One is so, two are so, and all ten and eight are like this

In the blink of an eye, Yang Qianming was injured and injured, constantly injured, fought seventeen games in a row, was injured seventeen times in a row, and took more than 180 pills of Sipin Dao Dan in a row.

But Yang Qianming still persevered, and swept his eyes coldly, looking at the eighteenth person: "The last one, roll up and die"

There is one more

The monks all over the world held their breath and cheered for Yang Qianming, but at this time, Yang Qianming, who was furious, couldn't hear anything, and looked at Lan Mei'er coldly, with murderous intent on his face.

At this time, the last monk jumped up without hesitation, and with a wave of his hand, more than 30 magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, and even high-grade treasure weapons, were thrown out all at once.

Yang Qianming didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and immediately exerted his speed like a blast and dodged quickly.

But at this moment, a sudden whining exploded into the air, and a jet-black magic arrow shot towards Yang Qianming at a supreme speed.

Killing Arrow

Yang Qianming's eyes were full of anger, and when he recognized this thing, this killing arrow had already approached Yang Qianming's eyes, and it was close at hand

Killing Arrow!

The magic weapon refined by the god of killing gods and demons is infinitely powerful, holding one can leapfrog the enemy, holding a set of challenges that can leapfrog the level, for this magic weapon, Yang Qianming is too familiar to be familiar, and he knows the horror of this treasure.

But what can you do if you know that this treasure is terrible?

The god-killing arrow was too fast, and it had already been forced in front of Yang Qianming in an instant, even if Yang Qianming wanted to avoid it, he couldn't avoid it.

However, just when Yang Qianming was almost dying under this treasure, he suddenly killed the god and demon god and sneered: "Joke, in front of the deity, playing with the magic weapon refined by the deity is really humiliating, go back to the deity."

The God-Killing Arrow suddenly trembled and wailed, and suddenly turned into a black streamer and shot back, directly grabbing the monk who had just cast the God-Killing Arrow, and was plummeting in strength, and was very weak.

What's going on?

Seeing the god-killing arrow fly back upside down, the monk's eyes were full of puzzlement, his face was full of confusion, and when he was extremely puzzled, the god-killing arrow flashed black, nailed to the center of his eyebrows, and there was no arrow tail.

Immediately afterward, an incomparably majestic force surged out of the god-killing arrow, and the monk's whole body screamed on the spot, and his whole body swelled into a huge ball of flesh, like a balloon that was blown up, and exploded on the spot

Countless pieces of minced flesh were splashed everywhere, and blood was even more splashed like rain. And in the flying minced flesh and a large area of blood rain, a small black arrow was calmly suspended in mid-air, exuding infinite magic power, which made people feel so shocking.

The god-killing arrow is really terrifying

Yang Qianming has encountered two god-killing arrow crises, the first time he was rescued by Jin Lao, and the second time he was saved by the demon god who killed the god-killing arrow, and he was not shot by the god-killing arrow, let alone know how terrifying the god-killing arrow is.

And now seeing such a cruel death, Yang Qianming has a deeper understanding of the terrifying power of this god-killing arrow. Therefore, Yang Qianming did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, he directly collected this god-killing arrow.

Just as Yang Qianming had just received the Killing God Arrow, he suddenly let out a mournful roar in the air and shouted: "How can this be? How can this be? Grandson, my grandson, damn it."

Yang Qianming was slightly startled, turned his head to look, and found that the person who was screaming was Yan Longzi, a friend of Li Xian, the core elder of the Zhao family.

With Yang Qianming's cleverness, he immediately guessed the key to it, and suddenly a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said secretly: "Okay, good, good Li Xian, do you think you are the Holy King Supreme, and I, Yang Qianming, am afraid of you? ”

Not only Yang Qianming, witnessing such a shocking scene, Elder Jiuyang also had an ugly face, squinted his eyes and glanced at Li Xian, who was as pale as usual, but his eyes were secretly crazy, and sneered: "Good, good, very good"

Although Elder Jiuyang praised him again and again, everyone could hear the anger in his words, Li Xian's heart jumped, but he lowered his head but didn't say anything, and he didn't even explain a word.

