Borrowing the power of the earth, with one blow, more than half of the opponent's fifty people were lost, and only a dozen were lucky enough to survive.
Regarding this result, Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction, patted the dirt off his hands, and looked at the fish that had survived.
The dozen or so people who survived looked at each other with panic and uncertainty on their faces.
You know, these are more than fifty people, not more than fifty ants.
Even if these people are just little Celestial Masters who only have two or three coins, they can lose more than half of them in the blink of an eye. This is scary enough.
The most direct comparison is that many people did not dare to look at Wu Ming under his gaze and had no desire to fight anymore.
Now, seeing that the opponent's morale was low, Huo Xiaolan and the three of them were shocked, and they fully displayed their style of beating a drowned dog.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
With Wu Ming personally controlling the formation, Huo Xiaolan and several other tigers entered the flock and killed them instantly.
Among them, if anyone dares to resist, Wu Ming will take action himself. A bombardment of an ion light ball can take away a person's head. After a few seconds, the number of people present has been reduced by half.
"I surrender, don't kill me, I surrender!"
"Run quickly. If you don't run, you will die. I don't want to die!"
Under the killing, some people knelt down and surrendered, while others fled in all directions. The scene was chaotic.
The magic in Wu Ming's hands continued one after another. Every person who escaped would be named by him. There were very few people who could actually escape.
After a few minutes, except for those who knelt down and begged for mercy, there were no more standing enemies.
Wu Ming dispersed the magic in his hand and glanced around, finding that there were quite a few people who had surrendered.
"Only seven surrendered. How can we manage so many people?" Zhu Gao walked up to Wu Ming with a look of embarrassment on his face.
You know, including Song Tianyi, there were only six people in Wu Ming's party.
At present, there are more prisoners than our own people, which is destined to be difficult to manage, and may even lead to trouble.
Hearing Zhu Gao's words, Wu Ming also frowned and said, "Kill them. We don't dare to use these people. Letting them go will be a disaster. It's better to kill them all!"
"No, I sincerely surrender, don't kill me!"
"Spare your life, we are willing to join you, let us have a way out!"
Even after pleading, he still couldn't get any mercy from Wu Ming.
Compassion does not control troops, kindness does not manage finances, this is an eternal saying.
These heavenly masters in front of me are all willing to do anything for money, but it is impossible if they don't have a few lives on their hands.
In an instant, Zhu Gao picked up a big knife and picked up the bloody flowers.
Wu Ming watched all of this seriously, turning a deaf ear to the begging for mercy in his ears, and had no scruples about the unbearable look in Huo Xiaolan's eyes.
"We are too cruel to kill even prisoners!" Until the last person was killed, Huo Xiaolan finally couldn't help but asked Wu Ming his question.
Wu Ming raised his head slightly and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked Zhugao and Pangying, "What do you think?"
"No one who is not ruthless can survive these days!" Fat Ying is a monster, she understands the survival of the fittest better and has no guilt at all.
Zhugao nodded repeatedly when he heard the sound, and also said: "My wife is right, if we let these people go, someone will inevitably report them, so it is better to kill them. Moreover, these people are here to kill us. Since they want to kill people, they will be killed."
It’s not aggrieved if someone is killed, so don’t blame others!”
"Those who kill will also be killed!" Huo Xiaolan shook her head. It wasn't that she didn't understand this truth, but she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.
Now, seeing that Huo Xiaolan had figured it out on his own, Wu Ming also turned around and walked towards the back mountain, saying, "You go take care of Song Tianyi, and I'll go see Luo Gang."
"No need to look..."
As soon as Wu Ming finished speaking, a voice came from the direction of the back mountain.
Everyone looked up towards the top of the mountain and saw Luo Gang limping up the hillside with the flying dragon ax in his hand.
His clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and his whole face was gray.
Luo Gang looked like a beggar and showed a smile to everyone. Although his smile was uglier than crying, it was still a sign of peace for everyone.
"Brother, this is being cooked!" Seeing Luo Gang's miserable look, Zhu Gao stepped forward and hugged Luo Gang's shoulders, showing a hint of ridicule.
