: 438. Yan requests to play

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Oppressed.
Incomparably depressed.
At this moment, Yang Ming's series of victories, like an insurmountable mountain, was pressed on top of the other two college teams, and even the four people headed by Caesar of the Wuhundian Academy team, from the initial carelessness to the present Face full of color.
Because in the short period of time just now, their Wuhundian Academy team had a total of three members defeated by Yang Ming. Although the three of them had auxiliary department soul division, or the strength was not strong, but even Yang Ming’s You can't touch the clothes corner, which is a bit too much!
Looking at the field, in addition to the stitched monsters Yang Ming summoned from the door of the dead at the beginning, a skeleton squad, zombie squad, vampire squad, a few liches, and even a dead knight rider were added Bone horse.
This... is simply a small army!
Yang Ming does not spend much soul power to maintain the door of the dead, but it will consume a part of the soul power when adding a new undead, but after a short rest, he can recover some balance through his own soul power.
Seeing that Yang Ming took out a cut watermelon from Youhai Najie and chewed it. Youzaiyouzai did not look like a game, but came to walk in the spring, even if Pope Bibi Dongping practiced Qigong Well, at this time, I can't sit still and can't hold my face.
If Yang Ming were allowed to penetrate the Wuhundian Academy team one by one with such ease, where would she put her face?
Judou Luoyueguan is most aware of words and observations, and often stays with Pope Bibidong. From the slight changes in her facial expression, she has known that she has been irritated, and her mouth twitched slightly, using the advanced application of soul power. There are four remaining members of the Wuhundian Academy team.
At the prompt of Juduo Luoyueguan, the four headed by Caesar suddenly died.
If it makes you unhappy under the pope's crown, this is a great sin!
"Next, let me play and chase that guy down!"
Caesar's eyes were warlike. Although Yang Ming was one level higher than him, there was no cowardice.
Unexpectedly, just when he stepped on one foot, a person beside him pressed his shoulder with one hand.
Caesar suddenly turned his head, and saw a red-haired Yan with a face like a angry lion headed out, saying:
"Caesar, you are our trump card, let me play this game."
"But your martial spirit will be restrained by Yang Ming?" Caesar said.
"Do you mean that his martial spirit Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and Soul Technique Demon King can restrain me?" Yan's eyes sprayed a scorching light like magma, and said by himself: "I can't agree on this point, don't forget Now, my martial spirit is the ancient flame lord, and I am the master of the flame!"
Unexpectedly, the student from the Team of the Beast Academy was singled out with a spear by an undead knight, and he lost the qualification to continue the battle. Yan represented the Wuhundian Academy Team and another from the Beast Academy. The students of the team stepped forward to draw lots.
Looking down at his order, Yan sneered and stepped forward.
A pair of eyes that seem to contain incomparable heat, it seems to be able to penetrate the shelter of dozens of undead in front, and seeing the master behind them, Yan is full of fanatic tone, saying:
"Yang Ming, don't use these low-level undeads to show ugliness, just use your martial spirit Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and Soul Technique Flame Demon King to compete with me!"
After hearing this, Yang Mingcai recovered from the prompting sound of the system.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of King Arthur's Glory, and getting a chance to draw. Will the lottery roulette be launched?"
It is said that the hero who plays Arthur in the glory of the king is a middle-aged person over 40 years old...
Of course, this is not the reason why Yang Ming dismissed this hero. The main reason is that his ability is a bit of a taste for Yang Ming now. As for the skin, it is even more difficult.
Strong or not is a temporary problem, handsome is a matter of a lifetime!
Yang Ming simply ordered "No".
He has stored a lot of lottery draws, and knows the plot changes, naturally understand that there will be a big crisis coming, so he is determined to use so many lottery draws to play a big one soon!
While the thought was flashing, Yang Ming heard the invitation to fight, but he was unmoved.
Joke, if it is really what he intended, wouldn't it be their way of fighting on wheels?
"Wait until you defeat my servants."
After all, Yang Ming bowed his head and continued to nibble at the watermelon, not paying any attention to Yan.
"hateful!"
Seeing that Yang Ming did not mean to put himself in the eye at all, where can Yan, who is called the golden generation, endure such humiliation?
At the moment, a hot dark red flame suddenly rose from Yan's body, flashing the best soul ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, one black five soul rings.
At the same time, his body began to swell violently under the action of the first two soul rings. His upper body clothes shattered instantaneously, his muscles swelled exaggeratedly, like solid granite, full of a sense of power. Explosive power can be imagined.
Just a moment of effort, Yan's body has been inflated to three meters away with a balloon, his body is red, like a Hulk in Marvel turned into a wide, broad shoulders, sturdy chest muscles, six plates of abdominal muscles , Forming a perfect inverted triangle figure.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Stretching the big and big feet, every time makes the whole ground shake slightly, crimson fists wrapped in dark red fireworks, blocking the undead, whether it is a fragile skeleton soldier, a brown sugar-like zombie, drinking fat The suture monster who grew up in Zhai Happy Water is not a combination of Yan.
Punch, punch and punch!
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Without using much soul power, Yan's eyes stepped on the ground covered with bones and corpses with a fierce air, a leap of faith escaped the long-range shooting of the back row lich, punched a lich, directly They exploded their heads together with the undead fire in the bones into countless fragments.
It's so crazy, it's so domineering!
"Law, law, law..."
The undead knight with the level of Soul King, slammed the reins, clamped the horses with his legs, and ran galloping with a three-meter long spear in his hand. Under the blessing of the skull warhorse charge, the spear tip was a little dark The light, carrying unparalleled penetrating power, was just picked out of the field of the Beast Academy team cadets by his shot, and there are still big holes in the abdomen with the mouth of the bowl. This is proof!
In the face of this terrorist offensive comparable to Soul King's full blow.
Yan didn't mean to give in at all, his fists wrapped in dark flames.
Opposite, never give up!