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"Congratulations to the host for speaking out the classic lines of Li Bai in Glory of the King, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you start the lottery roulette?"

"Yes!"

Did a virtual roulette appear in Yang Ming's line of sight? The roulette turned from slow to fast and began to spin.

Li Bai, the sword fairy of Qinglian, is a very powerful jungler in the glory of the king. He has four skills, one is passive [Knighting], and the three skills are [Jiangjinjiu], [God's Pen] and [Qinglian Sword Song].

Li Bai has four skins: Fan Haixin, Thousand-Year Fox, Keen Power, and Feng Qiuhuang.

When the roulette wheel turns from fast to slow, and the pointer stops at Li Bai's big move Qinglian sword song, Yang Ming knows that this game is stable!

Qinglian Sword Song: Incarnate into a sword aura, slashing and slashing the sword aura 5 times at an enemy in the range, each time causing a lot of physical damage.The host cannot be selected and attacked when casting skills.(Does not consume blue)

There are restrictions on knighthood in the game, but in reality, there is no longer!

Like the inheritance from Han Xin, a large amount of information came into Yang Ming's mind, including the type of sword, the method of using the sword, how to practice the sword technique, the maintenance of the sword, and the core Qinglian sword technique.

Yang Ming used alcohol to quench his thirst to cover up the fact that he was dizzy.

The other bandits were photographed by him just now for the fame of blatantly killing people, but surrounded him in groups, appearing very cautious.

A group of burly men in their 40s and 50s did not dare to face a six-year-old child.

This picture is a bit funny.

But all of this is actually not funny at all, it is the murderous name that Yang Ming used to cast the bones on the ground!

Seeing this group of tigers and wolves, they were all restrained by himself, Yang Ming was full of pride in his chest, poetic, and while drinking, he chanted poems:

"Don't you see, the liger's prey is prestigious, who is pity for the poor elk?"

"The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is useless."

Yes,

If the three of Yang Ming were caught by bandits and sold to aristocrats with special hobbies, who would avenge them?

Justice is not in the hearts of the people, right and wrong are only in strength!

Yang Ming suddenly dropped the wine jar like a blazing mountain fire, and with a bang, the jar shattered to the ground.

Yang Ming seemed to be overwhelmed with alcohol, shaking his dizzy head, the mysterious sword in his hand was slanted, but his eyes were as cold as ice springs.

Looking around, no bandit dared to look at him!

"Jun Xiu asked, a man has his own way!"

As soon as Yang Ming's voice fell, seeing the encirclement formed, some bandits could not help but start.

The bandits in the periphery are holding crossbows and one-meter crossbow arrows with thick arms of adults, with a cold killing intent, flying like a locust!

"Hahaha!"

Yang Ming was not angry but rejoiced. He stepped on the ghost shadow, and the figure flickered from side to side. While avoiding the crossbow bolt, the figure stepped forward quickly.

"Men's work, be violent."

"Things and benevolence are incompatible."

Yang Ming followed him like a shadow, rushing into the battlefield like a ghost.

The tip of the gun shone cold and the sword glowed like electricity.

The bandits had already seen Yang Ming's terrifying moves, so they didn't dare to fight against them, and they retreated three feet to escape the catastrophe.

The bandits are not the kind of particular kind of people. When Yang Ming was so powerful, someone immediately took out a bag of lime powder and threw it at Yang Ming.

Unwrapped in midair, pouring lime powder covered his face.

Once Yang Ming gets into his eyes with lime powder, even if he is not blinded, he will be unable to see the entire battle, and he will only become a lamb to be slaughtered!

Yang Ming does not retreat, but advances, and his poems become louder and louder.

"Men's affairs are in the battlefield, and their courage is like a bear and eyes are like a wolf."

"If you are born a male, you will kill. Don't let the male body wrap the female heart."

Yang Ming's figure turned into an unparalleled sharp sword energy during the leap.

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Lime powder fell directly into the air, passing through Yang Ming's magical sword aura. In the horrified eyes of the seven bandits in the back row, sword aura came from the east, piercing their throats!

The abnormal bloodstains appeared one by one, and the good heads flew up, and the blood arrows were half a meter high!

The headless corpse fell to the ground like playing cards. Behind them, Yang Ming squatted with his sword in his hands, his white clothes stained with blood, his face grim.

"Men are never shirtless, and their opponents laugh at each other."

"There are a hundred places on the battlefield of the enemy, and there are green grasses everywhere."

Pointing to the sword body, the sword light is like water.

Looking not far away, the other bandits holding the reins, lashing at the steed, came with the momentum of charging into the battle, Yang Ming's mouth twitched.

With a weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

Today, he is going to kill!

"Men don't shudder, there is a song to listen to."

Yang Ming's poems are like death telling the spies. Every poem falls, with sword spirit and strength, and there is bound to be a man's head.

"Killing one person is a crime, but slaughtering a man is a male. If he slaughtered nine million, he is a male."

One sword, one shot, stalking!

Kill the enemy to throw away their helmets and armor, and kill them with fear!

Yang Ming smashed through the entire battlefield. Behind him, human corpses and horse corpses were mixed together, and they couldn't tell each other!

This……

Is that human being?

The remaining nine bandits looked at each other, all of them frightened.

This child, this young child, is a demon in human skin!

If there are regret medicines available in the world, they will definitely not come to provoke this demon!

The nine bandits turned their horses and fled in different directions.

They were already scared, they were scared to be killed by Yang Ming!

However, Yang Ming showed with practical actions that

Those who offend me will be punishable even though they are far away!

Yang Ming turned on his horse, not forgiving!

"Xiong Zhongxiong, the way is different, he has seen through thousands of years of benevolence and righteousness, but he has made his life proud."

A sword came from behind the thief, his blood was cold, Yang Ming's eyes fell on the head under the horse's hoof, and said coldly:

"A good name does not love notoriety, killing a million people will not be punished."

Holding the reins tightly, Yang Ming chased down the poor bandits one by one, thoroughly cutting the grass and roots!

Standing on a group of corpses, Yang Ming felt that his whole soul was washed, and his thoughts were clear.

In this world, if you don't kill people, people will kill you.

Sometimes, the truth is so cruel.

Good people never live long.

On the contrary, they are bad guys who can live long.

Withdrawing the mysterious sword, Yang Ming felt a little bit, and leisurely said the last sentence of "Song of Murder":

"I would rather teach ten thousand people to gnash their teeth and hate, not to teach or to curse me, look for five thousand years, where can heroes not kill?"

Seeing Yang Ming single-handedly killing all the bandits who escaped, Tang San was extremely shocked.

"Yang Ming, so strong!"

Tang San called himself the Tang Sect elite, but in the battle just now, he used his best to kill 8 bandits. Compared with Yang Ming's brilliant record, if the fireflies are on the same level as the candle lights, it is not worth mentioning. .

However, this didn't make Tang San flinch, it made him feel ready to move.

"When my Xuantian Gong is more diligent, I will definitely be able to surpass Yang Ming!"