~： Three hundred and thirty-nine. Kick the platinum bishop Saras' head?

(One more)

In the dream, Yang Ming has not yet noticed something wrong, and arched towards the platinum bishop Saras:

"is teacher."

Yang Ming raised his hand, holding the mysterious sword in his palm, dancing a sword flower in the air, saying:

"Teacher, please see, this is Du Gu Nine Swords, broken sword style!"

The sword refers to Bishop Saras of Platinum. The sword style advances at a slow speed and is slow and unable to pierce, but it gives a sense of sharp edge. It seems that no matter how you dodge, you can't escape this sword.

Bishop Saras in Platinum saw strange light in his eyes and secretly said in his heart:

"What a delicate swordsmanship!"

In this dream space co-cast by a hundred people, some people have already started to start the memory structure and recorded Yang Ming's swordsmanship.

In order to explore Yang Ming's more secrets, Bishop Saras also had a itch in his craft. Immediately he came to the field to discuss with Yang Ming. One wave in his hand, he had a big sword out of nothing. :

"Come on, good boy, let me see how good your art is now."

On the one hand, he took Yang Ming's advantage verbally, but he was not satisfied with the movements in his hand. The large sword of hundreds of kilograms was carrying the horror momentum like the mountain and the sea, and it came to the face as if it was real, making Yang Ming have Then goose bumps got up in a flash.

"Come well!"

"Broken knife!"

Yang Ming was not surprised and happy, his wrist turned, the mysterious sword turned a circle, the sword suddenly changed.

If we say that the sword-breaking style just now is a fierce blow to kill, then now the sword-breaking style is a completely different style.

It seems to be a common sword, but it even carries dozens of afterimages, and a clever door with two or two pounds. The moment the sword touched the blade, it seemed to stick to it like brown sugar.

Bishop Saras, with a look of emotion, clearly felt that the power on hand was not reduced, but driven by this strange sword, the whole person couldn't help but deviate from the rhythm, staggering, almost unstable, smooth Take the knife out of the air.

Although it is said that he is not good at swordsmanship, after all, his soul skills are not of this type.

But in this dream, it can be said that the home of Platinum Bishop Saras can play a state far beyond usual.

Even so, he was attracted by the magical knife-breaking style and secretly applauded.

"Unfortunately, if he is a talent in our Wuhun Temple, that would be great."

The thought of such a pity in the heart of Platinum Bishop Saras quickly disappeared, and quickly turned away into a greedy feeling.

My hero is my enemy.

This is the case in this world, buttocks determine the head.

No matter how much he appreciates the talent of Yang Ming, Bishop Saras, who holds the status of Bishop Platinum, it is necessary to crush Yang Ming, a peerless genius, before he has grown up.

Of course, before he died, Bishop Salas of Platinum must surely drain all his secrets.

"Good disciple, there are still some special skills, let the teacher out."

Following the script set in this dream world, Yang Ming, like a normal student, was affirmed by the teacher and looked excited:

"Teacher, look at me, my kaleidoscope writing chakra!"

After all, Yang Ming stared at the star's eyes, and the black pupils released a strange **** light, and the three black hooked jades quickly rotated to form a strange pattern.

But at the moment when the kaleidoscope writing wheel appeared, a strong mental impact directly broke the stubborn impact of the dream world in Yang Ming's mind!

Shrek College... Continent's Advanced Soul Division College Contest... The Death of Feng Xiaotian...

All kinds of memory fragments came to Yang Ming's mind one by one, and it was so out of tune with the scene of the Holy Soul Village and the small mountain bag in front of him.

As the pinnacle of the psychic illusion department, when Yang Ming opened the kaleidoscope to write the eye of the wheel, he could perceive the real and virtual place of this dream space.

Yang Ming turned black for a moment when he thought of Bishop Saras who had just opened his mouth and closed his mouth and called himself a good boy.

Yang Ming can be said to be smooth sailing during this time, and rarely has he suffered such a big loss, a sullen murderous moment burst out of his pupils, gnashing his teeth:

"Bastard! Dare to play me!"

After seeing Yang Ming's consciousness regain his sobriety, and insight into the reality of the dream, the platinum bishop Saras flashed a strange color in his eyes, but he did not panic. Instead, he laughed and said:

"Good disciple, is this your attitude to talk to the teacher?"

Yang Ming clenched his teeth tightly, the masseter muscles protruded, and he didn’t talk to this **** nonsense. He opened the eight doors of the eight-door Dunjia directly in the dream. Anyway, the dream is not in the real world, even if the eight doors of the eight-door Dunjia are opened here. Will affect the reality of the body, Yang Ming simply exploded!

The horrible fluctuations of soul power rose directly into the sky, Yang Ming's muscles were extremely solid, his body expanded inexplicably in a circle, and the upper body clothes were even more explosive. A small green snake-like green rib suddenly burst on the surface of the muscle skin , People are afraid that it will bleed up blood veins in the next moment.

Yang Ming's long hair stood upside down, his skin was a red color, the high temperature evaporating sweat from the sweat glands, directly turned into a white smoke, which set him off like a **** of war.

In the dream world, Bishop Salas of Platinum saw the passage of the Eight Door Dunjia in Yang Ming's body. From which meridian the soul began to move and walk along which meridian, all of them were clear, and his face could not help. There was a hint of surprise.

"Miao! Really wonderful! This kind of ancient and fabulous stunts can actually make a soul sect of the area burst out with a strength comparable to that of the soul holy level in a short time. If all my Wuhundian have such a stunt , Reunification of Douluo mainland is just around the corner!"

"I can treat you uncle!"

Bishop Saras, who had just spoken, had suddenly lost the trace of Yang Ming in front of him. At the same time, a violent wind wrapped in Yang Ming's angry words suddenly rang in his ears.

Bishop Saras's pupil suddenly shrank, shrinking into a needle-like shape.

Very fast!

This absolute speed that exceeds the speed of sound ~ www.novelhall.com ~ even he can't bear it.

No, it is better to say that even the vast majority of titles Douluo may not have this supersonic speed!

Unless it is Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo teaming up to perform a joint soul technique to block the area where Yang Ming is located, otherwise, whoever they are, will be kicked by Yang Ming.

You read it right, just kick it!

The next moment, Yang Ming kicked the head of Platinum Bishop Salas.

however!

Don't forget, this is the dream world built by the Wuhun Hall with a hundred people.

In a short while, Bishop Salas of Platinum appeared on the other side intact, and he hooked his fingers provocatively against Yang Ming.

(Yesterday, Kavinka couldn’t write it. Why didn’t anyone see the leave note? It will be more and more today, but it’s a bit more difficult. It can only be said to try your best)