The Country's Destiny Creates A Strong Point: Starting To Receive Shocking Results

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of the Lord of Destruction Interrupting the Water Flow Senior Brother and winning a lottery opportunity, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

"No!"

The system's prompt sounds echo in your ears.

Yang Ming left from the place, the bone knife dragged on the floor, following the trajectory of Yang Ming's walking, rubbing a harsh sound on the floor, as if the Grim Reaper was reading the countdown to death to a group of alien players.

When he saw that Yang Ming was actually walking in his direction, the wolf demon's entire body trembled involuntarily, clamped its tail, and made a whimpering sound in his mouth.

"Whoosh!"

This pitiful appearance is not at all like the style of the wolf demon, even if it is a dog who has lost his family.

At this moment, the wolf demon finally understood why the man in front of him had brought it a feeling of great terror before.

Can't break the defense!

Invincible skills!

Tell me, how can this win?

The wolf demon thought very well before, he couldn't beat himself, so he ran away if it was a big deal.

Anyway, it is a demon race, and it does not want face.

But.

It wasn't until he saw Yang Ming stepping on the corpse of an alien player, step by step, pressing towards him step by step, that the wolf demon found that he was wrong!

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth turned up slightly, with a wistful smile.

But on his body, there was a suffocating murderous aura!

Killing Star: Increases Murderous Qi by 5%.

This is the effect that the title brings to Yang Ming.

This title effect, usually nothing special, but at the moment it is very powerful!

The wolf demon limbs were limp and weak.

When Yang Ming walked in front of it, the wolf demon could no longer withstand this pressure.

"Poof!"

This terrifying wolf demon actually knelt down for Yang Ming!

"Respected strong man, I am willing to sign a slave agreement with you, honor you as a master, and ask you to spare my life."

As soon as the wolf demon said this, Yang Ming's live broadcast room exploded instantly!

"What do I see?"

"Oh my God!"

"There are actually demon clans who volunteer to be slaves, and they have gained insight!"

"Hurry up and accept the wolf demon, maybe you can still be used as a mount in the future, and you can go out awe-inspiring!"

"..."Many

water friends discussed eagerly!

Once upon a time, the Terrans were still a war five scumbag race, and they were repeatedly rubbed on the ground by the heavens and races.

Now, seeing the once high-spirited demon clan, bowing down at Yang Ming's feet and begging for mercy, countless water friends fantasize that the protagonist is themselves!

Pity!

Responding to the wolf demon was Yang Ming's ruthless sword, as well as a faint sentence:

"A spineless dog who lost his family is not qualified to be my slave!"

The huge wolf's head rolled to the ground, his eyes widened, and Yang Ming's fading back was reflected in his pupils.

It, dead is not blind!

Is the wolf demon strong?

Strong!

Don't look at Yang Ming casually slashing the wolf demon to death, and mistakenly think that the other party is weak.

But in fact, the average attribute of the wolf demon is 12 points, and the strongest agility attribute is as high as 19 points!

In other words, it is a player of other races, and in the same level, it is not an opponent of the wolf demon at all!

As for why not accept the wolf demon as a mount?

Without him, the wolf demon is too ugly!

Strong or not strong is a temporary thing, handsome or not handsome is a lifetime thing!

Yang Ming's eyes turned to the elven race duo who turned around and ran, especially on the slim female elf player, and secretly said:

"This is the best slave!"

However, Yang Ming also knew that this was just his delusion.

Among the heavens and races, the elves are notoriously proud, and even death cannot coerce them into becoming slaves of others.

What's more, at the moment, these two elven clan players are obviously husband and wife partners, and Yang Ming does not have the same hobbies as Cao Cao.

The two Elven players were very fast, and in a blink of an eye, they were about to step through the gate and walk out of the hall.

But right now!

"Hurrah! Yikes! "

The sound of bowstrings plucking, the sound of arrows cutting through the air, echoed endlessly in midair.

The faces of the two elven clan players changed drastically, and they quickly cast a light spirit technique.

They have beautiful faces, moving postures, and dazzling charm between quiet movements, and they dodge hundreds of arrows in succession at the moment of a thousand shots.

One by one, sharp arrows plunged into the mahogany floor, leaving the tail of the arrow outside, and under the influence of the remaining force, the tail of the arrow constantly trembled, making a "buzzing" sound.

The chests of the two Elven players rose and fell violently, their hearts beat faster, and they supplied oxygen to their oxygen-starved brains in order to return to normal in the shortest possible time.

But.

When Yang Ming faced foreign players, he turned into a cold and ruthless god of death.

Even if the female elf among them was pitiful, a seductive blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks, which made people move, and Yang Ming waved his knife without hesitation.

When you sympathize with the poor and beautiful aliens, have you ever thought that at this moment, in other replica worlds, beautiful female compatriots are suffering?

The National Games game is a race war!

True peace can be achieved only if one side completely destroys the other!

The consequences of pity the enemy have only one end.

That is....

Die!

The sharp tip of the knife pierced the heart and stabbed out from the female elf, and the tip of the knife remained hot heart blood.

The moment Yang Ming pulled out the bone knife, it seemed to instantly drain all the spirit of the female elf.

Although the National Games game digitizes every player, when the heart is punctured, it will still suffer a fatal blow and the health will be lost.

"Lin!"

On the side, the male elf's pupils suddenly shrunk, contracted into needles, and the expression on his face was extremely distorted, first surprised, then sad and indignant, and finally turned into hatred for Yang Ming!

A thousand words are not enough to avenge your lover with a sharp blade!

"Oh!"

The male elf casually abandoned the clumsy huge longbow in his hand, pulled out two elf short swords from his waist, and stepped on the graceful butterfly steps with both feet, and the two elf short swords were like poisonous snakes in the grass, killing Yang Ming at a fierce angle.

Elf Sword Dance (A) LV1: The Elf Ranger's characteristic skill, with a beautiful body and sharp sword moves, enough to make any enemy who invades the forest die under the sword.

The sword moves sharply, and the flowers are charming and eye-catching!

Others simply couldn't tell which one of the true and false sword moves was the deadly sword.

It's just that in front of Yang Ming's Luo Han Golden Body, all this is just a juggling skill!

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! "

The elf short sword slashed at Yang Ming's body in a violent storm, constantly rubbing out fierce sparks, and the sparks splashed out in all directions, only the mighty figure stood tall, like an invincible steel fortress!

"How so?"

"This can't be!"

"This must not be true!"

The male elf became more and more frightened, and his heart collapsed more and more, his eyes were moist, and his nose was run.

He kept muttering to himself, repeating the above three sentences.

He, got a nervous breakdown!