The starting place is not far from here, Mo Wuchen was in a hurry, and at the same time, he was also distracted and opened the forum function, the server was open normally, so the forum function was also opened normally, and soon, Mo Wuchen searched for some information about the "Demon Dragon Guild".

The Demon Dragon Guild, a game guild that was established about four or five years ago and specializes in accepting various commissions to earn remuneration, was founded by the Huaxia King's family. It's not bad when it was first established, but later, this guild gradually degenerated because of the departure of the original family, not only began to engage in all kinds of wild PK and vendettas, but even secretly had offline PK This kind of extremely bad behavior, on the whole, is a notorious guild. Most of the members of the guild are underground black organizations, so they act ruthlessly and recklessly, although it is a nameless 26 union on the list, but no one wants to provoke the existence.

Very well, since it is a scum concentration camp, then I don't have any psychological burden to do it. Mo Wuchen smiled coldly, online vendetta, Mo Wuchen is not afraid, as for offline PK...... Ye Feng would definitely scream excitedly when he heard this.

While he was thinking, suddenly, Mo Wuchen stopped, and a group of people were surrounding the hillside not far away, pointing and saying something. From time to time, the sonorous sound of swords intersecting came from the crowd, and it seemed that they had already handed over.

didn't want the damage numbers that kept jumping out of his head to be eye-catching, so Mo Wuchen was not equipped with a silver sword, but with the help of level suppression and full strength, Mo Wuchen squeezed a passage through the crowd of onlookers and came to the front of the crowd.

In front of him, two small detachments of about dozens of people were fighting against each other in a clear manner, and not far away, a wild pheasant, which had always been huge, was walking around on the ground proudly. Mo Wuchen saw at a glance one of the men holding a wooden staff in his hand, and his ID was displayed on the top of his head, which was the words of Feng.

At this time, Ye Feng was standing in place with his arms folded on his chest, with a comfortable face, in front of him, was a yellow-haired man named "Dragon Language", holding a dagger, looking at Ye Feng's eyes fierce and resentful, as if a hungry wolf was inspired to be cruel and ferocious.

On the ground, there were several corpses lying on the ground, some from the Demon Dragon Guild and some from Ye Feng's side, but the number of people on Ye Feng's side was obviously less than that of the Demon Dragon Guild, and the people of the Demon Dragon Guild also seemed to be afraid of Ye Feng's existence, so the two sides did not make a move under each other's scruples, but adopted the psychological tactics of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, intending to frustrate the other party's morale first.

However, from the ugly faces of the few people from the Demon Dragon Guild standing in front of the crowd, it could be seen that the people from the Demon Dragon Guild had obviously kicked an iron plate. And after Mo Wuchen glanced at the person who was fighting against Ye Feng, he shook his head and lost interest and set his eyes on the large wild pheasant.

[Pheasant King]: The elite of the beast department, a wild pheasant that has been mutated by a certain amount of alienation energy, has a fierce personality, will take the initiative to attack anyone who approaches, and has comprehended some rudimentary magic.

Level: 3

Health: 4100

Physical Attack: 622

Magical Attack: 317

Physical Defense: 204

Magical Defense: 65

Characteristic:

{Sensitivity}: Although the body has become larger, the sensitivity has increased, which is really unscientific! Evasion rate increased by 15%.

[Flame Combo]: When attacking normally, there is a 70% chance to attack the enemy 2~4 times in a row with a claw containing fire power with 65% damage, and the damage caused is all fire damage, and there is an 8% chance of attaching 5 seconds of burn, and 40% of the damage received will be dropped every second for 4 seconds.

Skill:

[Fireball Technique]: The Wild Pheasant King learned out of nowhere turns his skill, condenses flames, and attacks a single enemy with 30+125% damage, causing fire magic damage at the same time, 15% chance to add a burn state for 6 seconds, causing the target to drop 35% of the damage value of qi and blood per second......

Since Mo Wuchen's level had reached level 6, he could easily read out the attributes and skills of this Wild Pheasant King. I have to say that the attributes of the elite monster are terrifying, if you don't get the silver weapon, even if Mo Wuchen wants to clean it up now, it will take a lot of effort, but now, although this Wild Pheasant King is powerful, it is no longer in Mo Wuchen's eyes, and under the sight of ten thousand swords, even if the Wild Pheasant King's blood volume is doubled, it will be correct in seconds!

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the field, Mo Wuchen followed the sound, and found that the yellow-haired young man who was going around Ye Feng before, looking for the next phone, had fallen to the ground at some point, and the smell of roasted meat slowly emanated from his body, obviously dead and unable to die anymore.

