Under the shock of Liu Ming's body, the blackness of his body became thick and thick. Between the black gas rolling, two dark foggy dragons and a misty tiger condensed out, drowning his figure.

"噗噗" sounded again and again!

The gray sword silk was stabbed into the black air, and was immediately entangled by the dragon and the tiger, then swallowed and disappeared.

Luo Wei saw this, his face was a bit ugly, and he screamed, and his hands and windmills repeatedly played more than ten laws.

The gray Jianguang lighted up several times in the storm, and it flashed into a giant wolf illusion, and the eyes flashed fiercely, suddenly slamming down to Liu Ming.

"Sword gasification?"

In the black fog below, Liu Ming’s heart is a glimpse. This can be counted as a very deep sword of the sword. He only saw it twice when he played against Shatongtian. He never thought of this person. meeting.

"No, no!"

Liu Ming’s eyes were slightly under his eyes, and he even found clues.

This is not a sword-shaped shape, although it is very similar, but the gray giant wolf does not have the unique sword of the sword.

The same gray sword light is also the same, just like a sword, or he will be easily shaken by him.

It seems that this Luo is not a sword repair, it should be that this sword is accompanied by some magical powers like sword repair.

The gray giant wolf is like lightning, just a shadong, and Liu Ming’s head is not enough, and a big mouth is one, and the head of Liu Ming’s head is bitten down.

Luo Yan’s eyes flashed a cold smile, as if he had seen Liu Ming being seriously injured. A scene of pleading for mercy.

Liu Ming’s expressionless one-armed one lifted up, and then five fingers. The billowing black gas suddenly condensed out on the palm of the hand, and turned into a **** giant hand, and the five fingers and one combined, they grabbed the neck of the giant wolf.

If the five fingers are like a hook, let the giant wolf struggle and get out of it.

When Luo Hao saw this, he was shocked. He hurriedly rushed his hands and tried to spur the huge waves to escape.

But this is, Liu Ming has already made a lawsuit with one hand. The other hand emptied.

After the fierce mourning of the giant wolf, the body was instantly crushed by the black gas giant palm, and immediately revealed the gray sword body, and twisted and twisted in the black gas, struggling.

Under the shock of Luo Wei, his hands were lingering and screaming, trying to push the spirits out of bondage. However, after the black-handed hand suddenly tightened, the spirit could not move.

"seal"

Liu Ming snorted, and each of his hands made a few different ways, and after a pair of hands, he rushed into the sky.

Suddenly his fingertips spurred countless black runes and wrapped the gray swords. And after some interweaving, formed a mysterious array.

The next moment, the black character flashed into the blade.

"啪哒" a short while, the gray long sword squandered and disappeared. It fell on the platform and there was no reaction.

"Seal?" The deacon in the middle of the sky sees this. Some unexpected self-talking.

This is exactly the way that Liu Ming was aware of a temporary imprisonment spirit when he was at the time of refining. He generally only used his own mana and spiritual power to surpass each other, and he only used it when he had the upper hand.

The onlookers under the ringade were also amazed at the moment.

Luo Xin’s heart was cold, and he looked at the opposite Liu Ming with an unbelievable look.

At this time, Liu Ming’s mouth was slightly tilted, and after a blurred shape, it suddenly disappeared into place.

Luo Wei was shocked to see this, but it has not yet reacted. A black figure has appeared on his side, followed by a black-filled fist.

The fist has not yet reached the body, and an invisible force has already come to the fore.

Luo Yan's face was white, and his hand flashed gray. There was already a silver-white round shield with a densely-printed mysterious and mysterious pattern. Under the urging of the mana, it rose several times and blocked it before the fist.

"Bang" a loud noise, Luo Wei holding the shield of the hand squeaking and trembled, and took a few steps back to stand firm.

"you……"

Looking at Liu Ming's body shape emerged in the black gas rolling, Luo Yan's face is full of stunned color, looking down at the shield on his hand, his face is white.

On the silver shield, he left a shallow punch.

When he saw Liu Yan's figure again blurred again, he panicked and slammed his blood on the shield.

Under the urging of the silver shield, the silver awning suddenly flourished, and at the same time, Luo 耿 also exuded the glaring gray body 罡 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Luo Wei was wrapped in it.

Luo Wei hid in the shield, the whole body protection was strict and the face was slightly better.

At this time, the black light flashed, Liu Ming has appeared in front of the transparent shield, and the black gas trembled without saying anything, suddenly wrapped around the fist, forming a black tiger head.

After a tiger's whistle, the black fist shadow hits

With a bang, a deep punch appeared on the transparent ball shield.

