Game of Destiny: This player is different

Qin Nuo was about to put the potion in his pocket when a strong wind suddenly hit him from behind his ear.

Without any hesitation, he immediately tactically rolled to the right to avoid it.

Boom——

A ball of green flame shot out.

The tables, chairs and benches along the way were cut and broken instantly like butter cut by a hot knife.

Some of the debris that were chopped off were even scraped a little by the remaining flames of the green flames and began to melt in the air.

"Leave that bottle of potion."

The tall and thin black-robed man leaped into the air and stopped in the air half a meter above the ground.

The skinny and pale right palm remained in a forward position, and the left palm was holding a ball of red and white semi-solid gel.

It turned out that when Qin Nuo and others were attracted by the broadcast, the short and fat black-robed man sacrificed some of his flesh and blood as required and delivered it to the nearest "creature".

Who is the nearest creature?

Except for the "cow", there is no one else.

Regardless of whether you are willing or not.

The rules took effect at the moment of sacrificing flesh and blood.

The tall and thin man in black robe felt that an order was forced into his mind - to help the humble "people" relieve pain.

How to relieve it?

His eyes fell on Qin Nuo, the bottle of almond water potion rewarded by the hotel.

His intuition told him.

The liquid in the glass bottle is definitely useful.

"Grab the things and complete the order, then leave here quickly."

With this thought in mind, the tall and thin man in black robe swooped down.

The dark green flame on his palm grabbed towards Qin Nuo's head.

This grab was so fast that the distance between the two sides was reduced to less than three meters in the blink of an eye.

The latter raised his eyebrows and took out the Remington 870 with a swift movement and fired a shot.

The dark barrel as thick as a baby's arm roared angrily.

The No. 12 bullet collided violently with the green flame.

At a very close distance, smoke and dust filled the air and sparks flew.

Visibility was greatly affected.

At this stage, ordinary hot weapons have little effect. In the eyes of players with thick skin and flesh, guns are similar to the cannons and torpedoes played by children.

However, Qin Nuo did not expect to hurt the opponent.

With the help of the recoil of the gun and the smoke produced by the collision of firepower, he slid back quickly with his back close to the floor.

He avoided the claw attack that was bound to win.

The attack was frustrated, and the tall and thin black-robed man was slightly stunned.

It seemed that he did not expect this man to react so quickly.

It was not as ordinary as it seemed on the surface.

"Why, you want to rob?"

Qin Nuo got up from the ground, raised the transparent glass bottle in his hand, and sneered:

"What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't rob it. Do you understand, kid?"

"..."

The tall and thin black-robed man had a gloomy face and didn't know what words to use for a while.

Feeling that the spiritual energy in his body was constantly draining away, he didn't want to delay any longer.

The pale fingers flicked, and several green flames flew out and rushed towards Qin Nuo.

"Protect the emperor!"

Qin Nuo shouted in a low voice, looking directly at his teammates.

His cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, and his deep eyes were filled with an irrefutable command tone.

Bai Wei's mouth twitched as he was stared at.

A strong and greasy smell forced into his nose.

It was so embarrassing that he wanted to dig his toes into the floor.

Holding back his complaints, Bai Wei was about to summon a straw man to block the gun.

"Awoo——"

Yashimam roared to the sky, like a hound that received an order, and took the lead in moving.

He jumped up with a nimble posture, jumping and hopping among the scattered tables and chairs.

He clenched his curled palms into fists, and in a short period of time, he quickly threw several straight punches at the green flames.

[Skill name: Haofeng Bailiquan]

[Type: Fighting]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Usage: Active]

[Effect: Use both hands to launch high-speed continuous punches, up to 100 punches (no attribute physical damage)]

[Consumption: Each punch consumes 1 spiritual energy point]

[Usage conditions: Physical attribute is greater than or equal to 8, Strength attribute is greater than 8, and the upper limit of sanity value is reduced by 100 points after learning]

[Remarks; Oh la oh la oh la oh la]

[Remarks: If I say I will punch you 100 times, I will punch you 100 times, absolutely no water]

[Remarks: The first punch that shocked Chang'an-Jinfu. I never abuse my family. Jiang]

Although the mind of Yashen Ammonia is no different from that of a dog at this time, the strong physiological functions and the various functions he has mastered are still there.

Driven by instinct, he punched with both fists at high speed.

The wind whistled, almost dragging out an afterimage!

Without direct contact, the strong wind from his fist alone dispersed the green flames.

"Awoo, awoo--"

Yashima howled like a husky again.

His strong thighs stomped the ground, and his body crashed into the tall and thin black-robed man like a cannonball.

Simple, rough, and direct.

This was his fighting style.

"Hmph."

The tall and thin black-robed man waved his palm, with a green and evil aura mixed in.The flame storm swept towards Ba Shen Ammonia.

The latter did not dodge, and even showed excitement in his wise eyes.

Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta.

The high-spirited Ba Shen Ammonia seemed to be possessed by Alan Yegeer at this moment.

Passion was burning, and blood was surging.

His arms, which were still aching, clenched their fists again, and launched [Honorable Wind Hundred Breaking Fist] again against the green flame storm!

Every punch was thrown with all his strength, and every punch was made without reservation.

Countless fists were like pile drivers running at full speed, not only smashing the green flames to pieces, but also stirring up the evil spirits.

"One force breaks ten skills, Lao Ba is quite capable."

Qin Nuo rubbed his chin and watched from the sidelines.

It seems that he was not ready to take action.

"Aren't you going to help? This black-robed man seems to be very powerful."

Bai Wei stepped forward, holding the peach wood sword in his hand, obviously ready to join the battle.

"If we join the battle hastily in the current situation, it will disrupt Lao Ba's attack rhythm.

Besides, the opponent should have a trump card, so why not wait a little longer."

Qin Nuo turned his head to look at Leng Dai Dai and called out: "Sister Leng, give my double red stick some BUFF (enhancement status)."

Leng Dai Dai scratched his head and didn't understand at once.

"It's Lao Ba."

"Oh oh."

Accompanied by the rhythmic drumming, white light poured down from the top of Ba Shen Ammonia's head.

Physical strength UP (increase), speed UP, temporary strength attribute bonus...

Leng Dai Dai was not polite.

He applied all the BUFFs that could be used to Ba Shen Ammonia.

There was a detail that Qin Nuo discovered.

That is, the girl's weapon has changed.

From a trombone to a giant heavy drum that looks like a big chicken leg.

The drum handle is thick and yellow, and the drumhead is as black as ink.

There are seven hooked fangs inlaid around it.

It looks quite ferocious and brutal.

It is estimated to be effective against huge enemies.

The most interesting thing is that this heavy weapon, which is almost half a head taller than Leng Daidai, is actually a musical instrument.

The way to play is to put the drum head upside down and hit the drum surface quickly with both hands or one hand.

Through different beating rhythms, you can add various buffs to yourself or your teammates.

In addition, this weapon can also act as a shield to resist a certain degree of attack when necessary.

Attack, defense, and assistance in one.

It is obviously not a high-end product that those coquettish and cheap women in the treasure pavilion can match.