Star Luo City, the Imperial Palace.

Looking at Yang Ming's figure coming out of the dust and mist, the Praetorian Guards around him were startled at first, and then saw that there were all their own people around, not to mention two hundred, and they immediately felt certain in their hearts, and their courage became fat.

"Everyone's on the side!"

"There is only one enemy, don't be afraid!"

"He resisted so many crossbow arrows in the air just now, and the soul power consumption must be very large, maybe he is still a defensive soul master with low attack and high defense!"

"In this wave, we have a big chance of winning!"

"Fight, glory and wealth are in front of you!"

"Kill!"

A group of Praetorian Guards with different faces and various weapons and martial spirits in their hands rushed forward from all directions amid a roar containing murderous intent.

Just looking at that posture, it's really scary.

If you were a timid person, you might have been taken first, and most of your courage would have gone, and you wouldn't be able to exert your strength.

"A group of ants also dare to compete with the sun and the moon"

Yang Ming snorted coldly, his face showing disdain.

With a few words, a thousand waves were stirred, and the surrounding Praetorian Guards immediately lit up their soul rings, and each of them used their own unique skills to throw them on Yang Ming.

Raging tiger claws, sharp arrows, domineering long knives, and scorching fireballs......

Yang Ming seemed to be frightened, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he didn't make any movement at all.

"You despise us so much"

"Die!"

With the shouts of the Praetorian Guards, all attacks fell.

"Boom! Rumble ......"

A powerful explosion was interspersed with nerve-piercing fire.

Under the smoke of gunpowder, everyone is obscured.

"Is it dead?"

The Praetorian Guards couldn't help but have such a thought in their minds.

When the smoke gradually faded away, revealing Yang Ming, who was unscathed underneath, everyone present looked horrified one by one as if they had seen some supernatural phenomenon.

"How so!"

"How did he survive such a dense attack?"

"Is he not a man?"

A ridiculous thought came to mind, and before they could turn around and run away, they saw Yang Ming suddenly raise his right hand.

Like a god high above the clouds, indifferently pronouncing the fate of the world, Yang Ming coldly spat out a sentence from his mouth:

"HRE Celestial Sign!"

It is as if the repulsion of substance pushes everything horizontally, whether it is people in front of it, flowers and trees, or pavilions, all of which are destroyed in an instant, and they are all wiped out in an instant.

With Yang Ming as the center, in a circular area with a diameter of five hundred meters, all living forms except him have been erased, and only the newly turned soil on the ground may be able to corroborate the proof that they have been here.

A Praetorian Guard stood outside the range of the HRE Heavenly Expedition, looking at the colleague who had been talking and laughing with him just now, and in the blink of an eye, he was so dead that there was not even a scum left, and a look of fear climbed on his face.

Seeing the demon god-like figure walking towards him, the poor Praetorian Guard even forgot to run away.

No, it should be said, his legs trembled, and he didn't even have the strength to move a step.

With a pop, the Janissary, who didn't look very old, sat directly on the ground.

Yang Ming stood in front of him, staring at him condescendingly, and said:

"You know, why I deliberately left you dead"

"Little ones don't know."

As soon as the young Praetorian Guard spoke, he felt that it was not enough, and hurriedly said eagerly:

"If the adults have any orders, the little ones are willing to go to the soup for you!"

Yang Ming looked at him with a smile, and he didn't believe half a word of the promise in the other party's mouth.

"It's not necessary to go to the soup and go to the fire. I just need you to tell me where your Emperor of the Star Luo Empire is now! ”

The young Praetorian Guard was immediately shocked.

He glanced at Yang Ming, although the other party was wearing a mask on his face, he could still feel a pair of god-like eyes falling on his body, and he was full of excitement at the moment, he didn't dare to hide anything, and said it all like a bean.

"The emperor usually doesn't like to deal with official business, and he likes to stay in the wine pond and meat forest to play with the concubines and dancers, or stay in the palace and sing songs every night."

Seeing that the other party was not cautious and answered his question honestly, Yang Ming nodded secretly.

"Count on you for picking up a dog's life."

After that, Yang Ming walked in the direction of the wine pond meat forest.

Seeing Yang Ming's figure gradually moving away, the young Praetorian Guard suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really scared to death, listening to this adult's voice, it seems that his age is not much older, and the momentum he exudes is actually stronger than that of the Title Douluo powerhouse, and I don't know who he is."

The building is easy to find.

This is because it was built on the basis of a royal park in the palace.

Before Yang Ming approached, a burst of wine aroma came to his nose, mixed with a fishy to greasy smell of blood, and the two flavors combined to form a strange smell.

Yang Ming frowned, the pitch-black mask on his face squirmed, and an air filter was added to filter out the strange smell.

Walking up the nineteen steps piled up with white jade, a luxurious wine pool comes into view.

It's just that now, there is a swollen corpse floating on the surface of this wine pool, as if it was forced to drink a large amount of wine before dying, and its belly is high and swollen, like a woman who is pregnant in October, with the pale face exposed by the green tendons, not to mention how mad it is.

Yang Ming looked forward along these corpses, and saw a familiar figure standing in the wine pool, drinking one scoop after another, regardless of how dirty the wine was.

Hearing the movement outside, Davis opened his sleepy eyes, and Yang Ming's hazy figure appeared in his sight, and he couldn't help but burp and said:

"Yang Ming, I knew that you would definitely come to me."

"The moment I saw that the Evil Eye Saint King, who had been worshiped by our royal family for hundreds of years, died at your hands, I knew that no matter how far I fled to the ends of the earth, you would find me."

The royal genius who was once not inferior to Dai Mubai has now been reduced to a drunkard, his clothes are getting wider, his face is intoxicated, and his body is full of the smell of alcohol.

Yang Ming floated in mid-air, getting closer to Davis little by little, without any ripples in his heart.

It is said that the poor must have something to hate.

When Davis, in order to seize the imperial power, united a group of old-fashioned nobles and officials to kill the previous emperor, and joined forces with the invader Wuhun Empire to kill his younger brother Dai Mubai, how could he have thought that one day he would end up in the current field

"Yang Ming, if you want to kill or chop, come on!"

Davis opened his chest, looking like a broken jar.

Yang Ming sneered and said:

"Don't worry, you're going to die. It's just that I wasn't the one who killed you. ”

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