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

Yang Ming flipped his hand and slapped it out.

A golden dragon phantom spiraled out.

The dragon head and tail dragon claw dragon scales, every inch is lifelike, like a real dragon displayed in front of the guests.

"Dragons?"

All the guests were shocked.

For alien players, they were simply frightened by Yang Ming's skill.

In the heavens and realms, as long as it is related to the dragon, it is generally not ordinary.

It can be imagined that this skill is probably quite advanced at the moment!

As for the other guests, the rich and hundreds of families from the Light Wolf City were mixed.

No matter what others think, anyway, at this moment, the ghost assassin's heart is broken.

Because, the ghost assassin was shocked to find that even if it hid in the shadow of the lion Bailey, it still suffered extremely terrifying damage!

Not to mention, Dawei Tianlong has a strong ability to restrain all demons and monsters!

Watching his health collapse like an avalanche, the Ghost Assassin was horrified!

Unfortunately, the time left for it was not even too late to take out the blood recovery potion from the space capsule, and it had already disappeared.

But.

To the outside world, after the Golden Dragon Phantom disappeared, it didn't seem to have changed at all.

After all, when the ghost family dies, it will not leave any corpses, but will directly fly to ashes and annihilate.

A group of alien players also thought that the ghost assassin used professional skills to still lurk in someone's shadow, ready to sneak attack!

This view has produced a wonderful misunderstanding.

Of course, this can't blame these alien players for being stupid.

It can only be said that the combat effectiveness of the Terran war slag in the past has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even now, except for Bailey, the only lion who knew Yang Ming's horror, other alien players still looked at Yang Ming with the eyes of the past.

The orc players who did not sign the contract with Bailey the Lion suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"Rush!"

These guys with muscles directly lifted the black cloak they were wearing, revealing their rough skin and the knotted muscles.

Every orc player has a rough bone weapon, bone hammer, bone knife, bone sword, bone rod, and everything else.

When these orc players passed by Lion Bailey, Lion Bailey closed his eyes in despair.

Because, it was already able to guess how miserable these subordinates he brought would die!

Unfortunately, this reaction of the lion man Bailey confirmed its cowardice, incompetence, and timidity.

Elven players are a man and a woman.

The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, it is simply a character who came out of the painting, his appearance is comparable to that of a star, with pointed ears, and he is wearing a green half-body armor.

At this time, they also joined the queue besieging Yang Ming.

Two Elven players took out the huge longbows on their backs and mounted arrows with additional flame attributes, their fingers plucking the bowstrings like flowing water.

"Hurrah!"

One after another, the flaming arrows cut through the air, cutting through beautiful arcs in mid-air, aiming at Yang Ming's head and heart with deadly killing intent.

The Goblins are a short, thin race, and what these green-skinned guys like to do the most is to bully others and bully people less.

Besieging Yang Ming is something like this, naturally with the participation of these guys.

"Roar!"

Demon players cancel the camouflage skill, revealing the demon itself.

This is a wolf demon, huge as an ox, with gray-black fur, moving in the direction of the wind.

The intuition from the instinct of the demon race made this wolf demon faintly sense some kind of great terror from Yang Ming, which was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, which once made it creepy.

The wolf demon grinned at Yang Ming's teeth, its sharp teeth were exposed outside his lips, sticky spit slipped down his teeth, his body fell low on the ground, and the soles of his four feet gripped the floor.

It was like a spring ready to strike, and once it saw the right moment, it would immediately launch a fatal blow to Yang Ming.

And if Yang Ming's strength is unexpected, it can also calmly retreat.

As for the last alien player on the scene, he is from the ancient Wu clan.

This is a race very similar to the Terrans.

According to rumors, there are twelve supreme beings in the Wu clan, known as the twelve ancestral witches.

Although the body shape and appearance are extremely similar to the Terrans, it is strange that the Heavenly Races do not confuse the Wu Race with the Terrans, and the Wu Race has never recognized themselves as Terrans.

The Wu Clan player lifted his robe, revealing his lean body.

It was a man who looked to be about thirty years old, with a shiny bald head, drooping ears, stud earrings, and a strange tattoo on his upper body.

These tattoos are unique to the Wu people and are also the source of the great power that gives the Wu people.

Every adult witch clan must rely on its own strength, hunt powerful prey, and smeared the blood of the prey on himself to form the first tattoo.

At the moment, although the man was silent, all the guests present could feel a sense of danger from him that the volcano was about to erupt.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the attacks of many alien players fell on Yang Ming.

A brilliant golden light flowed continuously, and under the golden Buddha light, Yang Ming was like a Buddha of all sentient beings, and layers of golden light rippled on his body.

SSS-level skills, Luohan Golden Body!

With the unattainable defensive power of ordinary people, the arrows that the elven race has always been proud of have not even been able to pierce Yang Ming's skin!

The orcs and goblins rushed up with a hideous face, and various weapons slashed at Yang Ming.

"Dang! While! While! "

The weapons collided with the flesh and the flesh, and there was actually the sound of the morning bell and the twilight drum.

Even these weapons rubbed violently on Yang Ming's body, causing a trace of sparks, but they could not leave a single scar on his body!

Yang Ming tilted his head and spread his arms at will.

He looked in front of him with disdain, an orc player with a bone sword slashed at his neck, and as a result, there was no pain at all, and a hint of teasing could not help but appear in his eyes,

"That's it?"

Without waiting for the other party to react, and not waiting for the orcs and goblins besieging him to react, Yang Ming waved his hand and raised the bone knife.

The long and wide bone knife of the door panel condensed a powerful shock force, and instantly turned into a bloodthirsty butcher knife that took people's lives!

"Boom!"

The air exploded directly!

Looming cracks spread!

Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword qi crisscrossed, falling messily and mercilessly on the enemy's body, harvesting the remaining life from them.

A corpse covered in devastation fell at Yang Ming's feet.

He stepped on the head of an enemy, his eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon, looked around and smiled.

"With all due respect, everyone here is spicy chicken!"