My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"Enter the second block!" He Yiming appeared directly behind Mopra, and he exploded without saying a word!

　　next moment

　　"Sword Intent! Hengtian!"

　　"Sword Intent, follow the wind!"

　　"Sword Intent, a perfect match!"

　　"Sword Intent, break the army!"

　　"Sword Intent... Sifang Sword!!!"

　　He Yiming didn't talk about the so-called martial arts at all. He seized the opportunity of Mopura's full force to crush Ye Wuyou, and the sword intent of the four great accomplishments erupted at the same time, turning into

　　Four sword qi slashed towards Mopra!

　　Almost at the same time, the four sword intents merged together and condensed into an incomparably powerful force!

　　"The sword falls to the galaxy!"

　　He Yiming directly launched the most powerful move!

　　"Despicable outlanders! Shameless!" Mopra frantically used all his cards and defensive measures, and finally blocked the four great sword-intent slashes, and he was also injured.

　　Scarred and severely injured, I thought I had withstood this wave.

　　As a result, I saw the huge spirit sword that filled the sky crashing down and slashed at me!

　　"No!!!" Mopra let out a desperate roar, and was swallowed by Jian Luo Xinghe!

　　"Boom boom boom!" Hundreds of huge spirit swords were densely packed, falling down continuously, directly smashing the magic pla into pieces!

　　"Crack!" He Yiming let out a long sigh, and after Void pinched the magic core of Mopula's twenty-nine to the magic mark, he looked at Mopula's remaining incomplete

　　Devil.

　　"It's not dead yet? The life force of the demons is really tenacious!" He Yiyiming couldn't help but exclaimed.

　　"The master of this demon.... Lord Morisa, soon, will come here, all of the time... you, all of you will die, hahahaha!

　　what! 'Before Mopra was dying, he only came to say this last word, and he vomited his last mouthful of blood and died completely.

　　Mopra didn't think about it until he died.

　　The great traitor Ye Wuyou, the first demon general with breakthrough strength, turned out to be a bait!

　　He Yiming, who controls the Four Great Achievements Sword Intent, is so powerful that he is so despicable, seizes the critical moment when he is about to crush Ye Wuyou, and seizes himself too much.

　　In a moment of excitement and carelessness, he launched a sneak attack on himself from behind!

　　This wave

　　Mopra couldn't stand it, and ended up burping.

　　"Your move is really despicable! However, it's very practical!" Ye Wuyou sat on the ground, while running the magic energy to heal the wound, he glanced at the dead demon.

　　Pula, said immediately.

　　"It's useful to talk about martial arts? I'm sorry, the blood is just positive, just let my disciples go!"

　　"I have always only sought the most stable, most efficient, and most likely to kill the enemy!"

　　"Whichever method has a higher chance of winning, I'll take it!"

　　He Yiming spoke calmly.

　　After all, players have countless lives, but only one of their own!

　　"Although you won, but you have consumed so much, what if Morisa appears?" Ye Wuyou looked at He Yiming, but worried about this key issue.

　　The Million Demon Army Corps and the First Corps Commander Mopra have indeed been killed!

　　However, He Yiming, two times in a row, activated the four great achievement moods at the same time, and the consumption was simply not ordinary!

　　Even if you swallow the medicine pill, you will not be able to recover!

　　This is not just the consumption of cultivation, but also the consumption of spiritual power and artistic conception!

　　In Ye Wuyou's opinion, He Yiming would have to rest for at least a few months before he can recover.

　　However, He Yiming laughed.

　　"It consumes a lot of money? It's okay, as long as I break through to the peak of the Lunhai realm now, all problems will be solved!" He Yiming smiled slightly, and then said a letdown

　　Worryless night.

　　"I'll let you see what it means to break the realm in three seconds!"

Chapter 335 This brat is injured, hit him!

　　"This fifth-order monster is a good hang on a horse!"

　　"Hit it, fuck it, ah, give me a bite!"

