Chapter 22: Lin Xiaowu runaway

"Who dares to make trouble in my Kamikaze Hotel!"
As soon as Zhou Ming found Ming Xuanyang's room number, a large group of security guards from the Kamikaze Hotel surrounded the front desk.
After Zhou Ming could practice Yuan Qi, he became extremely sensitive to Yuan Qi. Feeling the looming fluctuations in the source of these security guards, the expression on his face immediately became dignified, he was in the wolf den.
"Say! Who sent you here?"
Leading a strong middle-aged man asked Zhou Ming in a deep voice, with a strong will to fight brewing in his eyes.
"Talking so much nonsense, fight as long as you want! Can you let me go if you say it?"
Zhou Ming was too lazy to waste time with them. He twisted his body and blasted a blasting fist full of Yuan Qi on the marble countertop, and a large amount of rubble and stone chips exploded around.
Upon seeing this, the security guards retreated to prevent accidental injury by sharp rocks. Zhou Ming has noticed that the cultivation base of these security guards is similar to his, and many of them may have lower cultivation bases than him. This is a kind of qualitative and quantitative suppression of strength. He could not feel this suppression before he became a Master Yuan Qi. After becoming a Master Yuan Qi, this suppression became very clear.
On Guan Shikun and Mingshuang, Zhou Ming felt a very strong sense of oppression, which was an aura from the inside out, the strong crushing the weak.
To say that the strongest among these people is the strong middle-aged man. Facing the sharp gravel, he did not evade, and with a swing of his muscular arm, he shook away all the gravel flying towards him. He rushed to Zhou Ming and punched him.
Zhou Ming's eyes widened, and the source of Qi inside his body kept rushing towards his arm, punching out the same punch.
"Boom!"
There was dull fist clashing, and the two took a step back.
The middle-aged man had a look of surprise on his face. He thought that his punch would at least hurt the young man in front of him, but he didn't expect that the two men would be evenly matched when they first tried.
However, in this pause, a security guard held a swinging stick and slammed it on the back of Zhou Ming's head.
Zhou Ming's eyes were dark, his head buzzed, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. He resisted the feeling of fainting, and the roots of the veins appeared on his forehead. He now deeply realizes that his combat experience is too poor and he has no time to respond to some emergencies.
The middle-aged man hit Zhou Ming's stomach with a backhand elbow, knocking him out.
Zhou Ming spit out bitter water and rolled on the ground a few times. The spasm and pain on his stomach made him unable to stop gasping out. Sure enough, without realizing his fantasy, his strength is about the same as that of beginner Xiaobai. He has a master of cultivation skills, but he has no flexible methods.
Standing up, Zhou Ming allowed his breathing to stabilize. He was looking for the calmness and reaction when his brain overclocked. The four security guards rushed forward, and the swinging sticks in their hands made a "whooping" sound, calling from four different directions.
Concentrate and see their movements clearly. Zhou Ming forced himself to calm down, his eyes locked on the four security guards, and he could see their appearance and movements, every detail of their hands.
The picture is zoomed infinitely. The movements of the four security guards slowed down in Zhou Ming's eyes. The ferocious expressions on their faces, and the trajectory of swinging sticks in their hands, were very subtle. Zhou Ming seized a breakthrough gap and kicked the swinging stick in one of the security guards' hands. At the same time, two blasting punches blasted out, hitting the other two security guards, and then another violent collision. The security guard vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.
The action is done in one go!
There was a sense of enlightenment in Zhou Ming's heart, flaws, flaws in everyone's actions! As long as you seize the flaws, these security guards are nothing to be afraid of!
The heart beats violently, the whole body Yuan Qi speeds up, and the power fills the whole body. Zhou Ming took the initiative to rush to the security guards, blasting punches, many punches, majestically like a mountain, hands and feet opened and closed, three skills were used to the extreme by him. After a while, only the strong middle-aged man was still standing.
"You are the most talented Master Yuan Qi I have ever seen. You have mastered the essentials of battle in less than a few minutes, but if you want to make trouble in the Kamikaze Hotel, I will never allow it."
The sturdy middle-aged man who claimed to be Bai Deng swept his right leg and swept his fierce whip toward Zhou Ming's temple.
Bai Deng's leg was too fast and too fierce, Zhou Ming didn't intend to resist, he leaned back, moved slightly under his feet, and hit Bai Deng's bottom plate with a roundabout kick.
Bai Deng didn't consider Zhou Ming's ability to avoid his whip leg. At this time, he opened the door wide, and he was too late to respond. When he was stunned, Zhou Ming was kicked in the heel and threw himself on the ground.
"Papa! Boom!"
Seeing Bai Deng fall, Zhou Ming will naturally not miss the opportunity, many punches, blasting punches, continuous filling!
"Puff! Our Kamikaze Hotel has a four-star Yuan Qishi sitting, you..."
Jinli wreaks havoc in his body, Bai Deng's lungs trembles, he spouts a mouthful of blood, and faints before he finishes speaking.
The luxurious suite where Ming Xuanyang is located.
The room was covered by a thin layer of ice. Kun San lost one of his left legs and crawled on the ground, "Ming Shao, Ming Shao save me!"
Ming Xuanyang ignored Kun San, he held his right hand palm, and drips of red blood flowed down from his palm. He couldn't imagine that the young girl in front of him would have such a powerful strength.
Before Ming Xuanyang had evil thoughts and wanted to do something wrong with Lin Xiaowu, who knew that his palm just touched Lin Xiaowu's shoulder, Lin Xiaowu suddenly became cold, and a sharp ice edge directly pierced it. Up his palm.
The rope tied to Lin Xiaowu's body was broken by powerful force. She stood up with her eyes closed, and with a wave of one hand, the raging cold erupted, and frost formed in the entire suite.
Kun San picked up the chair to stun Lin Xiaowu, but was cut off by an ice blade that popped out of her left leg.
Ming Xuanyang was surrounded by the endless cold surrounding him, and there was a fear in his heart. Lin Xiaowu at this moment gave him a strong sense of crisis.
Lin Xiaowu still closed her eyes, her head was blue and windless, she walked two steps forward, raising her hand to hold it empty.
"Crack, click..."
A puff of ice thorn burst out without warning, scattered in all directions, indiscriminately!
"help me……"
The blood spattered, Kun San's eyes were unwilling, and the whole person was sieved by the ice thorn.
"Old Shen, save me!"
Ming Xuanyang was shocked when he saw such dense ice thorns attacking him on the spot. He, a small three-star Yuan Qi master, couldn't do anything to face such an attack.
"Stop hurting Master!"
An old man in black stepped out from behind Ming Xuanyang and saw him with a hand. Ming Xuanyang was covered by a transparent shield. Under the impact of the ice thorns, slight ripples appeared on the surface of the shield. .
Shen Lao is a Seven-Star Origin Qishi, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm. Ming He sent him to secretly protect Ming Xuanyang, and he would generally not show up easily when Ming Xuanyang's life was in danger. Hearing Ming Xuanyang's cry for help, he wanted to come out to help him resolve the crisis.
Shen Lao punched out in the air, a wave of ripples appeared in the air, countless ice thorns burst, and a punch stamp blasted towards Lin Xiaowu from far to near.
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