Chapter 668： How do you want to die?

People who have reached the level of Title Douluo are basically able to master the use of mental power proficiently.

At this moment, the elder of the Palace of the Elders with the title of Golden Scissors, with both hands holding the golden scissors one high in his hands, every inch of his muscles tightened like a bowstring pulled to the limit. Once there is any movement, he will be like The arrow fired by releasing the bowstring is normal, killing the enemy with the momentum of thunder.

But now...

"Not found!"

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the forehead along the bridge of the nose, and finally dripped down the tip of the nose.

There was a trace of panic and anxiety between this titled Douluo's expression, and his mental power spread out in all directions like a fishing net.

In the usual way, even if the enemy is a sensitive attack type spirit master, the speed is so fast that the eyes can't keep up, but with mental fishing nets, it can still track the enemy's tracks, and then choose the way to deal with it one step in advance.

However, since Yang Ming disappeared in the first second, he seemed to have completely disappeared between the heaven and the earth. His mental fishing net covered his entire body for a radius of 200 meters, and he did not find any trace of Yang Ming.

This is damned!

He would not think that Yang Ming had already run away, because he could deeply feel that the looming sight fell on him.

Just as the titled Douluo powerhouse retreated in his heart, Yang Ming's voice suddenly came from all directions:

"The larynx, spine, lungs, liver, carotid arteries, kidneys and heart, where are you going to start?"

Yang Ming fell with a sound, and the system prompt sounded.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking out the classic lines of Naruto Ninja Doo Di never cut again, and got a chance to draw a lottery. Do you start the lottery roulette?"

"no."

No matter how weak Tao Di is, even if it can start the lottery roulette, it is estimated that there will be no good things to show, Yang Ming simply continues to accumulate.

Yang Ming was whispering like a devil, erratic from time to time, from left to right and from left to right, like the last straw that crushed the enemy's psychological defense line, making the other party's heart of retreat reveal a flaw in the moment!

"laugh!"

A nuanced sound of drawing a sword sounded.

Immediately after that, there was a scarlet sword light that seemed to tear the sky in two, and the long rainbow pierced the sun, stunningly stunning.

Yang Ming appeared not far from the enemy as if instantaneously. The mysterious sword in his hand was violently rubbed against the air because of the speed of the sword. The sword was wrapped in a layer of hot flames.

But the opponent deserves to be a powerful titled Douluo, his pupils suddenly shrunk into needle-like ridges, and at the same time he made the best response with a 0.1 second response arc, almost subconsciously lifting the golden scissors crossbar in front of him.

At the same moment, the black spirit ring shining on his body gave the golden scissors extremely tough characteristics.

however--

It's useless!

In front of the mysterious sword, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas, superimposed on thousands of layers of sharpness, and even have the power to threaten the gods, and the only weapon spirits can't resist it!

The enemy opened his eyes in horror, and looked at Yang Ming with a sword in the center of the golden scissors in disbelief. It only obstructed the opponent for 0.2 seconds, and the entire weapon spirit was crossed from it, a touch that seemed to pierce the sky. The sword's edge did nothing but cut, and pierced into the throat of the desperate enemy behind.

The tip of the sword came out from behind the neck, bringing out a scoop of hot blood.

Yang Ming easily drew out the mysterious sword, the enemy broke a thumb-sized hole in his throat, covered his throat with his hands, and fell on his back with an unwilling face.

Perhaps, even if his death was imminent, he couldn't believe that he actually died under a soul sage.

Yang Ming shook his hand, and the filthy blood fell from the sword. Under the bright sunlight, the mysterious sword was as bright as ever.

However, the fact that he took the sword down and killed a Title Douluo quickly fell in the eyes of everyone in the nearby Wuhun Empire, but it was no less than dropping a grenade in the pond, which shocked and horrified everyone. .

With his gaze sweeping around, Yang Ming found that Pope Bibi Dong was very cunning. He took a group of people to find other senior members of the Explosive Heavens Gang. Instead, they left the elders and worshippers of the Elder Hall to deal with him. He just died. That person is an elder in the elder hall.

"Tsk!"

With this in mind, Yang Ming sometimes really admires Pope Bibi Dong. At this time, he still does not forget to use the knife to kill people.

"Zhuzi, dare!"

Seeing this scene, Golden Crocodile Douluo said he couldn't bear it!

The moment he jumped down from the wall, the phantom of a huge golden crocodile appeared behind Golden Crocodile Douluo. Then in the next moment, the phantom merged into Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, and the moment the spirit possessed was completed, showing Wuhun true body.

"Fuck!"

A series of bean-cooking noises sounded from inside the golden crocodile Douluo, and the whole person developed horizontally, and his physique grew several times. The vigorous muscles instantly burst the clothes and pants, revealing a body like black copper. His skin was covered with golden crocodile scales. Each scale was the size of a palm. It was as hard as steel, and glowed with golden brilliance under the sun. It set off him like a golden saint walking in the world, mighty and unyielding!

The body is more than two meters high, broad shoulders, burly and powerful arms, all reveal the strength of the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Even his standard spirit ring, shining with yellow, purple, black, and red light, further amplifies this feeling, like a human crocodile.

The corner of his mouth grinned, a row of crocodile-like inverted triangles and sharp teeth were exposed. Golden Crocodile Douluo bowed slightly on his upper body, and the crocodile's tail swung behind him. The moment his feet stepped on the ground, the horrible shock wave pushed them~www.novelhall .com~ A tumultuous air wave raged under his feet, leaving a pair of deep footprints on the ground, and the whole person rushed to Yang Ming at supersonic speed!

"Huhuhu!"

The sound waves surpassing the speed of sound roared into the ears, and the endless gust of wind poured back. It was actually distorted from the sunlight from the sky into a ghostly scene. The Golden Crocodile Douluo came like a demon coming to the world, carrying a heavy punch to destroy everything.

In front of the giant fist, the air was squeezed to the limit, and even groans that couldn't bear the huge force were heard, and the cracks in the space were torn apart hard.

This punch can blow up a mountain!

This is the strength of the 98-level Title Douluo!

This is also the reason why Golden Crocodile Douluo has so far been subdued to worship Qiandao Liu!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed through the tyrannical excitement, and the corners of his mouth rose recklessly, because he could already foresee the scene where Yang Ming's head was blown by him in the next moment!

This feeling of strangling the pride of heaven in advance can excite him for a long time every time.