Chapter 177: Eat My Old Sun!

Li Yiming looked at the Dolan Sword in his hand, and squatted in the grass with a dejected face, the king ...... This girl turned out to be a professional e-sports anchor......

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The final grouping was determined, Yu Fatzi and Fang Shui'er went to the next road, Li Yiming was in the middle of the list, Shaoxian and Chen Quan went on the road, even if Shaoxian was the king, Li Yiming still didn't dare to let her alone, after all, this is a secret realm.

Tourist Mu Na, who acted as a small soldier, ran forward to meet a group of puppets whistling from the opposite side, Li Yiming carefully observed in the grass and found that the enemy soldiers were all puppets, also holding swords and longbows.

Looking at the opponent's defense tower, it is slightly different from your own, but it also holds up a moment of brilliant gem, but the gem is red.

Who will be the other party...... Just thinking about it, Li Yiming, who was squatting in the grass, suddenly saw a delicate glass lamp falling in front of him, Li Yiming was stunned, and when he looked at it again, he found that the glass lamp that flashed red had disappeared......

Spy on the totem?

"Eat my grandson!" Without waiting for Li Yiming to react, a golden dragon stick poked into the grass and threw it at Li Yiming's head.

This stick, Li Yiming's ears were dizzy, and he fled with his head on the ground, and rushed back to his defense tower without looking back. This stick came too suddenly, I thought about squatting in the grass to shade the other party, but I didn't expect to steal the chicken, and the more important thing is to take a throat when the stick falls......

Monkey......

Li Yiming held the defense tower with one hand, looking at the monkey waving the dragon stick not far away with a terrifying face, one hundred and thirty-two heroes, he made countless guesses about his opponent, but he didn't expect the opponent to be this monkey, not that he couldn't think of it, but he didn't dare to think about it......

Eastbound robbery...... Woven Bag ...... When this mythical idol appeared alive in front of him, Li Yiming passively endured it, but when he had to face him alone, Li Yiming retreated......

Golden armor, purple crown, cloud boots, golden hoop stick...... This monkey is the Monkey King......

Looking at the monkey with long hair and a seven-point acquaintance with Mr. Kong, Li Yiming swallowed the red potion in his hand with difficulty.

This is the secret realm...... This is the game...... Li Yiming kept reminding himself.

The monkey tilted his head, raised the coiling dragon stick in his hand obliquely, pointed at Li Yiming arrogantly, and raised a trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth, then flicked his long tail, and with a backhand stick, he beat a Muna sailor into ashes.

The monkey long stick flew over, and there was no enemy everywhere it passed, and Muna's zombie soldiers exploded one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they were swept away, and the remaining puppeteers swung their swords and rushed towards Li Yiming.

"Yiming, he just looks like, that's not him, if it's really him, the stick game just now will be over!" Feeling Li Yiming's trembling, Bai Ze couldn't help but remind.

"Yes, it's the game!" Li Yiming looked at the approaching puppeteer, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward with the Dolan sword. Even if the thunder spirit body disappeared and the thunder method could not be used, Li Yiming still had a certain confidence in his swordsmanship.

The long sword poked out and pointed directly at the throat of a puppeteer, but Li Yiming had just stepped out of the range of the defense tower, but saw that the monkey suddenly flew up with a long stick in the air to turn into three, hitting himself from three directions, Li Yiming, who had been paying attention to the monkey, naturally would not be attacked again, the long sword buckled, his body was short, and he slashed the long stick pressed down on the top of his head, and rolled on the spot, and the long sword was like a snake letter, and it stabbed the monkey's ribs as fast as lightning.

It became ...... Li Yiming raised his eyebrows, and his confidence was greatly increased by the blow that hit him, Li Yiming stepped forward, drew his sword and stabbed again, this time the target was the monkey's left eye......

Boom! The monkey that was stabbed turned into a cloud of mist...... Bang! Li Yiming was hit with a stick on the back of his head.

Li Yiming turned around in surprise, but saw the gilded coiled dragon stick attacking again with a whistling sound of breaking wind, and at the end of the stick, a playful but unbeatable face looked at him with mockery.

I'll go...... Fake ...... Li Yiming waved his long sword indiscriminately to block, and fled back to the defense tower again.

Covering the back of his swollen head, Li Yiming looked at the monkey not far away strangely, and casually slashed over the two crumbling puppeteers who were beaten by the defense tower, Li Yiming's face gradually revealed ferocity.

I don't believe it yet!

Li Yiming calmed down, raised his sword again and rushed out, the monkey's movements were the same as always, his feet were light, he rose into the air, the long stick in his hand was divided into three, Li Yiming leaned back, avoided the long stick, turned his back, and held the right hand of the Dolan sword to press down steadily, waiting for the monkey to appear with stealth, giving the other party a fatal blow......

Poop! Another stick...... The monkey behind him was unrelenting, and hit Li Yiming's left shoulder firmly, and the strength of this stick was so great that it almost knocked Li Yiming down......

This is not a fake......

Li Yiming gritted his teeth, his numb left shoulder endured the pain, tightly pressed against the monkey behind him, and the long sword in his right hand decisively passed through his ribs, and stabbed three swords in a row without hesitation, and the sword hit the monkey's heart.

