Chapter 502

Stigma!

As soon as I heard the name of this move, I knew that it was definitely a very bad move.

Yes, very, very bad!

"Hmm?" poison qianxiong suddenly felt extremely ominous in his heart.

"Hey, hey..." Xu Ming laughed more ferociously.

Boom!

Suddenly, a blue flame appeared between the palms of Xu Ming's right hand.

As the saying goes, "the fire is pure", the cyan flame is undoubtedly much more terrible than those red, golden and pure white flames!

The blue flame was beating and burning, and Xu Ming's palm seemed to be burned into a dazzling soldering iron.

The original force of the wind also surrounds this palm.

However, the wind did not blow out the cyan flame, but blew more vigorously!

Hiss... Hiss

Xu Ming's fingers rubbed slightly and even made a hissing sound.

"What's this unique skill?" poison qianxiong's face suddenly changed. "Is it also a slap in the face?"

If this slap is branded on his face... Poison qianxiong thinks it's terrible!

"Hey, hey!" Xu Mingjian smiled, "try my move... Stigma!"

"Stigma?" poison qianxiong was stunned.

Just by the name of this move, you can tell that it is not a serious move.

"What effect will this move have...?" poison qianxiong couldn't help asking foolishly.

"The effect..." Xu Ming didn't hide it either. He said with a sneer, "the fingerprints I slapped on your face won't fade in at least a few years! Ha ha..."

This is only the primary effect of the "stigma brand". Xu Ming's assumption is that after the "wind and fire ten slaps" is continuously improved, the "stigma brand" can have a permanent brand effect!

But even if it was only a few years of branding effect, it scared poison qianxiong: "a few... A few years..."

If you get this slap, wouldn't poison qianxiong have no face to see anyone for years?

"Xu... Xu Ming!" poison qianxiong couldn't help shouting, "show mercy under your palm..."

"Show mercy under your palm?" Xu Ming said with a playful smile, "why, you take it?"

"Take it! Take it!" for Xu Ming's slap, poison qianxiong is really taking it! He has never met a genius who can slap himself into such a genius - even Yanmo can't do it!

"If you're convinced, admit defeat!" Xu Ming laughed more and more.

Admit defeat

Admit defeat, it's not over!

If anyone admits defeat, he has to kneel down respectfully and knock his head a hundred times - this is the testimony of the power of the whole audience. He can't play any tricks at all!

The price of admitting defeat is too heavy!

However, if you don't admit defeat, the "stigma" will come at a heavy price!

Admit defeat or not—— Poison qianxiong fell into a deep struggle

Gradually, a ferocious look flashed in the depths of poison qianxiong's eyes.

The highly toxic source hidden in his heart was secretly mobilized.

Whoosh!

"Black blood arrow!"

A black blood arrow condensed from a highly toxic source suddenly exploded at Xu Ming.

"Hum!" Xu Ming has been on guard for a long time, and his strength is much better than poison qianxiong when he is open and hung up; Easily, he dodged the sneak attack.

"Dare you play tricks!"

Xu Ming snorted angrily and made a move of "stigma brand", which was ruthlessly printed on poison qianxiong's face.

Sniff——

Poison qianxiong's "little face" suddenly fell on the red iron pot like a pork chop; With a hiss, it was cooked and the meat was fragrant.

Five dark red fingerprints are clearly visible on one cheek of poison qianxiong - this is the brand of shame!

The stigma was not only branded on Du qianxiong's cheek, but also penetrated his flesh and deeply branded on his soul!

Even the soul is branded with shame and cannot be erased!

In the next few years, poison qianxiong will probably live with this stigma. Even if he cuts off the flesh on his face and grows again, the stigma will still be there!

In addition to shame, there is... Pain!

When the "stigma brand" was branded down, poison qianxiong really felt what unforgettable pain is!

"Ah..."

Poison qianxiong cultivates poison skills and endures the suffering of poison countless times. His will has been tempered very firmly and he is not afraid of pain. But the slap still made him jump up in pain.

"It hurts too much..." poison qianxiong has never suffered so much pain.

Xu Ming looked coldly at poison qianxiong rolling in front of him, with no pity in his eyes: "are you willing to admit defeat?"

Unexpectedly, poison qianxiong was very tough: "admit defeat? - hum! Don't think! Even if you kill me, I won't admit defeat!"

"Oh, yes, tough enough!" Xu Ming sneered. "Then, I respect you as a man!"

"Er......" poison qianxiong's face changed, and a strong sense of fear rose, "what else do you want to do?"

"Scared? - aren't you very tough?" Xu Ming disdained to sneer. "Don't be afraid. Don't do anything. Let me help you finish the first set of 'full facial care' first!"

Xu Ming's eyes lit up.

Suddenly, in the depths of his eyes, there was a false shadow of burning and burning palms.

The virtual shadow reflects poison qianxiong's face - Fire palm!

PA!!

The eighth slap "fire eye slap" has also been used. Xu Ming has not created the ninth slap and the tenth slap; Therefore, this whole set of "face health care" is complete.

"It's over at last..." poison qianxiong is about to be slapped by Xu Ming and draw out the shadow.

end?

Xu Ming smiled: "this is only the first set... Next, another ten sets!"

"What!?" poison qianxiong stared at him -- it was just a set, which made his life worse than death and made him ashamed; Xu Ming even wants ten more sets?

"Why?" Xu Mingjian smiled, "ten sets are not enough? Will you have thirty sets?"

"You..." poison qianxiong shouted angrily, "Xu Ming, do you dare to fight with me with real swords and guns? -- what ability is it to slap me?"

Poison qianxiong was also so angry that he could say such stupid words - slapping can make you have no resistance. Isn't that a skill?

"Hey, hey..." Xu Ming was not provoked at all and continued to smile. "I'm nicknamed 'palm God'. Slapping is my ability! - by the way, is thirty sets enough? Not enough, I can give you more sets!"

Xu Ming's "service tenet" is that as long as the customer is satisfied, he will slap more even if he is hard and tired.

"Xu Ming..." poison qianxiong hated, "Scholars... Scholars can be killed, not humiliated!"

"Ah!" poison qianxiong even farts... Oh, no, poison!

"Oh, how dare I resist when I go?" Xu Ming stares. "Can you kill a scholar or humiliate him? - NIMA, I humiliate you. What's the matter?"