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The screams sounded, and the severe pain made Zhang Erniu unable to bear it. He fell to the ground with a bang. The last drop of blood flowed, and there was still no fear on Zhang Erniu's face.

"I am NP forever." Zhang Erniu left his last sentence, but he didn't know until his death that his path to resurrection had been cut off by Ye Cheng long ago.

Dingdong

System prompt: Given that the player reaches level 70, the expansion pack of the World of War will add a national war system.

The system's prompt sound resounded throughout the entire Martial God World. Ye Cheng and others were still in a state of trouble for their subordinates. The system started again. This was not whether the players were willing to fight, but that the system forced the players to fight.

Ye Cheng knew for the first time what a mourning is like. There will be casualties and injuries in the battle, and death will disappear completely. No one will participate in such a game, but now everyone is tied to the chariot in the World of Martial God, and no one can escape.

The Western Xia Dynasty, Turkic Dynasty, Mongol Empire, barbarians, Japanese pirates, and players realized that the surrounding situation was already very dangerous.

In Yuntian Palace, Ye Cheng rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Botong helplessly, while Zhou Botong and others smiled bitterly.

"The God of Martial Arts is not a fusion world, it is a demon. I'm afraid that all players and indigenous NPKs will be killed by those foreign races." Duan Emperor sighed heavily and said.

"We system administrators can't tell what the world of Martial God will look like now. The various systems of the world of Martial God are run independently. They will constantly change programs according to the progress of the copy and the development direction of the plot. The task of our administrators is just to maintain the normal progress of the copy and the plot tasks, so as not to change too much, resulting in chaos in the system operations. But now, with the chaos of the Wushen, everything is in chaos." Hong Qigong said angrily.

Now these four administrators have become lonely people, the Beggars' Sect has been taken away, Dali Kingdom has become the old nest of the God of Martial God, and Taohua Island has become another base of the God of Martial God.

"What should we players do? You are all accumulated by data. Even if you have some wisdom, it is always data, but we are living people." Ye Cheng knocked on the table and shouted angrily.

"It's useless for you to yell with us. We have no choice, and it was not caused by us." Zhou Botong replied without any worries.

"Everyone calm down. Although the start of the national war is a bad thing, it may not be without any benefit. Now the world of the Martial God has become unrecognizable. The main reason is that the Martial God has completely subverted the system. If we can change it back, will the Martial God World develop according to its original trajectory?" Sikong Qingyue said.

As system administrators, Zhou Botong and others shook their heads at the same time, and they were completely unaware of it.

"The world of martial gods is omnipotent. If we can find the right method, we will definitely be able to introduce it to the right track." This is a strange face, and the ID name is Ugly Invincible. Ye Cheng has never heard of such a master player, but if he can sit in the Yuntian Palace, they can represent a force.

"Okay, don't think about those, let's discuss how to face the national war first. Damn, the martial god system is really awesome. It's only necessary to kill everyone in one go." Ye Cheng cursed hatefully.

"There is nothing to discuss. There are many players and masters. Except for those martial arts sects, our NPs are all ordinary indigenous people. Most of them are less than ten levels. What are they going to? However, the army can send some to guard the frontier, but it is useless to meet masters." Duan Huangye analyzed.

"The indigenous NPs sent troops, a large number of troops, and our players sent experts to guard the border together, and life and death are destined." Ye Cheng was too lazy to get involved with these people. If he continued to discuss this, there would be no result for three days and three nights. With this time, Ye Cheng would rather go to the next copy and improve his level as soon as possible.

With Ye Cheng's departure, others also walked out of Yuntian Palace one after another. The world of the Martial God became like this. Everyone was caught off guard, and even everyone was confused.

"Low-key, low-key, I've been thinking about being low-key, I'm going to make a martial arts number one master. Now the burden is here." Back in his room, Ye Cheng scolded himself, with the title of martial arts number one master, and he was also the deputy leader of the League of Legends. If Ye Cheng didn't stand out, all players would become a mess of sand, and in the end they would be destined to be destructive.

Ye Cheng didn't want to be so, my mother was still waiting at home, and Xiaoyun was also looking forward to it. As a hard-core player, Ye Cheng would definitely not want to die in a game for no reason.

Since today, Ye Cheng has a new goal to push the world of the God of War back to the right track and return to the real world by himself.

"Your Majesty the King, Monk Jiese has greeted you." The irritable Ye Cheng walked out of his room, and Monk Jiese immediately came up to worship with a smile.

"Roll ball, bald donkey, I'm thinking about it, discussing with Sikong Qingyue, there is no problem with your ability to be the elder of the League of Legends." "What? Dark Blue Boss, Dark Blue Brother Hey, if you let me be the elder, you might as well kill me now." The monk Jiese closed his eyes and stretched his neck.

Ye Cheng curled his lips and turned to look at Taoist Master Shenxu and others, but before he could speak, the others turned their heads over at the same time.

Only Taoist Master Shenxu sipped a mouthful of fragrant tea and said with a smile: "My deep blue boss, there are so many players, who don't know the deputy gang leader and elder in the League of Legends. The lord is a donkey. He has to come forward in everything, and it may not be possible to get benefits. Sometimes he has to be whipped. Even those official fans dare not step forward. Just stick to it."

