Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

Luo Qingxin was already furious at this time, a powerful aura rose from her body, the temperature around her suddenly dropped, and with her feet as the center, there were countless small pieces of ice spreading on the ground.

"Let her go."

Lu Ziming smiled disdainfully: "It's really overestimating my own strength. Before showing kindness, you should weigh your own strength. It's just a mere fourth-level. Even if you rush forward, you won't be able to hurt me even a single hair."

Moreover, I advise you not to do it, spirituality is used to make money, and it is a very stupid thing to fight with others in the burial ground.

Winning loses spirituality, and losing also loses spirituality.

Otherwise, you think that with my strength, why don't you just do it directly?

Just because I don't want to waste so much spirituality that I can't make money.

In addition, there is an unwritten rule in the burial place, that is, killing people at will is not allowed, because the common goal of everyone is to leave the burial place, and one more person will increase the efficiency of making money. "

"I said, let her go!" Luo Qing said coldly.

Lu Ziming shook his head: "After so many years, it's still the same as before, it hasn't changed at all.

Just because you want to die, doesn't mean your teammates want to too.

Maybe you naively think that you can beat me, but have you ever thought about a question, even if you really win, how much spirituality do you have left?

How many people will die or even be seriously injured, which will cause you to be unable to make money for a period of time in the future, and if you can't make money, you can only survive by selling your spirituality every day.

When you recover from your injuries, how much spirituality will you have left?Once you fall to the third level, even the gray fog can't stop you, how can you survive?

Qingxin, brother, today I will teach you another truth for free, that is, to recognize the reality, and don’t act out of your temper as soon as your brain gets hot, otherwise you will kill everyone.

Now, think about it, one side is your teammates who live and die together, and the other side is a poor woman who has never masked, how would you choose? "

Everyone's faces turned ugly, even Luo Qingxin.

Because what Lu Ziming said was the truth.

Even if they can win, everyone will be seriously injured, seriously injured in the burial place, so they can only sell their spirituality and go to the inn to recuperate.

One percent spirituality a day, if the injury is not healed within 20 days, it will fall to the third level.

After falling to the third level, let alone go out to kill tricks, you can't even walk out of the inn door, you can only wait to die in the inn.

At this time, everyone also understood why Lu Ziming, who was the fifth rank, did not choose to do it directly, but lied to others.

Because even if he can kill everyone, he will definitely consume a lot of spirituality, and even break the unspoken rules by killing everyone, offending other people in Baishi Town, the gain outweighs the gain.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

After a moment of stalemate, Luo Qingxin's murderous intent dissipated, the cold around her also slowly disappeared, and the temperature gradually rose.

"Lu Ziming, I will not give up. If I can't do it today, then tomorrow, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Captain, this is the last time I will call you Captain, and from now on, we will never have any kindness." Li Xiaoru said, and even cut his own robe with a knife.

Although Xiong Tianguang didn't speak, there was a rare uncontrollable anger in the eyes of this otaku.

This anger was much stronger than when he was cheated while playing games.

"Brother Xiu, let's go." Li Xiaoru said in a deep voice.

They were already disgusted by Lu Ziming, even if they died, they would never live in the woodshed and provide him with a penny.

Fang Xiu did not speak, but calmly watched Yang Ming who had been silent.

There is something wrong with Yang Ming's state at this time. He seems to be standing between the sky and the earth, and he seems to be completely integrated into the sky and the earth as if he doesn't exist.

He didn't move, but stood in place like a log, his expression was calm, even to the point of being expressionless.

But the more calm his expression was, the more he felt an extremely suppressed undercurrent.

"Yang...Yang Ming?" Li Xiaoru seemed to sense that something was wrong with Yang Ming's state, so he called out tentatively.

But Yang Ming seemed to have never heard of it, and still stared straight at Lu Ziming, and there seemed to be something surging in his eyes.

Lu Ziming's face was full of jokes: "Now you are cursing me and hating me, but sooner or later you will become me, and this day will not be too late."

Suddenly, Yang Ming spoke. He stared at Lu Ziming with an indifferent tone that made everyone unfamiliar, as if he had changed into a different person.

"Brother Hugh, can I kill him?"

An indifferent voice echoed in the field.

Lu Ziming was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "You? Kill me? Do you want to hear what I have to say?

It's just a fourth-order early stage, do you want to laugh me to death, and then inherit my Mingbi? "

Facing the ridicule, Yang Ming's face did not change at all. He was waiting, waiting for Fang Xiu's answer.

Fang Xiu smiled.

A smug smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

He knew very well why Yang Ming asked for his opinion.

What Yang Ming considered was not whether he could win the fight, but whether it would affect everyone after the fight.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't think about his own life or death, but he was afraid of hurting everyone.

So Yang Ming was waiting for Fang Xiu's answer.

That is whether there will be some irreversible impacts in the future.

Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded in the field.

"Well, let's kill it."

The same calmness, the same calmness, and the same lack of attention to a fifth-level imperial spirit master.

Lu Ziming couldn't stop laughing. He felt that this world was ridiculous. When did a third-level ant and a fourth-level weak dare to discuss the life and death of a fifth-level strong?

can i kill him

Well, yes.

It's really hilarious.

It's just that what Lu Ziming didn't notice was that after Fang Xiu finished saying yes, Yang Ming's eyes changed, becoming murderous and extremely cold.

Luo Qingxin and others who were about to leave also stopped and looked at Lu Ziming slowly.

"Hahaha...you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth..."

Lu Ziming's wild laughter stopped abruptly.

"The field expands. Heaven and earth leverage!"

It was as if a golden light rose from the surrounding world, which was incomparably bright, converging on Yang Ming's body.

At this time, Yang Ming was like a god descending from the earth, his whole body turned into a golden thunderbolt, rushing straight towards Lu Ziming.

Clang!

There was a violent metallic clanging sound.

Lu Ziming raised his sword with a ferocious expression on his face, and parried Yang Ming's knife.

The bright light of the soul corresponds to the golden light.

"I'm really curious, how ignorant is it that you have the courage to attack me?"

"Does it take courage to kill you?" Yang Ming's cold voice sounded.

At this moment, several voices burst out again in the field, spreading along with violent spiritual fluctuations.

"The domain expands. The frozen zero domain!"

"The field expands. Infinite disputes!"

"Field unfolds. Summoner... Canyon!"

"I'm a strengthening-type spiritual master, I'm a strengthening-type spiritual master, everyone... strengthen!"

The violent power of the domain swept across the audience, almost tearing the world apart.

Lu Ziming's expression turned ugly.

"You lunatics! It's going to be dark soon, you can't even get [-] Ming coins, and you still want to kill me?

Don't die! ?

Don't you know that if you spend too much spiritually, you will all die! "

"It's just killing people, what are you thinking about so much?" Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded, and the next second, he clasped his hands together, his whole body surging spiritually.

"Manifestation of Pain—Corpse Lake!"