This throw was like flowing clouds and sweeping across thousands of troops, exerting power that he had never imagined.

His originally fat body suddenly became extremely flexible. His two arms, like Jinhua ham, suddenly looked like two vises. When he grabbed the player, he didn't even tremble, and just picked up like a pocket.

He was originally a defensive hero, with neither attack nor speed, but his physical strength value increased a lot. However, the hero was always a hero, and no matter what he added points, his skills were always there.

And just now, a red light suddenly popped up on his body. It was the exclusive skill of a level 70-level hero - Strength to drive mountains and rivers.

In twenty seconds, the power of the hero using this skill will be tripled and the speed will be doubled. If it is a high-attack or high-agility hero, this skill can become a mobile killing machine in a short time. As for the use of this flesh shield, at best, it can only make him move more beautiful and more obvious when he is embarrassed (note that it means throwing people out).

After he picked up the player, he raised him high above his head with both hands, threw him two circles in the air, and then threw it out like a hammer ball.

Then, he looked at his hands foolishly, as if he couldn't believe that everything was done by himself. His mouth was so wide that he couldn't speak several times that he wanted to speak.

"Damn it! You didn't fucking see our loyal alliance, right? You dared to throw us two of you in a row!"

"Dog x, what's the point of losing you two? You had a great strife before, but the result was that not all of us elites who went into the trap!"

"What elites do, they are all fucking trash!"

"Who are you calling me for being trash!"

"How about scolding you! Trash! It's obviously a JB, but you have to read it backwards!"

"Do you guys be loyal? I see that your loyalty is all fucking shit! You should change your name to the bullshit team!"

“＄…%#…＄ＥＥＥＥＥ”

“…%…—￥#￥#!￥,…###￥ people”

“…”

"Oh, good tea..."

I crossed my legs and sat on the altar, and took out a pot of good tea in a leisurely manner and began to taste it carefully.

Although these players are not very good at doing serious business, they are better than each other when they fight verbal battles.

From the other party's immediate family to the 18th generation of ancestors, to relatives and friends, no one who has the word "女" on the name has escaped the words "女".

There are also some organs from top to bottom, and they are regarded as targets of attack, from appearance to function, including service life, workplace, performance, and performance. They are all described as vivid, just like a film in a certain country reappearing on the spot.

It’s better to fight!

I'm worried that there is not enough time, and there is no way to take so many people. If they can fight by themselves, even if they can't die much, it's good to be able to relieve me of some pressure.

Unfortunately, that battle did not really spread. After all, no one is a fool. At this time, it would be strange if you go back and don’t be scolded to death by your own bosses.

At this moment, there is no matter how disagreement between gangs, after all, there is still a system separation line for immortals and demons. To compete for merit and power, it is not up to them to decide. Even if they have a big upset here, maybe they may have a drink at a table and become comrades in the blink of an eye.

Even if several gangs are going to fight to the death in the future, it will be after these system activities are over recently. By then, what kind of revenge cannot be avenged and what debt cannot be settled?

So, when enough players were pushed into the trap in chaos and the distance was enough to allow the heroes to charge to the altar, the war that I ignited was finally extinguished.

Those hatred eyes were all focused on me alone. If I could kill people, I guess I would not be as simple as being greatly relieved.

Those who stayed in the ice sculptures, those who were trapped in the mud, and those who were entangled in metal wires, even opened their mouths one by one, trying to swallow me alive and humiliate me in every way, so that they could vent their hatred.

But, what did they see?

What they saw was a purple aura that was standing on a purple sword, with fairy clothes and long hair floating around, and a blood-like chain surrounding them, like a demon from hell reappearing on earth - a ghost tribe Taoist priest.

"Hundred...Hundreds of ghost yaksha!"

A voice exclaimed, and it was not until this moment that they finally recognized me.

In fact, since the beginning, I have never deliberately hidden my true face. However, during that period, almost all players were attracted by the traps and formations of the ground, and there was a little black around me constantly harassing me, so I didn’t have the chance to see if the person inside was round or flat.

But now, I stood on the Xuanyuan Sword and burned his light to the maximum. In addition, the blood light effect of the Heart Sword makes me unable to avoid notice.