Ye Cheng sighed heavily, sat next to Taoist Master Shenxu, savored his words, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

The metaphor of Taoist Master Shenxu is really appropriate. Aren’t these people just like donkeys?

Just as Ye Cheng was sighing, the communication prompt light lit up, and Ye Cheng had no choice but to turn on the communication system.

"The Western Xia Empire invaded a large-scale invasion." Just this text message without a trace made Ye Cheng's face look extremely ugly.

Large-scale invasion, how large is this

"Brothers, I'm going to live, and those bastards from Xixia are here." Ye Cheng said weakly.

This time, not only the monk Abstinent rolled his eyes, but even his little hands trembled and curled his lips helplessly.

Ye Cheng's brothers of course have to support Ye Cheng, but the title of the number one master of the God of Martial Arts makes Ye Cheng come into contact with the most dangerous tasks. His little hands trembled more than once to comfort Ye Cheng, but Ye Cheng has his own dream and he must work hard. If he lets him live and wait for death, he might as well die now.

When we returned to League of Legends, the core elite group had already gathered, with a total of 500 masters above level 6, and players were at least at the ashes level to be absorbed into. It can be said that this group of 500 people has represented most of the players' strength.

"Brothers, this is the first time everyone has gathered together. This time our goal is not a dungeon, not a plot, but a border. Of course, we cannot use it by the pass. We are sharp swords and hidden weapons. As long as Xixia dares to send masters, these masters will become our prey."

"I know everyone is not used to it, and I am not used to it. There is no stage among the thousands of troops that we have superb martial arts players. However, we are all old fry and old ashes. Just treat this national war as a large copy. But I want to tell everyone to be careful, and life is yours."

In the pre-war mobilization, no one was passionate, but no one expected that when he arrived in Yecheng, he would be so dull. For a moment, all the elites were a little surprised and looked at each other.

"Brothers, I'll just ask, do you want to go home?" suddenly, Ye Cheng asked in a low voice.

No one answered, but seeing the expectations in their eyes, Ye Cheng knew their answer.

"The world of the Martial God is now in chaos. We have to wait for a while if we want to go home. I don't know how long, but I know that if we are rushed into the Central Plains by alien races, we don't have to wait, and the soul will go back directly, so for the sake of our home and for our return home, we still have to fight."

Speaking of this, Ye Cheng turned his head, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go home."

The plain and simple words instantly made all players feel excited.

"Go home" a player said with a sob, and then more and more players roared loudly, expressing their depression. In the end, the five hundred core elites shouted "Go home" at the same time, and drove quickly towards the transmission point.

Going home has become the only slogan of the national war. Every player who participates in the national war knows that they are trying to resist foreign tribes and wait for the opportunity to go home. If they do not work hard and foreign tribes invade, there will be no hope.

Ye Cheng's few words made all the core elites' eyes red, and they all exuded a murderous aura. Anything that dared to stop them from going home would be stepped on by them to become a powder.

Yanmen Pass is majestic and magnificent. On the city wall, teams of soldiers wearing armor were constantly patrolling. Various cities were already being brought to the city wall. In the hidden military cave, the soldiers seized all the time to rest. The entire Yanmen Pass was preparing tensely and orderly.

Wow

The sound of the ox horn sounded, and then the entire earth shook. A black wave suddenly appeared in the distant sky, sweeping overwhelmingly.

That momentum was simply suffocating.

The neat footsteps sounded. Faced with such a shocking impact from the horse and camels, the soldiers ignored them and carefully organized their arrows and weapons, as if they didn't care about everything outside.

Ye Cheng took a deep breath. Before the battle began, Ye Cheng seemed to have smelled a strong smell of blood.

Turning around and walking down the city wall, Ye Cheng looked at the five hundred elites, and said the same thing, if you want to go home, you will have a chance to fight for your life.

The four hundred-man teams walked towards their respective city walls. Ye Cheng led the monk Jiese and others as the reserve team. The remaining hundred-man team was also the reserve team. God knows when the battle will last. Without rotation, even the Iron Man can't stand it.

There was no idea of ​​the enemy's scolding formation or various strategies. As the horn sounded, the soldiers burst out with murderous aura, roaring to kill the enemy, killing the enemy, and rushing forward quickly.

Ye Cheng has seen a large-scale war. He has joined it more than once in the previous dungeon mission, but no matter how many times Ye Cheng has participated, the bloody smell and shrill screams have always been what Ye Cheng hates the most.

But even if he was unwilling to do so, Ye Cheng had to rush forward to replace the brothers.

I don’t know what other people’s luck is, but Ye Cheng’s luck is very bad anyway. He just climbed the city wall, wearing a big red suit and a short boot with high raised shoes, and then rushed up.

The leader was in his forties, and his red outfit perfectly highlighted his muscles as if he was about to explode. He held the curved Damascus scimitar in both hands, and his waist was bulging. It seemed that he was also a master of hidden weapons.

Before Yecheng could face the attack, a soldier who was not open-eyed and rushed up roared.

Ye Cheng didn't even see the lightness skills of the master of the first-grade hall of Xixia. He felt that the other party suddenly flashed, and had already passed the soldier and rushed towards Ye Cheng.

Bang
Chapter completed!