Pirates make memes: get eight magic skills at the beginning

Seeing that Babura had changed, there was naturally more than one person, for fear that Babura would disturb the battle between Yang Ming and Robluci, Smogg and the others took the initiative to intercept in front of Babura.

Looking at everyone in front of him, Babura laughed viciously:

"Just your group of defeated subordinates, you actually dare to take the initiative to come to the door to find death?"

Smogg's expression froze, smoke billowed on his arm, and he said in a condensed voice: "

It is precisely because we and Yang Ming are partners in life and death, that we must stop you!"

Just as Smogg's words fell, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the venue.

"Boom!"

Centered on the battle between Yang Ming and Robluci, a violent wind blew up, blowing pain.

Sand and rocks fly in the field to block the prying eyes of the outside world.

I faintly heard the sound of the collision of jingo, red fireworks bloomed like fireworks, and the ground continued to shake more and more violently.

Babura was shocked in his heart, and he was quite glad that he didn't go to Yang Ming to take revenge.

"Lao Tzu can't clean him up, and he can't clean you up?"

Babura took a small broken step in place, then cast a shave, and advanced at high speed to bully forward.

After Smogg and the others suffered a loss, they had long been guarding against his move.

While billowing smoke filled the surroundings, obscuring Baba's vision, four particularly thick lines of smoke silently climbed onto his arms and thighs, like four chains tightly tightening his limbs.

By the time Babura realized something was wrong, things had unfolded beyond his expectations.

Several Drake men came from the front and back, left and right, and at this time, Babura was trapped in the smoke, unable to use the sea tower stone under the sole of his shoe to cause damage to Smogg, so he could only watch the attacks of others come at the same moment.

"Pieces of iron!"

Babura's face was blue, stirring up the muscles in his body on the spot, making the muscles of his whole body as strong as steel.

Drake and Jonathan's fists, Tina's flying kicks, and Dadi Masdathan's bullets hit Babura together.

Iron is not an invincible defensive skill, and it also has an upper limit on the damage it can take.

Not to mention, Babura had just been severely injured by Yang Ming using the flame slash before, and his physical function was not at its peak, and the hardness of the iron block cast in this case was greatly out of standard, and he was immediately hit head-on in the face of several Smog people's angry shots.

"Poof!"

Babura's abdomen collapsed, arching his back high like a ripe lobster, and a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments spewed out, and his face turned pale.

The other CP9 members were not unaware of the situation in Babura, but the battlefield on Robluci's side touched their hearts even more, and they had no time to care.

"Boom!"

The two figures flew upside down from the fireworks at almost the same time.

Robluci hit the wall of the Tower of Justice, knocking several cement walls and load-bearing columns into a row, almost shaking the foundation of the Tower of Justice, the entire tower of Justice tens of meters high was crumbling, and a puff of smoke and dust billowed indoors.

"Luki!"

Seeing this, CP9 members were shocked and quickly retreated into the house to search for the whereabouts of Robluci.

Yang Mingren was in mid-air, seeing that he was about to fall towards the abyss waterfall, and immediately flipped his hand, summoned up the remaining physical strength in his body, and broke his hand to only half of the standard long knife and inserted it upside down on the rock wall.

The long knife cut and the rough wall stone rubbed violently against the sparks, emitting a piercing and incalible sound, sliding all the way down more than ten meters, leaving deep knife marks, before it could stop.

Your feet are suspended in the air, and under your feet is an abyss-like waterfall, flowing down 3,000 feet, and the rolling sound is like thunder.

Once someone falls into the waterfall, the iron will be washed to pieces by the strong current.

Yang Ming's five fingers grasped the handle of the knife, his fingers pinched white, his body hung in the air, he did not dare to slack off at all, taking this opportunity to gasp for breath, with the help of Yanzhi's breath and the linkage of the Liuku Immortal Thief, he seized the time to recover his physical strength.

At this moment, there was almost no intact place on Yang Ming's body, even the body covered by dragon scales, there were parts where the dragon scales were overturned and severely damaged, and shocking blood stains were shed.

Robluch is proficient in the six styles of the navy, and comprehends the meaning of the six styles from them, gathering the strength of the whole body into two fists, and blooming a strong blow in the form of a shock wave, the power is even ten times that of the impact shell in the empty island, and the explosive power is not under the platoon shell.

If it weren't for the fact that Long Ming could passively reduce the enemy's damage by one-third, coupled with the strength of his physique in various states, I am afraid that Yang Ming would not only be shot away, but the whole person would be buried in the battle just now.

"Captain, are you all right?"

With Smogg's concerned voice, a trail of smoke slowly fell from above and wrapped around Yang Ming's waist.

Yang Ming smiled wearily and said

, "Don't worry, you can't die yet."

His blood-stained right hand still gripped the hilt of the stubborn blade and pulled it out of the mountain wall before allowing Smog to bring him back to the ground.