In fact, I didn’t deliberately create that kind of evil spirit like hell, but the sword light of the Heart Sword is too dazzling. Perhaps it is because it comes from the black flame furnace, or it is possible that it is just a copy of the Xuanyuan Sword. The so-called yin and yang of the heaven and earth are like black and white. Xuanyuan Sword’s righteousness is an indescribable evil when it comes to the heart Sword.

At this time, I naturally looked extraordinary when I gathered the righteousness of the Xuanyuan Sword and the evil spirit of the Xin Sword.

Until a long time later, when I watched this video again, I felt that the figure standing on the Xuanyuan Sword was a little unfamiliar.

To be honest, even though Yunyun was already laughing at my own stinky farts at that time, I still have to say that at that time, I was really cool!

From that exclaim, I knew that my purpose had been achieved.

Those players already know who I am. Even if the only people present are me and Xiao Hei, who was mistaken for the player, those players have to consider their abilities.

After all, so many albums of "The Legend of Heaven and Earth" were not filmed in vain. It is enough to shape an ordinary player into an omnipotent god.

Although many of them are my own skills and skills, I have to say that the computer technicians led by Chuanya and Xiaolan have already practiced the ability to render the atmosphere to perfection. The plot that was already gorgeous and unusual in their hands was even more shocking like an international blockbuster.

So, after seeing my gorgeous performance, none of the players in the demon camp thought of going to see my level or using special appraisals to examine my skill level. The name Baigui Yasha has already played a sufficient role.

Even if everyone knows that the number one Taoist priest in the Eastern Continent is not me, but I ask the sky without saying a word. But when it comes to Taoist priests, in addition to asking the sky without saying a word, there are also names like An Luohong and Yan Guojiu Liuhen appearing at the same time. Among these names, there is naturally a Hundred Ghost Yasha.

Especially, there is a title of Dragon City City Lord hanging above my head, which makes me no longer just a Taoist priest in their minds, but a symbol of a whole city.

"It's over, Baigui Yasha is here, and the people from Longcheng are coming soon. It seems that this point cannot be defended, so let's retreat quickly."

"No wonder it was so powerful before. It turned out to be Baigui Yasha. Why didn't I die just now? It's probably not that easy to die now."

"Idol! If the gang hadn't chosen the demon camp, I really wanted to join Dragon City. The Light Camp is good, and it's not like us now..."

"Damn, he only has two people, and that one over there is still an unknown little yi. What are you afraid of?"

Finally someone realized this, and then someone shouted loudly: "Everyone is here together, I'll get a hundred ghost yakshas, ​​and I'll get my reputation!"

Dizzy! I'm already ss!

But it's no wonder they think so.

Each player will get a certain merit value when killing an enemy camp player. The higher the merit value of the opponent, the higher the merit value you can get after killing him.

So, almost everyone will think that: With the Lord of Dragon City, his reputation and merits must be so high, right? Then if he dies...

It is said that interests can blind people's eyes, and now is the best example.

Amid the crowd's shouts, the Soul-Summoning Temple is no longer as quiet as before. Various weapons constantly collided with the ice sculptures, and the sound made is enough for every player to cover his ears.

Seeing this situation, it is fake to say that it is not nervous.

Fame is my reputation, and I know very well how strong I have. At best, my current level is almost the same as the players present. If I can really kill hundreds of them at one time, I wouldn’t have to set up so many formations or throw so many traps before.

Perhaps, it is not difficult to save your life among this group of players, and it is not difficult to kill them one by one, but it is definitely not a face-to-face game, but requires enough time and opportunity.

But now, I obviously don't have that opportunity.

Because once I focus all my attention on those players, someone will turn off the soul-locking lamp that has just been lit up soon. By that time, what I have to face is not hundreds of people, but the players in the demon camp who are constantly coming.

Damn, if you can't do it, you have to fight.

A short spell chanted from my mouth, and a stone like a meteor fell from the sky.

Even if the soul cannot follow, I can no longer hesitate.

The fire rain meteor formed by the fire spirit talisman and the earth spirit talisman is enough to smash the players entering the Soul Conquer Temple to amazement. As for what happened later
Chapter completed!