Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Immediately, the faces of those who bet heavily on Qiu Bailing turned pale, and their hands clenched their tickets.

Seeing the ax light approaching him, Qiu Bailing sneered disdainfully under the white fox mask.

An astonishing force was transmitted from the arm in an instant, prompting the black spear in his hand, like an arrow shot out, the tip of the spear tore through the sky, with a piercing howling sound!

"Chong!"

The moment the weapon touched, a powerful spiral force was generated from the tip of the spear!

He saw that ax that seemed to be the size of a door panel exploded in pieces in an instant, and with the remaining force of terror, the fragments of the ax flew flying towards the surroundings.

The surrounding Yuan army couldn't reach them, and the terrifying force on the fragments directly penetrated their bodies, like cutting wheat, and fell to the ground in a row.

"Push!"

The young general's head was smashed to pieces by the spear point.

Let alone the nourishment of the White Deer Totem.

Even if the white deer came in person and gave him milk, he wouldn't be able to come back to life.

"Top ten!"

Everyone watched in amazement after Qiu Bailing instantly killed a young general of the Yuan army with a backhand shot, and subconsciously looked at the scoreboard.

Seeing the weak awareness at first, Qiu Bailing jumped over in an instant.

Very close to the top ten position.

"Ahhh! It's done!!!" After a brief absence, the postman who held a gambling ticket and put almost all his wealth on Qiu Bailing couldn't help roaring excitedly.

As if the person who killed the young general of the Yuan army was not Qiu Bailing, but himself, his blood boiled uncontrollably, and he waved his hand and slapped his face twice.

What does odds of one to ten mean?

The minimum bet counts, that is 500 postage points

Unfortunately, he spent all his wealth and bought three bets with the idea that if he doesn't succeed, he will become benevolent.

This is all right, 150 postal points, directly doubled by ten times.

For him, this is simply a huge sum of money, a windfall from heaven.

He was definitely not the only one who was excited, those who bet on Qiu Bailing were in a state of madness at this moment.

However, it is unavoidable that some people's joy turns into sorrow, and some people are too excited, dancing wildly with their hands, wanting to smash everything around them excitedly.

So much so that the gambling ticket in his hand was torn to pieces without realizing it.

It was only after the excitement passed that he suddenly remembered that what he was holding was a gambling ticket.

It is conceivable how exciting this man's expression was at that time.

Compared with extreme joy and sorrow, the postmen who bet more on other people are all ashamed.

The better ones also had that tragic and helpless look on their faces.

At this time, Qiu Bailing was seen on the screen, and in an instant, he killed two more Yuan Clan generals.

call!

The figure was like a ghost, and the tip of the spear was picked up, turning into a stream of light and stabbing at the general of the Yuan army again.

"Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!"

The shadow of the gun is like a sharp arrow!

Tens of thousands of arrows shot like a volley, causing the Yuan soldiers who surrounded and killed them to fall to the ground in rows like wheat in a wheat field.

The shadows of guns, like a group of poisonous snakes, scrambled to bite the general of the Yuan army.

Under the shadow of the gun, the general was like a small boat, caught in waves after waves.

Holding this sharp sword in his hand, he struggled to resist wave after wave.

But... one time, the boat will capsize!

Clang!

With the ear-piercing sound of shattering, the general's hand, which was regarded as a famous sword in the Yuan army, couldn't bear it any longer. The huge force of the spear shattered into pieces.

"Ah!" Immediately, only a low and painful cry sounded.

A head rolled down from the platform.

silence!

Silence!

All the Yuan soldiers stared dumbfounded. The woman holding a spear in front of her eyes couldn't help but overflow with fear, as if this woman was a messenger from hell.

Under the white fox mask, Qiu Bailing smiled with red lips and let out a sweet laugh. With a spear on his back, he looked at his brothers with a smile, arrogant and arrogant.

As soon as the spear was retracted, the toes tapped on the heads of the two Yuan soldiers, and the whole person was like a cloud of green smoke, flying gracefully over the crowd, and fled away in a flash.

All that was left behind was a battalion of corpses, as well as a group of Yuan troops who had been killed.

"Humph!"

Looking at Qiu Bailing's points, he has already rushed to the No.9 position, and the faces of You Ya and Heng Zhe are not very good.

As for the four people of time, space, holiness, and prophet, they were amazed and felt a burst of regret.

Among the audience, only Granny Hong had a smile on her face. Looking at Heng Zhe and You An not far away, she asked with a smile, "I just want to ask one thing."

"what?"

The dark became vigilant, and added: "You can't touch my bottom line. If you ask me where the Undercity is, you'd better not ask."

The reason why the dark is called dark is because his body is hidden in the deepest part of the dark city.

It is said that there is a place where gods and ghosts do not know.

The body is not destroyed, and even if the dark is hacked to death by the red mother-in-law, it can be resurrected infinitely.

Granny Hong's eyes narrowed into a straight line, and after looking at You An and Heng Zhe for a moment, she said, "Don't worry, I don't ask you about this, I just ask... Luo Nu's whereabouts!"

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