In the void, a claw shadow suddenly passed through, covering all directions with a roaring power.
A strong Yang character.
Just looking at the power he displayed the moment he took action, you knew that this person's cultivation had reached the realm of Yangpin. Although he is not at the peak of Yangpin like Xiaoxiaosheng, he should not be underestimated.
Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instantly entered a state of unity between heaven and man.
However, just when he wanted to avoid it as usual, a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.
The footsteps paused, and Ouyang Ming did not dodge, but directly stretched out his hand to meet the claw.
He Defu's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of a sinister smile on his face. This kid is really asking for his own death.
However, at the next moment, he immediately felt an indescribable pressure being released from Ouyang Ming's body. This pressure was so powerful that it actually gave him a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.
The extremely powerful claw in mid-air was immediately compromised, and even his figure swayed slightly.
"Snapped!"
Fists and claws clashed, Ouyang Ming's body trembled slightly and he took a few steps back.
However, in contrast, He Defu didn't get any advantage. His figure also retreated rapidly, and even staggered before he could stand firm when he landed.
He stared at Ouyang Ming with his eyes widened, full of disbelief.
He is a dignified Yang-level warrior, but he did not gain any advantage in a head-to-head confrontation with a Yin-level warrior.
Moreover, there was still a faint hint of fear in his heart. The evil energy released from Ouyang Ming could directly affect his state of mind, causing him to be shaken and unable to exert his full strength.
Ouyang Ming's eyes were slightly bright, and there was a smile on his lips.
Sure enough, when he releases his spiritual power, it can have a huge impact on the warrior, thereby weakening the opponent's strength.
Although Ouyang Ming has encountered many powerful people before, not to mention Yang-level warriors, even the ancestors of the extreme path.
However, the reason why he was able to fight against these strong men was not relying on pure strength, but relying on various skills and equipment.
For him, it was the first time for him to have a head-on fight with a Yang-level warrior.
The result after hard work made him very satisfied.
He Defu's face turned slightly pale, he roared angrily, his body flashed, and he rushed over again like a ghost.
Being forced to retreat by a Yin-grade warrior would be a huge loss of face. He must bring this situation back, otherwise, he would become the laughing stock of everyone.
However, Ouyang Ming still refused to evade and punched him in the chest.
Accompanying this punch was an even stronger mental impact.
Ouyang Ming's mental power is extremely powerful, but he still cannot turn his mental power into substance to attack. However, relying on the fist momentum can elevate the momentum to an unreasonable level.
He Defu's body suddenly froze, although in his heart he wanted to skin Ouyang Ming, a boy who didn't know how to lift himself up. But just as he was halfway through the attack, Ouyang Ming's fists released intense and terrifying pressure.
At the moment when he felt this pressure, He Defu actually felt like he was facing the ancestor of the Jida.
He seemed to recall the feeling when the ancestor of the He family showed his anger when he made a big mistake in front of the Jida ancestor for the first time.
It was a feeling that was enough to completely break his spirit.
Fortunately, He Defu has rich experience, and his decades of experience played a vital role at the critical moment, allowing him to stand firmly and not become trembling because of it.
However, this powerful pressure still had a huge impact on him.
Whether it was the movement of his body or the power of his fists, he could hardly exert even half of his power.
"Snapped!"
Ouyang Ming's punch came as expected, hitting He Defu hard.
There was no change in his punch, he just swung it forward.
However, as the saying goes, the power of this simple punch has reached an astonishing level.
He Defu's body was still under the pressure of mental power, so his reaction was a little slow. Although he managed to avoid it, he was still hit in the shoulder.
He groaned miserably, pushed a little harder on his toes, and immediately rose into the air, flying backwards.
As soon as he was ten feet away from Ouyang Ming, He Defu couldn't help but let out a long breath, and the terrifying feeling that was weighing in his heart like a nightmare suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Ouyang Ming secretly cried out that it was a pity. Although he could attach his spiritual power to his fists, there was a distance limit.
Once it exceeds ten feet, the impact on other people will be minimal.
He Defu landed on his feet and moved his shoulders. He let out a strange scream and charged forward again.
However, when he entered ten feet around Ouyang Ming, that feeling of panic resurfaced again. Under this pressure, his movements became stiff again and his limbs became weak, as if he had suffered a serious illness.
Ouyang Ming was unyielding and punched him, but still hit his other arm.
