Ming Fei really looked at him with interest: "What is it?"
"It turns out that you are such a formidable opponent. Forgive me for underestimating you. Not only do you have supernatural power-level strength, but you are even qualified to enter the top ten. I really didn't know Mount Tai before."
"Don't say that." Ming Feizhen frowned: "It's like, I've already lost."
"It's not too far."
Luo Ming laughed softly.
"For a powerful opponent, I usually have more than one means to choose from."
"What did you say?"
"Not true!!"
Shen Yiren's voice was not loud, but it reached Ming Feizhen's ears, and Ming Feizhen looked up.
Seeing her eager figure appearing not far away, seeing her weak face as if she was about to cry, a cloud of mist in Mingfei's heart suddenly became clear.
She said anxiously: "I can't fight anymore, this is Luo Ming's trick!"
At the same time, Luo Ming's words also rang in his ears.
"You still carry that love stone with you."
"Not true! Can you hear it? Not true!"
Shen Yiren's words could no longer be heard.
In Ming Feizhen's eyes, he has completely lost his focus. His limbs were completely immobile, like a puppet.
"You mentioned it, let's live and die. Then... go to die."
Luo Ming approached a little and waved his palm.
Ming Feizhen rose up on the wind and fell into the Divine Refinement Casting Cauldron.
Chapter 113 The Demon Extermination Begins
After defeating the strongest opponent, Luo Ming's eyes did not have the excitement and enthusiasm he should have. Watching the enemy's body fall into the cauldron and eventually turn into nothingness. The only thing left in his eyes was the greyness.
"Don't be reconciled, Ming Feizhen..."
Behind Luo Ming, the crowd exclaimed and shouted one after another. But no sound could reach his ears. As if walking alone in a crowded street, still isolated from the world.
"I admit that you are strong. Your martial arts are far stronger than I imagined. I don't know how you have practiced such unparalleled martial arts at such a young age, but I know the price to pay will not be small."
"But the duel of life and death has nothing to do with being strong or not."
"If I've learned anything from my countless failures over the past decade, it's how to actually win an opponent I can't beat."
At the moment when Ming Feizhen's body was about to be completely covered by the waves of fire, a slender figure rushed up at high speed.
Luo Ming stretched out his right hand, as if he was inadvertently pulling it gently, and Shen Yiren fell heavily to the ground. However, Shen Yiren was not surprised, he used his left arm to hold down the impact of falling to the ground, and his right hand still threw a dark stick to the back. The black long knife flew past the top of the cauldron, passing through the flames of the flames, and just poked Mingfeizhen's back collar.
The black long knife continued to be castrated, and it was nailed to the inner wall of the cauldron with Ming Feizhen. Therefore, Ming Feizhen did not fall into the sea of fire, and was suspended above the flame, saving his life for a while.
"He will die sooner or later. Zhu Rong's fire is unusual, with a strong poison. Not to mention how hot the place you think he is, when people put it on it, the internal organs will be roasted. Not to mention people, even The knife that nailed him is a weapon of magic, and it will come loose sooner or later and fall off."
Luo Ming said lightly, as if mocking the futility of everything Shen Yiren did. Then he looked at the young beauty with admiration.
"Using 20% of the power to unload my blow, and 80% of the power to throw a knife to save people. So you can rush past me, and it is also within your calculation. You have drawn up this plan to save people in an instant. Your judgment and calmness are beyond my imagination again. This is the second time I have said this, why don't you follow me? It's really buried under Yuan Shengdi's command to let a talent like you."
"This is the second time I've said this."
Shen Yiren coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, but she wiped it off with the back of her hand indifferently, her eyes unintentionally revealing a tyrannical look that she hadn't noticed herself.
"Fuck you."
Luo Ming laughed without hesitation.
At this time, most of the people in the audience began to make a mess, and no one knew what happened. Why did the duel between Scum Immortal and Luo Ming end in an instant after such a fierce confrontation. And Luo Ming actually killed the killer immediately. Shen Yiren's rescue is another mystery that cannot be solved.
Jin Caitan, who was knocked off the stage by Ming Feizhen and Luo Ming due to the strong wind just now, finally returned, but the situation on stage was beyond his comprehension. The scumbag who is the winner of this competition is now hanging on Zhu Rongding, and he doesn't know how to live or die.
However, he saw Luo Ming's indifferent smile, and he was humane to Shen Yi.
"You look like your father."
Shen Yiren never thought that he would say this, and for a moment even forgot where he was.
"A lot of people might say you look a lot like your mother. They're right, if it's about temper."
Luo Ming looked at Shen Yiren's face, as if recalling the past: "But they all ignored that your subtlety and calmness, and the fact that you are always unexpected at critical moments, are exactly the same as your father Wuzheng. Even they ignored it, the corners of your brows and eyes, the domineering arrogance in the tranquility, are exactly the same as that person."
"...Do you know my father?" After a long time, Shen Yiren could only say these words.
"Many people can't understand why Qianhe is like your father and undisputed son, proud of Fanglin, and will eventually marry your mother. In my opinion, they are a match made in heaven." Luo Ming said and turned around. , walked away slowly: "You have the characteristics of the two of them, which reminds me a lot of the past. It would be nice if you joined me."
There was a lot of regret in the language, but I didn't feel much regret, so I walked away.
Shen Yiren gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you have won the whole game?"
"Shen Yiren." Luo Ming didn't stop, he still walked straight, but his voice came directly into Shen Yiren's ears, "Your plan didn't work out. I know you better than you think."
"Let me tell you what will happen. The martial arts army you rebelled against will be hesitant because of my testimony. Then my people will take advantage of it. The poison king is also on my side. When it comes time to fight , you know what will happen. As for the rescue of the Yuan Shengdi. I can tell you directly, the four swords of wind, rain, thunder and fire are guarding him. If you can beat them, you might as well go directly."
"Do you think the hurried method will be successful?"
"I have been preparing for this day for ten years. I tortured myself so that I don't look like a ghost or a ghost. I let go of my swordsman's self-esteem, let go of my position as the head of the Luo family, and became a villain."
"I don't have time to pay attention to you little characters. You are not even resistance in front of me. I want to finish this sword, and no one can stop me."
He walked straight to the side where the cauldron was cast by the refining god, which represented one thing—the sword gallbladder had been cast.
He was to complete the final steps of the forging.
"Disciples of the Luo family obey orders."
Luo Mingdao walked into the casting room.
"Yes."
"Control anyone who wants to get out of here."
"Anyone who makes a change can be killed."
On the seat of Wutong Jin Yuxuan, Huofeng paced back and forth. From the very beginning of the game, they were completely marginalized by Luo Mingxing. I want to know that Luo Ming is worried that her big sister will take off the laurel before using the trick.