Game World: Am I a toy of the system?

He was a banished immortal from heaven who fell into the mortal world. A trap set by both insiders and outsiders and a fire turned the banished immortal into an evil ghost.

"hehe."

Yao Jun laughed in anger, the blood-red scar on his face trembling, like a demon crawling out of hell, disgusting and frightening.

"You know I'm here, yet you still dare to come here. You really don't know how to live or die."

"Baihu clan, who gave you the courage? Huh?"

The man in the white tiger mask stared at the tall man in front of him, tightened the bamboo sword in his hand, and sneered: "I have always been very courageous."

"I know that your Yao Nation is very strong in the southwest. You have defeated other tribes and taken many people as your dogs."

"But that's because you haven't met us!"

"My White Tiger clan is like the holy gods in heaven, and every man in the clan is a powerful warrior who stands tall and proud!"

"And I, Bai Mo, am the most powerful warrior of the Holy Spirit in the world today!"

With a swish, Bai Mo pointed the bamboo sword forward with one hand, raised his chin proudly, and roared: "Young Master! I'm going to kill you today!"

"I will eat your flesh and blood, take away your bones, and make your head into a drinking vessel as my trophy!"

Yao Jun looked cold, tilted his head and dug his ear, and said sarcastically: "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly, are you saying you want to fight me one-on-one?"

This look of indifference and contempt completely ignited Bai Mo's anger. He raised his bamboo sword and said coldly, "Mr. Young Master, you are a useless person now. I wonder how long you can be so proud!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. I'll let you live and see how I torture that woman!"

Bai Mo mentioned Chen Xi again and again and used her as a threat. How could Yao Jun stand it? The violent temper in his heart suddenly erupted.

"Pass on my orders!"

The attendants, guards, and spies at the scene all shouted in unison: "My lord, please give the order!"

Yao Jun looked at Bai Mo fiercely: "Baihu clan, exterminate the clan! Never give up until death!"

"Anyone who shelters and treats the White Tiger Clan's men, women, and children is my enemy!"

"Anyone who kills one of the White Tiger Clan will be rewarded with a minimum of ten gold coins, regardless of age or gender!"

"The guilty can use the White Tiger's head to pay for their crimes, the innocent will be rewarded, the meritorious will be given land, and those with merit will be rewarded with military merit!"

Yao Jun showed a cruel smile: "Baihu clan, are you satisfied?"

"Hahaha!"

As Yao Jun finished speaking, the only sound in the field was his wanton laughter.

The White Tiger warriors in the forest were first forced to take a step back by Yao Jun's momentum.

But they were soon enraged by the meaning of the words, and glared at him fiercely, wishing they could eat his flesh and gnaw his bones!

Bai Mo is even worse. Although he is irritable and violent, he is definitely not a fool. He knows very well that if this order gets out, there will be no place for the Baihu clan in the world!

The genocide happens in a moment!

Taking a deep breath, Bai Mo suddenly calmed down and stared at Yao Jun with a sinister look: "Very good, you are worthy of being the world-famous Gongzijun, you really scared me!"

"But isn't it enough to just keep you here so that this order cannot be spread?"

"So, Young Master, Young Master, you are driving yourself to death!"

Yao Jun looked around the room with disdain and said with a scornful smile: "With just these few people, we don't know who will be the one to force whom to death!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

With the long sword raised horizontally, Yao Jun's killing intent boiled. He squatted slightly, and his thighs instantly swelled several times. He shouted: "Come and fight!"

boom!

The soil flew everywhere, and a cold knife light like a full moon swept forward.

Bai Mo's eyes were bloodshot. The bamboo sword just touched the full moon and he was swept away dozens of steps and fell to the ground in a mess.

He turned over, covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, then stood up, raised his knife and was ready to fight again.

However, just this one glance almost scared him to death.

In that instant, more than a dozen sword lights as bright as full moons appeared on the field, and countless limbs and arms of White Tiger warriors flew up.

Different from Ying Yu's bravery, Yao Jun's killing is cold and evil, which makes people afraid. This is related to Yao Jun's experiences over the past few decades and his lonely heart.