Pushing Zhu Gao's arm away in disgust, Luo Gang cursed in a low voice: "Two four-money heavenly masters, try it with their lives! It's so fucking painful, my whole body is about to fall apart, this deal is terrible
It’s a loss of money!”
Luo Gang's identity as a Four-Coin Celestial Master and the combat power of a Five-Coin Celestial Master, and he forcibly killed two Four-Coin Celestial Masters, he still killed a thousand enemies and suffered a loss of eight hundred.
Fortunately, the opponent is not from the Celestial Master family, and there are still fewer ways to suppress the situation. Otherwise, let alone being embarrassed this time, I am afraid that even if I don't die, I will shed my skin.
"Ouch, my stomach hurts so much! Come on, come on, my stomach is going to explode..."
Before everyone could reminisce about the past, Song Tianyi's cry of pain came from the cave.
Hearing Song Tianyi's call, Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then flashed with surprise: "Go and see if the little demon king is about to be born!"
"She's pregnant, no way! According to the time, there should be more than ten days left!" Fat Ying was also a little confused, and trotted into the cave.
Inside the cave, Song Tianyi was lying on the hay, rolling on the ground in pain.
On the side, Fat Ying was busy in a hurry, but she still seemed helpless.
After all, Song Tianyi is a man. How this man gave birth to a child is something that no one knows.
Time passed little by little, and Song Tianyi was in so much pain that he wanted to live.
Suddenly, Song Tianyi lay on the ground and retched, and before anyone could notice, something like a meat ball was spit out.
"Meat balls!"
Wu Ming's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously said: "Grab it!"
The one closest to the meat ball was Zhu Gao. After hearing Wu Ming's words, Zhu Gao's four arms flew around wildly, like a goalkeeper.
The next second, Rouqiu was directly held in Zhugao's arms, and he rolled twice on the ground before stopping.
"Aba, Aba Aba..."
The flesh ball caught by Zhu Gao changed visibly to the naked eye, turning into a white and tender little demon with two legs and four hands.
This little demon king looks like a white radish, looking around with blank eyes.
"Little Demon King!"
Wu Ming stared closely at the little demon king in front of him, with nothing else in his eyes.
Under this greedy gaze, the little demon king seemed a little scared and kept moving closer to Zhu Gao's arms, as if it could give him a sense of security.
"Zhu Gao, give it to me."
Wu Ming stretched out his hand to Zhu Gao, and feeling the fear of the little demon king in his arms, Zhu Gao hesitated for a moment.
"Zhu Gao, remember our agreement, you don't want to break it, do you?"
"Of course..."
Looking at Wu Ming, whose eyes were getting colder and colder, Zhu Gao gritted his teeth and nodded, then handed over the Little Demon King in his hand.
This is a transaction, and as the weaker party, Zhugao has no choice at all.
Wu Ming smiled with satisfaction, took the flying dragon ax from Luo Gang, and started making gestures on the little demon king's heart.
"Be good, I'll do it quickly, it won't hurt at all!"
Wu Ming put the ax blade against the little demon king, and while speaking, he made a strong stroke, and a bright light flashed on the ax blade.
Luo Gang's Flying Dragon Ax is a magical weapon specially used to kill demons.
After the red light flashed, the Little Demon King's chest was cut open, and light green blood emerged.
Tick tock, tick tock...
Two drops of the Demon King's blood fell to the ground, and a fragrance reverberated.
Everyone looked at the blood drops on the ground and saw small grasses growing out of the ground where the Demon King's blood dripped, indicating that this drop of blood was extraordinary.
He picked up the little demon king and then slowly lowered his head.
Wu Ming was like a vampire, drinking the demon king's blood in big gulps. With every sip, he could feel the pleasure emanating from his body.
Supplement, it is indeed a great supplement.
Wu Ming's whole body was full of vitality, as if he had returned to his youthful eighteen years, and every cell was ushering in new life.
It can be seen with the naked eye that Wu Ming, who is already in his thirties, is regaining his youth bit by bit.
In the end, the time on Wu Ming's appearance was fixed at the age of more than 20 years old, as if time went back ten years.
"How is it?" Among the people present, Luo Gang was the oldest and the most curious about rejuvenation.
"feels good..."
Wu Ming smiled, and with the light green blood on the corner of his mouth, the smile made people shudder.
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