is not exciting. There are so many brothers who died, it is more appropriate to describe it as tragic."

Nar was slightly stunned. Obviously he didn't expect Fang Jie to say this, but it was true that he admired Fang Jie's character even more, and he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I apologize! Most people just go to watch the land with the mentality of watching the excitement, but they never thought about how much losses those dead people would be."

Immediately afterwards, Nar's face turned solemn. He pointed to the front line in front, and the other party said, "I already know the purpose of your coming. But you can't break through here at all. It's not that we don't want to give way, but that's not that we can't give way. We have met other teams before, some left, and some even fought with us. The more than 600 brothers I brought, now there are only more than 300 people left. None of them died in the hands of wooden men, and they all went back to fight with the players."

At the end, while Nar was angry, his expression became extremely gloomy. Obviously, the player's internal friction made him feel helpless, and he felt that he had let down the trust of a group of brothers. Many people died without even getting their capital back, and the remaining people didn't know how long they could last.

"Have you seen our battle video?" Fang Jie smiled and said, "You can ask the people below to roll and attack and rush out of the alley."

"You don't know this!" Nar shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Although our Ming Cult's martial arts system is very complete, the junior and middle-level martial arts are almost all empty-handed and sword skills, such as the Thunderbolt God Fist, Ice Mian Palm, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, Seven Injury Fist, Holy Fire Order, Ink-Splashing Sword... You know, the attack power of the empty-handed and sword skills is not strong and cannot produce instant killing effects on these wooden men. If you cut a knife, we will stab three swords and cannot kill them at all!"

Fang Jie nodded in a clear way and was about to speak, but Nar said again: "This is not the most critical thing. We have too many martial arts in the Ming Cult. Almost every father has his own unique skills, so many people have very mixed martial arts. They can fight alone, but they organize rolling attacks, and the effects are uneven and difficult to connect."

After hearing this explanation, Fang Jie said silently. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "I have a way to achieve the best of both worlds, it depends on whether you are willing or not..." Nar will be a relatively important character... It would be considered as a reward for a book friend who rewarded me...
Chapter completed!