And at this time, after Yan Longzi screamed sadly, his eyes were full of killing intent, without the slightest concealment, which made Yunlan Uranus all powerful, and his brows immediately wrinkled slightly, revealing a very unhappy expression.

This is simply a challenge to the authority of Yunlan Uranus

Immediately, Sect Leader Lei Chan sneered and said, "A mere Yan Longzi is just a new Saint King Supreme, so bold. Ladies and gentlemen, if he dares to do it, kill him."

As soon as the killing word came out, a monstrous murderous aura poured out of the body of the Sect Leader Lei Chan, and the rest of the Yunlan Uranus powers were no exception, their faces were full of murderous aura, and they were even more mixed with strong anger.

You must know that Yang Qianming has been designed by people repeatedly, and you have long been holding back the fire in your stomach and worrying that there is nowhere to send it, and now Yan Longzi dares to hit the muzzle of the gun, and he is absolutely killing himself.

And with such a strong murderous aura, Yang Qianming, who had cultivated the "Great Killing Technique", immediately sensed it, turned his head to look, and looked at the monstrous murderous aura that was invisible to others, flooding out of the elders in the door, and suddenly said in shock: "Good girl, sure enough, in order to cultivate to reach the Saint King Supreme, there is no simple, such a terrifying murderous aura." ”

The demon god shouted excitedly: "Yes, yes, Yang Qianming, slaughter them all, your first killing sword can not only be completed, but also condense ten thousand handles, and can fight against a saint king monk like Yan Longzi." ”

Yang Qianming ignored the demon god, the god of killing, not to mention that the other party was an elder who defended himself, such a strong murderous aura, with Yang Qianming's current realm, after absorbing it, he would inevitably be blown up on the spot, or a puppet who could only kill.

Of course, the god of killing and the demon god also know this, it's just a joke.

And now, after the joke, it's time to fix the problem.

Eighteen crazy Emperor Cultivators, Yang Qianming survived stubbornly, accumulating the damage to now, even if ordinary monks have a large number of four-grade Dao Pills to support, they can't bear it now, and they must have fallen a long time ago.

Yang Qianming's cultivation of the divine physique is outstanding, whether it is the strength of recovery, defense, and even wisdom, it is far beyond his peers. But even so, Yang Qianming secretly felt a little unbearable, and there was a strong pain all over his body, so that Yang Qianming simply raised his hand, and the nerves in his whole body were wailing.

But Yang Qianming still gritted his teeth and held on, suddenly grabbed the tattered clothes that had been blown up, and tore them hard.

Squeak

The upper body clothes were completely torn apart by Yang Qianming, revealing a sturdy body full of blood inside, as well as the Shanhe Zhenchuan armor that was quite bad. Let countless people look at it, all of them gasped, secretly shocked by Yang Qianming's injury, and actually went to such a distance. And after being so seriously injured, Yang Qianming is still standing and has not yet fallen, how strong is this Yang Qianming's willpower?

Facing the shocked gazes of countless monks, Yang Qianming's black hair was angry, and he pointed at Lan Mei'er coldly, and said senran: "Come on, it's time to end."

Lan Mei'er was silent, sighed slightly, stepped into the void, came slowly like a fairy, and landed gently on the ring. Every move, the infinite charm exuded, is amazing and fascinating.

Those who were supporting Yang Qianming just now were confused at the moment, and they were deeply attracted by Lan Meier, so they actually turned against Lan Meier in an instant and began to support Lan Meier and target Yang Qianming. Even many Supreme Xuanyang disciples were no exception, looking at Lan Meier, their eyes were full of madness, and they were deeply attracted by Lan Meier.

Sure enough, it's a vixen

Yang Qianming took a few deep breaths before he could barely restrain his impetuous heart.