Although he also had the opportunity to kill, after learning about the grudge between He and Ni's family, he no longer had the intention to kill them all.
He Defu bared his teeth and flew back again, quickly escaping from Ouyang Ming.
This time, he stood firmly and looked at Ouyang Ming with an indescribable awe in his eyes. However, no matter how ferocious he behaved, those feet refused to take another step forward.
Ouyang Ming smiled proudly, as he expected, this kind of spiritual power attached to boxing has endless magical uses.
Even if he doesn't use the realm of unity of heaven and man, he can still suppress the strong Yang level by simulating the aura of the ancestor of the extreme path.
After all, the momentum released by his fist at this time was so powerful that it was not inferior to that of the Jida ancestor.
Looking at the stern-looking He Defu, Ouyang Ming said with a smile: "Mr. He, do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll take my leave."
He Defu's lips wriggled a few times, and when he was about to speak, he saw Ouyang Ming's face darken as he took a step forward.
Like a frightened bird, he immediately retreated quickly towards the rear. However, when he retreated a few feet, he realized that Ouyang Ming had only taken one step, and then looked at him with a sarcastic look.
"You! How dare you play with me!" He Defu shouted angrily.
Ouyang Ming sneered, ignored his roar, turned around and left.
Seeing Ouyang Ming leaving gracefully, He Defu was so angry that he clenched his fists and then clenched them again. However, no matter how angry he was, he did not dare to follow him.
But, it kept roaring in his heart.
Ouyang Ming, I will never let you have an easy time!
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He let go and continued running on the road.
However, Ouyang Ming's mood was much better at this moment. The initial depression had almost disappeared in the battle with He Defu. Sometimes, fighting is a really good way to vent.
Back in the military camp, Old Jiangtou and others already knew that he was about to leave for the capital, so they were naturally reluctant to leave him.
Master Lu even asked without hesitation: "Master Ou, have you calculated the engraved runes on other weapons?"
Ouyang Ming glared at him and said angrily: "It only takes a few days, even if the gods come, they can't do it!"
Master Lu said politely: "I am impatient, Master Ou, don't mind."
The old craftsman coughed lightly and said, "Master Lu didn't think about the meal in order to engrave the runes. Even if he is a little impatient, it is understandable."
Ouyang Ming said quickly: "Old man, I have no complaints."
"real?"
"Really." Ouyang Ming said confidently: "I dare to lie to others, how dare I lie to you?"
The old craftsman snorted softly: "You are such a thief, how long have you been lying to me?"
Ouyang Ming's face turned red and he said, "Old man, please show mercy."
Master Lu looked at them with envy. This old man was probably the only one who could scold Ouyang Ming so brazenly.
"Master Ou, you are finally back." With a loud laugh, Li Xinfan came after hearing the news. He asked straight to the point: "Master Ou, are you ready?"
Ouyang Ming solemnly said: "You can leave at any time."
He originally had no intention of going to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit, but after learning that the royal family had powerful people who could deal with spiritual beasts, his attitude changed drastically.
Li Xinfan chuckled lightly and said: "Master Ou, the general manager of IKEA Pavilion has a message. They heard that you are coming to Beijing, so they want to invite you to participate in the ten-year treasure tasting conference. What do you think? "
"Pinbao Conference, what is that?" Ouyang Ming asked puzzledly.
Li Xinfan looked solemn and said: "It was a grand gathering of all kinds of treasures. Many big-name blacksmiths would forge magic weapons on the spot. It was an unprecedented event." He paused and said: "Master Ou , if you can come out on top in the treasure competition, then the probability of the Holy Emperor adopting the inscribed runes will be much greater."
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled and said in surprise: "Won't the Holy One accept it?"
Li Xinfan smiled bitterly and said: "The forging of armaments is too involved. Even if the Holy Emperor wants to make changes, it is not that easy." He shook his head and sighed: "Those with vested interests, He will not give up his persistence easily.”
Although he is the leader of the army in Fucheng, there are some things that he cannot decide.
Ouyang Ming took a deep look at him, and he vaguely knew that the changes in weapons and equipment might not be smooth sailing.
However, at this time, he had made up his mind. No matter what difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would kick them away and defeat them completely.
Looking up into the distance, his eyes seemed to have seen the Chaos Cave again: "Sister Ying, remember, wait for me..."