During this process, Yang Ming struggled to open his blood-blurred eyes and noticed the sound that the system had prompted earlier.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines in Death, getting a chance to win a lottery, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

The raffle wheel slowly emerged, and there was only one type of prize on it, and that was the chopping knife, a variety of chopping knives.

Slashing Knife: Chopping Moon, Red Ji, Flowing Blade Like Fire, Mirror Flower Water Moon...

The smoke pulled Yang Ming back from the edge of the cliff, and when Yang Ming stood firmly on the ground with his feet again, the lottery results also happened to come out.

[Flowing Blade Like Fire]: The strongest and oldest slashing knife of the Yan system, with the strongest attack power of the Yan system slashing knife, after the swastika is solved, the flame temperature is like the core of the sun, and the slashing knife is cast based on its own soul, which has extremely high requirements for the user's soul and spiritual power.

A stream of fire wrapped around the residual blade in Yang Ming's hand, this standard long knife that had followed Yang Ming for a long time, had long been unable to keep up with Yang Ming's advance, and it had been hit hard in the battle with Robluci, and if there was no accident, it would be dead.

Yang Ming is a very nostalgic person, and if it is not necessary, he is really reluctant to abandon the weapon in his hand.

Under the tempering of flowing fire, the remnants of this blade full of cracks were reborn from the ashes.

A slashing knife that was as black as ink appeared in Yang Ming's hand, and under the norm was an ordinary looking tai knife, with a dark purple hilt, an oval scythe, and a brown scabbard.

"Old man, are you also craving to drink blood?"

Along with Yang Ming's murmur, the blade body actually responded with a trembling and humming sound, as if it really understood Yang Ming's words.

All things have spirits, even ships can give birth to their own spirits under special circumstances, not to mention this slashing knife that is reborn from the ashes?

Originated from the ordinary standard long knife, followed Yang Ming to the north and south, and now reappeared in front of the world as a slashing knife with a flowing blade, and naturally gave birth to its own spirit in response to Yang Ming's reinvention.

Yang Ming dragged the slashing knife, and the tip of the knife rubbed against the ground to create sparks.

The prismatic gems hanging from his waist made a clanging sound, and when Yang Ming's figure reappeared in front of the group of CP9 agents, it immediately made them feel like a great enemy, and their whole bodies tensed.

Behind these CP9 agents, Rob Luci was lying on top of the rubble of rubble, breathing more and breathing less, looking dying about to run out.

With Yang Ming's little physical strength left now, he simply cannot face other CP9 agents in his heyday.

Fortunately, the other party did not know Yang Ming's true situation.

Yang Ming slowly raised his head, his forehead scraped through the wound and shed terrible blood, combined with the pair of scarlet eyes that were as ruthless as demons, the double hook jade in the pupils slowly rotated clockwise, blooming with a breathtaking cold light.

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Ming's low voice fell, and all CP9 members were full of excitement, where did they dare to speak, subconsciously retreated three feet, and made way for a wide road.

This man in front of him, but he almost killed Rob Luqi!

This performance of CP9 members is not instigated, but from the heart!

Yang Ming dragged the slashing knife, step by step, and slowly stepped onto the stairs of the Tower of Justice.

All the CP9 agents looked at his back, as if they had been hit by a spell, and did not dare to make any rash moves, for fear of provoking Yang Ming's thunderous anger.

When Yang Ming entered the Tower of Justice, there was no one along the way, and all the inaugurated agents disappeared one after another, and there was no trace.

Yang Ming's eyes paid attention to the door numbers of the offices along the way, and when he reached the highest level of the Tower of Justice, he could find his goal.

CP9 Officer's Office.

Yang Ming casually raised his hand, and the chopping knife was like a hot knife cutting butter, and he easily split the locked iron gate in front of him in half.

The door slammed open, revealing an unknown side of the office.

Iron horses, whips, shackles, candles...

A scarred young woman knelt in front of Spandyne on her knees, her shredded clothes could not hide her natural beauty, and her milky fair skin was full of whip marks left after whipping.

Spandyne held a flintlock gun in his hand, aiming the muzzle at the woman, and when Yang Ming kicked in the door, he suddenly let out a maniacal laugh:

"Aren't you trying to save these slut?"

"I'm killing them all now, can you help me?"

When the words fell, Spandyne immediately pulled the trigger.

The bullet penetrated through the back of the Miaoling woman's head, and the godless corpse lay on its back, like other corpses that were also lying in a pool of blood, staring at the young man who came to him, his mouth opened slightly, as if to accuse him of this world that had long been rotten.

Spandyne whistled, sat down on the boss's chair with a big grin, and said:

"Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but in this world, it is useless to be strong, only power is the supreme justice!"

"Behind me is the Draco, even if the admiral is a general, at most he will arrest me and imprison me."

"Boy, no matter how strong you are, how can you help me?"

"Do you dare to kill me?"