"Good! Well done! The people on Ye Feng's side saw that the leader had easily defeated the people sent by the Demon Dragon Guild, and they immediately couldn't help but let out a cheer of relief, while a few people who were not afraid of things simply sneered at the Demon Dragon Guild's side, which made the atmosphere on the side of the Demon Dragon Guild, which was originally gloomy, even more solemn.

At this time, a man with the "Demon Dragon Secret" on his head stepped forward, and secretly glanced at Ye Feng, who had defeated his opponent, but did not show the slightest hint of anxiety, and was secretly surprised by the extraordinaryness of this young man in his heart, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of imperceptible pulling.

"This little brother is so strong, such a master, but he was dragged down by a small team that was useless, and it really buried the little brother's ability. I don't know if the little brother is willing to join our Demon Dragon Guild, although our union is not a powerful force, but we have these iron-like brothers, have common ambitions and dreams, and we are determined to leave a piece of the world in the Huaxia country. As long as the people of the Demon Dragon Guild are all common brothers, and if the brother is wronged outside, we will definitely bring thousands of troops to administer justice for the brother. ”

I have to say that this person whose name is Demon Dragon Hidden can say it, if it is a fledgling hairy boy, he will definitely be moved by these words, but unfortunately, he met Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng's age is not very old, for some reason, his heart is so deep that even Mo Wuchen is sometimes a little uncertain.

"Hehe, thank you for the kindness of this brother, it's a pity that I'm used to being alone, and I don't have any idea of joining the guild for the time being, and I don't like some tricks like one in front of you and one behind the other, so I appreciate your kindness." Ye Feng smiled faintly, a slight flush appeared on his face, as if he was a little flattered by someone who was praised, but in the depths of his gaze, he was as indifferent as uncivilized thousand-year-old ice.

"That's a shame." The young man sighed very regretfully, and turned to leave, but the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

The air behind Ye Feng suddenly distorted, and then a cold blade that seemed to penetrate the soul poked out of the void and stabbed towards the back of Ye Feng's neck fiercely and decisively. This sneak attack came too directly, so when the people around him came back to their senses, the cold blade was no longer as far as the thickness of a piece of paper from Ye Feng's neck.

Ye Feng still stood there in his original posture, as if he hadn't noticed the deadly attack from behind. Suddenly, there were a few exclamations from the surrounding crowd, and many timid players even immediately covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic situation of the young man on the spot.

It's just that if anyone pays attention, they can find that the corners of Ye Feng's mouth have already curled up in a subtle and weird arc.

The next moment, a blood-red damage void jumped up, but Ye Feng did not fall, but a person wrapped in a black robe flew upside down from the void, and the damage value that gradually disappeared above his head made everyone present fall into shock-

2533.

It's not critical damage, but even if it's critical damage, it's enough to make the jaws of those present drop.

At this time, a man dressed in a novice cloth and holding a long sword with silver light slowly loomed out of the void, his eyes were as light as ice water, but with an awe-inspiring aura that seemed to pierce the soul, making people dare not look at him. Above his head, the number with the word -25 kept jumping out, who was it not Mo Wuchen.

And the reason why it can cause such high damage is naturally because of the "sneak attack" special effect attached to this silver sword, which is a sneak attack in stealth, and an additional 100% attack power is added, which is not decently sharp.

"This ......"

After recovering from the shock of the huge damage caused by Mo Wuchen's hand, the demon dragon's faint gaze moved from the figure that had been torn to almost pieces, and finally, it was fixed on the [Dark Earth Wolf Fang] with the hideous wolf beast sword grid held by Mo Wuchen, his lips trembled suddenly, and then he spit out a confused conjecture: "This is, the silver weapon?!" ”

Before the words fell, the surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and in the next second, countless or hot, or suspicious, or greedy eyes fell on Mo Wuchen, as well as the hideous, cold and cold wolf fang, although Mo Wuchen did not speak, but he was able to create such a shocking damage, and at the same time it shone with a silver glow, except for the silver vessel, they really couldn't think of anything else that could cause such a terrible destructive power.

Feeling the air around him that suddenly became extremely weird, Mo Wuchen's brows furrowed slightly, but the next moment it stretched out, if there was no trace of ten thousand swords, Mo Wuchen could only choose to be careful in dealing with the current situation, walking on thin ice, although Mo Wuchen was not afraid of physical attacks from the other party, but the magic bullet from the trainee magician, if he was accidentally hit several times at the same time, the threat to Mo Wuchen was also very deadly.