Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The earth dragon turned over, shaking and dusty.

The ultimate power of Tylenol is extremely terrifying, and it directly creates a Jedi within a radius of 30 meters that no one can enter, making people afraid to enter it easily.

Just as Tylenol breathed out a suffocating breath and felt that he had finally defeated Yang Ming, he didn't know who the crowd was, and suddenly shouted:

"Look at it, heaven!"

A fall, directly attracted the eyes of Tainuo and the surrounding people eating melons into the air.

In the midair, the flying dust gradually fell, and at the same time, there was a figure in white clothes.

Yang Ming carried a mysterious sword behind his back and held a mysterious sword in one hand. He was fluttering in white clothes, standing out of thin air as if stepping on an invisible staircase under his feet. Beneath the floating bangs, there was a kaleidoscope flashing cold luster.

Exclamations and admirations came one after another in the crowd.

The students looked at the figure high in the sky with admiration. Of course, they could see that Yang Ming was a member of the advanced class who had recently joined the academy. Faced with a full-scale attack of the soul king level, not only was it undamaged, but rather like With extra energy, how amazing is this?

If we say that Tylenol has extreme power.

So, what Yang Ming has is the ultimate skill.

Tyrone's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were staring at Yang Ming in the sky. At this moment, he realized why Yang Ming didn't bother to use martial spirit and spirit ring when dealing with him before, but only used three. Inch sword spirit.

Yang Ming in front of him shows his real power, right?

Tyrone felt sad and frightened again.

If Yang Ming knows what he is thinking, I am afraid he will sneer, boy, what you see is just the tip of the iceberg of my strength.

Right now, Yang Ming held the mysterious sword in his hand and stepped on the void with his right foot, his head facing down and his legs facing up, shooting towards Tylenol like a sharp arrow.

Tainuo's gaze condensed. As a very partial soul master, he instilled his power to the extreme, but it also meant that he himself was slow and tight. Facing Yang Ming's agile players, he would suffer a lot, not to mention. Said, Yang Ming can actually fly!

Tylenol exhaled a suffocating breath, calming down the sequelae of using the big move again and again.

Seeing Yang Ming coming, Tai Nuo gathered his dantian anger, screamed, his fists thundered, and the spirit ring under his feet was again flowing in a sweet purple.

"Soul skills! The source of strength!"

The frightening soul power instilled a pair of punches, and with each punch, an air cannonball was shot directly in the void.

Basketball-sized air cannonballs are very powerful. If they are bombarded on a human body, they can easily cause a lot of damage. It is a technique that Tylenol uses to target enemies with a kite-flying strategy.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

There was a cold bloody light in Yang Ming's eyes. In front of the eyes of the kaleidoscope writing wheel, the air cannonballs in front of him had nowhere to escape, and he was able to capture all of them.

Yang Ming is like a slippery loach, passing through the gap of dense air cannonballs, the cold wind blowing from the air cannonballs passing by, only blows the corners of his clothes and hunts, but it can't bring him the slightest damage. .

Wow!

In the crowd, there was an uproar again.

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Nearly less than two meters above Tylenol's head, Yang Ming held the mysterious sword in his hand and sharply used the Nine Dugu Swords. The long sword pierced continuously, hitting Tylenol's head and shoulders.

Tylenol stalked his neck, staring with anger, stopped the useless effort of lowering the air cannonballs, and turned his fists into his palms. The big palm of the pu fan was wrapped in a heart-pounding force, one palm slapped against the sword body, and the other palm Xiang Yang Ming's head wanted to attack and force Yang Ming to retreat.

In Tainuo's view, if he were to replace his injury with his strong muscles and muscles, he would only be slightly injured at most, but if he hits Yang Ming, the opponent will definitely be severely injured.

With such a calculation, he must have earned it!

However, at this moment, Yang Mingfu felt like his heart, stepping out of the void and taking the air as the base to step out of ghosts and shadows!

In front of Tylenol, Yang Ming's figure flickered. Because the speed was too fast, it seemed as if he was performing the clone technique in an instant. Two figures of Yang Ming appeared, true and false, false and true, true and false. Hard to tell!

Tainuo's complexion changed. At this time, the two Yang Ming's swords were very close. It was too late for him to change his move again, so he gritted his teeth and patted the two Yang Ming with his palms.

however!

To Tylenol’s surprise, when his fan-like palm hits Yang Ming, it’s like breaking a bubble. Where is Yang Ming in front of him?

"Wow!"

A breaking wind sounded from behind Tylenol's head, and Tylenol was horrified for a moment, and he turned his head in an emergency, avoiding his own deadly vital point.

Unfortunately, it was a step too late after all, and the sharp blade of the mysterious sword flicked through his right ear.

Shit!

Amidst the tearing sound, Tylenol's body was strong, but his right ear couldn't be exercised. It was still as fragile as an ordinary human being. The right ear was separated from the head in an instant!

At the same time as the blood splashed, Yang Ming's sword in his hand turned, and it suddenly rested on Tai Nuo's neck, who was still in shock.

Feeling the cold touch on the sword, Tai Nuo smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, holding back the pain of the broken ear, slowly raising his hands to show surrender.

Shocked!

Extremely shocked!

Seeing Yang Ming's exquisite technique to achieve the final victory, let alone Tylenol himself, even the crowds around watching the lively eating melons were shocked.

Tylenol slowly turned around and looked at the overly young face of Yang Ming in front of him. He still had the same image in his mind, with deep doubts between his brows, and said:

"Could you tell me why I clearly hit you just now, but only two phantoms?"

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth was slightly hooked, and a curve that fascinated many girls, pointed to his eyes, and said:

"It's very simple, because my eyes can release illusions, making you hallucinate in just a second."

This answer made Tylenol dumbfounded.

Even if he knew in advance, even if he did it again, he might still lose again.

Because no one can stay vigilant all the time, and it is impossible to keep in good condition all the time. In the comparison of the victory and defeat in a short moment, as long as there is a slight hesitation, you will lose.

Yang Ming is also quite satisfied with his record.

If he were to change to the past, he would still need to work hard to open the Eight Door Dunjia before he could leapfrog the Soul King.

But now, as Yang Ming's background continues to deepen, even if he does not rely on Bamen Dunjia, he can do it with various methods.