(2nd Update)

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of the Thunderbolt Puppet Show Abandoning the Emperor of Heaven and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

"No."

Yang Ming still stored the number of lottery draws and prepared for a big draw.

By the way, Yang Ming absorbed Hu Liena into the Shenwei space, although Hu Liena's strength can crush most of the people in the Killing Capital, but in the face of the law enforcement team of the King of Slaughter who unlocked the soul technique, Hu Liena's strength is a bit insufficient, and it will even become a burden to Yang Ming.

"Oh?" Seeing that Yang Ming actually turned a big living person into a trick, the captain of the law enforcement team, a man known as black and white impermanence, narrowed his eyes into a dangerous gap, and said: "This doesn't look like a soul skill attached to the soul bone, it seems to be the ability that comes with his eyes, it seems that this kid is not simple, everyone be careful, don't overturn in the gutter." ”

Behind the black and white impermanence, a group of law enforcement team members secretly felt sorry for themselves.

The people who were able to enter the law enforcement team in the Killing City were all murderers who had achieved outstanding performances in the Hell Killing Fields and joined the command of the King of Killing, and they naturally understood the truth that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

At that moment, bursts of powerful soul power fluctuations were released, and all kinds of martial souls appeared, and circles of white, yellow, purple, and black four-color soul rings bloomed like spring flowers, blooming with magnificent colors, but in front of the bloody murderous aura that permeated their bodies, they added a bit of evil color.

If he just dealt with a Titled Douluo, Yang Ming was confident that he would still have a certain chance of victory if he was full of firepower.

But in the face of the members of the law enforcement team whose number is less than a hundred, and most of their strength is above the realm of the Soul King and Soul Emperor, Yang Ming will not be stupid enough to single-handedly challenge all of them, although Yang Ming is usually reckless, it is because his strength can crush the opponent, but this does not mean that he is stupid.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Strategic retreat!

With his thoughts surging, Yang Ming raised his right arm, spread his five fingers, and aimed his palm at the various opponents who were swooping in, as well as their various attacks.

"HRE Celestial Sign!"

A word fell, and the repulsion was overflowing.

It was like a hammer striking heavily on everyone's hearts, and one after another muffled voices came and went, and the members of the law enforcement team who wanted to win the first gong Chong were immediately pushed back a few steps back by Lian Lian, and even the long-range attacks they unleashed were wiped out in an instant.

With the repulsion to push himself, Yang Ming's figure exploded.

Going out from the door of the hotel room that exploded, he didn't bother to go down the stairs, and directly brute force smashed into the blackened wall before, and in the sound of rubble, Yang Ming jumped a faith and landed on the lawn laid outside the hotel, and rolled a few times in succession, so as to unload the strength of the fall.

Immediately after, Yang Ming's back muscles were tight, like a fried meow arched, ten toes grabbed the ground, his waist sank, his knees were slightly flexed, and his calf muscles were like springs that tightened the bowstring, accompanied by a little toe, a strong force pushed Yang Ming to shoot more than ten meters away.

It's too late, it's too soon!

As soon as Yang Ming walked with his front foot, the attack from the upper floor of the hotel immediately fell overwhelmingly.

The members of the law enforcement team are all beings who can perform soul skills, and members with long-range attack soul skills can unleash the violent factor to their heart's content.

Scorching fireballs, lightning and thundering thunder guns, upside-down waterfalls, and rolling stones.

In the blink of an eye, the lawn laid by the hotel had long been gone, and even the ground had been turned over several layers of skin, and the ground was sunk into a five-meter-deep pit, full of traces of various soul skills after destruction.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ming didn't look back to look at the result, just stood still, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind from the left, which was not mixed with any malice and killing intent, just like the subtle sound of flies flying over and flapping their wings in his ears, and even if it weren't for Yang Ming's strong spiritual power, his divine sense was always shrouded in a radius of three hundred meters, I am afraid that he would not suspect that this was a man-made attack.

This is a top assassin!

He has already passed the chameleon martial spirit, and his figure is seamlessly connected with the surrounding environment, reaching the realm of the unity of heaven and man, as soon as he makes a move, he is a ruthless nirvana, and the time chosen is just when Yang Ming is standing unsteadily, and the target is aimed at Yang Ming's temple.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless!

If you don't make a shot, it's just a shot!

But it's a pity that this Keen Attack Soul Master shouldn't have targeted Yang Ming.

After more than sixty long hell killing fields, the passive ability of the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand had already been piled up to the point that even he was terrified, and the sharpness alone was enough to enter the ranks of the strongest weapon martial souls, not to mention the attack speed that came with it.

Fast!

It's so fast that even the eyes can't catch the trajectory of the sword's movement.

With a belated "ding", the assassin only felt that his vision had changed, and he seemed to see a severed neck, and he was getting farther and farther away from his body.

The head fell to the ground, and the assassin's eyes opened, with a trace of dazedness in his eyes, as if before he died, he didn't understand how he was discovered and how he was killed by Yang Ming.

With a sword at the head, Yang Ming's footsteps did not stop at all, as if the hand just now was still at ease, not enough to brag.

But for those who followed later, the senses were different.

Looking at the corpse of the assassin, many people subconsciously slowed down, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"This kid is so terrifying, even the chameleon An Neng can't do anything about him!"

"I think he was an old silver coin who won more than 60 consecutive games in the Hell Killing Field, with his invisible soul technique, I don't know how many opponents died, I didn't expect that the wild goose would be pecked by the goose all day long, and there was actually a time when he missed!"

Seeing that some people were angry with others to destroy their prestige, the rest of them angrily reprimanded:

"Look at your cowardice, what are you afraid of, don't forget, even the captain has been dispatched this time, and that kid is not ready to be caught?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

The captain of the law enforcement team rode the clouds of blood falling from the sky, and he didn't seem to use the martial spirit, but in fact, he had already merged with the martial spirit.

His martial soul is very special, it is a beast martial soul, called the dark blood leech, which is very weak for the increase of the body, but has an excellent affinity for darkness and blood, and after combining the well-matched dark and blood-based soul skills, his strength is even more unfathomable, and he has always been the right-hand man of the king of killing.

Looking at Yang Ming's rapidly departing back, the corners of the black and white impermanence mouth hooked up a cruel smile, aiming at Yang Ming and shaking his right hand.

"Fifth Soul Technique, Bloody Waterfall Burial!"

The light that symbolizes the soul ring of ten thousand years flows deep and black, and the blood under the feet of black and white impermanence turns into a blood-colored river, crossing a wonderful arc in the sky, like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens and pouring vertically, rendering a disgusting smell of blood.

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