"No, it's impossible..." Rosie said incredibly low.

At this time, the second fist swayed and hit the same place.

Under the sway of the transparent shield, a crack in the spider web suddenly appeared.

In the desperate eyes of Luo Wei, the third punch came to an end, and the transparent steel ball split open.

At the same time, he was pale and vomited with a mouthful of blood.

The body's suffocating suffocation was smashed, and under the influence of mana, it naturally suffered considerable damage, and the whole person suddenly became sluggish.

A touch of volatility together!

A dark-eyed ghost appeared on the top of Luo's head, and it flashed down.

Luo Wei’s body moved a bit and seemed to want to dodge, but his previous inability was unclear, and his body’s mana was still stagnant, and where he could hide.

"Boom".

The black big hand hits Luo's shoulder, letting his sandbag fly backwards, hitting the light curtain on the platform, and slowly slipping down. The whole person has been comatose.

"This battle. Liu Ming won!" The long-shoulder man looked at Liu Ming with his surprised eyes and immediately appeared in the light curtain, and immediately announced the result.

"Luo Shi brother actually lost..." The disciples of the floating Hongyuan in the audience face each other, and it seems that it is difficult to accept this result.

Liu Ming took the black spirits on his body and took a ritual to the elders. After leaving the ceremony, he left the theater and flew in the direction of Dongfu.

As a result, Fang Yi came to the front of the Dongfu Gate, and a thin young man with a graceful appearance was waiting there. At the first glance, it was Yu Xin who had a relationship with Liu Ming when he was assigned to Dongfu.

"Congratulations to Liu Liuxiong's flag to win, and to win back Dongfu!" Yu Xin looked up at Liu Ming, and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Yu brother's news is very good." Liu Ming sees this, quietly said.

"In the next time I learned that Liu Xiong won, I will immediately come to help to re-arrange the ownership of Dongfu." Yu Xin said with a smile.

"Then there will be Lao Yuxiong." Liu Ming said, taking off the Toho token from the waist, and letting the other party re-print a few spiritual lines, then they rushed through the gate of the cave and immediately opened themselves.

"Liu brother is not polite, since the Dongfu is properly, he will leave before he will go down." Yu Xinchao Liu Ming was quite respectful and he left.

In the next less than half a day, Luo Xiao, the fifth-ranked Xiaobi, was quickly defeated by the outside disciple Liu Ming, and it quickly spread from the floating house, causing a sensation.

It didn't take long for another big news to spread quickly among the outside disciples.

On the list of life and death, the thirteenth yin and yang giant force demon is also killed by the outside disciple named Liu Ming. It is said that someone has gone to the death and death hall to confirm the authenticity of this news, and it has caused some Attention to people.

......

Among the main halls of Cui Yunfeng, the boy of the moon and the man of the surname Lu are also talking about something.

"Oh, so to say, Changyangfang City has recently had a lot of big things happening." The man surnamed Lu, sitting on the main seat, asked faintly.

"This is the case, except for the unknown master of alchemy, the yin and yang giant force magic also appeared in the vicinity of the city, and also killed several native disciples. But fortunately, the last Liu Ming smoothly smashed it. Killed, otherwise the reputation of this door in Changyangfang City may receive no small impact." The next month's boy, sighed, said.

The man surnamed Lu heard the words and nodded his head.

"This Liuming, a few years ago, was still in the middle of condensate. Now it has been cultivated to the late stage of condensate. It can also kill the yin and yang giant force magic, and in the tourmaline magic palace also persisted to the end, the strength seems to be still in the sky sword The peak of the sand above the sky. If it is to cultivate a certain, perhaps ..." Haoyue boy said with a flash of light.

"That Liu Ming's actual combat ability is indeed a good performance, but unfortunately it is only three spirits, and it is as fast as the growth, and most of them use the means of quick success and instant benefit. As a result, the cultivation road is almost cut off and entered. The possibility of the crystallization period is less than one in ten thousand. There is really not much value for cultivation. Soon after, it is the external door ratio. I will choose one or two other well-disciplined disciples among them. The potential is definitely not comparable to Liu Ming. The man named Lu shook his head, and some did not agree.

I heard the man surnamed Lu say this, and nodded in the month of the month, but it is not good to say anything.

......

Within one of the halls of the misty peaks, more than a dozen disciples of the floating peaks are sitting on the futons at the end of the gathering, listening to a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged at the forefront, explaining a secret technique. .

After talking about it for a while, the old man stopped and let the disciples realize themselves.

Indigo was sitting on a futon in the back position, and a scroll on his hand was filled with all kinds of complicated runes, holding his chin with one hand, and he was thinking about what he thought.

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)