villain dawei

Everything Ouyang Dao did was to destroy it as much as he could. The old master was subdued so smoothly that the legendary Dragon Blood Association mastermind appeared, giving Ouyang Dao the power he needed. Ouyang Dao's principle has always been that power without control is power without control. Furthermore, the weakest is power.

Maybe it's a bit overkill, but Director Ouyang is so cautious. Now that a controllable legend is in his hands, Ouyang Dao doesn't mind publicly showing his identity as a legendary disciple. This is a cautious choice.

When Ouyang Dao was looking for a camp, he met many people who wanted to find a quiet place. The noise of the camp affected his practice. The barracks covered a large area, but there were road signs on the border to remind us that we had left the defensive position. Ouyang Dao finally arrived in an empty forest. After clearing the local forest, Ouyang Dao obtained a piece of hot land, mainly because Ouyang Dao cleared the forest and the big fireball by releasing fireballs.

In the process of brainwashing the old wizard, Ouyang Dao gained some experience and learned some simple runes. However, he did not have the characteristics of these elements, and the temperature of the magic was only very average explosive, but even so, it was much better than that of ordinary elites. Ouyang Dao's fireball attracted some attention, produced heat and damage, making others realize his power, and there was no sign that someone was trying to take over the territory. While Ouyang Dao was waiting, a professional set up a tent not far away.

"My friend, don't you want to join us?"

"What fun?" No matter what, there was nothing to do, Ouyang Dao just chatted with him, and the two sides chatted a few times. Ouyang Dao only knew that because many people wanted to open a place to live, I cleared the border barrier and discovered a natural energy miracle not far away.

There are three methods of kung fu in the world. In addition to the method of absorbing spirit, the other internal cultivation methods and breathing methods can absorb the energy of natural wonders well and achieve the purpose of rapid cultivation. Then, the opponent is already fighting for this unexpected miracle. In the chaos, the military set up a ring... Reward professional players to win 10 consecutive games.

As soon as the news of the competition came out, the competition became more intense. I came to see Ouyang Dao's professional players and reminded him to try it. Ouyang Dao listened enthusiastically. He saw some miracles in nature, but because of his energetic reasons, he did not notice them. Now Ouyang Dao wants to practice them, and his deep inhalation method needs the help of miracles in nature. Thinking of this, Ouyang Dao stood up without hesitation and left. There were still professionals he introduced to talk endlessly. Ouyang Dao left the next minute.

"Wait! Wait!" The professional caught up with Ouyang Dao, "You just left," said the sweet Jian, "What if the land you cleared is occupied by someone else?" Before Ouyang Dao could speak, the professional killer wanted to kill him. I'll help you see. Anyway, we live nearby Ouyang Dao Wu Sheng, and when we see this profession, we rub our fingers awkwardly. "I just help you look at this place, you have to pay me a little more because I deal with other professionals," Ouyang Dao said.

He realized that the reason he wore the ring was very simple: he earned a few gold coins. If Ouyang Dao had money, he wouldn't mind giving him one or two coins, except that he had bad clothes on his body, and the gold he carried had been destroyed on the battlefield long ago. Let him now

He really couldn't take out the gold coins. Ouyang Dao waved reluctantly, "Forget it, no one dared to occupy my camp."

Ouyang Dao waved his hand and walked away, and the stayed ignored Ouyang Dao's bluff. No one was watching, just waiting to be taken away!

It wasn't a few gold coins, and the garbage Ouyang Dao didn't know what he was thinking. He knew, but he didn't care. Ouyang Dao walked a few laps and quickly found the direction of the ring. The sounds exploded, and there was lightning and thunder. Ouyang Dao didn't need to search carefully. When Ouyang Dao arrived, there were already two professional players in the boxing ring. They were watching in the barracks, but they were also fighting fiercely.

Ouyang Dao glanced at it, not interested in the battle between the two elites, but was more concerned about understanding the battle, and that Ouyang Dao's subordinates have now become legends. "How can I register here, my friend?" Ouyang Dao patted the man in front of him on the shoulder, and he looked nervously at both sides of the boxing ring, clenching his hands in the white gloves. "How dare you go up?" said the professional player in front, then looked straight ahead and ignored Ouyang Dao.

"Why not?"

"Oh, Lancelot's disciple, the master of the Fire Dragon Sword, are you going to die?