Seeing this, Yang Qianming was still able to restrain herself, and a strong surprise flashed in Lan Meier's eyes. You must know that since her sixteenth grade beast cultivation has been completed, with the talent of the Sky Fox Clan itself, anyone who sees her will be deeply attracted. Even women, the elderly, and children are no exception, they will have a good impression of Lan Meier and subconsciously relax their guard.

But Yang Qianming was able to restrain himself three times and twice, just like Lan Meier's natural enemy, which made Lan Meier deeply taboo, and suddenly felt that she really shouldn't provoke Yang Qianming.

But so many things have happened, Lan Mei'er has no way out, she can only sigh faintly: "Brother Yang, this qiē is not Lan Mei'er's intention, do you believe it?"

Yang Qianming said coldly: "I don't believe it"

Lan Mei'er seemed to know the answer, her face remained unchanged, and she sighed: "Lan Mei'er also has a ...... of last resort. ”

Yang Qianming sneered, too lazy to pay attention.

Lan Mei'er didn't give up, and continued to say pitifully: "Brother Yang, if Lan Mei'er is willing to give up the battle for the Xuanbang, can Brother Yang forgive Lan Mei'er?"

Yang Qianming's eyes were murderous and awe-inspiring: "Today, in the ring, either you die or I die"

Lan Mei'er's face changed greatly, and she lost her voice and said, "Brother Yang, what do you mean by this......?

"Noise"

Yang Qianming interrupted Lan Meier impatiently, from the beginning, this Lan Meier was sometimes struggling, sometimes pitiful, sometimes innocent like a girl, such a rich expression made Yang Qianming a little amazed, if this is on earth, the Oscar Award is simply tailor-made for it.

It's a pity that no matter how rich Lan Meier's expression is now, she can no longer confuse Yang Qianming.

But Lan Mei'er didn't seem to have given up, her face was full of sadness, and she mourned: "Brother Yang, why are you so hard and unwilling to forgive Lan Mei'er?"

Yang Qianming smiled coldly: "First, you shouldn't mess with me second, you still shouldn't mess with me third, you shouldn't provoke me three times or twice."

Lan Mei'er was smart and immediately understood the key, indeed as Yang Qianming said, she shouldn't provoke Yang Qianming, or after provoking Yang Qianming, she knew that she had broken Yang Qianming's state of mind, but she still let those wastes come up to consume, but she should respond to the battle as soon as possible and decisively fight with Yang Qianming.

Yang Qianming's mood was broken, and the battle between Lan Meier and Yang Qianming had an eighty percent chance of winning, but in order to seek stability and increase the chance of victory, Lan Meier turned out to anger Yang Qianming.

Yang Qianming was angry, although he failed to fill the broken state of mind, but he was no longer affected by Lan Meier's charm, and there was no charm, although Yang Qianming was now seriously injured, but Lan Meier's winning rate was greatly reduced.

In addition, Yang Qianming won consecutive battles, killed and defeated eighteen people, and with a stubborn spirit, he killed in front of Lan Meier, in the face of that consecutive battles, Yang Qianming's momentum was like a rainbow, but Lan Meier was already timid.

At least, from Lan Meier's words just now, it vaguely proved that she had a trace of fear for Yang Qianming's perseverance, and even promoted Yang Qianming to Cheng Dù, who was her lifelong enemy.

These questions are not difficult, coupled with Yang Qianming's pointing, many people showed expressions of sudden realization, and Lan Mei'er said with a wry smile on her face: "Brother Yang, Lan Mei'er really doesn't want you to make such a fuss." ”

Yang Qianming smiled, laughed very happily, and was full of murderous intent, just like that, Yang Qianming's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, and Sen Ran looked at Lan Meier and said: "Whether what you say is true or not, it doesn't matter to me, because I have a very bad problem, that is, the chicken belly, and the eyes will be revenged, so anyone who provokes me must repay it with blood, and you are no exception."

Yang Qianming let out a long roar, too lazy to talk nonsense with Lan Mei'er anymore, clenched his fists tightly, and killed him