Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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There is no doubt that Caesar is a rare genius in a century, reaching the 60th-level soul emperor at a young age, and it seems that he also used some means to obtain a certain strange power, that kind of rushing to his face. Yang Ming's killing aura gave Yang Ming a bright feeling.

However, it only reaches the bright feeling before the eyes.

He gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and slowly pulled out the mysterious sword. It was an evil divine sword with weird inscriptions, and Yang Ming's slightly cold face was reflected on the sword.

There was electricity in his eyes, no matter how fast Caesar's movements were, he could not escape the tracing of the reincarnation eye, and all the traces were in full view.

The corners of the mouth are slightly upwards and a subtle arc, condensing the sword skills that Yang Ming has learned, for the first time in the eyes of the world.

fast!

Fast across the worldly sense!

The mysterious sword that slaughtered many murderers in the city of killing and absorbed the breath of endless killing has already moved towards the artifact, even more powerful than the ordinary artifact, because it symbolizes the artifact of killing and has an attack speed that rivals the gods. , And the ultimate sharpness that cuts off all obstacles in front of you!

Light!

The sword light that pierced people's eyes!

"Zhuzi, dare!"

When Qian Daoliu realized that something was wrong and wanted to rescue Caesar by virtue of his extremely fast flying ability, everything was too late!

"Shit!"

A terrifying sword mark slid all the way from Caesar's forehead, cutting him in half directly!

No matter how talented he is, no matter how weird his hidden twin martial arts abilities, and no matter what secrets or trump cards he hides, in front of absolute strength, after all, it is just a scratch of loess!

Close the sword and sheath.

Yang Ming seemed to have done a very ordinary thing, calm and unreasonable.

But the corpse in half on the ground, the frozen expression of anger and anger on Qian Daoliu's face, the overcast and inscrutable looks of the elders' hall, and the collective astonishment of the Vast Sky School, all are explaining , The sword just now has reached its peak, even if Titled Douluo is here, there is absolutely no full confidence to survive!

With sharp eyes, Yang Ming looked around at the people in the opposite Wuhun Hall.

The crowd in the Wuhun Hall were naturally unwilling to show weakness and glared at Yang Ming.

Pointing at the corpse of Caesar underground, Yang Ming said lightly:

"For those who stand in my way, I will make Yang Ming your eternal nightmare!"

The system also has a sense of existence at this time.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for telling how the bad guys made the classic lines of Xie Wendong, and got a chance to draw a lottery. Do you start the lottery roulette?"

"no!"

Yang Ming made a speech, extremely domineering!

A group of worships in the elder hall, each of them looked extremely ugly.

They are all geniuses of the same era. Many of them have been the geniuses who have been smashed through the thorns since childhood. They have been looked up to him all the way, and countless younger generations have treated them with admiration. Yang Ming has no young people like them!

anger!

After the extreme anger, there is the killing intent of overflowing words!

But now, they all set their sights on Qian Daoliu one by one.

Because these consecrations are very clear in their hearts, the only decision present is the chief consecration of the elder hall.

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Qian Daoliu has not felt an emotion called anger for many years. The last time he felt this emotion was when his son died. At that time, Qian Daoliu also used his actual actions to show that Don't mess with him, if you mess with him, dare to fight you hard!

"You deserve to be the leader of the younger generation in this era. Yang Ming, you do have the arrogant capital, but you think that with your ability, you can be mad in front of me and proud in front of me, then you are really naive Now! I will use Peerless Douluo's strength to tell you that you are just an ant that can be pinched to death in my eyes!"

Qian Daoliu smiled angrily.

After laughing, an angel's sword appeared in his palm, he clenched the hilt of the sword, and the six wings behind him flicked. Qiandaoliu turned into a platinum light and slew it quickly!

His speed is too fast!

It is comparable to the speed of light!

In the eyes of everyone, Qian Daoliu's figure had long been lost, only a platinum light pierced through the world!

"Yang Ming, life is over!"

When seeing such a terrifying speed, everyone in the Haotian Sect had such thoughts in their hearts.

On the side of Wuhun Hall, smiles appeared on all faces.

Obviously, they are two hundred percent convinced that as long as the offering is made, there will be absolutely no survivors!

however!

The next moment, they were surprised to find that Yang Ming's face did not show the panic as they expected, and they could even see his expression as calm as ever.

"Could it be that he was frightened by the great worship?"

Yang Ming showed with practical actions that he was not frightened.

Of course, Yang Ming would not be so stupid as to use the blur to escape Qian Daoliu's attack.

At the level of Peerless Douluo, he could already destroy the space. If he dared to use the blur, he would undoubtedly fall into Qian Daoliu's calculations, and he would not even know how he died by then.

But don’t forget, Yang Ming is not alone now!

He is the leader of the Explosive Sky Gang!

And his subordinates also have a group of the most cutting-edge forces today!

The index finger and thumb interlocked, and Yang Ming snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

A figure jumped out from the crowd behind him, and came first, rushing to block between the two before Qian Daoliu killed Yang Ming.

This person is Tang Hao!

Tang Hao's movements were extremely simple. His left foot stepped forward and stepped heavily on the ground. There was a loud noise. With his left foot as the center, the solid ground of the Haotianzong sect suddenly cracked in a large area. Tang Hao's right arm holding the Clear Sky Hammer instantly stretched out to his back. The muscles of his whole body were completely tense in an instant. The strong black light completely merged his person with the Clear Sky Hammer. He lifted the heel of his left foot, fully supported by his toes. On the ground, the trouser leg at the calf of his left leg burst instantly, exposing his leg muscles that were stronger than granite.

At the next moment, the Clear Sky Hammer has been swung out silently.

Yes, there is no sound.

As if at this moment, all sounds were evacuated by this hammer, that huge Clear Sky Hammer was born. Although there is no sound to highlight its power, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this hammer is indeed Tang Hao's spirit, energy and spirit were completely integrated, and even his own aura of dominance over the world was completely integrated into the Clear Sky Hammer.

It's too late to say, then fast.

"boom!"

The Clear Sky Hammer, the top three in attack power in the world, collided fiercely with the Angel's Sword.

The sound like Hong Zhong was deafening, and the violent air flow overflowed the world.

At the same time, Qian Daoliu's extremely resentful roar erupted from the smoke and dust:

"Tang Hao!"