Boom! The clouds burst open...... A golden phantom swept across his waist, hitting Li Yiming's right crotch, Li Yiming stumbled and was beaten to the ground......

It's a fake again......

Li Yiming rolled continuously on the ground, rolling in embarrassment to defend the tower.

How does this work? Li Yiming rubbed his soft left shoulder, panting heavily, the monkey was set up outside the defense tower like a god of war, opening his mouth slightly, his fangs were hissing, and he was braving a fierce light, and his expression was unstoppable.

"When I switch the fake body, the real body is hidden, and because of the special scene here, I can't feel the existence of the real body at all." Bai Ze saw that Li Yiming was deflated again and again, but he couldn't give any reasonable advice.

Muna's zombie soldier came from behind again brandishing his sword, and Li Yiming cautiously retreated behind the small soldier, staring intently at the monkey.

The monkey was calm and comfortable, glancing at Li Yiming from time to time, waving the long stick at will, but every time he swung it, it would be accompanied by a zombie soldier disappearing.

"It's not going to work like this, it's completely suppressed in the tower, and this tower will soon be lost." Li Yiming muttered softly, and when he saw the monkey jumping up again, his figure turning into three and rushing towards the three soldiers, Li Yiming shouted angrily, raised his long sword and charged again.

You can't defend passively, the monkey's fake body is haunted, and you must disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

In the midst of the shouting, Li Yiming held his long sword high and slashed at the monkey in mid-air.

Boom! Sure enough, this one is a fake. Li Yiming's expression was grim, his sword was in both hands, his footsteps were staggered, and his body spun like a spinning top.

Yes! Li Yiming roared, the light long sword in his hand was rounded by him like a discus, the sword light shone, the sword qi was swallowed, and a tornado formed by the sword shadow roared into the puppet soldiers.

Aren't you invisible? I'm going to attack in all directions, see how you sneak attack?

The tornado formed by the shadow of the sword was invincible in the face of the mechanical puppeteers, and they went on a rampage, breaking through the obstacles and penetrating the enemy camp like a sea of mountains.

The tactics were successful, and against Li Yiming's whirlwind slash, the puppeteers had no defense, and they collapsed one after another, and the stealthy monkey never appeared, and the long-term depression was finally released......

Bite! With a soft sound, Li Yiming's heart was Ling, what kind of sound is this? Without waiting for him to think, the majestic statue above his head suddenly stared, the ruby in his hand emitted a brilliant brilliance, and a red streamer poured down, directly hitting the spinning Li Yiming.

Depend on! Turning his head, he actually rushed into the opponent's defense tower.

Li Yiming broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, stopped his spinning steps, and hurriedly retreated. But as soon as Li Yiming raised his foot, a gilded coiling dragon stick suddenly burst out of the air and threw it firmly on his little stomach.

It's this cunning monkey again...... Li Yiming was really angry, and the evil qi that came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain exploded instantly, fight! Forcibly enduring the pain in his lower abdomen, Li Yiming clasped the long stick with one hand that he had not had time to withdraw, and Dolan Jie in his right hand stabbed the monkey's throat without hesitation......

Resolutely, his eyes met the slightly stunned monkey, but in the next moment, Li Yiming saw the incomprehension and mockery in the monkey's eyes......

Bite! There was another soft sound, and a second attack from the tower arrived.

Li Yiming felt trembling all over, and his eyes suddenly lost color, and all the scenes turned gray......

"The enemy kills Li Yiming and gets the first drop of blood ......" The ethereal and emotionless prompt sounded again, and Li Yiming gradually lost consciousness......

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The hustle and bustle of the night, the deafening music makes people involuntarily, the light and land lights make people drunk, all kinds of wine bottles fall to the ground, scattered in all directions, and colorful pills are scattered on the irregularly placed table.

The tobacco choked, the sweat stinking harsh, and the crowd of people who fell to the ground was mixed with a faint smell of blood.

The music didn't stop, the lights didn't dim, but there was only one person standing in the middle of the bar, this person was tall and fit, his strong muscles looming in the hollowed-out tights, his round buttocks wrapped in leather pants swaying with the music, his short black shiny hair curled upside down, and his face was gloomy and terrible.

The stout man slowly bent down, picked up a bottle of beer from the hand of a woman who could barely see the dress, and held it high above his head, but he did not open his mouth to drink it, but poured it on his head like that.

The wine ran down his cheeks, the man stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth bewitchingly, raised his orchid finger with his left hand, rubbed his eyebrows charmingly, and his complicated eyes scanned the figures all over the ground again.

There is disgust, disdain, pity, madness......

If you look closely at the figures on the ground, you will be horrified to find that all the people in the bar have a characteristic, a hole in the center of the eyebrows...... Traces of steaming blood flowed out of this small hole, across the corners of the eyebrows, and flowed on the temples of the ears, like a gorgeous rouge......

"Rotten heart, damn it...... Ill-intentioned, damn it...... Shameless, damn ......" The stout man casually threw the wine bottle aside, twisted his slender waist, like a snake demon that had just been transformed, and walked towards the door with a bewitching posture, muttering a whisper that was imperceptible to others.