All my disciples are sand sculpture players

Just when everyone was looking at He Yiming, He Yiming slowly raised his right hand and suddenly stopped.

"Ahhhh!!!"The True Prison-Suppressing Emperor screamed again, and blood spurted out from seven holes again!

At this moment, the True Prison-Suppressing Emperor was really frightened!

However...

He Yiming's right hand suddenly flashed, and it appeared. With a wooden comb, he casually combed his hair that was messed up by the previous impact.

"I just combed my hair. Prisoner, why are you panicking?"After combing his hair leisurely, He Yiming put away the comb, then looked at the Zhenyuan Emperor, and said leisurely

"puff!!!"At this moment, the real prison-suppressing emperor and all the players present sprayed blood!

And in an instant, out of the 500 million viewers watching the live broadcast, at least 50 million sprayed boiled water, happy water, and green tea all over the screen. , wolfberry water, etc.!

In everyone’s heart, they felt like ten thousand damn beasts were jumping around on war camel beasts.

What happened just now?

What did Brother Ming just do?

What did I see and hear just now ? ?

At this moment, everyone seriously doubted whether they were dreaming?

But players are players after all. With the help of strong tenacity, they finally came to their senses!

"OMG! Brother Ming...Brother Ming is so sexy today!"

"Damn it, Brother Ming just...actually got angry?"

"Show, really show, Brother Ming today is ever-changing, so handsome that it blinds me!"

"Ahhhh! Brother Ming, Brother Ming!"

"Is this still the Brother Ming I know? Is it because I can't keep up with the times, or is it that today's Brother Ming is so cool?"

"It’s so funny. The prisoner was so frightened by Brother Ming that he spurted blood from all seven holes. Damn it, did Planner Gou dare not make a scene of spraying for the sake of harmony, so he changed it to spraying blood?"

"Gan, your explanation is so reasonable, I am speechless!"

"？？？"

……

The players present quickly became excited. Most of the players were still discussing excitedly, but a few players had quietly written down He Yiming's cup filling gestures in their notebooks, while a very small number of intermediary players had already I quietly took a screenshot and perfectly reproduced the appearance of He Yiming's wooden comb. I planned to grind out the wooden comb as soon as the war is over and sell it to the six-test cutie at a sky-high price!

Even... even the slogan for the wooden comb has been thought out.

Shock! The final version of the five-test BOSS, the legendary artifact wooden comb used to suppress the prisoner, is now available at an extremely low price, only 990,000 contribution points!

Why!

Such a great wooden comb is sold so cheaply, I am worthy of it, so conscientious!

"He Yiming! What the hell are you?……"The Zhen Prison Emperor vomited blood again, but it was not from injury, but from anger.

At this moment, the real prison-suppressing emperor was really trembling all over, with grief, anger, unwillingness, irritation, shame, and countless complicated emotions bursting out at once!

But soon, the real prison-suppressing emperor calmed down again, and the corners of his mouth curled up again

"What a pity, He Yiming... What a pity!"

"If just now, if you really had the fifth magical power,……"

"This emperor may really die in your hands!"

"pity……"

"Your only chance of victory has slipped away from your hands!"

……

The True Prison Prison Emperor stood up slowly, and then said ferociously and proudly.

But at this moment……

"boom!!!"A corpse puppet that had been exploded crashed in front of the True Prison Emperor.

It was one of the three immortal generals...

Ming Wuji!

At this time, Ming Wuji was covered in all the immortal weapons and armor. They were all shattered into pieces, leaving a huge hole in his body. The residual soul in the body where the secret technique was located has been exploded and dissipated. At this time, what was lying in front of the True Suppressing Prison Emperor was just a useless corpse.

"Snap!"And a figure fell from the sky and stood in front of He Yiming.

It was the legendary player of the third test, Wang Fei Sao Jita, who defeated the immortal general Ming Wuqi head-on!

"Brother Ming, I have defeated the immortal general! I want to fight. Can you let me kill the jailer?"Wang Fei Sao Jita said domineeringly, with a pair of pupils firmly locked on the real prison-suppressing emperor.

Before He Yiming could speak, there was another sound of falling to the ground.

"thump!"

With the sound of a corpse falling, everyone turned their eyes and saw the second figure falling in front of the Zhen Prison Emperor.

It turned out to be the second immortal general, Wan Wuji.

At this time, Wan Wuji's chest There was a huge cross-shaped wound on his body, which seemed to have been cut open by a kitchen knife. Wan Wuji's whole body was as black as ink, as if he had been poisoned by a terrifying poison, but what was even more brutal was that Wan Wuji's head was actually A piece of it was dented, as if it had been smashed out by something brick-shaped.

"No, no, no, Brother Ming, let me come! A mere prison guard, look at me and make him look happy!"As the voice sounded, a familiar figure walked out again and stood in front of He Yiming.

It was the young master of Shinhwa Farm.

"Boom!"At this moment, the third corpse suddenly fell to the ground, but before it hit the ground, it was broken into two pieces.

It turned out to be the third immortal general, Shifang Destruction!