Chapter 104 Massacre of Ten Thousand People Gathering Souls 2

The evil wind in the competition suddenly received dozens of union management call requests. Suddenly, I didn't feel well and quickly connected one person.

"Big boss, boss, it's not good! That Yuming is like crazy. He has killed more than a thousand people in our territory, and he is still killing..."

Before he finished speaking, the trembling voice of the panicked steward was interrupted. Hearing half of the evil wind, he was shocked and quickly connected to another steward's call request.

The evil wind said angrily, "I said! What the hell is going on!?"

"Big boss, that Yuming has come to our territory. He has killed more than 1,000 of us, and we can't stop him at all! Boss, what should I do!?

"What??!!!" On the last day of the points match, when the first game was about to win, I suddenly heard the news, and the evil wind was a little stunned.

However, the stewor's hurried and panicked voice sounded again: " boss! What should I do!? The brothers can't stop him at all. It seems that his physical strength can't be exhausted. We have killed more than a thousand brothers! Do you want to continue to use the number of people?"

The evil wind forcibly recovered from the shock and shouted, "Don't retreat! What the hew! Give him enough face, how dare he take the initiative to kill our people!! Call all the online union members! It's just using tens of thousands of lives! I'm going to kill him today!"

"Clear, clear, understand! Boss, I'm going to continue to call people!"

The members around Xie Feng also saw the sudden change in Xie Feng's face. They checked the situation in the union one after another. Looking at the chat records, they were all stunned.

The commander of the medium-sized union opposite him, took a look and was happy. He quickly took the opportunity to kill him and pulled the evil wind back into the game.

The angry evil wind was extremely righteous at this time. Seeing that the other party dared to do so, he roared and took action.

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In the white bone wilderness, in a desert, tens of thousands of people surrounded Yuming, and countless magic attacks and arrows shot at Yuming's position one after another.

But they only shot on the remnant shadow, and they couldn't lock Yu Ming's figure at all, let alone resist Yu Ming's hands, the two cold black daggers that exuded a frightening atmosphere.

Blood has completely dyed this desert into a fishy red. Even the warrior who has been baptized several times on the battlefield can't help vomiting when he sees Yu Ming's feet, behind and around him. He may have fainted because of his psychological tolerance.

Fortunately, the players of this evil wind union have reached the lowest 15% of the blood level, and only some minced meat and blood can be seen.

Yuming's vision gradually became more and more bright red, as if it was dyed red by blood. Only the constant calmness still controls his body.

The power of the blue soul emanated from the two swords, bursts of chills, the players who invaded the surrounding evil wind union, couldn't help trembling. Just a little closer to Yuming, the fear deepened.

Blood dyed Yu Ming's clothes bright red, pale face, deep blue eyes, and the remaining red and warm blood on the corners of his mouth made Yu Ming look very evil.

If it weren't for the pieces of corpses and meat piled up under his feet, and the hot visceral limbs still flowing with blood, it would have attracted a group of Sichun girls to scream brainlessly. Well, in fact, the probability of screaming at his feet would be higher.

"Kill him! Paralyzed and destroyed him!"

"Don't be afraid! He is running out of physical strength! At that time, he will be in a weak state! It's his turn to level zero!"

"Just kill him! There are rewards for those who are killed in the battle!

At all kinds of captain level, when they hear the instructions of the steward, they are forcibly and loudly cheering for everyone. The effect is very good. When they hear that there are rewards and encouragement when they are killed in battle, the players behind are very excited and want to squeeze forward.

The people who were close to Yuming were shocked and frightened. It was difficult to lock Yuming's body. Now with panic, they can only release their skills desperately in the general direction of Yuming.

Although there are many ants, how can they bully the tiger? In vain, they only add a ghost.

The Gu Li in the sky has been a little tired for a long time. Haven't you finished killing it yet? There should be 10,000 people. Looking at the ground, Yuming has killed 1,000 meters from the previous place.

This kilometer is full of dead bodies. Haven't you killed enough? Alas, these stupid human beings dare to fight against the great master. They are simply looking for their own death. Gu Li looked at Yu Ming's figure in awe and said secretly in his heart, continuing to play soy sauce in the air.

The double sword in charge of harvesting life in the hand, or split, or cut, piercing into the chest of the irresistible player. The power of the blue soul on the blade of the sword then detonates, detonating the whole body into pieces.

1477! 1478! Killing in the hand, counting in the heart, the elegant and fast body, gorgeous, shocking killing rhythm, like a song of the harvest of the dead played by death.

