108, cold-blooded and murder

After Ming finished saying this, the man raised his head and looked at Ming coldly and said, "You are enough for me to report my name. My name is Aobo. Remember this name for me, because this is the name of the person who is going to kill you!" Ming laughed and said, "You are the one who should remember my name. Listen, my name is Ming. It's me who killed you!"

After saying that, he said indifferently, "Come on!" After saying that, the black long gun suddenly appeared. I can clearly feel that the black gun is condensed from strong dark elements, and I don't intend to control the gun with spiritual power at all. Instead, he made a throwing action with his right hand, and suddenly the long gun rushed in a straight line over Obo. A burst of sound echoed, and the black long gun had just been thrown out. Ming had another black long gun in his hand, and a black long gun was thrown out continuously.

In a moment, pits of different sizes appeared on the whole round table. Bursts of explosions sounded, but Aobo quickly dodged the attack of the underworld. Nevertheless, Obo also looked very embarrassed. Aobo raised his right hand abruptly, and then slowly lowered his right hand. At this time, the right hand was 90 degrees away from the ground, and the black long gun had rushed over, followed by a black long gun.

But when the black gun was about to touch Obo's body, a huge red whirlpool suddenly became like his right hand. It appears 90 degrees to the ground, and the whirlpool is getting bigger and bigger. The surrounding temperature is also getting higher and higher, and there is no doubt. This red whirlpool is condensed from flames, when the black spear enters the red whirlpool. In an instant, it turned into ashes, and then the attack stopped. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and said, "It's a little interesting!"

And with a casual wave of Aobo's right hand, the red whirlpool suddenly disappeared. But Aobo's eyes turned red, and then a drop of blood fell from Aobo's eyes to the ground. At this time, Aobo laughed like a madman, and his snow-like robe was instantly stained with blood. A pair of huge red wings suddenly appeared behind Aobo, and the back of the robe had been completely broken. You can also see the meat and buds behind Aobo wriggling, and the color of the meat and buds is fiery red.

At the same time, the wings behind Obo were flapping crazily, and a hot wind suddenly blew. When the hot wind blew, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out. The body is like being burned by fire, hot and full of the whole body. With the spitting out of blood, he did not feel any pain in his body. The murderous intention in his heart kept rising, while the examiner who watched the battle muttered in his heart, "Two crazy people, two complete mad people."

Ming said indifferently at this time, "Yan Jian!" After saying that, countless flame swords floated in the air around Ming's body. Immediately, countless flame swords gathered little by little. Formed a huge flame sword, and Ming raised his right hand high at this time. The huge flame sword appeared in Ming's hand with spiritual power. At this time, Ming sneered and said, "You are not good at manipulating flames, so I will defeat you with my flame!"

At this time, Aobo had closed his eyes, but despite this, the blood kept flowing. At this time, Aobo was like a blood man, but with the wave of Aobo's wings. Flaming arrows hit the underworld, and the underworld was not afraid at all. With a huge flame sword in his hand, he waved it from top to bottom. Mixed with ruthless flames hit these countless arrows, and the flames collided with flames. But the result was obvious, and the flame arrow was destroyed almost in an instant.

The moment the arrow was destroyed, countless snake-like flame creatures attacked the underworld again because of the wave of Aobo's wings. Ming looked at the countless flame creatures indifferently, and the flame creatures were directly cut off by the waist. Relentlessly waved the flame sword in his hand, and the murderous intention could no longer be controlled. Ming now acts completely according to his own instinct and attacks with the murderous instinct in his heart. Then, different flame creatures attacked the underworld.

But there is no doubt that they are all destroyed by the flame sword in Ming's hand. At this time, the Ming is like a god of killing. If God blocks me, I will kill God! The trembling momentum emanates unreservedly from the underworld, not only if you carefully feel the flame sword. Unexpectedly, he found that there was a murderous intention hidden in the flame sword. This murderous intention squirms little by little in this flame sword, which seems to be rare, but it gathers little by little, in fact, there are many.

At this time, Ming smiled cruelly at the corners of his mouth and said coldly, "I told you not to be too strong and obediently drop the magma for me. It's difficult for me to do this. In this case, let you fall into the magma with pain. But Aobo gasped and said coldly, "How can you be so strong? No, absolutely impossible!" At this time, Ming had already thrown the flame sword in his hand on the ground, and the moment the sword touched the ground.

