: Fifty-three. Invisible ratio, the most deadly

The next day.
The sky was bright, and there were chickens singing at the neck, breaking the night's tranquility.
Yang Ming wore a simple and simple training suit and trot along the gravel ground. When he came to the small mountain bag that had not come for a year, he unexpectedly saw Tang San had already reached and was sitting cross-legged on a big stone. , To greet the rising sun Dongsheng.
"Third brother, you are still as early as ever."
Tang San raised his eyelids, and a hint of purple appeared in the depth of his eyes.
After Tang San recovered, accompanied by the master, he obtained the soul ring like the original, and Xuan Tiangong was able to break through.
Feeling the surging soul power in his body, Tang San looked at Yang Ming proudly and said:
"Yang Ming, we haven't had a contest for a long time, shall we compare with me? Of course, you can't use your flame martial spirit, otherwise I will definitely not fight."
Since losing to Yang Ming a year ago, Tang San has been very dissatisfied, holding a sigh of relief in his heart, looking for opportunities to prove himself.
Of course, Tang San was also clever, first banned Yang Ming's Qinglian earth.
After all, flames naturally restrain plants.
Before Yang Ming answered, Xiaowu didn't know from which corner he jumped out, hoping to try:
"Is there a competition? How can such an interesting thing be less than me!"
For Yang Ming's unacceptable challenge, Xiaowu wanted to come to her for a long time.
Xiao Wu hoped to hear that Yang Ming called herself a little sister!
Xiao Wu tilted her head and looked at Yang Ming and Tang San with a smile, saying:
"Yang Ming, guess what the chance of winning if I and Xiao San join forces?"
"You don't need to guess this?" Yang Ming's expression is strange. "Isn't this obvious? Even if you join forces, you will definitely not win me."
Invisible outfit ratio, the most deadly!
Tang San and Xiao Wu felt very hurt as if they had an invisible dagger stuck in their chests.
So annoying!
Before Yang Ming refused to open the competition, Xiaowu could not wait to choose to attack.
Behind the little dance, a transparent martial spirit appeared faintly, and the slender jade foot stepped on the ground, and the speed increased sharply.
Like all beast Wuhun, Xiaowu Wuhun can enhance her physical fitness, body flexibility, speed, and sensitive response.
"Eat me!"
Xiaomei's eyes flashed a hint of slyness, and a whip leg swept across Yang Ming. A scent of fragrant wind fluttered, bringing up the fallen leaves on the ground.
It was at this time that Tang San came to the other side of Yang Ming with a tacit understanding and showed off his crane to catch the dragon.
At the next moment, Yang Ming felt that there was an extra sea vortex on his side, and a strong attraction pulled him.
"Third brother, have you forgotten something?" Yang Ming's eyes flashed a smile, "I will also control the crane to capture the dragon."
Yang Ming flipped his left palm, and his five fingers turned into hooks and claws. A vortex not inferior to Tang San appeared, counteracting the looming traction.
"Yang Ming, of course I haven't forgotten."
Tang San's hands dimmed with a layer of light. Under the moisturization of his soul, several blue and silver grasses protruded from the palm of the grass, and then grew thicker at the speed visible to the naked eye. Shot.
At the same time, the soil under Yang Ming's feet was loose for a while, and several blue and silver grasses sneaked out of the horns. While Tang San was holding Yang Ming's attention, he silently wrapped around Yang Ming's legs. .
It was at this time that Xiao Wu's whip legs were close to Yang Ming's side face, and he could clearly see the patterns on the upper, as well as the white socks worn in the shoes, and the firm calf that could be held by a palm.
Did you choose to avoid the shackles of blue silver grass?
Or choose to avoid Xiaowu's offense?
If you change to others, this is really a dilemma.
Yang Ming's mouth was upturned, with a playful arc, and did not mean any use of Wuhun, nor did he pull out the spear behind his back.
Does Yang Ming have no choice?
Not really!
Yang Ming raised his right hand, his index finger and turned into swords, and replaced the sword with his finger, and displayed the sword of Li Qing, the sword fairy Li Bai!
Qinglian sword tactics are divided into nine levels: Qinglian emerges, Qinglian transforms qi, Jianqi is like a lotus, Qinglian wins China, Qinglian opens the mountain, Qinglian is in the sky, Qinglian gathers, Qinglian germinates, Qinglian towers.
After nearly a year of practice, Yang Ming has already acquired the second level of Qinglian sword tactics.
Qinglian gas!
What is chemical gas?
A ray of sword gas burst out from Yang Ming's fingertips, three inches long and one finger wide, and took the lead to greet Xiaowu's whip legs.
Although Jian Qi is short, it has a sharp sense.
Xiao Wu's face changed drastically, and she quickly moved in the middle of the way.
"laugh!"
Jian Qi easily tore a slit in the white socks that wrapped around his ankles, and he could see a pale skin in a glance.
Immediately afterwards, the qi from the lasing continued to cast off, falling on a peach tree behind the little dance, leaving a three-inch hole in the branch.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Ming refers to the sword and exerts his sword energy one after another, knocking the oncoming blue silver grass down.
In this regard, Tang San showed no surprise, but instead showed a hint of smile.
"Yang Ming, you have won!"
It's too late to say, it's fast!
While Yang Ming's attention was attracted to the past, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The blue silver grass drilled from the soil of the sole of the foot immediately caught Yang Ming's circle in a circle at a fast speed that did not match the plants. Legs!
Tang San's blue silver grass is not the ordinary blue silver grass, the binding force is very tight, even with Yang Ming's power, it will not break free for a while.
At the same time, because the Soul Ring killed the centuries-old Soul Beast Mandala Snake, blue silver grass was also accompanied by a trace of toxicity, and Yang Ming's legs immediately felt paralyzed.
Logically speaking, at this time, Yang Ming should be in a panic.
Yang Ming turned a blind eye, but said lightly:
"Third brother, Xiaowu, don't be complacent first."
Yang Ming shook his right palm, and the golden dots converged on his palm, forming a weird weapon, like a sword instead of a sword.
Yang Ming finally used Wuhun!
Tang San and Xiao Wu's hearts suddenly tightened, and immediately saw Yang Ming raise his hand, and saw a sword gas that was far worse than the previous one!
Compared with the replacement of the sword by the finger, the sword spirit drawn by the mysterious sword is significantly stronger, one meter two meters long and half a meter wide!
In front of this sword spirit, the blue and silver grass that wrapped around Yang Ming's legs instantly disintegrated, and immediately pulled away, forcing Tang San and Xiao Wu to chase around.
"How... how could it be so strong!"
Looking at Yang Ming's one move is a sword, not to mention defeating Yang Ming, even close to Yang Ming can't do it, Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at each other, and suddenly showed a bit of a wry smile, did not expect the gap between Yang Ming and Yang Ming Pull away so big!
Seeing that the two were downcast, Yang Ming was not good at attacking their enthusiasm and said lightly:
"It's not too early, I'll go back to breakfast first."
Yang Ming turned and left, leaving them with a figure of Wei An.
Can only look up, not beyond!
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