Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The bandit leader fell with a sound, and the bandits' laughter suddenly came around.

Yes,

Dead old men stepping into the coffin one by one,

Two six-year-old children about to go to school,

Facing their forty powerful bandits,

What to fight, what to fight?

The bandits all live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. It is rare to encounter this kind of fun and indifferently mocking Yang Ming's self-defense.

"This is a kid from which village, so stupid, so naive!"

"I like the way he can't understand us and can't kill us."

"Little Wawa, you haven't even grown any hair. Have you seen a spear? Can you afford it?"

The bandit's words with color immediately caused the bandits to laugh meaningfully.

The cynicism of the bandits did not shake Yang Ming's fighting spirit.

Yang Ming holds a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. He is like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time. The starry eyes are cold, like a cold knife, like ice, and looking at a dead person.

There was a crazy red light in Yang Ming's pupils, and the three-goed jade slowly rotated.

Suddenly, the volcano Yang Ming burst out, and the hot lava was shocking!

"kill!"

A hoarse low shout broke from the depths of Yang Ming's throat, a bit of cold light came first, and then shot out like a dragon, before the bandit leader could respond, a shot to his throat!

At the same time, Tang San also followed, attacking the other bandits.

Although the bandit leader has no spirit power, he is also an experienced veteran.

Although the consciousness did not react, the body's instincts took the first step, withdrew a step back, his head slightly raised, and the sharp point of the gun drew a touch of blood from the tip of his nose dangerously and dangerously.

I touched the tip of my nose, and the sticky blood fell on my fingertips.

The bandit took the lead for a moment, then suddenly furious.

"Smelly boy, you are looking for death!"

The bandit leader was furious, and the 60-catty mountain knife in his hand was in his hand. It was swung coldly like an arm, and the cold wind was approaching Yang Ming. He was about to chop off Yang Ming’s head, old Jack. Breathing almost choked, so nervous that a heart touched his throat.

It's too late to say, then soon!

In front of Sangouyu writing wheel, the leader of the bandit was as slow as a snail, and a murderous sneer evoked from the corner of Yang Ming's mouth. He stepped on the ghostly shadow, and his figure swayed from side to side before disappearing under the blade.

"what!"

The machete failed, and the bandit leader couldn't hold back his strength. The mountain knife slashed on the ground. The blade was stuck in the gap and couldn't be pulled out for a while.

"What about people?"

Yang Ming appeared behind the bandit leader, as if death sent out a death spy, and breathed in his ear gently:

"I'm here!"

The pupil of the bandit leader suddenly shrank into needles, but this time, no matter how fast his body instinctively reacted, it would not be faster than the sword in Yang Ming's hand.

The name of the sword is the mysterious sword, a killer knife for killing people!

The blade was extremely sharp, and the half-length armor of the bandit leader was as thin as a piece of paper in front of the murderer's knife.

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The tip of the knife was stained with blood from the heart, Yang Ming drew out the knife, and as the muscles contracted, a splash of blood spattered on Yang Ming's face, setting off him like a devil killed in purgatory!

Although this was Yang Ming's first murder, he attacked with anger, only shaking his hands at first, and then he recovered his calm.

Because of the reality, he cannot tolerate any abnormalities.

A blood-stained child turned to other bandits approaching, and a pair of bloody eyes revealed a touch of cold light that made people throbbing. Even these murderous bandits, under Yang Ming's eyes, could not stand it. The residence paused for a moment, then became angry from embarrassment, and rushed forward to slash Yang Ming with a thousand swords!

Yang Ming stretched out his tongue and licked the blood flowing to his mouth.

The taste of blood is uncomfortable, astringent and bitter.

But the taste of the enemy is as sweet as nectar.

At this moment, in this noisy battlefield, facing the thieves who were taller, burly, and fierce than himself, Yang Ming's heart was calmer than ever.

Because behind him, there is no one to rely on!

Only by fighting, only by killing, can we make a bloody road under such adversity!

Ruthless charge!

The spear shook, Yang Ming hit the ground with one shot, and his whole body jumped up like a swallow.

Seeing Yang Ming descending in a graceful arc in the sky, the bandits were not scared at all, and even felt a little ridiculous. They thought Yang Ming was juggling, his lips moved lightly, and he was about to laugh at his uncomfortableness. Capacity.

But in the next moment, a long spear like thunder on a sunny day stood on the ground, with Yang Ming as the center, and a layer of air was set off in all directions.

Soon, the bandits around couldn't laugh, and even looked scared!

Because, they suddenly discovered that they could not help but leave their feet off the ground and their bodies off the ground!

Yang Ming rushed directly into the bandit group with a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.

Under the Dragon of Pouring Clouds, all three spears were spotted in one position. Yang Ming's cold face just caught in the eyes of a bandit, and he saw several spear flowers coming head-on. Then there was a pain in his chest and his half-body armor broke out. A deep hole, the heart in the body has long been crushed into scum!

There are killing knives, which pick hard stubbles, one thief with one knife, and the knife sees blood, and the head flies high.

A gun is a gun that kills people.

The sword is the sword that takes the head of the enemy!

And the person holding the spear and sword is only a half-year-old child!

This scene deeply shook old Jack's heart.

Old Jack opened his mouth like a koi and was even able to swallow a whole salted duck egg!

Although Old Jack formulated a strict exercise plan for Yang Ming, he had tried to think that Yang Ming was already very strong, but he never thought that Yang Ming would be so strong!

Kill ten people in one step without staying for a thousand miles!

Where Yang Ming has gone, there is no one in the world. One sword and one shot is a death. The sticky blood has dyed his clean white clothes into blood. It is not clear at all. Not the original color.

After Yang Ming killed 15 bandits in a row, the other bandits finally realized that this little kid, who was originally dispensable in their eyes, was enough to determine their fate.

The other bandits woke up one after another. Some people turned on their horses and determined to crush Yang Ming with a riding force.

The situation is not optimistic!

Facing all this, Yang Ming didn't show a hint of shyness. Instead, he returned to the carriage, took out a can of rice wine brewed by old Jack from the carriage, uncovered the lid, and drank the cow.

The cold rice wine poured into his throat, and then a hot taste came up, and Yang Ming suddenly felt proud:

"Will enter the wine, don't stop drinking!"

"A song with Jun, please listen to me!"

(Knife and sword terms should not be too entangled, because the idioms and words used in some scenes need to be used. It is too harsh and not beautiful.)