Douluo Zhijie lottery system

Chapter 38 38. Let the flames purify everything! (New book for collection and recommendation ticket!)

Tang San squinted the gap, wandering with an ethereal sight.

"Third brother, don't talk, I know it all."

Seeing Tang San's increasingly sluggish aura, Yang Ming's heart throbbed, for fear that he would hang up accidentally.

Yang Ming held Tang San's hand tightly, stared at him, and said in a low voice:

"Third brother, believe me, I will definitely kill these two guys who made you look like this, and save you, for sure!"

Tang San was moved for a while, thinking of the promise between the two some time ago, choked up:

"In the wind... in the wind."

Yang Ming nodded heavily and said decisively:

"Fire in fire!"

Tang San smiled, closed his eyes with a smile, and slept peacefully.

Yang Ming was startled, he stretched out his finger and probed the tip of Tang San's nose, and found that there was still some breathing. While he was relieved, he avoided any injuries on his body, and carefully laid Tang San flat on the ground. Then he took off his coat and covered his bloody body to prevent him from catching a cold.

After doing all this, Yang Mingcai looked at Wang Zhong and Li Ren, his fists clenched tightly, with blue veins protruding on the back of the fists, and ten fingers were deeply pinched into the flesh, and a trace of blood spilled from the gaps between the fingers.

Yang Ming was a little afraid, if he had come a step late, maybe his best friend and best brother would have died.

Amidst the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, there seemed to be a haze covering him, and the quietness before the torrential rain made Yang Ming appear to be no different from normal on the surface.

His eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword. Yang Ming stared at Wang Zhong and Li Ren who didn't care, suppressing his inner emotions, and said coldly:

"You pissed me off."

"What? You still want to bite me?" Looking at Yang Ming, who was only around his waist, Li Ren laughed unabashedly: "It seems that that stinky brat is your very important friend, now he is Don't you feel angry, feel angry?"

"But what can you do with the two of us?"

"Even if I stand here and let you beat me, you can't kill me!"

"Hahaha!"

Saying that, Li Ren's fat face like Maitreya's Buddha blushed, and he smiled proudly.

Yang Ming's eyes turned cold, and with his emotions almost suppressed to the extreme, he hurried towards Li Ren.

I don't know if it was arrogance or contempt for Yang Ming, but Li Ren, as he said, didn't mean to escape at all, so he just stood there upright.

good chance!

Yang Ming roared in his heart, as if he wanted to vent all his suppressed emotions. Once he made a move, there was no room for mercy, and once he made a move, it was a big move!

Qinglian sword song!

Yang Ming stepped on his feet, and his body turned into sword energy, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal!

In Li Ren's astonished eyes, the five sword qi loomed in Qinglian, and they all concentrated in one position. The shocking sword light was reflected in Li Ren's eyes, and it slashed across his neck, wanting to behead him!

Li Ren was surprised, but there was no trace of movement on his face, he just whispered quietly:

"Stone turtle! Possession!"

The khaki light flashed across him, and Li Ren's tall and fat body once again developed horizontally, directly bursting the clothes, and the skin suddenly formed a palm-sized stone scale armor, and the back was even covered. A layer of solid stone tortoise shell, the whole person is like a human-shaped tortoise.

Yang Ming's inevitable blow landed on Li Ren's relatively weak neck, and there was a crisp sound of "ding ding ding dong".

The sword qi gathered up and returned to the figure.

Yang Ming fell behind Li Ren, and his heart sank when he saw Li Ren who turned his head but was intact.

"Stupid brat." Li Ren raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "My Martial Soul Stone Turtle is a Martial Soul with outstanding defense. Your attack can't break my defense!"

Yang Ming's eyes moved, now is not the time to use Qinglian's Earth Heart Fire Martial Spirit.

Every time this martial spirit is used, the spirit power in Yang Ming's body will be drained. Even if he kills one Li Ren, don't forget that there is another Wang Zhong who is staring at him.

Only one chance!

Yang Ming did not dare to gamble.

Seeing that there was no way to take Li Ren in a short time, Yang Ming immediately turned around and ran towards Wang Zhong, who seemed to be easier to kill.

Wang Zhong had seen the strangely shaped sword in Yang Ming's hand. With his fragile body, once he got close to the mysterious sword, he would probably break his arms and legs immediately.

Wang Zhong's face changed rapidly, his hands were covered with green light, reflecting his sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks like a ghost, and then he pressed his palms to the ground.

"Thorns! Entwined!"

With Yang Ming as the center, within a radius of 200 meters, bumps of soil were raised one by one, followed by thorns like snakes and pythons, entwining towards Yang Ming from all directions as if they were alive.

At the same time, when Li Ren saw Yang Ming abandon himself and leave, he roared and took heavy steps. Every time he took a step, there would be heavy footsteps on the ground, as if an elephant was running, and the ground shook and the leaves undulated.

Yang Ming was independent with the sword, and his eyebrows were cold to the thorns that came from all around him, and he used the sword immortal Li Bai's Qinglian sword art. Even if Yang Ming only learned the first layer of Qinglian, it was enough to deal with the current situation.

Every time Yang Ming swings his sword, there is a green lotus sword light. With the sharpness of the mysterious sword, these thorns that are as strong as iron are almost dissipated at a touch.

Yang Ming was dressed in white, his brows were stern, and he hurried forward with a sword, accompanied by bursts of green lotus flickering, thorns seemed to be pouring down like rain, setting him off like a swordsman in the forest.

"Li Ren, save me!"

Wang Zhong shuddered with fright. His family knew about his family affairs. His thorns martial spirit was not as ordinary as it seemed on the surface, and had the characteristics of sturdiness and toxicity.

But the little boy in front of him has simply subverted his past three views. How could his martial spirit be so strong?

Also, he obviously hasn't obtained the spirit ring yet, so where did he get such a powerful spirit ability?

Wang Zhong repeated the old trick, a thorn wrapped around his waist, far away from Yang Ming's route, took a half circle, and converged in the direction of Li Ren.

As long as there is a big meat shield like Li Ren in front of him, Wang Zhong is confident that he can definitely kill this little devil Yang Ming!

close!

Closer!

Seeing Li Ren getting closer and closer to him, Wang Zhong had a happy expression on his face, but he didn't notice that his partner's pupils suddenly shrank and his mouth opened wide, trying to remind him of his words.

What Yang Ming is waiting for is the chance for the two of them to meet!

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to be vented like a flood that opened the gate, and turned into a tornado of flames with the surging fire of the Qinglian Earth. flame path.

Feeling the hot wind coming from behind him, his back was so hot that sweat broke out all over his back. Wang Zhong turned his head abruptly, and the frenzied cyan flame continued to enlarge in his field of vision.

At the same time, Yang Ming's roaring voice sounded:

"Let the flames purify everything!!!"

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(End of this chapter)