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Chapter 297 Killing Contest
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"I hate that you are so despicable and incompetent that your majesty, Emperor Yan, has to suffer such humiliation after his death." Jin Yingwei fell to the ground, beating the ground with his hands in grief, and shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.
The remaining soul warriors also had expressions of grief, anger and humiliation on their faces, but they were all injured by the Mingxiao tribesmen. They could only fall to the ground helplessly, watching helplessly as the Mingxiao tribesmen continued to insult Emperor Yan.
Although the Yanhuang wearing the golden armored shirt that everyone is standing in mid-air is just an illusion and not the real Yanhuang, but after all, the man wearing the golden armored shirt has exactly the same appearance as Yanhuang. appearance, and the Mingli clan tortured and killed this fake Emperor Yan, which was actually an insult to Emperor Yan
How could this not make Jin Yingwei and others extremely angry?
However, compared with the Mingxiao tribe, Jin Yingwei and others are too weak. They want to kill thieves, but they are no match for them. They can only watch with grief and anger as the image of Emperor Yan is being destroyed unscrupulously by the Mingxiao tribe. But there was nothing we could do.
"Haha, the soul warriors of Yanlong Continent are really a bunch of trash"
"With such a low strength, you still have the nerve to say that you are a descendant of Prince Yan?"
"You can't even protect your ancestors, they deserve to be slaves of our Mingli clan"
The people of the Mingli clan laughed wildly.
Ming Sha stood aside with his arms folded, watching with a sneer the other Ming Li tribe members humiliating and teasing Jin Yingwei and others.
"Haha There are less than a hundred people left here, which is not enough for us to kill. How about we hold a killing competition and send out 10 tribesmen to see who can kill the most, okay? Huh?" Ming Sha said with a smile.
"good"
"The young master is wise"
The people of the Mingsha clan immediately agreed.
In their eyes, except for the most powerful soul saints, others are just like ants, being slaughtered by others without any ability to resist.
Therefore, the killing competition only selects the weakest members of the Mingli clan, and it can be regarded as a reward for them.
"Whoever wins can kick the fake Emperor Yan's head as a ball, okay?" Ming Sha shouted.
"good"
In the valley outside Tianlong City.
"What to do? Should I take back the illusion now and watch everyone being killed by the Mingxiao tribe? However, if I don't take back the illusion, the image of Emperor Yan that I have condensed will be humiliated by the Mingxiao tribe. What should I do? That's good" Little Loli Lan Duo'er was secretly anxious, sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her face became increasingly pale.
"Duo'er, hold on for a little longer, and I'll go get Yan Yang out." Situ Yingxue stamped her feet, the ring on her right hand flashed, and the flaming Pegasus suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Xiaohong, let's go" Situ Yingxue stepped on the flaming Pegasus, shouted, and rushed into Tianlong City.
At this time, the killing competition in Tianlong City is in full swing.
?? Continuously, the soul warriors were bitten off by the Ming Li clan members, or swallowed whole.
One hundred of the lowest cultivation levels are all high-level soul masters or even soul sects. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are all powerful soul warriors who are superior and invincible. But in front of the Mingli people, they are like mice meeting cats. There was no ability to resist at all. He was beheaded and devoured in the blink of an eye. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he couldn't. . . . . .
In just a few breaths, there were only less than ten people left, including Jin Yingwei and the two extremely powerful soul emperors from the Long family.
"Haha I have already killed 12. If I kill one more, I will be the champion." A Mingli tribesman who was only a few meters tall laughed wildly and rushed towards Jin Yingwei and others.
The remaining nine Ming Li clan members also rushed forward, screaming wildly.
"Alas, our death is not a pity. It's a pity that we couldn't save the young master. I'm afraid that the Yanlong Continent will really perish and become the world of the Mingli clan" Jin Yingwei lamented, completely Desperate.
Even the two extremely powerful Soul Emperor level warriors from the Long Family looked dejected at this time. How could they still have the bearing of a supremely powerful person?
At this moment, everyone, including Xiaorou, was in despair
The Ming Li people are too powerful
"Haha, Emperor Yan's head belongs to me. I want to use this head as a chamber pot." After killing a powerful soul master again, the man was only more than ten meters tall and was considered the bottom survivor in the Mingli clan.The Mingli people shouted excitedly.
"Hahaha Well done, Ming Liu"
"This time you really stole the show"
"Hahaha"
The people of the Ming Li Clan suddenly laughed wildly.
¡°Haha, let me personally chop off Emperor Yan¡¯s head,¡± a Mingliu tribesman named Ming Liu shouted and rushed towards Emperor Yan in mid-air.
Jin Yingwei and others had pale faces. They could only watch Ming Liu waving the black sword and looking at Emperor Yan's head, but there was nothing they could do.
"Alas" Jin Yingwei lowered his head and couldn't bear to look. Tears were unknowingly rolling in the eyes of Jin Yingwei and others.
Shame, shame for everyone in the entire Yanlong Continent
"Buzz!" Just when Ming Liu's sword was about to hit Emperor Yan's head, a fierce aura suddenly enveloped a radius of hundreds of miles, and a mental wave invisible to the naked eye rushed toward Ming Liu. Squeezed.
"Ah no" Ming Liu screamed in horror. His body, which was more than ten meters tall, was squeezed and kneaded violently like dough.
With a "peng" sound, Ming Liu's ten-meter-tall body was suddenly crushed and turned into endless black smoke, which dissipated
"?"
"Who killed Ming Liu?"
"Is it true that the most powerful soul saint has arrived this time? Or is this Emperor Yanreal?"
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The people of the Mingli tribe were dumbfounded and hesitated in disbelief.
Ming Sha, the young leader of the Ming Li clan, suddenly turned ugly and looked coldly at Emperor Yan in the air.
¡°You all will die if you dare to insult my boss,¡± an angry voice suddenly sounded. A burly figure stepped forward and appeared next to Emperor Yan.
It is the ancestor of the Long family
"You were actually able to wake up from the distraction? It's impossible you did it?" Ming Sha asked with a serious look on his face.
For the sake of disappointment, it is one of the most high secrets circulated by the ancients of the Mingzhu people. It is done by the soul of one -third of the soul of the soul.
Once the heart-wrenching lure is cast, unless the caster dies, the effect of the heart-wrenching lure will never disappear, and the soul will continue to produce unreal illusions, constantly fighting against the illusions in the mind, and eventually Exhausted mentally and physically, the soul collapses and becomes the soul slave of the caster.
However, it was just a stick of incense, and the ancestor of the Long family actually woke up?
How could Ming Sha not be shocked?
Chapter 297 Killing Contest
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