: Five hundred fifty-three. Old Piff, the king of slaughter, get out of here!

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A sword shocked the murderers in the inner city.
Yang Ming stepped on the void, with his hands behind his back, the indifferent reincarnation stared at the world, condescendingly overlooking the entire killing capital, adding his soul power to the voice, and said loudly:
"Old Piff, King of Slaughter, get out of me!"
With Yang Ming's 68th-level spirit power blessing now, the voice spreads in all directions with extremely powerful penetrating power.
Within a short while, the murderers in the entire killing capital looked wrong and couldn't help but wonder, which two stunners dared to provoke the great king?
Immediately afterwards, they looked up one by one in the direction from which the sound came, and saw the stalwart figure stepping on the void.
"Guru!"
Many assailants swallowed, and their hearts suddenly tightened.
At a glance, they were attracted by the various spirit rings that were constantly rotating at Yang Ming's feet. Of the six spirit rings, except for one that was thousand-year purple, the rest were all black for ten thousand years!
What makes them even more unacceptable is that the man in front of him is so young, he is obviously not an adult, he has become a of murder!
All of a sudden, all horses sang together.
Amidst the silence, a group of people came out of the deepest luxurious building.
Yang Ming's eyes burst with a fierce light, and at a glance he recognized that these people were the law enforcement team of the killing capital. The leader was also the law enforcement team captain who had a fate, black and white!
Most people in the law enforcement team do not have the ability to defend against the air, and simply occupy high-rise buildings everywhere, forming a not-so dense encirclement.
"Jie Jie Jie."
A black tide surged and turned into a large black hand holding the black and white impermanence and rose to the same height as Yang Ming. The black and white impermanence glanced at the spirit ring on Yang Ming's body. After the initial shock, it was endless killing intent.
"Boy, you ran really fast last time. I didn’t expect that you didn’t know where to find a way to enter the road of hell, and you accidentally passed through the road of to become a of murder. It’s a pity that you are a villain and you are crazy. , If you leave the city of killing, I can’t help you, but you shouldn’t do anything, but you have returned to the capital of killing, and you dare to provoke the great king in front of so many people, this time even Yan Luo The king can't take your whole body, I will definitely shred you into pieces!"
The black and white impermanence eyes flashed red.
There is no need for him to give orders, and someone below targets Yang Ming to release a long-range attack.
Regardless of black and white impermanence, it is actually a character who is as stable as an old dog. I know that in the history of the killing city, there is no killing who can pass through the road of hell. It is convenient for the attack of people under his hands. wave.
On the tall buildings everywhere, powerful soul power fluctuates.
The next moment, the sharp arrows with flames and the flying thunder and lightning spears, all kinds of long-range attacks turned into hurricanes and showers, blocking all the space of Yang Ming up, down, left and right, and there was no room to move and dodge.
"Tsk!"
A hint of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of Samsara, Yang Ming's expression was indifferent, and he did not pay attention to the attack that could instantly kill a soul emperor.
As soon as the black and white look of impermanence changed, the next moment I saw an extremely evil weapon appeared in Yang Ming's palm.
This is a weird-looking weapon spirit, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword not a sword, with a very obvious arc, the sword body is green, and it is carved with complicated blood patterns, part of which seems to be some kind of scarlet bat pattern .
But, looking at it, black and white impermanence feels wrong, and I always feel an uncontrollable desire for killing rises in my heart, as if there is a very bewitching devil's voice in my ears:
"Kill, kill, kill everyone, kill all creatures in front of you, kill, kill, kill!"
Fortunately, Black and White Impermanence is also a titled Douluo anyway. Although it is the more watery one, he has also improved his spiritual power and quickly converged his mind.
Looking at the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand again, the black and white impermanence's eyes flashed with deep fear. He didn't expect this weapon to be so weird. He actually only glanced at it and almost aroused his inner desire to kill. People with a weaker temperament might be lured into being puppets dominated by the killing.
"Clang!"
A sword chant sounded.
The sword body surrounded by the blood-colored killing aura seems to traverse a circle, but under the accumulated attack speed of the mysterious sword, it has already entered the ranks of artifacts in half a step. I don’t know how many swords are superimposed in a second, only after a sword has passed.
"Tear!"
The terrifying sword light tore through the sky, tore through the long-range attack surrounding Yang Ming, tore the rock wall above his head, tore the building underneath, and tore the ground where the obsidian was laid.
A sword shakes the sky!
A terrifying crack covering the sky and the ground spreads for more than a kilometer, and a terror gully with a width of 100 meters and a depth of 20 to 30 meters is like an abyss. The people and objects in it before are like paper erased by an eraser. The film people disappeared in the silence!
The law-enforcement team that had just come aggressively, except for the captain's black and white impermanence, all were killed by this terrifying sword!
Cold sweat, the big cold sweat, constantly seeps from the black and white impermanence forehead.
His blood-colored pupils shrunk into needle-like awns, and he kept spitting out a light called fear. Looking at the young man standing against the wind not far away, he seemed to see a sword god.
"escape!"
"You must escape!"
"The opponent can't be the enemy!"
After opening the eight gates of Dunjia and the six gates, the Dugu Nine Swords merged with the chaotic cloak hammer method were superimposed with ninety-nine-eighty-one layers of power. The power of Yang Ming's sword has surpassed the level of an ordinary Titled Douluo, perhaps only Sword Douluo Chenxin, who is also a good swordsman, could be an enemy.
Black and White Impermanence is just a parallel titled Douluo, it is easy to deal with people who are not as good as him, but once faced with opponents of the same level, it is much worse.
The dark tide wraps the whole body, and the black and white impermanence turns into a black light to escape ~EbookFREE.me~ The speed is no less than the speed of light. In the blink of an eye, only a long black tail is dragged behind, but others have already appeared. A hundred meters away.
"Can you go?"
Yang Ming raised his right hand without hesitation, his five fingers spread out, and the black and white impermanent body was led by the horrible attraction.
Vientiane Tianyin!
At the same moment, from the mysterious sword and sword, there was a wave of colors, the range was as high as a kilometer in diameter. In the face of this mutated killing realm, the black and white impermanence strength is not available, the strength is suddenly reduced, and the speed is even slower.
After a short while, the black and white impermanence was dragged back like a dead dog.
It seems that for such a result, black and white impermanence cannot be believed.
Looking up, facing Yang Ming's indifferent eyes that are as high as a god, he shivered abruptly in the black and white impermanence, his legs knelt in the void, without the dignity of a title Douluo, he whispered:
"Great strong man, I am impermanent and I am willing to serve you as the Lord."