Having already taken action, as long as there is an enemy in front of him, Yao Jun doesn't know what it means to stop. He is like a sophisticated killing machine, reaping lives one by one.

"That's it? That's it? That's it?"

"This is all the warriors from all the tribes?"

"Come and kill me!"

"come!"

Yao Jun smiled evilly, roared, provoked, and enjoyed the slaughter. The flying bright red was particularly beautiful, and the flowers of death bloomed in the forest.

Bai Mo, who had been full of confidence just now, was now frightened out of his wits. He dropped his bamboo sword and turned to run into the woods.

"He's not human at all!"

"It's a demon, an evil ghost, and an evil god!"

However, just after he ran a few dozen steps in the forest, a ferocious tiger suddenly jumped out from behind a big tree. He was caught off guard and was hit by the tiger's huge paw and flew out.

Yao Jun chased after him and looked at Bai Mo, who was only breathing out but not breathing in, and laughed evilly: "You useless thing, you're dead now! Ah Er, this guy is a reward for you."

Ah Er opened his mouth and licked his tongue, glanced at the dead body on the ground with disgust, turned around and disappeared into the forest to continue his ambush.

It is not hungry now, and it enjoys the pleasure of killing even more.

Yao Jun turned around and ran back, shaking off the blood stains on the blade. His eyes were red and he showed a sarcastic smile: "You really don't know how to live or die!"

"One day, I will kill you all!"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

Beside the stream, as Yao Jun danced the dance of killing, a large number of White Tiger warriors, who had been so ferocious just now, were killed in the instant of fighting. Even the young patriarch, the strongest warrior of the White Tiger clan at that time, ran away.

The morale of the White Tiger Clan's warriors dropped instantly, and many of them turned around and went into the forest, but the vast majority of them stayed and fought with the Yao Kingdom's elite troops.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but they can't. Yao Jun's words just now are like a soul-chasing order lingering in their ears, forcing them to stay, otherwise the Baihu clan will really be wiped out!

Like trapped beasts, the remaining White Tiger warriors showed these Yao country elites what it meant to be fearless and have strong personal strength.

However, each of the attendants and guards following Yao Jun were carefully selected. Not only were they absolutely loyal, but they also had terrifying strength that was one in a thousand or even ten thousand.

Moreover, they had all undergone military training, which, although crude, was ahead of its time.

The powerful collaborative ability is absolutely unmatched by these White Tiger warriors who do not know how to cooperate and only know how to fight on their own!

Chen Xi, who was protected in the center, held the small dagger in his hand, totally unaware of what to do.

This was a scene she had never seen before.

The clashing of swords, the flying of blood, the broken limbs and arms all stimulated Chen Xi's senses.

Reminding her that this was the cruel ancient war!

The sun was shining brightly at this moment, but there was no sense of warmth at all. The golden light in the forest was tinged with a hint of blood.

A tall figure rushed out of the forest, and a golden full moon light swept across, cutting more than a dozen White Tiger warriors in front of him in half.

A more powerful killing machine than Ying Yu, but also more cold-blooded and ruthless.

During the past twenty years, Yao Jun had witnessed countless tragedies in the world, and his mind was no longer the same as it was back then.

Killing may not solve many problems, but it can at least solve some of the people who create them.

Killing should be used with caution, but it cannot be avoided!

The wind blew in the forest, and the full moons danced. Yao Jun turned into a whirlwind and rushed into the enemy camp.

The White Tiger warriors, who were well-known among all the tribes, were nothing more than lambs to be slaughtered in Yao Jun's hands and were destined to be harvested!

The title of a great hero is not earned in vain!

With unparalleled combat power, he could break through the enemy's formation, kill the generals, and seize the flag alone!

Chen Xi raised his feet and stared blankly at the tall figure. He didn't even know when the dagger in his hand fell.

Yao Jun rushed in and out of the enemy army, killing and maiming dozens of people each time. His scarlet eyes flashed with a weird light.

Chen Xi murmured, "Is this the Young Master?"

"Are there really such terrifying people in the world?"

"Why have I never seen this in history books?"

Is his name buried in the long river of time?

Or does he simply not belong to this era?

"who are you?"