Kill more and more, kill more and faster.

Soon, this wild song, accompanied by blood, corpses, limbs, life and souls, slowly entered the ** part.

After increasing the upper limit of the capacity of the soul power, with the increasing number of kills, the speed of rain is getting faster and faster, and the physical strength has been used up.

A group of members of the evil wind are not afraid of death. They are determined to consume Yuming's physical strength and kill Yuming with human life. No one retreats, although no one can be Yuming's blow.

When they think that the first person who can kill the strongest assassin in the game, the members of the evil wind union, like the name of the union, the fanatical and excited evil color, flashed in the eyes of everyone.

This scene is a group of crazy ants, trying to tear a wound with their teeth on the growing lion, but they didn't find that the lion looked relaxed and used the ants as a snack for afternoon tea to supplement their physical strength.

I don't know how long it took...

In Yu Ming's vision, I don't know how many fanatical expressions in strange faces have been seen, and I don't know how many people's heads have been cut off with the swords in his hand.

It can only be seen that there is no sign of retreating from the crowds surrounding themselves. They still don't know whether they are alive or dead, rushing towards themselves one after another.

Until I heard the sound of the mechanization of the system.

"World Announcement! Player Yu Ming killed 5,000 people alone in the White Bone Wilderness! Get the title of unstoppable! Rewang+5000! Because it is killing the natural disaster players of the evil camp, + 5,000 justice points!"

Three times in a row, the members of the evil wind union, who are still excited, are shocked.

5,000 people. He has killed 5,000 people, which consumes 5 points of his physical strength with one knife. He should also enter a state of weakness or even paralysis due to excessive physical exhaustion.

But Yuming is still in front of everyone, lively, as I just saw before, with a calm and cold expression, mechanical killing, and no emotional fluctuation at all.

Even when the system announcement appeared, he didn't even move his eyebrows.

For a while, tens of thousands of people who were just excited and were boiling became quiet in an instant, but it was not quiet for a long time, because the rain still did not stop killing.

"Don't stop! I must kill him today! Even if it takes tens of thousands of lives, he will be piled up here to die!"

The management of the evil wind has gone crazy. The boss has given the order to die and must kill Yuming today, but the boss is not wrong. Maybe today, it will really take tens of thousands of lives to kill him.

Looking at the rain still killing in the crowd, a mage in the distance was shocked to think.

At this time, Yu Ming's attributes have increased by 5,000+ because of the power of the soul! It has never been so refreshing. The extremely powerful power is full of every inch of flesh and blood of my body.

In those years, when I was in the 9th level, I didn't have this feeling now. The real power, unparalleled power, and in front of me, there is a source of power, which is constantly rushing towards me.

I probably understand why that guy Nevin Moore became like that.

The rain has been completely stained with blood. At this time, it seems that I have just taken a bath from the blood. Some minced meat is still sticking to the armor of Yuming's body. The smell of blood permeates the air, and the disgusting breath opens the degree of blood to 100% rain. It completely ignores these things and is still calm. A sword, a sword, killing.

It's just that in my heart, I've been restless. I have stored too much strength in my body. I want to release and vent. Even if I'm venting with killing now, there are already some that can't satisfy Yu Ming's heart at all.

Forced to endure, but extremely longing.

In the end, the rain roared wildly and screamed through the earth. Birds and beasts thousands of meters away were also shocked, panicked and dispersed because of the roar of the rain.

Yuming suddenly roared, and everyone around him was stunned. The super decibels felt that his eardrums were about to be cracked by the sound. At the first time, they covered their ears.

After the roar, Yu Ming looked at the crowded crowd around him indifferently, held the two swords, slowly raised his hands, and closed the two swords to the front. The rain sound, which had already accumulated strength, suddenly splits forward!!

A strong wind came out with the sword, mixed with a soul power that could tear everything up. The head-invisible crowd in front of him suddenly hit by!

The crowd, who had just not yet reacted, was instantly blown through the body by the faint blue wind. Yu Ming's two swords made a strike. He did not hit anyone, but only raised a faint blue wind. A fat man next to him laughed when he saw this scene.

Before he finished laughing, a distance of nearly a thousand kilometers ahead, more than 2,000 people, all who had been attacked by the strong wind, instantly turned into ashes and instantly dissipated in the field of vision of Yuming.

A mage who just passed by the wind looked at the air beside him, and a rain of blood slowly fell from the air and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The power of a sword is so horrible.

Seeing the still indifferent rain, the people around him began to slowly retreat.

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