"Ouyang Dao looked into the boxing ring and there was indeed a warrior holding the sword of flame. On the other side, he was fighting a professional who used toxins, hesitating between the movements, and the various insects he manipulated were withering. The man in front of Ouyang Dao beat his fist and muttering unfairly, as if he was the one in the boxing ring. After the two sides met in the ring for more than a dozen moves, the professional swordsman opened and closed, and had an advantage in the small ring. He fought with the professional swordsman several times, but then came back several times. The place where the poison was stored on his arm was bulging up, and Ouyang Dao, not to mention the professional killer, felt sad for him. When you were fighting, you were afraid to use all your strength, and it felt strange to win. Sure enough, using the advantage of the opponent's arm to retract his arm, the professional athlete who swung his sword made progress with a level racket.

The flames on the sword hit the latter's insect sac firmly, killing dozens of stored poisonous insects instantly. Another worker grabbed his arm and stepped back, looking at the blood of the green insects on his fingertips, revealing a regretful expression. "I surrender!" the professional shouted, hurried out of the boxing ring. There was no trace of him. Modred, can anyone else challenge me? Give me a prison for poisonous snakes, time waits for no one!"

The young man in the boxing ring cried, his arrogant demeanor angered other boxers. Mordred's teacher Lancelot, the Dragon Swordsman, was a domineering and understaffed person, and had a record of killing a group of thinkers to make things difficult for his disciples. There was no news about the Hunter Guild, the Crow Guard, and the Church. Since then, no one dared to touch Lancelot and his disciples in the south of Violet. This time, fighting for the prison of the Natural Wonder Snake began in an ordinary professional boxing match, and each had his own ability to fight.

When Mordred arrived, he announced his identity directly and high-profilely, bound the professionals he fought against, and easily won eight games. Mordred was much better than the average professionals, and because his opponents dared not give their all, the battle was easily won. Among the crowds below the ring, some elite experts could not stand watching, and there was a master behind them, and they might have guessed Mordred.

The intention. The mentality developed by Mordred has great advantages for overwhelming many professional talents. "Is there anyone else?"

He continued to shout, those who knew what they were doing looked at each other under the boxing ring, unsure if it was worth offending him and Lancelot, as a natural wonder? Bang! Ouyang Dao separated the crowd and stepped onto the steps of spiritual energy generation, which as the dust fell to the ground, Ouyang Dao rushed out of the steps in anger.

"Let's do it," Ouyang Dao said unarmedly, but the psychic steps he just created showed that he was a mage, and his current fighting posture made everyone laugh and cry.

"Who is the fool?"

"Why do you have to play melee when you know it's a magician?"

"Maybe, maybe Mordred can't see it." Don't joke. Maybe it's the tool for brushing Mordred's teeth. Because of Ouyang Dao's way of raising his hand, the crowd complained in a low voice. Mordred frowned and whispered: "Who sent you here?"? Go down! I accept your proposal." Ouyang Dao looked at me dejectedly. A group of ignorant people, no one knew that close combat was a real powerful mage, and fake mages would be afraid of close combat.

"It's okay," Ouyang Dao said, raising his hand to release the subconscious killer, and then he saw a ragged skeleton king standing in front of Ouyang Dao. The skeleton guard of the Death Desert! Mordred looked very scared.

How could such a monster appear here? The bone guards are made of sand, and physics has no effect on them. Mordred once fought side by side with them. He lost all his brothers and the last teacher who arrived saved him. Since then, Mordred's power has been strengthened, but the bone guard has always been his heart. In the eyes of everyone, Ouyang Dao moved his fingers, tremblingly retreated with his sword, as if he had seen some monster.

This is a bit ridiculous, and it reminds people of Mordred's performance in the play. The 'render' is stronger, so the struggle seems reasonable. "Wow!" "Come on, bastard!" The professionals shouted, but the people on the front line didn't think so. They looked at Ouyang Dao and became very nervous. A powerful magician, which is their evaluation of Ouyang Dao. They couldn't help but stand on Mordred's position, wanting to know if they could resist.

"Ah!" Mordred suddenly shouted in the boxing ring. His left armband fell off, revealing his shrinking left arm, which seemed to have completely lost moisture, and the skin around the bones shrank three times. What hallucinations he had that affected reality could not be false. Whether it was visible or not, at least Director Ouyang's strength was unquestionable.

This is a person with the ability and courage to do it. Mordred's left arm is only skin and bones, and if such damage is accidentally caused, it may leave a lasting impact. Ouyang Dao wanders in the boxing ring and is not in a hurry to act, but the skills of the subconscious killer aroused the penetration of the mind, which requires dragging the enemy into the subconscious for a period of time, and while realizing their spiritual struggles, sacrifices for the deceased and gaining characteristics.

As for the length of time required and the power of sacrifice, it depends on the industry's own talent, and the better the qualification, the lower the requirement.

Ouyang Dao has been in a coma for a long time, but the awareness of this profession has not arrived. As time goes by, a little sweat begins to appear on Ouyang Dao's forehead.