Qin Ming pressed down the purple gold hammer of the flower sledgehammer, walked outside the store by himself, and clasped his fists at the little prince Han Wuyang: "I have heard about the name of the little prince for a long time, and we finally meet today. [0↑九△小↓说△网] It's Lu Yao, I wonder if there is a chance to ask the little prince for advice on two tricks?"
Han Wuyang sat on Leijiaoyi's horse and looked at him with downcast eyes. "Which sect?"
"Master is a casual cultivator."
Han Wuyang didn't speak anymore, and he didn't pay any attention to it, he was not interested anymore.
Such a person is not qualified to be his opponent.
He is a majestic little prince of the Eagle Palace, there are too many people who want to challenge him, will he fight against anyone who comes out casually? joke!
Qin Ming stood outside the shop holding his fists for a while, seeing that Han Wuyang didn't even bother to look at him, and wasn't annoyed, he smiled lightly and turned to the bald man next to him: "Could it be that the little prince is worried about making a fool of himself before entering the imperial city?" ? Am I qualified enough? Let your guard try."
Hua Dachui rubbed the bruised arm that was clutched by Qin Ming. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still said something for him: "This is my good friend, you may not be his opponent."
Yan Luo cast a look at Han Wuyang, and sent someone to try out this kid's background. Hua Dahui is arrogant and arrogant, and rarely makes friends. Does it look like he is going to bring him back to the imperial city this time
"Little prince, let me come!" The bald man put down the pale coffin, saluted Han Wuyang, and jumped off the thunderhorn winged horse. He was wrapped in black chains all over his body. At this moment, he looked like a resurrected black snake, automatically Leaving the body, walking on the surface of the strong body, there is a crisp sound, which looks very evil: "Eagle Palace, Wang Zhong!"
Qin Ming suddenly became violent and did not answer. He rushed to Wang Zhong swiftly, raised his fists to face the blow, his gangster roared, and there was a rumbling and thundering sound. [Zero↑Nine△Small↓Shuo△Net]
"What about your martial arts, do you want to fight with your fists?" Wang Zhong sneered, swung his right hand violently, and the chains boiled, like dozens of black snakes, rushing fiercely. The chains were black and heavy, steaming violently At the same time, the number of chains on his body doubled, as if appearing out of nowhere, more and more, surged up and down, like a torrent of black iron surging through his body.
A fierce air swept the street.
The crowd on both sides of the street retreated one after another, and even the Thunderhorn Winged Horse neighed uncomfortably.
The guards of the palace on Lei Jiaoyi's horse all grinned, they were overconfident guys.
Facing dozens of black chains rushing towards his face, Qin Ming didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging. He killed him in an instant and punched hard, without fancy, just that punch.
Everyone exclaimed, as if they saw the scene where his arm was crushed by the chains.
but…
Boom!
The group of chains of the critical attack suddenly hit the thick steel plate, shattered in an instant, and scattered in all directions, the momentum of the strong attack was suddenly scattered.
Wang Zhong's face changed again and again, and he retreated decisively, but Qin Ming followed up like lightning, somersaulted in the air, flipped 360 degrees, and his right leg swept out like a long whip, accompanied by gusts of wind. The loud noise forced the chains around Wang Zhong back. Due to the force of the impact, Qin Ming's clothes were broken and scattered on his legs.
Boom! Qin Ming's sweeping leg slammed onto his body firmly.
Wang Zhong flew out sideways and crashed into the nearby restaurant.
Han Wu Yang Nong frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with Wang Zhong's performance.
hateful!
Wang Zhong was furious, and Lao Tzu was humiliated in public before he made a formal move. Boy, you are courting death!
However…
There was a crisp sound, and the street seemed to freeze.
Qin Ming caught up with Wang Zhong, who was flying across the sky, and clasped his thick ankles with his hands like iron tongs.
Wang Zhong was taken aback, and grabbed my foot? Are you sick in the head? Isn't this sent to your door to seek death? He reacted very quickly, all the chains on his body were broken off, and he rushed towards the ankles scrambling to shoot, and the dark pressure set off several meters high, like a wave of black iron, trying to submerge and knock Qin Ming away.
But in the next second, the audience exclaimed, and everyone opened their mouths. At the same time as Wang Zhong counterattacked, Qin Ming exerted all his strength, grabbed his ankle and slammed it up fiercely, and blasted towards the ground.
rumble!
Even the man and the chain hit the hard stone floor, the whole street trembled three times, the gravel splashed, and this was not over, Qin Ming grabbed his ankle tightly, and turned again, left and right, right and left, left and right , bang bang bang, pumping on the ground like a sack.
"Ah!"
"You... ah..."
"stop!"
"open!"
"I do... you... ah..."
Wang Zhong screamed and roared, but in the continuous rapid flipping and impact, the sound was intermittent, it was miserable.
