Chapter 457

Among the four alien strongmen in Qin City, the one with the worst fighting experience must be clear. As a level 10 beast, his natural breath is enough to become his own umbrella. In the Arctic wasteland, which Warcraft feels his breath and dares to attack? Just like when DIS and Perkins met purple for the first time, their strength was above purple, but they couldn't resist at all.

Therefore, as a beast with little combat experience, Ming cleverly chose to imitate. He has no less wisdom than human beings. When he imitates, he naturally chooses the one that suits him best and is easy to imitate. This is undoubtedly the way purple fought before.

As a result, when Ming Ming's fist tilted upward and his height was far higher than that of his Ming, Ming, learning from purple, stood still, looking silly and allowed his fist to go up.

Elder Weiming's fist was just a tentative attack, but when his fist full of purple level seven fighting spirit reached the opponent, the opponent didn't even mean to dodge, which made elder Weiming angry. Did the leader despise him? Suddenly two more parts of his fist were added.

With a dull bang, Ming's body shakes for a while. The original smile on his face suddenly disappears and becomes a sad face. He rubs his hands on his belly and grins: "it's a little painful."

Just now, when he hit Ming with his fist, he felt that he was not hitting a person, but a very hard wall. His fists in the fight were paralyzed. Moreover, the wall is much harder than any rock. Even the granite will break in front of its own fighting spirit, but the tall guy just said something painful.

The elder did not know that he could not believe it was true. He told himself secretly that hallucination must be hallucination. Even if the other side was Warcraft, what kind of Warcraft could carry his fist with his body? Even the legendary holy dragon can't do it. Of course, he didn't know that the defense power of the man in front of him was also incomparable with that of the holy dragon.

In order to test his illusion just now, elder Weiming launched another attack. This time, it was no longer a tentative blow. He slipped forward, showing his flexibility completely different from his age. In such a short distance, he even took a remnant shadow. Countless shadow with a beautiful arc went straight to Ming's body.

Both of them were born in juzong. The move of elder Weiming immediately showed his strength. Compared with the leader of juzong who didn't listen to the wind, his fighting spirit was much stronger. It seemed that his attack speed was extremely fast, but every punch was real and there was no empty move.

At the same time, at least hundreds of blows hit Ming's whole body in different positions without any fancy, and most of them were the key points. For a moment, the thump was loud, and the purple air diffused around Ming's body. After he was transformed into human form, his body about three meters high tilted forward and backward, and swayed with the strength of the fist.

However, no matter how much Ming's body shakes, he always stands there. His feet seem to grow on the ground, and there is no trace of moving. The fierce roar makes the look on his face change in all sorts of strange ways. He frowns and smiles, and even more is the way he looks after releasing his pleasure.

Go all out to blow out a hundred fists. The purple shadow flashed. The elder was ten meters away from his face. Although his face had not changed, his chest was also slightly undulating. He can't bear the heavy consumption of fighting spirit. In the hundred fist bombardment, Weiming found that the opponent was as hard as a rock, no matter where he was, no matter whether he was crucial or not. However, Weiming still had great confidence in his fist. He believed that even though the opponent seemed to be OK on the surface, he should have been injured by his heavy fist. In the face of this guy who would not fight back, he would only be beaten, He didn't even have to use a sword. The victory will show soon.

Mingming looks at Weiming who is retreating, moves his head, makes a toothache rattle at his neck, opens his mouth and spits out a purplish breath. He says something that makes Weiming almost spit blood, "it's so cool. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time. It's so comfortable! Do you want to continue? "

"You..." This time, his face changed. He found that his opponent was a pervert. Is he OK? No, he won't. He must be holding on. In order to prove his idea, he stood in the same place, staring at Ming, waiting for him to show his injured appearance. However, soon he was disappointed, Ming also stood there looking at him, which has a trace of pain.

