"cough cough cough ......" Cao Yibing used a ghost head knife to hold on to the ground, and straightened up with difficulty, at this time Cao Yibing was really embarrassed, a set of expensive suits on his body was directly blown into rags, his flowing hair was half burnt, his skin was blackened, and only a mouthful of small white teeth could be seen.

Standing there with a ghost head knife looks inferior to a beggar, at least the clothes on the beggar's body can cover the skin of the whole body, and Cao Yibing does not have a good place on his body at this time except for a pair of leather shoes that are still intact.

"I'm grass...... It's pathetic. Li Poverty looked at Cao Yibing's embarrassed appearance, shook his head and looked unbearable, and the next moment Li Poverty reached into his treasure bag, took out a piece of iron that shone with silver light and threw it directly at Cao Yibing.

"Danger!" Cao Yibing jumped to the side almost reflexively, like a funny monkey.

Dingdingding......

The silver piece of iron fell to the ground, making a series of crisp sounds, but there was no explosion, just spinning on the ground, and finally the piece of iron stopped, and everyone's eyes looked over, only to see a one-dollar coin lying alone on the ground.

"Huh? A dollar! Everyone was stunned, this, what is this for?

Li Poverty looked at Cao Yibing at this time and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I really can't help it when I see Brother Cao dressed like this, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

"Poof......

After Li Poor said this, the first thing he couldn't hold back was Shi Kui, who had been smiling, and this zombie face was the first to not hold back a snicker.

Shi Kui's smile was like contagion, and everyone present laughed out loud, if it weren't for the sabre-rattling, everyone would really wonder if there was a party here.

The unbridled laughter of everyone completely pierced Cao Yibing's fragile heart, Cao Yibing's most important thing is his own face, the young master of the Cao family, a nobleman in the cultivation world, was treated as a monkey by Li Poverty at this time, which had already made Cao Yibing angry.

"You! Li is poor, Lao Tzu chopped you to pieces! ”

Cao Yibing roared, and the next moment he wielded a ghost-headed broadsword, like a demon god, and his murderous aura soared into the sky.

"Go and die for Lao Tzu!" Cao Yibing roared angrily, and the next moment he slashed at Li Poor with a knife.

"I'm from Nyima, I'm still here, it's endless, isn't it! Go! ”

Seeing that Cao Yibing was coming up, Li Poor didn't want to do anything, and threw it directly with a yin thunderbolt.

Cao Yibing had suffered the loss of Yin Leizi, so when he saw Yin Leizi, he immediately hid to the side, and the next moment Yin Leizi exploded, shocking the earth, but this Yin Leizi did not hurt Cao Yibing.

Cao Yibing just paused for a moment, and the next moment continued to approach Li Poverty.

"Grandma, it's good to hide, another one."

Boom!

"I'll go, and I won't hit it, so I'll have another one."

Boom!

"One more."

"One more."

"One more!"

Bang, bang, bang......

The explosions came and went, although Cao Yibing cultivated to achieve it, but at this time, he was blown up by Li Yi like his grandson, and kept dodging, because as long as Cao Yibing was a little sluggish in dodging, a yin thunder exploded beside him, and the scene was quite tragic.

Cao Yibing hated Li Poverty at this time, and even hated Li Poverty for a time more than Liu Tianqi, but it was useless to hate, Li Poor was just like a hedgehog, people don't fight with you for strength, only for financial resources with you, no matter how close you get to others, people are a yin thunderbolt.

Gu Cao Yibing did not have complete statistics, just a moment ago, Li Poor threw out nearly twenty Yin Thunderbolts, which is worth 100 million, and can defeat nearly 100 million local tyrants in just two minutes, this is simply a fighter among local tyrants.

"Huhuhu......" Cao Yibing was desperately panting when he was chased by Li Poverty, staring at Li Poor with murderous eyes and said: "Huhu...... You wait, I see that you still have a few Yin Thunder Seeds, and when you run out of Yin Thunder Seeds, Lao Tzu will definitely chop you to pieces! ”

Li Poor listened to Cao Yibing's words and didn't make any explanation, but reached out and took out a wooden box of red sandalwood from the storage bag, opened the wooden box Cao Yibing saw a scene that made him collapse, and saw twenty Yin Thunder Seeds neatly placed in the wooden box.

"I'm grass, Nima!" Cao Yijun looked at the Yin Lei Zi in Li Poor's hand, his mentality was extremely broken, he had already thrown twenty of them, how could there be twenty of them?

But before Cao Yijun could vent the shock in his heart, at this time, Li Poor took out a red sandalwood box that was exactly the same as just now from the storage bag again, and opened it with twenty Yin Thunder Seeds inside.

Cao Yibing's mouth was already shocked at this time, and at this time, Li Poverty did not stop, and continued to take out a rosewood box, which was another twenty Yin Thunder Seeds.

"I'm grass." At this time, it was not Cao Yibing who was shocked alone, even Cao Yijun and Shi Kui, who were sullen and cold, opened their mouths, trying to calm themselves down, it's not a big deal, it's not a big deal, isn't it just an SB tyrant, it's okay, it's okay.

Now with the twenty Yin Thunder Seeds thrown out by Li Poverty, there are already eighty Yin Thunder Seeds in Li Poverty's hands, worth 400 million.

But as a real local tyrant, how could Li Poor not make up a whole number, just when everyone thought that Li Poor had almost taken out all the inventory, Li Poor once again took out a rosewood box in the surprised eyes of everyone.

Four rosewood boxes, eighty yin thunder seeds, Li Poor looked at Cao Yibing and said: "My father only gave me one billion to squander this time, of which 500 million I exchanged for a hundred yin thunder seeds in the Yin Shangmen warehouse, since the first pass surnamed Cao, you can't get along with me, nothing else, you let me throw these 100 yin thunder seeds, and when I run out, I will quit the game, what do you think." ”

Li Poor looked at Cao Yibing and said lightly, anyway, Li Poor is here to play in the Dao League Competition, since the surname Cao can't get along with him, he will use these 100 Yin Thunder as a cannon to play, is it good to listen to it.

Local tyrants, too local tyrants, everyone present at this moment knows what it means to be wealthy, and only then do they know why the cultivation of the people in the Yin Business Sect is not outstanding, but it has always been the most stable position among the five gates, nothing else, a little clue can be seen from today, just like this, the local tyrant plays, unless it is at the point of absolute crushing, otherwise who dares to guarantee that it is Li Poor's opponent.

"Goo-toot!" Cao Yibing looked at the stacked Yin Leizi and swallowed his saliva, and the anger in his heart disappeared without a trace, at this moment Cao Yibing even suspected that he might have picked the most difficult thorn in the five-door squad as an opponent.