Chapter 111

Jiaoyue looked at the black light attacking her chest, her eyes were in a trance: "am I going to die?"

"Zi."

Black light hit Jiaoyue, imagined blood splashing, beautiful fall did not appear.

Ye Ming stands behind Jiaoyue, holding Jiaoyue backward in his arms.

Jiao Yue's chest was covered with a thin layer of Qi, which made him unable to move on.

Ye Ming's hand glows, and the black light is annihilated.

Ye Ming smiles at Jiaoyue in his arms: "well, next, give it to me."

Jiaoyue stares at Ye Ming. It took her a long time to recover. She gets up from his arms. Jiaoyue's face is covered with rosy clouds. It's her first time to have such close contact with a man.

Long Ling surprised at Ye Ming: "great, Ye Ming."

Ye Ming knew what Longling meant and nodded to her, indicating that everything was arranged.

The bat yells at Ye Ming: "Ye Ming, beat him hard, don't give me face, let them see your power."

When people see Ye Ming's hand, they all give a sigh of relief. They know that Ye Ming, like the butcher, is a level 3 cultivator and a level 3 power. It should be no problem to deal with this native power and wizard.

When the butcher saw Ye Ming, there was a flash in his heart.

They've been thinking about Ye Ming for a long time, but ye Ming doesn't have any real Qi fluctuations. When he started fighting, he didn't use his powers. The butcher has long regarded him as an ordinary man with a special identity, but now it seems that this man is obviously not simple, because they obviously put the same victory on this young man.

Seeing that Ye Ming is ordinary and has no energy fluctuation, the native powers and the wizard look at each other and rush up together. They are not the little hairy children who are new to the world, muttering that this kind of thing will not happen to them.

The butcher and the Dragon Spirit listened to Ye Ming when he appeared. It's meaningless for them to fight now.

The native powers take the lead in attacking Ye Ming. A sharp spike comes out from the ground and stabs Ye Ming. Ye Ming smiles and rises higher and higher.

At the sight of the native ability, there was a trace of disdain in the corner of his mouth: I thought how powerful it was. I didn't expect that he was a rookie. At this time, he would fly into the air. There was no borrowing point in the air. He would only become a living target for him and the wizard.

He uses his power, raises his figure and blows at Ye Ming who is still in the air.

In other people's eyes, Ye Ming is unavoidable.

Even the dragon spirit, they also knead sweat for Ye Ming. They know ye Ming's realm is very powerful, but they still know nothing about his combat effectiveness.

Seeing his performance like this, everyone was surprised: "Ye Ming will not have a realm without actual combat experience."

Ye Ming doesn't know what people are thinking at this time. Even if he knows, he won't take it for granted. After all, everything needs facts.

At the end of the day, the native power blows at him, and Ye Ming smiles with disdain.

Just when people thought that Ye Ming was going to be beaten down this time, Ye Ming, who had no place to relay in the air, suddenly extended his foot and stepped on the air under his feet.

Then, as if he had stepped on something, he rose again, crossed the native powers and attacked the wizard behind him.

"How could it be?"

The butcher's pupils shrank, and the lone wolf looked like a ghost.

They really can't understand how ye Ming did this, which completely violates the laws of physics.

Only the Dragon Spirit suddenly realized that they could remember that Ye Ming still had air power.

Ye Ming crosses the native powers and rushes to the wizard. When the wizard sees Ye Ming attacking him, he is also the next one. He is not good at fighting with human beings.

However, he is not so easy to bully. With a wave of his staff, several dark lights surround Ye Ming at the same time.

Ye Ming disdains a smile: "carve insect small skill."

With a wave of his hand, the three silver lights shot straight at the wizard. The wizard was not a practitioner. He couldn't avoid Ye Ming's silver needle. Although he saw it, he didn't have time to react. The three silver needles suddenly disappeared into his body.

Ye Ming, surrounded by black light, carries three levels of Qi, one punch at a time, and the three black lights are directly scattered.

The wizard was about to wave his wand and attack Ye Ming again when he suddenly felt dizzy: the silver needle was poisonous.

Without time to make a sound, the wizard fell to the ground.

People see Ye Ming a face to face to solve the wizard, whether it is dragon spirit or butcher, they are surprised.

You know, the wizard's strength is the strongest in the butcher's team except the butcher. Unexpectedly, ye Mingxuan was killed.

Ye Ming turned his head, then looked at the native powers, grinned and showed his white teeth: "come on, it's your turn."

The native power swallows: instant wizard? So strong?

Although the heart beat retreat drum, but he decided to harden the scalp.

"You step back, he'll give it to me."

The butcher looks at Ye Ming without expression, and then says to the native powers.

"Yes, chief."

The native power is relieved. He doesn't want to fight Ye Ming, a pervert.

Staring at Ye Ming's eyes, the butcher said, "you are very good. You are qualified to be my opponent."

Ye Ming scratched his head: "well, Longling, what did he say?"

“………”

Everyone is speechless.

Long Ling said with a smile: "he said you are very strong and qualified to fight with him."

"Oh," Ye Ming looked at the butcher: "you tell him, I don't want to listen to his nonsense. If he wants to do it, hurry up."

When ye Ming's arrogance is heard, the butcher sneers. The golden light on his body flashes, and the power is exercised at the same time.

When ye Ming saw the butcher attack, he also clenched his fist. He was not good at strength, but he still wanted to test the gap between him and the butcher.

"Touch."

Two fists Bang together, Ye Ming was thrown out in an instant.

He got up from the ground and rubbed his painful fist. Ye Ming gave a bitter smile. Sure enough, he was not the opponent of the butcher just by his body.

"Ye Ming, are you ok?"

Dragon Spirit see Ye Ming was a blow blow fly, worried asked: "or I and you together on it."

Ye Ming waved his hand: "now you don't have to wait for me to play with him. It's not too late for you to go up again."

Long Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "be careful yourself."

Ye Ming was not angry. His hands were shining with silver. Countless silver needles were shooting at the butcher, and he took care of his eyes.

The butcher sneered and raised his hand.

"Ding Ding..." the silver needles fell to the ground one after another. Looking at the butcher, the silver needles didn't even leave a trace on his hand.