In fact, Ming didn't mean to be angry. In terms of defense, Mountain Giants and war beasts are the real leaders of all Warcraft, not to mention the purple attack power of Ming. Even if the real sub God attack is here, it may not bring him much damage. And the super strong defense also led to some problems. The body was extremely insensitive to external stimulation. It was not clear that the fists that bombarded him just now had enough purple level seven fighting spirit. It was like giving Ming a whole body massage. From small to large, it was the first time for him to experience this comfortable feeling, and he subconsciously said what he felt.

Seeing that the elder didn't seem to have the intention to fight again, he remembered that he was here to fight instead of massage. He said honestly, "since you don't hit me, I'll hit you. YesMing's noumenon has only one single purpose, but when he changes into human form, he naturally becomes human's eyes. At this time, a strange blue purple halo suddenly appears on his big eyes. Then, a scene that surprised the eldest brother of Weiming happened. Ming's blue and purple eyes moved on his face and moved to the center at the same time.

So, what's going on?

Soon, a pair of Ming's eyes have fused into one eye, which is a circle bigger than the previous two eyes, flashing strange blue purple halo, staring at the unknown.

Kara, a twisted blue purple lightning flash from the one eye, the speed of lightning is too fast, and because of the change on Ming's face, there is no chance to dodge, he was immediately bombarded by the blue purple lightning.

Elder Weiming didn't lose face. At least after he was attacked by Ming, he didn't leave the same place as when he was hit by his fist. However, the elder now has completely changed into a different one.

The original pale yellow and simple robe has become burnt black, including his exposed skin. The most funny thing is his hair. The original silver white hair is neatly combed in the back of his head, but it is completely blown up, standing up like a steel needle.

Is Ye Saiya's speechless monologue in this legend

Ming turns to grin at Ye Yinzhu, "I won. I'm afraid he can't move. It'll be all right in half an hour. His fighting strength is enough to protect himself from being really hurt by my thunder and lightning. "

"I haven't lost yet." The unknown voice suddenly sounded. Under the thunder and lightning attack of Ming Dynasty, he was really paralyzed, but the fighting spirit of Donglong bazong was different after all. With his own strong strength, although his appearance changed greatly, he didn't suffer much damage in essence. At this time, he was frantically stimulating the fighting spirit in his body, and his body had recovered certain action ability.

Ming frowned, "you lost, there's no need to continue. Don't you understand? " As he said that, his one eye merged into one again flashed the light of thunder and lightning, but this time, the light of thunder and lightning was white.

Wei Ming stood there, looking at the light in Ming Ming's eyes. Of course, he knew what it was. The same light had appeared before when elder Meiqing used a cut of cold plum. Ming didn't have any appearance of accumulating power, just casually revealed the color of terror. He didn't know that he had lost. At the same time, he didn't realize until now that the enemy in front of him was probably the strongest among the four alien clans of the other Qin City! This guy who looks simple and honest is a fool at all.

When elder Weiming refused Ye Yinzhu's good intention to help him return to his own side, and hobbled back to the side of Donglong bazong, the newly established Donglong empire was completely silent. Not only the strongmen of Donglong bazong, but also the disciples of each sect showed disappointment and some special light.

Just after the establishment of the Empire, it has not really demonstrated its strength on the mainland. In this Qin City alone, it has received such a strong challenge from other ethnic groups, six battles and four losses. They can't accept the result, even ye Yinzhu, as a referee, is a little surprised. Of course, ye Yinzhu also knows that it is more important to achieve such a result because the four alien clans of Qin City have sent out all the strongest ones, and the competition will not be so easy in the future. Apart from Shan and Lei, who can win a victory by virtue of their special ability, no one in Qin City can compete with the master level masters of Donglong eight sects. But if ye Yinzhu can achieve the result of five to five, it will be easier to resolve the contradiction between the two sides, show each other's strength in front of each other, and get the respect of the other side. He put forward the way to win these ten games with good intentions.

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