My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 1133

"Everyone, before Luffy goes online, as the first test bosses, how can we fall behind? Follow Brother Mian and charge! No matter what version, we are the strongest in the first test!!!" The first test boss group rushed up with a roar!

"Ah? Are we going to fight? I am Niu Niu and I don't know anything. Now I am ready to charge with Brother Ming and everyone! But I am a little scared. Can any brother give Niu Niu some courage?" The fourth test female player, the earth-shaking god Niu Niu, said shyly while broadcasting live.

"Charge! Finally, we can fight! I have been waiting for a long time!" The female player Blind Justice from the ancient war tiger tribe also rushed up with a spear.

Almost at the same time, a large number of female players, stepping on the roaring footsteps of the earth, holding light milk tea, carrying Shenmu satchels, wearing ice and fire special effects long skirts, also started to charge.

Although most of the female players still don't know what's going on, since everyone is rushing, just follow them and it's over!

"What?" Hearing the roar, Changsheng Wuji turned his head and was stunned.

Changsheng Wuji originally thought that he had paid a huge price of losing one-third of the legion and defeated these hateful monkeys and dead rabbits, and finally won.

But he never expected that this group of inexplicable guys who had been fighting internally before would actually come to kill!

"You are looking for death! No matter how many enemies come, as long as there is this Changsheng formation! I, Changsheng Wuji and my legion, will never be defeated!" Changsheng Wuji was full of absolute confidence and shouted loudly!

No matter who comes, he will never lose!

He will block this plane rift tightly and will never give the Sixth Calamity a chance to escape!

Never!

Until

He Yiming's figure appeared in front of Changsheng Wuji.

"Who are you?" Changsheng Wuji was shocked!

For some reason...

The young man in front of him actually gave Changsheng Wuji an indescribable sense of oppression!

For the first time, Changsheng Wuji hadn't made a move yet, but he already felt an uneasy feeling that couldn't be shaken off.

"The leader of the Yanhuang Sect, He Yiming!" He Yiming said lightly.

"The top of the seventh-level divine body? Hehehe!" Changsheng Wuji turned his eyes and found that although He Yiming was extremely weird, he also had the Qing Emperor's immortal body. But it was only at the seventh level, and he would definitely not be able to beat him!

Because too many nonsense things happened before, even if He Yiming in front of him had the Qing Emperor's immortal body, Changsheng Wuji didn't feel strange at all. Changsheng Wuji was holding on to one thought.

No matter who comes, I will guard this plane crack to the death and never give the Sixth Calamity a chance to escape!

"Eternal Life Formation!!!" Changsheng Wuji roared, and the Longevity Formation exploded and started to operate at full power!

"Boom!" Suddenly, Changsheng Wuji's aura increased rapidly, almost approaching the ninth level!

How terrifying it is to be in the ninth level of the Qing Emperor's immortal body!

How powerful is Changsheng Wuji, who has the pure blood of the Immortal Emperor!

Being in the immortal formation, immortal, and blessed by the immortality of the human race, how amazing it is!

At this moment, Changsheng Wuji is full of absolute confidence in his own strength!

"Here, I, Changsheng Wuji, am invincible!!!" Changsheng Wuji roared with absolute confidence!

Seeing He Yiming against Changsheng Wuji, all the players and fans were stunned!

"Fuck! Brother Ming actually opened the way for Brother Mian?"

"Cheating, cheating, Brother Mian cheated and modified the data, letting Brother Ming open the way for him! Fuck..."

"Look, Brother Ming is going to fight against Changsheng Wuji!"

"Fuck, this Changsheng Wuji is simply invincible! Can Brother Ming win?"

"Before, Brother Yefeng and his team were defeated in the three-on-one match. This Changsheng Wuji claims to have the blood of the Changsheng Immortal Emperor and is standing in the Changsheng formation. This is simply a plug-in amplifier on Bilibili. How can he win?

"It's over, I think Brother Ming is going to lose!"

Many players saw this scene and couldn't help but talk about it. Some players even felt that Brother Ming might be in trouble!

After all, this Changsheng Wuji is simply too strong!

But at this moment, He Yiming spoke.

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"Did you see this cool and handsome hand? "As He Yiming opened his mouth.

Changsheng Wuji was completely dumbfounded.

For some reason, Changsheng Wuji actually lowered his head and instantly focused all his attention on He Yiming's feet.

Then...

"Bang!" He Yiming raised his hand and punched Changsheng Wuji in the face!

"Puha!!!" The power of this punch was so terrifying that Changsheng Wuji almost fainted!

Changsheng Wuji's face was directly hit with a fist-shaped dent, his teeth were broken, his facial bones were cracked, and his whole brain was confused.

The power of this punch was simply terrifying!

Not only did it hurt Changsheng Wuji, it even caused Changsheng Wuji irreversible serious injuries!

"Puha!!!" But Changsheng Wuji retreated hundreds of meters, but the most shocking thing was not this.

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"You... why don't you kick?" Changsheng Wuji couldn't help but ask loudly.

"The master said to look at the hands, why do you want to look at the feet? Are you a happy person?" He Yiming said word by word, very calmly.