Everyone was dizzy for a while, fierce! This is the first time I have seen such a 'discussion', this is simply not treating this bald man as a human being.
Hua Qingyi covered her mouth in surprise, knowing that 'Lu Yao' was a bit violent, but that was when she collided with the spirit monster, this time she was a real person.
"Hey... can you still fight like this?" Hua Sledgehammer was happy, cool! !
Qin Ming rounded him thirty-three times in one breath, until the ground was in tatters, until the blood splattered, until the chains were all scattered, Qin Ming let out a muffled snort, and the volley wheel made a full circle, and threw it at Han Wuyang.
A guard vacated from Leijiao's winged horse, grabbed Wang Zhong, and rolled back onto the winged horse's back.
Wang Zhong was drooping half dead, his head was bleeding and his clothes were torn. They were surprised that they could be smashed like this through the spiritual shield and the chain? It shouldn't be! Especially the ankle part, it was twisted by him, obviously the bones were broken.
All the people in the palace are angry, is this a grudge? !
At this time, there were exclamations from both sides of the street.
Qin Ming rushed over again, heading straight for Han Wuyang in front!
"The boy wants to die!" All the guards were furious and wanted to teach him a lesson.
"My lord, am I qualified?" Qin Ming stomped into the air while running wildly, and went straight up to five meters and a half in the air, attracting the audience's attention. At this moment, dense thunder and lightning aroused all over his body, with fierce and crisp sounds, Chi Liang ran wildly, and rushed towards Han Wuyang tumbling.
"I don't know how to live or die!" Han Wuyang pushed his palm high into the sky, his five fingers spread wide, and an astonishingly bright light emerged from his palm. His long hair and clothes were windless and automatic, his aura rose, and mysterious lines appeared between his eyebrows. There was a loud bang, Han Wuyang's palm burst into a sky-high glare, and it flooded Qin Ming in an instant.
The tide of light is like the scorching sun, illuminating the streets, and many people are unable to open their eyes. They are not ordinary light, but countless light needles, tens of millions of them, gathered into a wave of light, and each light needle has a powerful piercing power. When these numbers gather together, the lethality can be imagined You know, even the spiritual power shield can't stop it.
Earth-level martial arts! The vicissitudes of life collapsed!
"Rainstorm and thunderstorm!" Qin Ming's accumulated thunder and lightning exploded, and the indiscriminate lightning glow raged and swept across. After entering the fourth heaven, his strength increased greatly. The lethal martial arts of rainstorm and thunderstorm are more large-scale, like a giant thunderstorm. The ball roared high in the sky, accompanied by dozens of thunder whips sweeping inside, barely holding back Han Wuyang's light tide.
Huh? Hua Sledgehammer was surprised, what a strong Lei Wei! Isn't he physical
Um? Han Wuyang's eyes changed slightly, and the next moment, Qin Ming knocked Guangchao away and appeared directly in front of him. With his right fist rounded, he punched more than ten times, like a meteor flying across the sky, densely packed.
Han Wuyang was shocked and not confused, and he didn't bother to talk to him. He just won a bodyguard. If I say that he is not qualified, he is not qualified.
The Thunder Horn Winged Horse had been frightened a long time ago, before it could be ordered to stand up, its wings vibrated violently, and it jumped into the air forcibly, narrowly dodging the fists.
"You're not finished? Get the hell out of me." The guards were annoyed, the little prince is also something you can challenge? They stirred up martial arts to teach Qin Ming who had fallen to the ground.
"Normal martial arts competition! Who dares to intervene? Shameless!" Hua Sledgehammer roared loudly, shaking the streets.
Qin Ming fell to the ground, ignoring anyone, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he expected Han Wuyang to dodge. His right hand clasped the Thunderhorn Winged Horse's hind hoof like lightning, and the Shura Saber that had been gathered in his palm forcibly broke into its body.
Thunderhorn Winged Horse was about to resist, but his consciousness was forcibly invaded, and with a neighing sound, his consciousness spun.
Qin Ming clenched it tightly, exerted all his strength, and with a loud roar, the sound was like thunder, and the thunderhorn winged horse smashed into the street from mid-air.
This time, Han Wuyang could no longer maintain his demeanor, his body lost his balance, and with the winged horse overturned, he almost flung himself off. But after all, he had experienced many battles, and in the panic, he pushed his palm on the back of the winged horse, forcibly controlled his body, and tumbled to the ground. He looked embarrassed, and stood up: "Take it down for me..."
However…
Qin Ming appeared by his side and sneered: "Little prince! Are you qualified? If you don't make a move, you have no chance!"
Han Wuyang's complexion changed drastically, but before he could dodge, Qin Ming grabbed his neck, took him off the ground, and slammed him hard to the ground.
(The fifth watch is here! There will be two more updates around 7:00 p.m., so stay tuned!)