Shock!The game I designed has come to reality

Chapter 91

Yang Ming didn't reply.

He first glanced at the sun, which had already set half of his body. He didn't want to waste time here. His eyes gradually became indifferent, and he looked at the people in Dongyang City and said with a smile:

"If you want to rob, just say so. Isn't it interesting to deal with these stupid things?"

After that, he raised the Weeping Blood Knife, pointed at the leading young man, and said with a hint of seriousness at the corner of his mouth: "Don't you want my equipment? Okay, come here and try it, see if you can take the life!"

"Arrogant!" The leading young man became angry in an instant. A murderous intent flashed between his brows. His aura instantly surged, and his body shot towards him like a sharp arrow.

At the same time, spiritual power surged around him, and his fists were clenched, wrapped in golden light, like two golden suns, and struck Yang Ming fiercely.

As soon as he made a move, murderous intent spread out, and his violent aura made everyone in the same camp change their colors. At the same time, the eyes looking at Yang Ming also filled with pity.

I thought to myself: Poor guy, if you skip the toast and get a fine drink, you have to make the boss angry. Maybe you can leave a whole corpse, but this time he will really be bombarded into a pulp.

Yang Ming didn't know what everyone was thinking, and even if he knew, he would naturally sneer at him. From the time he came to the game until now, the ghosts under the sword can form a platoon, and Liu Erniang can only hate Jiuquan, how can he treat this group of people? The clown takes it seriously.

Looking at the two dazzling golden iron fists coming towards him, the Weeping Blood Knife in Yang Ming's hand trembled, and the red light glowed. He moved forward without retreating: "Am I arrogant, or are you looking for death?"

"Damn it, he wants to go head-to-head with the boss. He is really brave. He leads the Qi into the fifth level of the body, and he leads the Qi into the seventh level of the body. Don't the players in Tengyun City have any concept of cultivation? "

"Oh, it turns out that he is a stupid young man who doesn't know how to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses. How can he cultivate to the level of drawing Qi into the fifth level of the body with his IQ?"

"That's it!" The female player with braided braids stood on tiptoe and shouted to the middle of the field: "Brother Zhu Long, use your iron fist to smash this stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky!"

……

in the field.

"What?" When Zhu Long saw Yang Ming taking the initiative to meet his iron light, he was also stunned. Then he was overjoyed, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Boy, you are so stupid. You only care about everything." If you want to run away, maybe there is still a way to survive, but if you dare to confront me head-on, you really don’t know how to write the word death!"

As he spoke, the golden light on his fists surged again, making it dazzling, and the speed also increased a bit.

Yang Ming's eyes were calm and his face was expressionless. Only the Weeping Blood Knife in his hand was trembling slightly, conveying excitement and hunger to him, as if he couldn't wait to suck all the blood from Zhu Long's body.

"Shh!"

The two figures intertwined and were instantly entangled.

The golden light flickered continuously, covering their bodies so that others could not tell what was inside. However, the golden light only existed for a moment. Then, a red light as red as blood broke through the golden light from inside. , all the golden light was dyed red in an instant.

The next moment, the red light suddenly surged.

"puff!"

There was a sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh, and the two bodies passed each other in an instant and stopped ten meters away.

The Weeping Blood Knife in Yang Ming's hand still exudes a strange red light, flickering like scarlet blood eyes, with liquid dripping from it.

On the other side, Zhu Long's body was frozen there. His pupils almost shrank into a small black dot, full of disbelief. His hands trembled and he wanted to touch his neck where there was a thin line of blood hanging there. However, his hand had not touched the spot yet. , the thin line on his neck gradually enlarged, getting bigger and bigger, so that finally, his entire head slipped off.Blood sprayed everywhere, and the head was like a ball. Gululu rolled around on the ground, until the body fell down with a "pop" and pressed on the head, and then it stopped moving.

Quiet.

The scene was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost. Five seconds... ten seconds... "Ah..." Suddenly the female player with braids reacted and let out a shrill scream. , which also woke up the other players.

"run!"

Someone shouted something, and everyone ran away like crazy. They had no direction or purpose, as if they were chasing the afterglow of the sunset, but in fact they just wanted to survive, and one by one they could survive.

No one is a fool. At this moment, everyone understands that today has hit a brick wall. No one thought that a seemingly ordinary player from Tengyun City would be killed in seconds with a sword. The whole Dongyang City was also famous. The Daimyo's invincible Iron Fist Shuryu.

Now they have only one idea.

Run as far as you want, anyway, the farther away from this Tengyun City player, the better. If necessary, they are even willing to walk around when they see a Tengyun City player in the future.

"Now that I know I'm running away, what about your wanton behavior just now? I still prefer your unruly behavior before..."

Yang Ming's voice was both joking and serious.

He has always been able to avoid taking action as much as possible, but once he does, he will not leave anyone alive. Therefore, looking at the frightened people in Dongyang City, he has no intention of letting it go.

Once the Divine Walk was used, his agility instantly increased to more than 200. Suddenly, there was only an afterimage left on the spot, but his figure had already appeared behind the player closest to him.

The red light of the Weeping Blood Knife swelled and it trembled. Yang Ming did not hesitate to pierce the tip of the knife into the back of the player's heart. Then, without waiting for the opponent to react, he pulled out the knife blade, and also took out the opponent's full tube of blood. They were all taken away.

He kept walking, but the wind roared every two steps, and things on both sides quickly retreated. In the blink of an eye, he was behind a Dongyang City native.

After the native reacted, his face instantly turned pale, and he shouted loudly: "Grandpa, spare your life... Grandpa, spare your life..."

"Pfft!" Yang Ming's eyes were cold and stern, and he raised his knife and chopped off the opponent's head: "There is no grandson as cowardly as you!"

The setting sun has hidden itself, the night is gradually getting cooler, the killing is still going on, and from time to time there is a breeze blowing with a fishy smell, which is disgusting.

Under the dark clouds, one or two screams could be heard from time to time, harmonizing with the screams of night owls, adding a bit of eerieness to the crescent moon hanging dangling in the sky.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wailing gradually subsided, leaving only the patter of footsteps, walking slowly and slowly, the sound coming from far away, until I was already frightened and stunned, looking at Zhu Long’s body not far away. in front of a female player with crotch braids.

"Pfft..."

Looking at the strange red sword dripping with blood, she collapsed weakly to the ground, her eyes a little distracted, but more of a despair.

"Why...how is this..."

(End of this chapter)