~： Seventeen. Finger killing, only in the murder song

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of Li Bai in the glory of the king, and getting a chance to draw, is the lottery roulette started?"

"Yes!"

Does a virtual roulette appear in Yang Ming's sight? The roulette starts to rotate from slow to fast.

Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Bai is a very powerful jungle hero in the glory of the king. He has four skills, one passive [Xia Ke Xing], and the three skills are, [will enter wine], [God’s Pen], [Qinglian Sword Song].

Li Bai has four skins, namely, Fan Haixin, Millennium Fox, keen force, Feng Qiuhuang.

When the roulette wheel is turning from fast to slow, and the pointer is docked in Li Bai's big move Qinglian sword song, Yang Ming knows that this game is stable!

Qinglian Sword Song: Transformed into sword qi, slammed 5 times of swift slashes against enemies within the range, each time causing a lot of physical damage. The host cannot be selected and attacked when casting skills. (No blue consumption)

There are also restrictions on knights in the game, but in reality, there are no more!

Like Han Xin’s inheritance, a large amount of information came into Yang Ming’s mind, including the type of sword, how to use the sword, how to practice sword technique, sword maintenance, and the core Qinglian sword tactics.

Yang Ming faked his drink to quench his thirst to cover up the fact that he was dizzy and dizzy.

Other thieves were photographed by the prestige of murderously killing him just now, but they surrounded him very cautiously.

A group of burly and strong men between the ages of 40 and 50, dare not go up to face a six-year-old child.

This picture looks a little funny.

But all of this is actually not funny at all. It is Yang Ming's use of the bones on the ground, which cast a fierce name!

Looking at this group of tigers and wolves, they are all calmed down by themselves. Yang Ming's chest is full of pride and poetic hair. While drinking, he chants poetry:

"Honest you see, the lion tiger prey has won its prestige. Who is pitiful for the poor elk?"

"The world has always been strong in food and weak, even if it is reasonable is in vain."

Yes,

If Yang Ming's three people were caught by bandits today and sold to nobles with special hobbies, who would avenge them?

Fairness is not in the hearts of the people, right and wrong only in strength!

Yang Ming was like a fiery eruption of wildfire. He threw down the wine jar with a bang, and the jar shattered to the ground.

Yang Ming seemed to be invincible, shaking his dizzy head, and the mysterious sword in his hand was crooked, but the eyes were cold and cold,

Looking around, no thief dare to look at him!

"Jun Xiu asked, boys have their own boys!"

Yang Ming's words just fell, and watching the formation of the encircling circle, there was already a bandit who couldn't help it.

The thief on the outside is holding a bow and crossbow, and the adult one-meter thick crossbow arrow, with a cold killing intention, flew like a locust!

"Hahaha!"

Yang Ming was not angry but rejoiced. He stepped on ghosts, and the figure flicked left and right, avoiding the crossbow arrows, and striding forward.

"A boy, be violent."

"Things are different from benevolence."

Yang Ming went with the shadows and ghostly figure into the battlefield.

The tip of the gun is cold and shimmering, and the sword is like electricity.

The bandits have already seen Yang Ming’s horrible moves, and they dared not to compete, so they retreated three feet in order to avoid the disaster.

The mountain thief is not the kind of exquisite person. When Yang Ming was so powerful, someone immediately pulled out a packet of lime powder and threw his face at Yang Ming.

Unwrapped in the air, the face covered with lime powder.

Once Yang Ming gets into the eyes with lime powder, even if he is not blind, it will cause the entire battle to be invisible, and then he can only become a lamb to be slaughtered!

Yang Ming's retreat and his progress made his poetry grow louder.

"The boy is in the battlefield, and he is as cowardly as a wolf."

"If you are a man, you will kill, and don't let the male body wrap the female heart."

Yang Ming's figure became illusory, turning into a leap and turning into a sharp sword.

Sword is a murderous sword, and the sword is vertical and horizontal!

Lime powder fell directly into the air, passing through Yang Ming's phantom sword gas. In the frightened eyes of the seven thieves in the back row, sword gas came to the east and cut their throats!

Blood marks appeared one by one, the good heads flew up, and the blood arrows were half a meter high!

The headless corpse fell to the ground like playing cards. Behind them, Yang Ming squatted with his sword, his blood stained red and his face was cold.

"Men are never shirtless, and their rivals laugh and laugh."

"There are one hundred battlefields in Qiuchang, and we are willing to be green with wild grass everywhere."

Finger-pointed sword body, sword light sparkling like water.

looked not far away, the other thieves held the reins, whipped the horse, and came with the momentum of the charge, Yang Ming took a hook at the corner of his mouth.

is armed with a weapon and kills his heart.

Today, he is going to kill!

"Men are not trembling, there are songs and gentle listeners."

Yang Ming's poems are like death espionage. Every time the poems fall, the sword will be vertical and horizontal, and there will surely be a head of one.

"Killing someone is a crime, killing ten thousand is a male, and killing nine million is a male and male."

One sword, one shot, all right and left!

Killed the enemy and threw their helmets and armor, and they shuddered!

Yang Ming killed the entire battlefield. Behind him, the human corpses and the horse corpses, mixed together, could not tell each other!

This……

Is that human being?

The remaining nine thieves looked at each other, and a burst of bile came up.

This child, this childish child, is a devil in human skin!

If there are regret medicines available in the world They must, they will not come to provoke this demon!

Nine thieves turned their horses and ran away in different directions.

They were already afraid, and they were afraid of being killed by Yang Ming!

However, Yang Ming showed with practical actions,

perverted me, though far away!

Yang Ming turned on his horse, and he didn't want to let go!

"The male and the male are different, the way is different, seeing through the name of benevolence and justice for thousands of years, but making this life prevail."

A sword from the back of a horse thief, the blood was cold, Yang Ming's eyes fell on the head under the horse's hoof, coldly said:

"A beautiful name doesn't love a bad name, killing a million people with impunity."

Clenching the reins, Yang Ming chased the poor invaders one by one, thoroughly cutting the grass!

Standing on a group of corpses, Yang Ming felt that his entire heart had been washed, and his thoughts were accessible.

In this world, if you don’t kill, people will kill you.

Sometimes, the truth is so cruel.

Good people, never live long.

is a bad guy and can live long.

Withdrew the mysterious sword, Yang Ming felt his heart, and said the last sentence of "The Murder Song":

"Ning teaches tens of thousands of people to bite their hatred, and not teach anyone to scold me. Looking at the five thousand years, where do heroes not kill?"

watched Yang Ming single-handedly, killing all the thieves who had escaped, Tang San was very shocked.

"Yang Ming, so strong!"

Tang San prides himself on the elite of Tang Men, but in the battle just now, he tried his best to kill only 8 thieves. Compared with Yang Ming’s brilliant record, Ruoruohuo is comparable to candlelight. .

However, this did not make Tang San flinch, but made him want to move.

"Wait for my Xuan Tiangong to be more refined, I will definitely be able to surpass Yang Ming!"