: One hundred and eighty-two. The Huangdou team was beaten and shut down.

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"Ding!"
   "Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of the king's glory, Li Bai, and winning a chance to draw. Will the lottery roulette be started?"
   Li Bai can be said to be Yang Ming's old friend. Qinglian Sword Song is also accompanied by such good things as Qinglian Jianjue, which has benefited Yang Ming and gained good development in the early stage.
  In addition to the last chance to win the prince of tennis, Yang Ming now has a total of two lucky draw opportunities.
   Immediately, Yang Ming made his choice.
"Yes!"
  Does a virtual roulette appear in Yang Ming's line of sight?
   Qinglian Jianxian Li Bai is a very powerful jungle hero in the glory of the king. He has four skills, one passive and three skills,, and.
  Li Bai has four skins, namely, Fan Haixin, Millennium Fox, keen force, Feng Qiuhuang.
  It was a pity that Yang Ming was lucky that the first lottery was short and nothing was drawn.
   Although expected, Yang Ming shook his head and used the second chance to draw.
  In Yang Ming's view, this time the biggest possibility is to draw Li Bai's skills.
   As for the skin, he didn’t know what it was for. It is estimated that the author used it to count the water words?
   Time passed quickly and the virtual roulette paused again.
   To Yang Ming's surprise, this time, he actually pulled his skin.
   Moreover, it is not ordinary skin, but limited skin.
   Fengqiu Phoenix!
   This can be said to be one of Li Bai's most expensive and beautiful skins. In addition, only the Millennium Fox can be compared.
  It's a long story, but all this happens in one thought, and outside, it's just a blink of an eye.
   Watching Dugu Goose and Ye Lingling both being eliminated, Yu Tianheng's throat deeply unwillingly roared, broke free from Oslo's arm, and launched a decisive charge towards Yang Ming.
   Seeing this, Oslo and Yufeng glanced at each other, showing a bitter smile.
   In fact, at the moment when the circular defensive lineup was broken, they had no chance of victory, and now they are just trying in vain to make their last struggle.
   The imperial wind flapped its wings, and in the light of the soul circle, the violent storm formed a small tornado, trying its best to sweep Yang Ming away.
   Oslo blinked like an elegant black cheetah, so fast that only a series of afterimages could be seen.
  The three of them shined their own light in their own way. The Shijia brothers managed to get up from the ground and wanted to make their own contribution.
But as soon as they set off, Yang Ming left a wound on his body with visible bones, and the blood was flowing. The strength of the body flowed with the blood, and his face became extremely pale, and he collapsed into a decadence. In the pool of blood.
In the state of dragon's wrath, Yu Tianheng once again thundered the thunder. Once this soul technique was deployed, it not only possessed extremely powerful damage, but if it was used in the state of the dragon, it was able to turn the hand over the cloud and rain. .
   Of course, now Yu Tianheng can't do the chemical dragon naturally, but it only covers the attack of 20 meters without dead corners in front of him, but also allows the same age or the same level of Soul Venerable to look at it.
   Yu Tianheng grabbed it with one claw. Thunder, which was torn apart by the dragon claw, was enough to let the general Soul Venerable Master retreat!
   Sure enough, Yu Tianheng made this move, immediately driving the thunder within a few meters around him.
   For a time, all the dust and air revolved around his dragon's claws rapidly, and then with a strong momentum, forced directly towards Yang Ming.
   At this time, Yang Ming had already terminated the eight-door Dunjia. Although this skill is good, it does not take much time. The time will take a long time, which will bring a heavy burden on the body.
   Facing the attack of Yu Tianheng's three people, Yang Ming raised his wrist and relaxedly displayed the Dugu Nine Sword. The sword light poured out like a waterfall and enveloped the three people.
  Broken palm!
   A sword swept through Oslo's sneak attack, a sword hit the wind.
Yu Tianheng's seemingly powerful soul skill, in Yang Ming's kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes, revealed a few little-known flaws, even Yu Tianheng himself did not necessarily know that he would have so many flaw.
   The mysterious sword slanted along the flawed track in his eyes and fell straight to the center of the dragon claw.
   Tear!
   The sound of the sword blade tearing the object burst out, and Yu Tianheng's pupils suddenly contracted into a needle shape, not only him, but also Oslo and Yufeng stopped.
   Click!
   The sword light swept across, Yang Ming stopped to stare and slowly retracted the sword into the sheath. Not far away, Yu Tianheng had a dragon arm that broke his shoulders and spattered a terrible blood.
   Under the severe pain, Yu Tianheng kneeled down on his knees, his left arm was covering his broken arm, and he was biting his teeth, his mouth and skin were bitten out of blood, trying not to let himself make a cry.
   Yufeng and Oslo, one left and one right, helped Yu Tianheng up and shouted to the hostess:
   "We surrender!"
   The voice fell, and Ye Lingling also came at the same time. The pink begonia flower in his hand bloomed with a soft light and enveloped Yu Tianheng's broken arm.
   Yufeng picked up the dragon arm from the ground and approached the fracture. Fortunately, the mysterious sword was extremely sharp and the incision was extremely smooth. Under Ye Lingling's treatment, it was easy to close the wound.
  Even though the injury recovered, Yu Tianheng's face was still very pale, apparently due to excessive bleeding during the short period of time just now.
  The emperor fighting team gathered together. Although they thought they would lose before the match, they didn't expect to lose so badly!
  Seven people~EbookFREE.me~ was defeated by Yang Ming alone!
   For these arrogant sons of these days, it was simply a slap on their faces and beat them in suspicion of life!
   Yu Tianheng's mouth twitched slightly, and wanted to say something to Yang Ming, and finally turned into a sigh.
  He was beaten to autism.
   The other six people looked at Yang Ming with complicated eyes, and were also beaten to close themselves, helping Yu Tianheng stumble down the Soul Platform and walk slowly towards the entrance of Soul Master.
   The figure of the loser seems a little sparse, but nobody cares.
   At this time, Dai Mubai and Tang San and others also came up from under the Soul Fighter. Tang San's fist gently hammered Yang Ming's chest and said:
   "Yang Ming, good!"
   Xiao Wu cheered and hugged Yang Ming tightly, her lovely face rubbed against Yang Ming’s chest, and her beautiful eyes had a hint of blurry color, which seemed to be like a whimper:
   "Brother is the best!"
   Watching Xiao Wu alone occupying Yang Ming, Ning Rongrong pressed his thin lips tightly, his chest fluctuated for a while, and he felt like pinching lemon, so sour!
  The next moment, applause rang out.
   From all the VIP rooms through special amplification equipment, the applause is as long as thunder.