Vol 3 Chapter 850: One move against the enemy

"Thank you for the 100,000 rewards of the legendary VIP brothers, I am touched~~ It is also the first lord of the book, not to mention, tomorrow I will add more to the VIIp brothers! 》
Before, Hong Xiang Wang Zun didn't pay attention to Ye Zhongming's hands, still carrying a bunch of gloves. Bayi Chinese Network W≈W≠W=. = 8 = 1 ≥ Z ≠ W ≥. ≈C≤O≥M≈
This was Ye Zhongming robbed from Anman.
This pair of silver-level snares is now green and has been improved by Ye Zhongming, but in front of the blue dance sand, this pair of gloves is not very conspicuous.
However, because Ye Zhongming used the pair of gloves, he could use a skill!
Lingxiao cutting!
The professional skill of this holy knight saint!
Through the glove, a kind of terror attack that can be dotted, faced and threaded can be combined at will.
Ye Zhongming burst at the moment, just don't know how many light spots there are.
King Hongxiang was close to Ye Zhongming, and his jumping gravity and earth suit made him almost affected by several times the gravity. The proud degree was greatly restricted.
Broken stars and clouds are based on degrees, and use the energy generated by degrees to integrate and affect the attack. If the degree is lost, the power of the attack will be sharply reduced.
Ye Zhongming gently lifted the knife, and Wusha and the silver thick back bone knife collided together. The difference between the blue and silver, the level is too big, when the sound of the silver thick back bone knife broke off!
And the sudden light bursts also reached Hongxiang Wangzun's body.
This way of fighting is something Hong Xiang has never experienced.
Only the legendary masters, those who reach the ninth level, will have the same things in the realm, so that the attacks that enter the realm will become nothingness.
But Ye Zhongming is not, he is just a samurai of the seventh level, why is there such a thing similar to the field?
Hong Xiang Wang Zun really can't understand.
This does not count, the light bursts from his hands have hit him.
Before, he didn't want to hide. His strength made him aware when the light burst, if you want to dodge, even if it will be contaminated, but most of it can still be lost.
These light spots are not so fast, but King Wang Xiang doesn’t think these light spots can cause too much harm to him, even if there is some harm, he feels that he can bear it, and taking this opportunity, he can Cut off Ye Zhongming's head.
This is his original plan.
But when the first photoelectric hit him, Hong Xiang Wang Zun's expression changed greatly, his body lay down on his back, while protecting his head and face and other important parts with his hands.
As for the silver-level battle, it makes no sense to break it, and has been abandoned by him.
With a bang.
Hong Xiang’s body flew backwards. From the outsider’s point of view, the thing between the electric flints was too fast. Hong Xiang attacked and immediately arrived at Ye Zhongming’s side. Then it seemed that something exploded, directly Explode Hongxiang King Zun.
At this time, they only saw the burst, not knowing how many light spots.
Ye Zhongming controlled the direction of Ling Xiao's cutting to go toward Wang Zun, Wang Zun was shot, and the remaining light spots flew directly into the army of Wang Cheng, just like cutting wheat, the most recent people brushed together A piece fell, even if it wasn't killed immediately, and it wailed while holding a body full of tiny blood holes, and persevered for a moment before dying.
This time, hundreds of people in the Wangcheng army were killed.
This scene shocked everyone, what is the situation? What skill is this? !
Ye Zhongming felt that sweat was seeping from his forehead, and his body was a little weak, but he tried hard to stand and did not let himself move. He was afraid of moving, and his body fell directly.
In his heart, Ye Zhongming smiled bitterly.
Unexpectedly, today, he put himself together!
At the moment when Ling Xiao was cutting, he suddenly had a whimsy and applied the energy of Daqian Soul Refining that broke through a level to this professional skill.
He always felt that the spiritual skills and professional skills of Daqian Soul Refining were common, one source and one embodiment.
Unexpectedly, he really didn't succeed, and Daqian Soul Refining Technique successfully merged with Ling Xiao's cut in one.
Ye Zhongming only thought that if he caused the greatest damage to King Hongxiang, he didn't think too much about it, but this one caused the most damage, but he almost exhausted his mental power!
Lingxiao cutting, directly sucking away the spiritual power into its power!
Although this little professional skill directly made Hong Xiang Wangzun, who is an eighth-level existence, feel a fatal threat and quickly retreated from the defense.
King Hongxiang moved his body and climbed up arduously. At this moment he was extremely embarrassed. There were countless small holes in the armor on his body, and blood was gurgling out of it. His arms were protecting his head and face. Even because everything was born too fast, there were still a few light spots on his face, which were also punched with blood holes, and blood flowed across his face, making him look terrible.
After all, King Hongxiang is an eighth-level evolver, with strong strength and outstanding body defense. Although the body armor was not from Ye Zhongming's hand, it was also the fine protective equipment left over from so many years. Although it was damaged by the photoelectricity, it also offset most of its power, and it saved Hong Xiang's life.
"You, then, what is it! Who are you, exactly?"
Hong Xiang was not reconciled. He knew he was defeated today. Now his body can no longer fight, and he can only be slaughtered. But he was not reconciled. His eighth-rank King, who was so dignified, actually took a trick in the hands of others. With that said, what other face did he sit on the throne? Not as good as suicide!
But before he dies, he also needs to know, what is his injury immediately? Also, this man, who he is and where he comes from!
Ye Zhongming put away Wusha and looked at that although he will not die for a while, King Hongxiang, who has no combat power, feels lucky. If he didn’t kill him or subdued King Hongxiang, then he loses his fighting power. Under the circumstances, these hands are facing an eighth-level king and thousands of enemies behind them. The result is really unpredictable.
Fortunately, everything is still satisfactory.
Giving Xia Bai a hint, the woman who had completely reached the seventh level flashed directly to Hong Xiang, and the sickle was placed on his neck.
"I, not the wanderer you said." Ye Zhongming said, slowly in the eyes of everyone: "The people behind me and me are not the people in the light temple you suspect."
"We are from another world!"
Even many left-behind people knew or even guessed, but I was shocked to hear Ye Zhongming say so majesticly, and could not react for a long time, especially those who were in the army of the royal city, even more dumbfounded!
"This time, I will leave here with someone who is willing to follow me!"