As a killer outside the Bailie list of Tianyu, it is not that he has no chance to enter the top 100 kill list, but Sima Yuan does not have the chance.
From childhood to adulthood, Sima Yuan was too cautious, working hard and practicing step by step every day.
So every time when performing a task, within a few steps, the opponent is already dead.
Therefore, there was once a popular saying in Tianyu.
If you want the King of Hell to be happy, Tianyu comes to Sima Yuan.
Although he did not enter the top 100, Sima Yuan has been ranked first in Tianyu's stable list for 20 consecutive years!
Just relying on this, Sima Yuan is a character who can walk sideways in Tianyu.
Sima Yuan recalled everything in the past, staring at Wang Luo who was missing in the small world, and the corners of his mouth became higher.
This man was just like Xiao Qiang, his resistance was so strong. Moreover, he had never seen a practitioner who had just opened his pulse be able to endure so much hardship.
And I don’t know where I got the innate magic weapon, but I can actually create my own little world. It’s really commendable.
If I had not received guidance from an expert and was able to explore the small world where the world coexists, it would have been even more difficult to find this person just now.
Today I not only want to have fun with this kid, but I also want to deprive him of the magic weapon.
Sima Yuan licked his slightly dry lips and swept his feet to the southeast.
Gangfeng stocks, Sima Yuan forcibly broke the ground with one hand, and thousands of black hairs appeared again.
Directly to any corner of the earth.
Flip your hands and use force again to rotate once!
Sima Yuan roared angrily: "Get out!"
Wang Luo, who was trapped in the dirt and covered with mud, was pulled out with white silk all over his body.
There was blood at the corner of Wang Luo's mouth, and he also smiled.
Sima Yuan's eyes were in a trance, and he could clearly see that his special skill "Silk Kill" became extremely slow.
Even breathing became rapid.
There is wind on the side of the face!
Wang Luo had already broken free from the layers of green and white silk, and his right fist was surrounded by stones, forming a huge fist.
"Go to hell!"
A punch hit Sima Yuan hard on the face, and his whole body was smashed into the ground, with constant rumbling sounds!
A huge pit appeared on the ground.
Wang Luo gasped and breathed heavily: "Don't you like to be slow? Then I'll let you go slower."
After Wang Luo kept testing, he finally learned that this person would actually fall into the "Jing Hua Shui Yue" door.
So Wang Luo took advantage of the opponent's slowdown to attack.
In the pit, Sima Yuan stood up unsteadily, half of his face was sunken, and blood seeped out from time to time.
He grinned even wider.
Facing Wang Luode's direction, he stretched out his hand, opened his palm, and slowly relaxed it little by little.
Wang Luo could clearly hear the roaring sound spreading beneath the ground. Suddenly, black hair emerged from the ground and entangled Wang Luo's feet.
Wang Luo frowned and swung his hammer and hit it straight down.
But this time, the hardness of the black hair was obviously different from before, no matter how hard Wang Luo hit it, it wouldn't budge.
On top of the green and white silk, there is even more purple light shining in it.