Extraordinary Player

　　 Qinguan hides in the white mist, keeping a sneaky state.

　　 Although several Assan players were assassinated before, it was disappointing that they didn't have much spirit in them. Not to mention the crystallization of transcendents, and certainly not.

　　 After all, the players who were blocked outside the Baiwu Gate were more scumbags. They died in the Baiwu Gate several times and gave away a lot of spirits, so there was not much left to Qin Gate in the end.

　　 But Qin Guan didn't care very much either. He took the initiative to educate these Asan players not to kill people and win souls.

　　 Qinguan continued to move forward in the white fog, secretly following the Asan players who escaped.

　　Qinguan could enter Baiwumen at any time, but he was a little worried.

　　 These Asan players were still thinking about attacking domestic players in the previous "peaceful" state, not to mention that they have suffered a big loss now, and it is impossible not to retaliate.

　　 There are a large number of Asan players on the other side of the Baiwu Gate. Once the two groups of people come together, they must be involved.

　　 As the saying goes, if you send the Buddha to the west, you have to complete the aftermath since you have taken the shot.

　　 the other side.

　　 Xiao Qiang is still staring at the Asan players here very guardedly. Although he does not know what happened on the other side of the mountain, he is still instinctively wary of these people.

　　 When there were more than a dozen people, they dared to lay down traps to kill people and kill people in a generous manner. Seeing that their numbers have increased again and again, there may be something they can do.

　　 But what makes Xiao Qiang very puzzled is, why these three players are getting more and more? What's the situation with a dozen people coming over all at once?

　　 It seems that these dozen people have gathered together in a group a long time ago. After joining the original Asan players here, the number of Asan players is already equal to the sum of domestic players and neon players.

　　 Xiao Qiang also accepted a group of domestic players, that is, Ding Pengcheng and his group.

　　 These people's journey is not as fast as Qin Guan, and they also killed some mobs in the middle, so they arrived relatively late.

　　 But even so, the number of domestic players is still far inferior to the Asan players.

　　 "Huh? How come all of these Asan players have entered the white mist?"

　　 Xiao Qiang was very nervous. He was afraid that these Asan players would sneak attack from the white mist. He even arranged for people to enter into the white mist and use the spiritual vision to detect them. As a result, he did not find any trace of these Asan players.

　　 "Strange, then what are they doing?" Xiao Qiang was very puzzled.

　　 Qin Guan was still walking forward in the white mist at this time, and he could probably be determined based on his position on the map, and he was about to return to the first Bai mist gate occupied by Asan.

　　 Suddenly, Qin Guan felt something wrong, because he saw through his spiritual vision that there were many Asan players in the area ahead as if searching for something in the white mist.

　　 Qin Guan will sneak, but these Asan players will not, and Qin Guan's aura is relatively high, so only he can see others, and others cannot see him.

It's normal for these Asan players not to sneak. After all, sneak skills can only be learned through the intermediate difficulty of advanced trials. If these Asan players have such a high level of talent, they would have entered the Baiwu Gate long ago, how could it be possible? Got stuck outside...

　　 can't sneak, these Asan players can only use this stupid method to search for human flesh.

　　 "What are they looking for? Oh, looking for me."

　　 Qin Guan reacted in an instant, these Asan players were obviously searching for their position.

The previous batch of Asan players who had fallen apart must have reported the news. Now all Asan players know that there is a pervert wearing a scarf in the white mist who is assassinating them, so they are ready to attack first and actively enter the white mist to search. Pull out Qin Guan.

　　 Otherwise, they are now going to find China's extraordinary players to avenge, but the result is that Scarf Brothers will assassinate one in a while, and one in a while, how can it be ridiculous.

　　 Qin Guan was quite happy, on the one hand because he was taken seriously, on the other hand, these Asan players gathered together, saving himself a lot of trouble.

　　 In the thick fog, Qin Guan quietly appeared behind a player Ahsan, and stabbed him in the waist.

　　 The Asan player immediately let out a scream, and all the surrounding players could hear clearly.

　　 If Qinguan really wants to assassinate, he can go to the edge of the player to assassinate, and they can die without making any sound.

　　 But that would be too slow. Qin Guan was in a hurry. After all, he didn't know what was inside the Baiwu Gate. He had to quickly dispose of the small scum on the outside and look inside the Baiwu Gate.

　　 This scream immediately attracted the surrounding Asan players.

"over there!"

　　 "It's that **** with a scarf! Catch him!"

　　 "Quickly surround yourself, can't let him run away!"

　　 It can be seen that these Asan players all hate Qin Guan. He assassinated so many people alone, which triggered the defeat of a group of Asan players over there. Can you not hate it?

　　 The moment the sword was released was equivalent to entering a combat state, so Qin Guan could no longer use his stealth skills, and could only run away.

　　 The Asan players behind rushed to catch up. The visibility in the thick fog was not high. These Asan players were afraid that Qin Guan would be chased and lost, and even more afraid that they would be broken because they were scattered, so these people crowded together.

　　 "He went up the mountain! He caught up! As long as there is thick fog, he has nowhere to run!"

　　 These Asan players were overjoyed when they saw Qin Guan running up the mountain, because the white fog only circled at the foot of the mountain, and there was no white fog when they ran up to the middle of the mountain.

And these people are afraid of Qin Guan, mainly because they think that the scarf brother is too powerful in the white mist, and it is very difficult to come out of the ghost~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it is much easier to do it when the white mist is halfway up the mountain. Up.

　　 Qin Guan's speed was very fast, but he didn't want to get rid of these Asan players, but kept a certain distance from them.

　　 looked at Qin Guan and was about to run up the mountain. The Asan players, who had originally presented a small encirclement, gradually changed their formation. Some people ran fast and some ran slow, chasing them into a long line.

　　 At this time, Qin Guan stopped running.

　　 not only stopped running, but turned around, an irregular crystal appeared in his hand, as well as a charging charm.

　　 The charging charm burned out in an instant, and Qin Guan's right hand held the crystal, and he shot forward!

　　 These Asan players haven't realized what happened, a terrifying cold air swept down, and instantly condensed into a glacier, and all Asan players were frozen in it!

　　 In Qin Guan's field of vision, the blood bars on the heads of these Asan players were instantly emptied, as if they had changed a magic trick.

　　Look, let me make your health bars disappear!

　　 Only four or five players' health bars are still there, but only a short section is left. These surviving Asan players were all trapped in the glacier, and their eyes showed horror!

　　 Qin Guan calmly walked over, making up the knife one by one.

　　 These players frozen in the ice river are all immobile, and all of them have residual blood, and they can be sent on the road by just stabbing them with a dagger.

　　 The player who was still alive watched the player wearing a scarf, white vest, and white shorts walk very calmly, one by one, and his heart was instantly occupied by endless panic.

　　The **** of death was right in front of him, but they couldn't move.

　　 "There is too little spirit, blood loss."

　　 This is the last thing the Asan players heard.