Chapter 622

Cui Bin's fist, with cold air, blasted fiercely at Li Ming's cheek. His fierce posture obviously used 100% of his strength.

Cold fists roar to the corner of Li Ming's mouth, with a touch of light radian raised, immediately the palm out.

"Pa!"

A crisp sound, Cui Bin's fist, unexpectedly is the palm that Li Ming spreads out, light floats in the hand.

For a moment, Cui Bin's pupil suddenly shrank.

"It's too arrogant. I'll be in sixiaofeng in the future, but I won't be able to mix it up."

Looking at Cui bin who was trying to struggle, Li Ming said with a smile: "today, let elder martial brother teach you the survival rules of sixiaofeng. Maybe you will be grateful to elder martial brother in the future."

With that, Li Ming, smiling, raised Cui Bin's right hand high, then threw it to the ground.

"Bang!"

The ground is severely shocked, Cui Bin's body, hard hit on the ground, dizzy, huge strength, so that he almost fainted.

Looking at a blow, is the loss of combat effectiveness of Cui bin, the field of instant silence.

The strength of the old disciple is obviously much stronger than that of the new one. Once someone resists again, Cui bin on the ground is a lesson from the past. Even his new spirit disk is like this, let alone them.

"Have you taken it?"

As he squats down, Li Ming looks at Cui bin with a smile. He laughs with a strong banter.

"Serve your mother!"

Cui bin, who can climb to the top of Xiaoling list, can't be a good stubble. He stares at Li Ming's eyes and gnashes his teeth.

Cui Bin's angry voice spread, and the old disciples around shook their heads in pity,

"as usual, there are always spikes, but in the end, which one is not to clean up."

"I thought the quality of this year's disciples was so high that it would change a lot."

"Change? Don't be kidding. Over the years, it's not the new disciple who turns in Lingzhu

"So it is."

The comments around made the face of the new disciple look rather ugly.

Only then did they realize that it had been a matter of custom for them to pick up their new disciples and give them prestige. Even if the elder of sixiaofeng was here, they might not care.

Do they have to be bullied by the old disciples?

In front of him, Li Ming, who heard Cui Bin's curse, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Good, courage."

He stood up and loosened Cui Bin's right hand. Li Ming said faintly, "call out your spirit beast. I will let you know how hard the gap between you and me is."

"You said that!"

His face was full of fury. Behind Cui bin, a clear cry resounded. A shadow of ice blue suddenly flashed in mid air, and the temperature in the field suddenly cooled down.

"Ice Phoenix!"

Looking at Cui Bin's spirit beast, many people are surprised.

Ice Phoenix, level 1, medium nirvana, ice attribute.

This kind of spirit beast contains a little true Phoenix blood in its body, which is much more difficult than ordinary ice spirit beasts. No wonder Cui bin can show his prestige on the little spirit list.

"Bingshanhuang

In the roar of Cui bin, the wings of binghuangniao vibrate, and the cold air turns into a huge iceberg. On the iceberg, a lifelike binghuangniao is carved, which looks quite elegant.

"Hum!"

The iceberg suddenly shakes, and then it begins to compress sharply towards the middle. Finally, it turns into a big ice seal under the claw of binghuangniao. At this time, the spiritual power of heaven and earth becomes stagnant.

"Shua!"

The ice seal turns into a rainbow light, and it shoots at Li Ming like lightning. Along the way, it drags out a tiny path of ice. Ice crystals and cold air mix together and wind around on the path.

"Ha ha, many people say that your disciples are much better than before, but in my opinion, they are just so."

With a smile, Li Ming said, "Lord Linshuang, it's your turn."

"Bang!"

As soon as Li Ming's voice fell, the flying Binghuang mountain seal burst into a pile of broken ice. A snow-white fist passed through it, rippling with extremely violent spiritual power.

The owner of the fist is like a giant coming from the ice field. His huge body gives people a sense of extraordinary shock. The cold snow, like a storm, lingers around him.

Frost Lord, level 2, medium Lord, snow attribute.

A fist explodes the seal of Binghuang mountain. The remaining power of lingshuang Lord doesn't decrease, so he rushes up directly. The clenched fist explodes the air, which is firmly printed on the chest of binghuangniao.

"Bang!"

The loud sound is mixed with the shrill wailing, the ice Phoenix falls from the sky, and the ice armor on the chest is smashed."Now, have you taken it?"

Looking at Cui bin, Li Ming smiles and picks the corner of his mouth. It seems that he is talking with Cui bin, but in fact he is proud of all the new disciples in the field.

No matter how talented you are, no matter how many advantages you have, so what? In front of the old disciple, you should have the attitude of being a new disciple!

When the old disciple who was watching shook his head and felt bored, he wanted to leave.

A cold and tender voice suddenly rang in the field.

"You've soiled my clothes."

Following the master of the voice, Xia Zhen, who is sitting on the black spherical spirit beast, looks at Li Ming coldly. His face is not happy.

Her black clothes, covered with countless pieces of ice, but also some, already melted in her white legs.

"Oh, there is a little sister."

As soon as Li Ming's eyes lit up, he immediately laughed with exaggeration: "if you don't drink milk honestly at home, what kind of meteorite peak do you come to? All the senior brothers and sisters here are very fierce."

Du Yong in the rear also laughed. Xia Zhen looked too young.

But then, the smiles on Li Ming's and Du Yong's faces gradually subsided, because they saw that the new disciples around Xia Zhen suddenly scattered around with a crash and a look of horror.

"You said I was young, didn't you?"

The cold awn in the eyes instantly condenses, and Xia Zhen slowly raises her hand. The dark spirit power rapidly surrounds her white and tender little hand.

With a flash of cold in his eyes, Xia Zhen holds Li Ming's body fiercely. Suddenly, in the eyes of everyone, he floats uncontrollably in the air. Then he curls up in the middle, and his face is scared. He is kneaded into a ball by Shengsheng.

"If it's not meteorite, you'll die."

(I was caught in the rain yesterday and had a cold and fever. I started to write a chapter from nine o'clock this morning. I feel dizzy.

Go to have a rest for a while first. If the situation is better in the evening, the chapter of four o'clock will be updated and supplemented. The third chapter of the evening will not be less. I can't hold it any longer. I can't read words without double shadow. Now go to have a rest)