Roaring at Lishi, Yang Ming's figure suddenly became ethereal, and his body like the wind instantly appeared above Lishi's head, holding a sword in both hands, like a sky god of war, carrying a powerful and incomparable sword qi, with a groundbreaking attitude, slashing down angrily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, in the dense blood shadow needle, there was a "rude" laughter, which seemed to be quite disdainful of Yang Ming's lofty words, and it was also a mockery of his self-indulgent behavior.

"Boom, it's all come to this point, it's still so rampant, I really don't know whether to live or die!" In the blood mist, there was a strange cry from the stone seeping people.

When the words fell, thousands of Blood God Needles, like a rain of arrows, crossed a gorgeous arc in the void, and went straight to Yang Ming in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, don't look at Yang Ming's strength is very strong, and he is rampant in the Tongmai Realm, but when he encounters such a strange attack method as Lishi, he also feels very tricky, under this bloody needle, he seems to be able to smell a trace of danger every moment.

If he was hit by this swarming Blood God Needle, no matter how powerful Yang Ming's physical body was, I am afraid that it would be pierced with thousands of small holes in an instant, and he would definitely not be able to die again.

However, although this Blood God Needle is very terrifying, and the attack method is quite weird, it is not enough to threaten Yang Ming's life, because the grade of the sword technique that Yang Ming has cultivated is not weaker than this incomplete Blood Sea Divine Skill, and the power is naturally not bad, so don't look at the Blood God Needle's momentum, but as long as Yang Ming is cautious enough, this Blood God Needle may not be able to help him.

The Wind Word Sword Technique, the pursuit of the ultimate speed, the means of attack is not weak, under the sword qi of Yang Ming's hand to open the sky, the thousands of blood divine needles instantly melted, and a path was forcibly split.

Immediately after, Yang Ming's figure disappeared again like a light wind, and in the next moment, Yang Ming's moment appeared below the blood shadow, the black iron sword was like an iron hook, slashing towards the sky, and an incomparably terrifying sword qi burst out, slashing into the sea of blood needles.

"Tear up!"

The terrifying sword qi suddenly slashed into this blood-raining needle, instantly crushing countless blood god needles and tearing a hole fiercely.

After being attacked continuously, the blood needle in the sky seemed to be angry, and frantically pounced towards Yang Ming again.

Seeing this, Yang Ming couldn't help frowning, after hitting so many times in a row, the number of Blood God Needles did not decrease, but became more and more crazy.

It seemed to be a bit of a feeling of becoming more and more courageous.

"Oh, that's not right!"

At this moment, Yang Ming's eyes flashed, he felt it carefully, his eyes lit up suddenly, he looked at the blood needles in the sky, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"So your weakness is here......"

After two collisions, among the overwhelming blood needles, it seems that they have not decreased, but have increased a lot, but as long as you feel it carefully, you will find that the momentum of these blood needles is obviously much weaker than just now, that is to say, in the two attacks just now, these blood god needles were not undamaged, but were deliberately covered up by Lishi with numbers.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, and said in his heart: "I thought you were really the little strong who was killed, but it turned out to be just a silver spear wax head." ”

Although he said that, Yang Ming still didn't dare to take it lightly, this blood shadow magic skill was very weird, and if he was not careful, he would fall into its way......

Li Chenxin on the side was already stunned, his legs were a little weak, he really didn't expect things to evolve to this extent, no matter how deep his scheming was, in the final analysis, he was just a son of an unpopular force, how could he ever see this kind of scene.

He didn't want to think about it, he turned around and left immediately, he didn't want to become a shriveled corpse like those disciples of the Blood Sea Gate, so the fear in his heart drove him to leave, and he almost crawled out of the Guan dart game.

However, Li Chen's thought was right, although Yang Ming couldn't draw his hand to deal with him, but the people of the Guan Dart Bureau would not let go of this culprit so easily, when he stepped out of the Guan Dart Bureau compound, several Guan Dart Heads in the late stage of the Tong Pulse Realm surrounded him.

"Hmph, little bastard, are you finally reluctant?" A dart head of the Guan dart bureau sneered and looked at Li Chenxin, seeing his embarrassed appearance, not to mention how happy it was, they knew in their hearts that if it weren't for Li Chenxin, the Guan dart game would not be so embarrassed, and they would not have dragged their families to flee in a hurry, let alone killed so many old brothers, so, if they didn't cut off the flesh on Li Chenxin's body piece by piece and feed it to the dogs, how would they face those dead old brothers.

Seeing these people from the Guan Dart Bureau surrounding him, Li Chenxin showed a smile on his face that was even more ugly than crying, and hurriedly bowed to the darts heads of the Guan Dart Bureau: "Uncles, I don't know what is the matter with stopping the little nephew here?"

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, we always want to see you, come with us!" One of the darts of the Guan dart bureau looked at him playfully and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, his palm grabbed Li Chenxin like lightning, almost giving him a chance to resist.

Seeing this, Li Chenxin's face showed a look of horror, with the grievances of the Xingyuan Dart Bureau and the Guan Dart Bureau, in such a dangerous situation, the other party still sent someone to wait for him here, which shows that the people of the Guan Dart Bureau have hated him to the core, and if it falls into their hands, his fate will definitely be very miserable.

Thinking of this, Li Chen's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly shouted, "Uncles, slow down!"

Hearing Li Chenxin's words, these dart heads of the Guan Clan's dart game just snorted coldly and ignored him, and the speed in their hands increased a few points.

"If your uncles are willing to let your little nephew go, this 300,000 taels of Heluo Qianzhuang bills will belong to you, how about it?" Li Chenxin hurriedly retreated, and hurriedly took out a golden silver ticket from his arms, staring closely at the dart heads of several Guan's dart games, and making a seductive sound with a cannon in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, several people glanced at each other, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was full of sarcasm, and a dart head said coldly to Li Chenxin: "Little bastard, don't say only 300,000 taels, today, even if you take out 30 million taels, don't think about exchanging your little life." ”

In the Guan family's dart game, the righteous word is the first, and the only 300,000 taels of money can impress them, besides, these money cannot be compared with the lives of their old brothers who have been in the past ten years, so no matter how much temptation Li Chenxin throws out, today, he must die.

Hearing the words of this dart, Li Chen's heart was completely panicked.

(To be continued.) )