Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

There are a lot of people playing like this, and the major anchors playing Miaoxiang are almost all this kind of routines. So... a lot of people have forgotten that Miao Xiang was invented by someone before... the meridian that entered the arena.

There is an enhanced skill called Slaughter!

Blood Slaughter: Consumes 70% of Miaoxiang's current HP, instantly increasing the damage of all skills by 50%.

Sounds extremely tasteless! Because... if you enter the 1v1 competition, you can only choose between the skills of blood-killing and milkman.

You must know that Miaoxiang is a nurse! Even if the skill damage is increased by 50%, so what? Some people have calculated that even with this part of the buff, Miaoxiang's set of output is still not as good as the damage of ordinary bayonet.

The soldier is a meat shield profession. Even if he used to be weak as a sewer, he has no other skills, but his defense is still stronger than a steel helmet.

Miaoxiang's blood-killing skills exploded in an instant for ten seconds, and even a crispy bayonet couldn't be dropped in seconds, not to mention Jun Ye?

It's... like -- you can whip a top with a whip, but you can't whip a bell in a temple with a whip?

Just pump it, do you still hope that the countdown clock will turn faster than the top?

Too much!

Besides, Miaoxiang used kite flying to grind the bloodline! If you bring blood, you can't breastfeed yourself, and if you are caught by the other party, you can almost say goodbye to the world! Even if you don't get caught, once the bloodbath starts, your own blood is instantly dangerous. If you can't beat the opponent, it's no different from suicide!

It's not that I didn't have a head Tie Miaoxiang before, but I had to try the blood-killing skills, and I was astonishingly bold!

As a result, I tried the sword field, and PK taught life.

Go in with great ambition, and come out with a blue nose and a swollen face...

then……

Blood slaughter, slaughter blood! Isn't it fragrant to add blood to this skill?

They abandoned this skill one after another, silently put back the previous meridians, and were so happy that they flew.

Even, some time ago, the forum spontaneously voted: What do you think is the most useless skill in the Eight Wastelands?

Everyone's message is unanimous:

"I said Slaughter, did anyone refute it?"

"I don't allow slaughtering blood without a name!"

"I am a bayonet, and I express that Miaoxiang's blood slaughter is too stupid."

"I'm Master Yan, blood-killing fool +1!"

It can be seen that everyone is speechless about this skill.

Therefore, the wonderful fragrance in front of us, at the moment when the blood slaughtered, everyone did not react!

It was not until the current person said that Miaoxiang cut the meridians, and then they all buckled:

"Fuck? It's not what I thought, right?"

"Blood?"

"Slaying blood seriously?!"

When everyone was frantically deciphering words, Bai Qi had already controlled Miaoxiang to come forward!

The military master has handed over the release control skills, unless he can seize the gap of Miaoxiang's breaking moves and release the skills to counter pressure! Otherwise, basically have to wait for the uncontrolled CD!

Ten seconds left!

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts suddenly burst into blood!

There is no other reason, the wonderful fragrance of killing blood is opened, and the whole body is covered with blood-red light, like a warrior who has just climbed out of the abyss of Shura, using medicine to enter martial arts, with the **** vines creeping up from the depths of the soul, the army of the army. Grandpa takes action.

Even when he pressed on, he didn't leave any space for the opponent, the ribbon was tied forward, and the sword edge followed.

The icy cold light pierced out, and the extremely elegant posture was as flexible as a silver snake!

At the same time, the blood line of the army fell madly, as if a hole had really been stabbed!

He was clearly dressed in pink, and his fighting moves looked like butterflies flying among the flowers...

But somehow, in everyone's mind, invariably, a sentence came to mind:

The pinker the color, the harder the beating!