Wen Yiming killed the defender with one shot, Long Xiuzhu opened his eyes, his gaze fell on Wen Yiming's dragon spear, and still did not show any emotion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are endless bettors in the gambling area, which can be called a market.

Because in just four minutes, two more challengers were killed by Wen Yiming, both of them were fatal with one shot, but they did not perform bloody torture of corpses, and they were completely for the purpose of harvesting lives.

Wen Yiming still didn't use his hole cards, and the power of the softest hand instantly transformed into masculine power, and the speed of his explosion allowed him to completely deal with the second-layer martial arts cultivation of the two great martial artists.

Long Xiuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of battle finally appeared in his pupilless eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

The audience's emotions were mobilized again, catching up with Long Xiuzhu's momentum at the beginning, and the third challenger was overturned with one shot, and even the hosts who judged the high platform were shocked.

The cross-level challenge, no one could take a move under his gun, although the wonderful scene was not bloody enough, but the shock was far greater than Long Xiuzhu's method of abusing corpses.

Yiqing's complaint became louder, and he began to preach in the rest area, and pulled sponsors to re-raise his big brother.

Saiyaren's family is not much, and he is still cleaned up by this faithful disciple, but fortunately, he also made an IOU; Amon likes Yiqing very much, although he usually doesn't show much, but his doting heart is no worse than Wen Yiming, and he donated the living expenses sponsored by the boss.

Zhong Xiaoshan is a poor ghost, but he still can't stand Yiqing's three-inch tongue, and the two of them are as tall as they are still in love, and they painfully gave the dowry that had been saved for more than ten years to impulsively support them.

Ling Qingping and Yue Qimei wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide, but the two of them were little rich women, but they only symbolically meant it;

Originally, I wanted to let Sai Yaren go to bet, but I didn't think that Yue Qimei took the initiative to accompany Yiqing to the gambling area, and secretly took out half of her net worth to support Yiqing, so that this believer had a good impression of Yue Qimei, and for a while, the sisters were commensurate with each other, regardless of each other.

After calculating, Yiqing had nearly 100,000 high-grade spirit crystals in his hand, and he continued to raise the stakes without hesitation.

This time, in the odds area of five hundred to one, there was one more new bettor, and it turned out to be Cui Lang of the Samsung team when asked, but the bet was not much, one hundred spirit crystals. But there is finally one more supporter, which is undoubtedly a good thing for a believer like Yiqing, Cui Lang's name made her memorize, and decided that she would have the opportunity to meet and pull him into the church to educate and brainwash her.

This little episode went on quickly, but Wen Yiming had a faster pace of fighting in the cross ring, and in the blink of an eye, he had already picked up five challengers, which made some spectators who bet on five consecutive wins directly take two injections of chicken blood, and they danced with excitement, making the people who missed the opportunity next to them sigh.

After winning five games in a row, Wen Yiming shot five shots with one hand, all of which were pierced through the throat without exception, and some blood was splashed in the ring, without any bloody cruelty. But in this kind of unpretentious harvesting life, the pace is extremely fast, and death will occur in less than a minute, which is even faster than Long Xiuzhu's harvesting speed, which makes his voice in the field gradually exceed Long Xiuzhu's.

Wen Yiming's tranquil heart fluctuated, and the killing intent slowly came out of his body, facing Qin Bao, the sixth challenger who sacrificed his one-handed sword, the killing intent locked out and rushed straight to the target.

Qin Leopard sacrificed Fang Fang with one hand, and felt the cold killing intent of the other party, and his scalp exploded, and an invisible pressure seemed to be everywhere in the air, and Zhen Yuan and Nei Xi trembled in an instant.

Shocked, this is the only word that can describe Qin Leopard, he actually felt that his cultivation was suppressed in an instant, and there was no longer a feeling of being in his heyday, as if he had been violently consumed and his remaining strength was insufficient.

Wen Yiming could clearly feel that when the killing intent locked on Qin Leopard, there was an incredible fear and horror in the pupils of the other party's eyes, and he was also shocked in his heart, Qin Leopard, who was originally a fourth-layer Great Martial Artist, fell violently to the third layer of Great Martial Arts at the moment when he launched the killing intent suppression.

When Qin Leopard reported the last few words of his name, his voice was completely unnatural, and before he could stabilize his mind, the dragon spear had already enlarged in his pupils, and the fierce murderous aura struck towards his throat.

'Poof!'

A shot through the throat is still a move.

Wen Yiming is not as easy as everyone imagined, all the one-shot kills seem to be easy, but in fact, he uses the power of supreme softness to use it in an instant, focusing on blessings and listening to perception with his heart, and controlling the slightest change in his opponent, even including emotions.

It can be said that the six challengers are actually the real six unjust souls, and they were killed by piercing the throat before any strength could burst out, because the speed was extremely fast, so that they could not give birth to any strength to resist, whether it was retreating, dodging, or defending and parrying, the idea had just risen, and the dragon spear had already reached it one step ahead.

They are able to react but are unable to keep up with the reflex speed of their nerves in their movements, and they are completely watching the dragon lance pierce itself.

And all of this, Wen Yiming except for not using his hole cards, in fact, six guns, guns and guns are all going all out, it is not easy, he must save mental power.

The skill of mental power is his real backhand.

Wen Yiming raised the prestige of the masturbation team again, and there were only two names shouted in the field, Wen Yiming!

But then, the harvest of death continued, Wen Yiming's name had gradually disappeared, and his momentum reached its peak in the noisy and noisy loud discussions.

"Look, this white-haired boy is so cool, not happy or sad, but murderous, good, I like it!"

"The name is not Longxiu Bamboo Ox Fork, people are sword demons, first-class torture and killing, and they fly up!"

"Damn, the sword demon didn't give it to himself, who knows? If you want me to see, Wen Yiming is a killing god, a real killing god, just to harvest life, and disdain to abuse corpses!"

"Hey, Brother Zhang's words are very much in line with my opinion, it's good to kill the gods, and he said that his white hair was not made by hair dyeing potions, it's really cool. What's that? Dog, Ming'er will help me get a box of white hair dye potions. ”

"Wow, you're really, bring me a box. ”

"Don't make trouble, the seventh one sent to death goes up, kill Brother God, poke him to death!"

"Yes, yes, kill God, continue to shoot through the throat. ”

"A shot through the throat is not loud enough, kill the god! A shot is bloody, wahaha, yes. ”

"I think I can suggest that the killing god poke his head, what is it called?

"A headshot?

"Kill God, Kill God! One shot in the head, go!"

“......”

The cries were like a tide, the name of the killing god resounded throughout the audience, Sai Yaren's mind was full of spirit crystals with a loss of five hundred, twitching his shoulders, the melon seeds flew up again, Amon was seriously injured, he no longer had any scruples, but Amon secretly made a note in his heart.

The members of the team also entered the state, roaring the name of the killing god and coaxing.

The sixth challenger's cultivation was not high, and he was taken away without suspense.

To the ninth, it has always been the cultivation of the second layer or so of the Great Martial Arts, and there has never been a fourth-layer martial arts cultivation, which makes Wen Yiming more and more proficient with his gun.

In the tenth place, a challenger of the fourth level of cultivation of the Great Martial Arts finally appeared, which made Wen Yiming raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Crocodile team member, Hua Rong!"