　　"++, why is this product so powerful!"

　　"Don't panic, everyone stay steady! Listen to my instructions!"

　　"Hey, big guy, hit me up!"

　　"I'm on fire!"

　　After killing Mopra, the gangsters began to besiege the three hellhounds!The two sides fought fiercely in an instant!

　　This three-headed hellhound is worthy of being the mount of Mopra, and its strength is much stronger than the fifth-order beasts killed by the previous five!

　　He Yiming did not intervene, but started a familiar exercise!

　　The art of destiny, the master of luck!

　　From the early stage of the round sea to the middle stage of the round sea, 250 million luck value is required!

　　From the mid-Lunhai to the late-Linhai period, it costs 1 million!

　　From the late Lunhai to the peak of Lunhai, it costs a full [-] million

　　Originally such a huge value, if it is in the [-] mountains in the north, it will not be enough for a few months or even a year!

　　However, the slaughtering battle of this wave of millions of Warcraft Legion, the luck value harvested for He Yiming is simply beyond imagination!

　　A third-order Warcraft is worth at least [-] points of luck!

　　The fourth-order Warcraft is even more exaggerated, and one end is more than [-]!

　　Those pseudo fifth-order monsters were given more than [-] at one end!

　　The real fifth-order Warcraft, each head, all has a million luck value!

　　Light pseudo fifth-order and fifth-order Warcraft, let He Yiming earn more than [-] million luck value!

　　Coupled with the huge number of Tier [-] and Tier [-] monsters, He Yiming earned a full [-] million Luck Value!

　　What else can He Yiming say?

　　"The art of destiny, the master of luck!"

　　"breakthrough!"

　　As soon as He Yiming's mind moved, he directly activated the Master of Destiny's Destiny!

　　"Boom!" In between his breaths, He Yiming's breath directly broke through the late stage of the Lunhai Realm, truly stepping into the peak of the Lunhai Realm!

　　The real thing, breaking the realm in three seconds!

　　The former He Yiming, breaking a realm, still needs to find the secret room of the sect hall, hide, be extremely careful!

　　But now, in front of the first demon general Ye Wuyou, He Yiming dares to force a breakthrough!

　　This is the confidence of having absolute strength!

　　"!" Ye Wuyou was stupid again.

　　Ye Wuyou felt that He Yiming in front of him was subverting his common sense again and again!Just what the hell!

　　Breaking through a realm, is it such a simple thing?

　　A normal human race cultivator needs at least a year to prepare for a breakthrough from the late Lunhai to the peak of Lunhai. It will take three days to break through, and then it will take several years to consolidate the cultivation realm.

　　boundary!

　　And at first glance, He Yiming's breath is solid, his foundation is firm, and he is almost flawless!

　　This is so much better than a normal cultivator who has been consolidating for a few years and still riding a horse!

　　"Is this a genius? I've taken it..." Ye Wuyou shook his head, thinking no more.

　　Keep thinking about it, it's a headache!

　　"Sword Intent, Hengtian!!!" He Yiming finished his breakthrough, feeling the explosive power in his body, so he just grabbed the sword!

　　"Boom!!!" A slash across the sky suddenly fell, and a wolf head of the three-headed hellhound who was fighting the big boss group was cut off!

　　"Ow!" The three-headed hellhound lost one head, and suddenly let out two shrill screams. The entire demon body trembled in pain, and its breath suddenly declined.

　　Much weaker.

　　Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

　　"Quick, this son of a bitch is injured, everyone gathers fire and blows up this bastard's head!!!" Xingchen gave an order, and the big guys burst out in unison!

　　"Boom boom boom!" Dozens of attacks erupted together, and they all hit

　　A figure was happily jumping and picking up corpses.

　　beef noodles.

　　"What the hell?" As soon as Beef Noodles turned his head, he saw dozens of attacks roaring in unison!

　　Then burp on the spot!

　　He Yiming: ? ? ?

　　Worry-free night: ? ? ?