"Pu!" Changsheng Wuji vomited blood in an instant, and suffered a second severe injury.

Seeing this scene, all the players and water friends vomited blood!

"Fuck!"

"What the hell? This is not the Ming brother I know!"

"Did you see this cool and handsome hand? At this moment, my Ming brother's soul COS Mian brother!"

"What do you know? This is called Ming brother in me, Mian brother in me, you in me, I in you, don't ask why! Love!"

"Do you think Ming brother and Mian brother have swapped bodies?"

"Fuck, it's possible! My Ming brother has always been a serious person, but today he is not right!"

"Madam, just tell me who is normal now?"

"I am a normal person, okay? Ah, you, please help me get some soap and throw it directly into my bathtub, thank you! Hey, my 888 Tianqi bathtub was robbed by Mian brother, oh, this makeshift bathtub is too small, I can't turn my body in my Xiong Da suit, it's uncomfortable!"

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At this moment, all the players couldn't help but talk about it. Everyone felt that Brother Ming was abnormal today, absolutely abnormal!

However, the next moment, a more shocking scene happened! Three.

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"Damn guy!!!" Changsheng Wuji roared and was about to go all out.

"Did you see this cool and handsome foot?" He Yiming slowly raised his left foot.

"!" Changsheng Wuji was startled, so he quickly focused his mind and stared at He Yiming's left foot.

"Bang!" The next moment, He Yiming punched back again and hit Changsheng Wuji's face again!

"Fuck!"

Players and fans were furious when they saw this scene!

Oh my god!

My Brother Ming is not right today!

How come he is as shameless as Brother Mian!

But...

This kind of Brother Ming is also so handsome!

"You... you are a liar!!!" Changsheng Wuji spit out blood and couldn't help but roar!

At this time, Changsheng Wuji was miserable, half of his face was almost broken, and the recovery ability of the Qing Emperor's immortal body could not be healed in a short time.

The three punches before beef noodles seemed miserable, but in fact, they didn't hurt Changsheng Wuji at all!

But He Yiming's two punches made Changsheng Wuji almost doubt his life!

Changsheng Wuji even felt that his divine body was damaged and had a tendency to collapse!

Who is this He Yiming in front of him?

Why is his punch so powerful?

Isn't he only a seventh-level divine body?

Why did he, who is half a step away from the ninth-level divine body, almost fail to withstand it with just two punches!

"This is called war is not too shabby! Now it's a life-and-death battle, don't you understand this? You are really a happy!" He Yiming spoke again leisurely, in the calmest tone, but said the most sarcastic words.

"Puha!!!" Changsheng Wuji vomited blood again and was hurt four times.

Changsheng Wuji was completely enraged!

"You know nothing about the power of the Changsheng clan!!!"

"Feel the power of the blood of the Changsheng Immortal Emperor!!!"

Changsheng Wuji burst out with his strongest power without saying a word!

Because Changsheng Wuji felt that he might not be able to withstand the third punch!

If he was hit again, his whole head might be blown up!

"Boom!" With Changsheng Wuji's roar, the Qing Emperor Changsheng body, which was almost half a step to the ninth level, burst out with all his strength, and Changsheng Wuji's whole body turned into a crystal posture like emerald!

And Changsheng Wuji's breath was even pushed to the extreme!

Behind Changsheng Wuji, a young man's phantom appeared faintly!

The phantom of the will of the Changsheng Immortal Emperor.

"I am Changsheng Wuji!"

"This blow is not only the strongest power of the only divine body in the world, the strongest Qingdi Changsheng body!

"It also contains the blood power and will of the invincible Changsheng Xiandi!

"No matter who you are!"

"You can't stop this blow!!!"

Changsheng Wuji roared, and the moment he raised his hand, the world changed, and the power of heaven and earth gathered like a tide, condensing on Changsheng Wuji's right fist! At this moment, Changsheng Wuji's punch almost burst out with all the power comparable to the Qingdi Changsheng body's attainments reaching the level of Hedao!

What's more terrifying is that this punch also contains the blood pressure and will blessing of Changsheng Xiandi!

When Changsheng Wuji threw this punch, all the players' bodies trembled, and they were unable to move for a full breath!

Just like when the will of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng, who possessed the old pillar of the Thousand Hands, performed the Immortal Seal!

"Is it comparable to the power of the Hedao..." He Yiming looked up and looked at Changsheng Wuji's strongest posture at this time, and couldn't help but sighed.

This Changsheng Wuji is really terrible.

No wonder Ye Feng and his three men were defeated in the three-on-one fight!

This Changsheng Wuji himself is the son of the Changsheng clan, with the pure blood of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng!

In this ancient era, he has the qualifications to dominate the power of heaven and earth!

What's more terrifying is that this boy is still standing in the Changsheng formation and has received super blessings!

No wonder even Beef Noodles can't do anything to him, and he can't move forward at all!

The Changsheng Wuji in front of him, regardless of his mind, will, or strength, is perfect and unsolvable!

But? He met himself!

"I am He Yiming, the leader of the Yanhuang Sect!"

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