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Although the player dispatched by the Wuhundian Academy team did not leave any name in the original work, his strength is not weak at all. It is a forty-two level soul sovereign. If placed in other teams, it is also a captain level. Characters, it is a pity that in the talented Wuhundian Academy team, they can only act as a runner.

But he obviously also understands his mission. Since Yang Ming is the first to play on behalf of the Shrek Academy team, it means that they have no retreat. As long as they achieve the goal of consuming Yang Ming's physical and soul power, they will wait until their Soul Hall Academy. When the four strong players of the team played, it was when Yang Ming was defeated.

You read it right, you are defeated!

Before they were dispatched today, they had received a decree from Pope Bibi Dong that they must kill Yang Ming at any cost or by any means.

Although there are express regulations in the competition that intentional killings are not allowed in the competition, the rules are dead, and the people who make the rules are alive, and Wuhundian is one of the organizers of the competition, and this place is the Wuhundian. Lao Lao, don't you let them knead an excuse?

Moreover, the rewards given by the Pope to kill Yang Ming are extremely rich, and the highest-level elder order exists for this.

The dragon armor of the Wuhun Temple Academy team had already imagined in his heart how he would use what he learned to consume Yang Ming later, but at this moment, he saw Yang Ming wave his hand, accompanied by the fifth spirit ring under his feet. Embellished with uncomfortable gray light, between the ground trembling, white bones drilled out of the ground, and arranged in a strange way to form a gate of the dead, and there was a huge bone skeleton on the door frame. Head, there was a green fire in his eyes.

"Crack!"

With a sound of opening the door, the door of the undead opened, and a bald head protruded from it, but this head is really too big, it actually has the size of a millstone!

"This……"

Before the dragon's armor could react, he saw the monster's body completely penetrated the dead man's door and appeared in the Douluo Continent World.

This is an abnormally fat and deformed undead, more than four meters tall, naked all over, covered with stitches, and seems to be pieced together from a corpse. The body with a big belly is slow and can be carried around. The foul smell was accompanied by an uncomfortable miasma, and there was an iron anchor in his hand. You can see that it weighs less than two hundred catties by looking at his body shape.

Stitch strange.

This is the name of this corpse monster.

"Summon type spirit ability?"

The dragon armor was surprised at first. After all, this was different from the information collected. Yang Ming had never shown this ability before, but immediately, he could not help but sneer at the corners of his mouth as he watched the staggering slow pace of the suture monster.

What's the use of this slow speed!

He ignored the suture monster, and according to the established tactics, prepared to bypass the suture monster, using various tricks and soul skills to consume Yang Ming's physical and soul power.

He had just ran a hundred meters away when he heard a sound of breaking wind coming from a heavy object.

Looking around from the corner of his eye, he suddenly burst into death. The suture monster stood in place and threw an iron anchor weighing hundreds of kilograms at his side. Once hit by this iron anchor, even he was outstanding in the Spirit Hall. The elites can't be said to be hit hard.

"Huh, it's just a small bug, watch me hide!"

Such thoughts flashed in his mind, and he saw his legs bend and his body was short. The heavy iron anchor drew across his head dangerously and dangerously, bringing up a cold gust of wind.Lazy listening to books www.lanren9.com

Just when he was disapproving, there was another sound of broken anchor coming from another direction.

"Again?"

He was agitated, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and suddenly had the urge to vomit blood.

It turned out that more than a suture monster came out of the door of the dead, and now a full ten suture monsters have emerged from the door!

While trying to avoid the iron anchor of the suture monster, he watched these four-meter-high corpses lined up in a row, forming a thick wall of flesh between him and Yang Ming. If you want to defeat them, go. If you look for Yang Ming, you don't know how much physical and soul power it will consume.

and……

These suture monsters are highly poisonous, and there is a continuous overflow of miasma from the stitches of the skin and body surface. These miasma have little effect at the beginning, but when the number of suture monsters increases, the time goes on, this bad luck reminder The members of the Wuhundian Academy team immediately felt dizzy, and even their limbs were a little weak.

"No, I'm poisoned!"

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

The suture monster is slow, but relying on the constant throwing of hundreds of kilograms of iron anchors, this member can only keep dodge in front of the temple.

Accompanied by fierce movements, the poison gas he had inhaled before was accelerated along the flowing blood to spread across the meridians. He gradually felt that his head was dizzy and his feet seemed to be heavily shackled.

When the upcoming iron anchor was about to hit him, because the reaction was slow, he didn't have time to react when the iron anchor was about to hit his head. Fortunately, his teammates did not let him die. .

However, Xie Yue ran out of the team, holding two moon blades in his hands. The whole body was blood-red, like a crescent moon. His hands were held in the center of the moon blade, and they flashed through two half arcs in the air. The bloody shape, the stretched iron anchor shattered directly from the anchor head to the iron chain, turning into countless small fragments and falling to the ground.

"We lost this round."

Xie Yue looked at Yang Ming coldly, and couldn't tell what she thought from her indifferent face.

Immediately, Xie Yue returned to her team with her teammates who had been poisoned for treatment.

Cardinal Sadla, who was in charge of refereeing, was taken aback for a while, and then announced that Yang Ming had won the first game.

In the second game, an unknown dragon set from the Alien Beast Academy will play against Yang Ming.

But obviously, Yang Ming didn’t take the shot himself. He defeated the opponent easily with the suture monster summoned by his spirit ability, making this latecomer a little scared. After all, he had not reached the soul sect yet, and he was just a pitiful, weak and helpless. It’s just the soul.

as expected.

This poor worm from the Alien Beast Academy team just got on the battlefield, and he was stabbed by a group of feet...Uh, I mean the suture monsters were beaten by a group of suspicious life. Until he was carried out on a stretcher, he still looked bad. Looks like.

Yang Ming swept away his eyes, provocatively facing the humanity of the Wuhundian Academy team:

"Begging for mercy from me, I will reject you fiercely."