The explosion sounded, and a huge pit appeared behind the underworld. But Ming didn't care at all, but said indifferently, "Yan Lock!" Suddenly, a chain tightly tied Aobo's body. And I don't know when there was a blood-red dagger in Ming's hand, and at this time, the corners of Ming's mouth showed a sneer. At this time, when she saw the scene of Ming, she muttered, "Has the murderous intention in her heart reached such a level? If you don't control it, it will become an emotionless killing machine. What can you do?

Even Dith couldn't think of any way, and Dith immediately sighed, "Maybe after becoming a royal demon, she can control this murderous intention. Once they become royal demons, the bad guys will be the most terrible royal demons. It will reach a height beyond the reach of the devil, and then it may be controlled. I hope not to be controlled by this murderous intention until the day I become the demon of the royal family. Although Ming's body is full of endless murderous intentions, he can still control it.

At this time, he ruthlessly waved the dagger in his hand. At this time, all the onlookers or examiners looked at this scene in disbelief. The examiner couldn't help muttering, "It's too cruel. This boy is not 18 years old at all." However, Ming's dagger at this time has been fiercely destroyed towards Aobo's wings, and Ming only waved the dagger in his hand twice. Aobo's wings suddenly fell to the ground, and blood couldn't help spraying from behind Aobo.

But Aobo couldn't help the heartbreaking pain of his body and roared loudly. It seems that this is the only way to relieve the pain of the wings being cut off, but Ming said with a sneer: "In the end, it's not a waste. It's a waste of my time." After saying that, Ming's right foot kicked Aobo's wings fiercely. The red wings were kicked directly into the magma outside the round table, and at this time, Ming's dagger patted Aobo in the face.

Immediately, Ming looked up at the examiner and said, "Examer, you can kill people, right?" The examiner didn't understand the meaning of Ming's sentence for a moment, and subconsciously nodded and said, "Yes!" Ming sneered and said, "That's good. It seems that you won't die if you are thrown directly into the magma, right?" After saying that, he looked at the examiner with deep meaning in his eyes. The examiner seemed to think of something and swallowed and said, "What are you going to do?"

Ming smiled and said, "Killing is naturally killing. If I throw him into the magma, it is not against my original intention that he did not die. I have said that I would kill him. How can I disobey what I said? Do you think so, examiner, and Obo?" At this time, Aobo's body kept trembling, as if he really realized the danger between life and death. Indeed, if Ming throws Aobo directly into the magma, Aobo will not die, and the reason is naturally because of Aobo's eyes.

At this time, even Aobo couldn't help asking, "What on earth are you going to do?" We have no hatred, right? Let me go, please." Ming played with the dagger in his hand, and then the dagger waved casually on Aobo's face a few times. The originally beautiful face was directly covered with wounds. Aobo's original beautiful face was directly disfigured. Ming said lightly, "Didn't you say you wanted my life? How can this be regarded as no hatred?"

After saying that, Ming grabbed the dagger with his right hand and stretched out to Aobo's eyes little by little. Aobo shouted in fear, "What are you going to do, no, no!" Ming laughed and said, "What can be done is, of course, to dig out your eyes. I guess if you dig out your eyes and you are thrown into the magma, you will really die. Aobo shouted resently, "Why are you so cold-blooded? Stop, stop!" Ming just shook his head and said, "Isn't the world where you killed me or I killed you? What's so scary about this? After falling on the magma, there will be a moment of pain, and then you will be relieved. Are you right, Obo?

After saying that, Ming smiled and stabbed the dagger into Aobo's eyes little by little. Aobo couldn't stop screaming, screaming like killing pigs, and suddenly an eyeball was directly dug out by Ming. The eyes fell directly on the ground, and a few candidates had closed their eyes. Others seemed to see this scene for the first time and spit it out one by one. But Ming frowned and said, "It's so noisy! It's so noisy!" After saying that, Ming opened Aobo's mouth with his left hand.

Cut off Aobo's tongue without hesitation, and blood couldn't stop flowing out of Aobo's mouth. Ming's robe was also stained with a lot of blood. At this time, the examiner couldn't help saying, "Can you solve him quickly? Is it okay to give him a pain?" Ming looked at the examiner indifferently and said, "Don't bother me! Or I'll kill you together!" At this time, Ming seemed to have changed into a person, and his murderous intention had completely become instinctive. Ming seems to be enjoying the pleasure brought by the killing.

The examiner said coldly, "How dare you!" Ming looked at the examiner indifferently and said, "Would you like to have a try? I promise you will die worse than this guy!" After saying that, Ming actually licked his tongue. The examiner was so stared that he dared not say anything. The examiner couldn't help saying to himself, "This guy is a madman. I don't care about the madman!"