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Hu Yanzhen was reluctant to accept the fact that the cruel reality was in front of him, but forced him to accept it.

He, a terrific 86-level Contra, could not get a 43-level Soul Sect in every way!

On the occasion of Hu Yanzhen's stunned god, in the haze of dust on the battlefield, a **** light pierced the human eye, followed closely, and the haze of mud and dust formed by the aftermath of the battle just went from two halves to the two. Separating the sides, Yang Ming stepped on the delicate steps and performed the navy six-style shaving under the premise of opening the eight-door Dunjia, and the speed was higher on the premise of breaking through the speed of sound!

fast!

Very fast!

Hu Yanzhen hadn't responded yet, and saw a shadow pounced on his face.

What a huyanzhen!

He deserves to be a veteran strongman, even in a critical situation, his muscles are subconsciously tight, exposing tight lines, the soul rings embedded in him light up one by one, and the skin surface has a layer of oil-like cuticle cover.

Holding a mysterious sword, Yang Ming exhibited the Qinglian sword tactics, a series of superimposed sword qi, the blade trembling slightly, and the sword qi that could easily tear through the steel met the unprecedented resistance when touching the surface of Huyan Zhen.

At this moment, Yang Ming is like a child holding a knife and trying to pierce tough cowhide.

The Xiangjiazong inherited the Wushen Diamond Mammoth, and its defense is indeed well-deserved!

This thought flashed through Yang Ming's mind, and he had expected it for a long time, but he would not show a disappointed expression.

Because, after his sword is over, Zhu Ronghua behind him is also slashed!

The forty meter is just the length of the erected light, which is as high as dozens of floors. The blade is curled up with a rich flame, and it is carrying a rolling heat wave.

Hu Yanzhen's complexion changed slightly, but just now he had seen the power of this knife, so he didn't dare to touch it hard.

At the moment, Hu Yanzhen wanted to pull away.

"Sovereign Huyan, you come here, just go away, and don't give me a face too?"

Yang Ming smiled sideways on the road where Hu Yanzhen receded, showing the Qinglian sword tactics one after another, opening the six doors in the eight-door Dunjia, and the attack speed blessed by the mysterious sword itself, Yang Ming shot the sword for one second. The speed is extremely fierce, a sword is faster than a sword, a sword is far more dangerous than a sword, a heavy sword shadow envelopes Hu Yanzhen's body.

Even if Hu Yanzhen's defense is extremely good, but the clothes and trousers on his body will never be strong.

Under Yang Ming's deliberate provocation, Hu Yanzhen's clothes and trousers showed holes in them. After a while, Kung Fu became a beggar outfit.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, human needs are divided into five needs from low to high: physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, respect needs, and self-actualization needs.

As the majestic monarch of the aristocratic elephant, the Tianxiang Huyanzhen has naturally broken away from the low-level needs, also known as the face.

In front of the large crowd, in front of so many people, he was almost going to be run by Yang Ming's luo, which made Hu Yanzhen's originally dark face show a blush of anger.

"Stinky boy!"

Hu Yanzhen's big eyes with copper bells were full of anger, which contained thunder anger. After changing the previous idea, he screamed angrily:

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Seeing that Hu Yanzhen wanted to make a big move, Yang Ming's feet stepped on the ground and even stepped on small steps, using the Navy's six-type shave, and immediately evaded.

joke!

Don't look at Yang Ming's ability to compete with the high-level Soul Master after using the eight-door Dunjia. That's just the standard of attack power, and the defense power is far from reaching the standard. , He is not stupid!

The great ancestor said it well, the enemy entered and retreated, the enemy stood and disturbed me, the enemy fought and fought, and the enemy retreated and chased.

This almost tricky trick is best suited for speed sorcerers who drop kites.

Seeing Yang Ming pull out... Oh no, it's just running after finishing, Hu Yanzhen is like a scumbag's infamous Xiao Gongju has nowhere to vent, and he almost vomits blood in depression.

However, feeling the rolling heat wave coming from behind, Hu Yanzhen looked shocked, and had no time to think about catching up with this guy Yang Ming. He tumbled on the ground and rolled out four or five meters away, dangerously and dangerously avoiding Zhurong Attack.

"Oh!"

The forty meter knife was very heavy. As soon as the tip of the knife touched the hard bluestone floor, it was as easy as a hot knife cutting butter, and the knife mark up to five or six meters was squandered towards the original location of Hu Yanzhen. A twenty-meter-long crack was left on the ground.

The passing flowers left behind a lot of flames attached to the ground, the temperature is quite amazing, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased sharply, making people feel like being in a sauna, sweating in a short while.

Hu Yanzhen strained his waist and abdomen, a carp stiffened, and stood on the ground again.

Looking at the scratches left by Zhu Ronghua on the ground, even if the opponent's attack speed is slow and slow, but the destructive power of the attack is quite good, even Hu Yanzhen was secretly surprised.

"What an amazing lethality!"

"If I was beaten upright just now, even if it can be blocked with defensive soul skills, I am afraid that it will also consume a lot of soul power and it is difficult to support me to continue fighting!"

Hu Yanzhen glanced at Zhu Ronghua, and saw that he raised the forty meter sword again, and then he had to chop it down at once.

"Sect Master Huyan, where to go?"

Unexpectedly, the idea of ​​Hu Yanzhen hasn't been realized yet. Yang Ming posted it like a brown sugar.

It seems that the previous routine must be repeated. Yang Ming bullied people with supersonic speed and wielded countless sword qi in his hand. Although these sword qi can't help Hu Yanzhen, he can't even break his skin~www.mtlnovel. com~ But it can hinder his speed of leaving.

Hu Yanzhen was not good at speed. At this time, Yang Ming was hindered, and the speed was as slow as a snail. Once the fighting rhythm was mastered by Yang Ming, he would continue to repeat the scenes just happened.

As the so-called long-term defense will be lost, no matter how strong Hu Yanzhen's defense power is, under Yang Ming's strategy of playing lapis, he will eventually fall into passive defense and it is easy to appear flaws.

"Come well!"

Hu Yanzhen's big eyes flashed with a gleam, not angry but rejoicing, after the Wushen Diamond Mammoth Possession became extremely stout elephant legs lifted up, trampling down on the bluestone floor that had been covered with cracks.

At the same time, the purple soul ring embedded in Hu Yanzhen's body released a magical light.

"Soul Skill! War Trample!"

This is an amazing soul skill that combines attack and control in one!

The giant elephant's legs fell sharply, centered on it, and the cracks of one circle after another were scattered, and the amazing soul power fluctuated on the ground.