Chapter Two Thousand and Thirty-One: A Good Sword That Can Kill Someone Is a Good Sword
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Halfway through the cigarette, Li Xiaobao's phone rang suddenly, if Yang Ming was next to Li Xiaobao, he would definitely be able to see that Li Xiaobao was sweating on his forehead and seemed to be a little nervous. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete!
However, at this moment, Yang Ming was also a little nervous, because the news about Han Bing was too important to him and to their young master.
After connecting, Li Xiaobao, who was a little nervous and worried, heard a familiar and moving voice from inside: "Xiaobao, I'm fine." ”
The nervousness and worry disappeared from Li Xiaobao's body in an instant, revealing a hehehe smile: "It's okay, follow them to a safe place and wait for me!"
"Well, you'll be back early!"
That voice had been engraved into Li Xiaobao's heart, and he naturally knew in an instant who it was, the woman he really had!
Hung up the phone, Yang Ming behind him hurriedly said: "What the hell is going on!"
Li Xiaobao put away his mobile phone, scratched his head and looked at Yang Ming: "Get out of the car!"
At this moment, Li Xiaobao's tone was not good, Yang Ming listened to it, and his face turned cold: "What kind of tone are you, do you want to die!"
"I think you want to die, get out of the car!" Li Xiaobao's eyes were cold, and he instantly revealed the murderous intent that had been suppressed for a long time.
The cold killing machine that made people feel cold all over their bodies instantly pressed towards Yang Ming.
Yang Ming's face changed, but he was furious: "It's against you, dare to speak to this seat like this!"
Li Xiaobao opened the car door, got out of the car, and stared at Yang Ming with murderous intent: "Come down and die, don't dirty this car!"
"What a big dog guts, I'm going to clean up the portal today!" Yang Ming got out of the car instantly, and a powerful qi machine burst out without reservation.
Li Xiaobao looked at Yang Ming with a somewhat mocking smile: "By the way, do you know who Lao Tzu is?"
"Uh...... Aren't you Li Daring?" Yang Ming frowned, not knowing what Li Xiaobao meant by this.
But as soon as the words fell, Yang Ming's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he stared at Li Xiaobao deadly: "You are not from the Yin Yang Sect!"
"It's too late to react now? By the way, Lao Tzu is the Li Xiaobao you want to threaten. Li Xiaobao stared at Yang Ming with cold eyes.
Yang Ming's face was extremely ugly in an instant, and he was pale: "It turns out that you are Li Xiaobao, I originally wanted you to leave, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and dare to go against the Yin Yang Sect, then this seat will send you to death today!"
"Hehe, I haven't even figured out what Lao Tzu looks like, you're embarrassed to come to trouble Lao Tzu!"
As soon as the words fell, Li Xiaobao took the lead, his eyes were cold: "Those who dare to move Lao Tzu have only one way to die!"
Rumble!
The two fought in an instant, Yang Ming, as the protector of the Yin Yang Sect, cultivated to be naturally powerful, although it was the late stage of the transformation realm, it was also the strongest category in the late stage of the transformation realm!
"Kill!" A dagger instantly appeared in Yang Ming's hand, heading straight at Li Xiaobao's vital parts.
At this moment, Li Xiaobao stood still, as if waiting for the other party's dagger.
However, Li Xiaobao's hand made a chopping action!
Yang Ming didn't understand what Li Xiaobao's actions meant, but in his eyes, Li Xiaobao was already a dead man, just a transformation period, how could he be with him.
But when his dagger was about to stab Li Xiaobao's neck, Li Xiaobao made a slashing motion, but a giant sword suddenly appeared in his empty hand!
Poof!
The sound of chopping meat suddenly sounded, followed by a scream that shook the sky.
"Ah......h
Yang Ming's hand holding the dagger fell to the ground in an instant, the wound was very round, because it was too fast, there was no bleeding at the moment, and the yellow flesh and the white bones could be seen.
Li Xiaobao went down with a sword, and Yang Ming broke an arm.
But this is not the end of Yang Ming's nightmare, just when Yang Ming's painful body seemed to lose control because his arm was cut off, Li Xiaobao's giant sword did not hesitate to cut off Yang Ming's other hand!
"Whew......"
The terrible screams resounded all over the world in this dark night, and people couldn't help but feel a little creepy when they heard it.
It's just that after this sound, Yang Ming finally realized what happened to him, he was full of confidence to kill Li Xiaobao just now, and he couldn't care about the heartache of losing his arms, and swept back frantically.
But at this moment, the long sword in Li Xiaobao's hand was instantly straight, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Ming, and his figure was extremely strange and chased away.
Yang Ming was shocked to find that he couldn't dodge Li Xiaobao's sword blade, and the terrifying qi seemed to lock on to him, so that no matter how he changed his body, the tip of the sword was still pointed directly at his chest.
Soon, Yang Ming, who had lost his arms and his balance, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his body instantly stagnated, because he lost the strength to retreat, and the spiritual power of his body seemed to be frozen in an instant, just like his body.
Yang Ming lowered his head slightly, looking at the long sword in his chest, and Li Xiaobao, who was already standing in front of him face to face, blood came out of his mouth frantically, making Yang Ming let out a hoar, like a urging sound.
After a while, Yang Ming's voice was weak and difficult, "This is your spirit sword?"
Li Xiaobao's eyes were still murderous, and he said indifferently: "It is a good sword to be able to kill!" Let me ask you, where is your young master?"
This Yang Ming is also an accomplice, and the mastermind behind dealing with him is the young master of the Yin Yang Sect.
Yang Ming felt his vitality disappear rapidly, opened his mouth, and blood gushed out frantically, making a hoarse sound, as if mocking.
slurred speech: "Our young master, we will definitely kill you, and you won't live long!"
Li Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he instantly drew out his long sword.
At that time, Yang Ming's chest replaced his mouth at this moment, desperately bleeding out, and Yang Ming's body also fell to the ground.
Soon, Yang Ming lost the slightest bit of vitality, and his body gradually became cold.
Li Xiaobao withdrew the bronze giant sword, sweating on his forehead, and his body was faintly unstable, because the bronze giant sword had consumed too much of his spiritual sense, making him feel very dizzy.
But at this time, Li Xiaobao took a deep breath, glanced at Yang Ming's corpse, and frowned: "It's a pity that I didn't ask where their young master was!"
Immediately, Li Xiaobao drove away directly, and Yang Ming's body was also lying in the grass in the dead of night, and Li Xiaobao drove away.
At this moment, a black shadow stood in front of the two broken arms, and the black shadow crouched down slightly and picked up the dagger.
Soon, the black shadow stood next to Yang Ming's corpse, looked at Yang Ming's corpse, and said in an indifferent voice: "That sword is really domineering!"
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