~： 437. Begging me for mercy, I will refuse you fiercely

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Although this team member from the Wuhundian Academy team did not leave any names in the original book, its strength is not weak. It is a forty-two soul statue. If it is placed in other teams, it also belongs to the rank of captain. The characters, unfortunately, can only serve as a running suit in the Wuhundian Academy team with a large number of talents.

But he also clearly understands his mission. Since Yang Ming played first on behalf of the Shrek Academy team, it means that they have no escape route, as long as they achieve the purpose of consuming Yang Ming’s physical and soul power, they will wait until their Wuhundian Academy When the four strong players of the clan played, it was the time of Yang Ming's defeat.

You read it right, you are defeated!

Before they were dispatched today, they had obtained the decree of Pope Bibidong, and they must kill Yang Ming at any cost and by any means.

Although the competition is clearly stipulated, intentional killing is not allowed in the competition, but the rules are dead, and the people who make the rules are alive, plus Wuhundian is one of the organizers of the competition, and here is Wuhundian Lao Chao, haven't they allowed them to make an excuse?

Moreover, the Pope's reward for killing Yang Ming is also very rich, and the highest-ranking elder order exists for this.

The dragon armor of the Wuhundian Academy team has been imagining how to use what he learned to consume Yang Ming, but at this time, he saw Yang Ming wave his hand, accompanied by the fifth soul ring under his feet. Interspersed with uncomfortable gray light, between the tremors of the ground, a piece of white bones was drilled from the ground, and arranged in a strange way to form a door for the dead, and there was a huge bone skeleton on the door frame. In the head, the eyes of the hole were filled with green soul fire.

"Click!"

With the sound of opening the door, the door of the undead opened, and a bald head was detected from the inside, but this head was really too big, actually it had the size of a grinding disc!

"This……"

Before waiting for the dragon armor to react, the monster's body completely emerged from the door of the dead and appeared in the Dora mainland world.

This is an abnormally fat and deformed undead, with a height of more than four meters, a naked body, covered with stitches, it seems to be made up of a corpse, and the belly movement is slow and can be carried around. The foul smell was accompanied by uncomfortable malaria, and an iron anchor was carried in his hand. Looking at the figure, he knew that there were two hundred pounds of less talking.

Stitches are strange.

This is the name of the corpse.

"Summon-type Soul Skill?"

The dragon armor was surprised. After all, it was different from the collected intelligence. Yang Ming had never shown this ability before, but immediately, he watched the slow pace of the stitching monster, and could not help but sneer from the corner of his mouth.

With this slow speed, what's the use!

He didn't pay attention to the suture monster, according to the established tactics, prepared to bypass the suture monster, using a variety of small skills and soul skills, consume Yang Ming's physical and soul power.

He just ran a hundred meters away, and a sound of wind breaking came from his ear.

With a glance at the corner of his eyes, he was suddenly dead, and the suture monster was standing and throwing hundreds of kilograms of iron anchors on his side. Once he was hit by this iron anchor, even if he was outstanding in Wuhun Palace Elite figures say they must be hit hard.

"Hum, the worm is just a trick, just watch me hide!"

His thoughts flashed in his mind, and he saw his legs bent, his body short, and a heavy iron anchor ran across the top of his head dangerously and dangerously, bringing a cold wind.

Just when he disagreed, there was another sound of iron anchor breaking from another direction.

"Again?"

He was full of excitement, turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came, and suddenly there was an urge to vomit blood.

It turned out that more than one stitching monster came out of the door of the dead, and now there are ten stitching monsters out of the door!

As he struggled to avoid the iron anchors of the stitched monsters, he watched the four-meter-tall corpses form a row, forming a thick wall of meat between him and Yang Ming, if he wanted to defeat them Looking for Yang Ming, I don't know how much physical and soul energy to consume.

and……

These suture monsters contain highly toxic substances, and there is a continuous flow of malaria from the sutures on the surface of the skin. These malaise have little effect at first, but when the number of suture monsters increases, the name is unlucky. The members of the Wuhundian Academy team immediately felt a dizziness, and even the limbs were a bit weak.

"No, I'm poisoned!"

When he realized this, he decided to hold his breath to avoid inhaling the poison gas, which was too late.

The stitching monster is slow, but with the continuous throwing of hundreds of kilograms of iron anchors, this member makes the member cast a bogey device and can only keep dodge in front of the hall.

Accompanied by fierce movements, the poison gas he had inhaled into the body accelerated the spread of blood through the veins. He gradually felt that his head was dizzy and his feet were like wearing heavy shackles.

When the upcoming Iron Anchor was about to hit him, because the reaction was a beat slow, he saw that the Iron Anchor was about to hit his head, and he didn’t have time to react. Fortunately, his teammates didn’t save him. .

But I saw that Xieyue ran out of the team, holding two lunar blades in his hand, all blood-red, like the curved blade of the crescent moon, his hands were held in the middle of the lunar blade, accompanied by two arcs flashing across the sky The blood of the shape, the straight iron anchor split directly from the anchor head to the iron chain, and turned into countless small fragments falling to the ground.

"In this round, we have lost."

Xieyue looked coldly at Yang Ming, and could not see any thoughts from his indifferent face.

Immediately, Xieyue returned home with his poisoned teammates for treatment.

The Cardinal Sandra, who was in charge of the refereeing, was a little surprised, and then announced that Yang Ming won the first gameIn the second game, an unknown dragon set of the team Yang Ming.

But it is clear that Yang Ming did not personally shoot, and he only easily defeated his opponent with the stitching monster summoned by the Soul Skill, which made this latecomer a little frightened. After all, he had not yet reached Soul Sect, and was only a pitiful and helpless Soul Venerable.

as predicted.

This pitiful worm from the team of the Beast Academy, just a short while ago, was picked up by a group of people...Uh, I mean that the suspicious group was beaten with suspicion of life, and when he was carried out by the stretcher, his face was still badly played. Looks like.

Yang Ming glanced away, provocatively humanizing the Wuhundian Academy team:

"Beg me for mercy, I will refuse you fiercely."

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