Chapter 649: Chicken dog

Zhao Yiming's answer was domineering enough, and it also made these people's morale a little bit. Thinking about the opponent's record, it really made them very headache.
In fact, in Zhao Yiming's eyes, these people are nothing more than native chickens. He now has the cultivation base of the Grandmaster Nine Layers Realm, and besides the quantitative advantages, what else can these people know.
Kong Ming shouted violently: "You kid is too rampant, uncle, I'll take your life." As soon as he said, he rushed out, raising his hand and hitting Zhao Yiming's face.
Zhao Yiming didn't even raise his eyelids. He flicked his sleeves and drew them on the opponent's arm. This sleeve not only interrupted his arm, but the powerful force directly shook him to death.
Song Wenjing also gave a sweet cry at this time, and her whole body leaped up in the air, stepping on the opponent's shoulders with both feet, trying to chop off the opponent's head.
Zhao Yiming slapped her hand casually, patted her flying like a fly. She just fell by Kong Ming's side, and there was no sound.
This shocked everyone, and the other party just understated and killed their two masters casually. Everyone couldn't help but feel frightened. This is the arrow that has to be sent.
Wu Changyun immediately yelled and said, "What rules do you have to tell him? Let's go together and beat the master with random punches. He will also be piled up with people."
Zhao Yiming listened to his words and snorted coldly from his nose. This group of guys also looked down upon the great masters. Even among the thousands of troops, as long as the great masters did not seek death on their own, they could all retreat.
What's more, this group of mobs is just giving him Shura value. Facing these people who rushed up, he shot two palms in a row, which was the palm of the cold and blazing fire.
In an instant, the number of people was reduced by two-thirds. Some people were cooked directly, and the others were all frozen into ice.
If it weren't for the quick surviving of the opportunity, and the strength of its own, I am afraid that the entire army would be wiped out at this time, and everyone's eyes were full of panic.
I don't know who yelled, these guys immediately acted as a bird and beast, and ran to the surrounding jungle quickly, and they all ran away in a flash.
Zhao Yiming didn't pay attention to these young people. Instead, he looked at the dozens of people in front of him, with a mocking smile on his face and said: "You really think how useful people are! It's up to you now."
Wang Qi also felt that his throat was dry. Although both were strong masters, he could clearly feel the difference between the two sides. However, he knew that he couldn't run away now. Those people could run away, but the opponent did not pursue it.
He said in a low voice: "Unexpectedly, Master Zhao's kung fu is so strong. This time we are offended. Everyone is running on the rivers and lakes. There is no need to kill them all!"
Zhao Yiming curled his mouth and said, "You are really a bear bag, so I'm afraid. But I am just the opposite of what you think. I have no habit of leaving enemies behind. You confess your fate!"
Wu Changyun yelled: "Do you think we were just those rubbish? Go and die!"
While speaking, the three mourning nails shot at Zhao Yiming's chest like lightning. Seeing a golden light flashed in his chest, the three mourning nails bounced back extremely quickly, directly piercing his heart.
Xu Jun and Yin Hao shouted at the same time, each holding a short sword in each hand, leading the rest of the people towards Zhao Yiming and rushing over, these dozens of master-level masters could be considered a little imposing.
Zhao Yiming finally had some light in his eyes. The Blood Soul Frost Knife appeared in his hand, with a smile on his face, and he directly used the Heavenly Sword Eight Techniques.
Everyone felt a flash of sword light in front of them, and Zhao Yiming seemed as if he hadn't moved, but each of these people had a frost condensed on their throats, and then they fell one after another.
The three Wang Qi's faces were pale. They originally wanted to catch an opportunity to sneak attack when Zhao Yiming was fighting with these people. Maybe they could see the result.
After all, even if they were the three of them, facing these dozens of master-level masters, it didn't mean that killing would kill each other, it would definitely involve most of the energy.
But I didn't expect that the other party was not only excellent in cultivation, but this martial skill was even more terrifying. They didn't even understand how the other party made the knife just now, and these people were all dead.
The most important thing is that in the legend of the rivers and lakes, Zhao Yiming's most powerful fist is a pair of fists, not a weapon in his hand, which means that the opponent hasn't really moved.
In fact, they had misunderstood. Although the Thirty-Six Fist of Fantian and Shangwangqing Tianshu were still Zhao Yiming's strongest attack method, when it came to the level of killing, the Eight Heavenly Swords were the most suitable for group fights.
Zhao Yiming put the Xuehun Frost Knife away and looked at the three people in front of him with a smile. These three people have now lost their courage. It can be said that they don't even have the courage to fight him.
No matter what kind of master he is, once he loses his courage, he can perform 60 to 70% of his work, which is already quite good.
Wang Qi was cultivating an iron pipa hand, and saw that his hands were wrong and he gritted his teeth and attacked. Wu Yilong's weapon is a pair of horned dragon sticks, which also rushed up from the side.
However, Long Minzhu, who was supposed to cooperate with them, held the silver whip in his hand, but did not rush forward. Instead, he was upside down, like a breast swallow entering the forest, and fled into the nearby woods.
And Miao Jingfang, who had been hiding behind the door, saw that the other party had killed dozens of master-level masters with a single blow, then quickly passed through the entire manor, and also killed several family members he encountered and escaped through the back door.
These three had a small chance to win, but now they have escaped. Although Wang Qi and Wu Yilong murmured secretly in their hearts, they could only bite the bullet and rush forward.
Now these two guys are already heartbroken, not to mention sixty to seventy percent of their skills, even three to four percent have not played out.
Zhao Yiming shook his figure and rushed into Wu Yilong's arms. He saw that his hands were covered with blood, directly inserted into the opponent's chest, and then scored outwards, tearing the opponent in half directly.
Wang Qi was shocked this time. He didn't expect the other party to be so fierce that he would not even leave a whole body. He was very regretful now, why bother to provoke such a evil star.
But his weakest item is light skill. Even if he runs desperately, he may not be able to pass the master level master. At this time, if he wants to retreat, it is simply difficult to reach the sky.
He knelt down with a plop, and wailed loudly, "I have no eyes to know Mount Tai, who offended the leader Zhao, and asked the leader to let me go. I will be willing to be loyal to the leader in the future."
With a sneer on Zhao Yiming's face, he slapped him on the head with a palm. What is the purpose of this kind of cartilage.