Duoruo is short, shuttles back and forth between Wu Jing's legs, a pair of sharp axes slashes at his legs, Wu Jing easily dodges every time, and then strikes down with both palms, Duoruo out of a small The dog barked when it was frightened, and rolled to Tudao's side, not daring to hit the stone with an egg again.
Wu Jing laughed loudly, just now he only used 50% of his strength to beat the two of them so embarrassingly, he had already thought of moshang's frightened expression, and his tone of begging for mercy, but it was something that disappointed him. For a long time did not give birth. "Aren't you afraid? Don't beg me for mercy!" Xiang moshang said coldly.
Ming Zhi had been standing in place just now, without moving at all. Watching the fight between the three just now, it was almost no different from that of a showman with fists and embroidered legs. The half smile on his face did not change, but it made people feel an intimidating aura. smile. "Do you have to make me pretend to be afraid of you? Do you have to beg me to beg you?" He said with a half smile.
Wu Jing couldn't believe that moshang dared to be so arrogant when he saw his own strength. What do you mean by "please beg me? It's unforgivable." He seemed to want to go against the intention of the bishop witch and decided to kill moshang, so he used 100% With strength, he hit moshang, and the airflow was naturally twice as strong as before.
Under the anticipation of Nong Qier, a female warrior, and the worried eyes of Tudao and Duo Ruo, moshang finally made a move. He raised his right hand slightly upwards, his palm facing Wu Jing's fist. Wu Jing's fist was extremely fast, but Ming Zhi was not in a hurry, but it was just a coincidence that Wu Jing's fist hit Ming Zhi's palm uncontrollably, Ming Zhi clenched his five fingers, and nothing terrible happened. The scene returned to calm.
Except for Da Liba who didn't understand the difference between strong and weak, the other people present all exclaimed "Ah", they didn't know why, and murmured: "What happened just now?" Everyone else was like this His expression, let alone Wu Jing, turned black all over his face, and he shouted: "It's a coincidence, haha, it's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence." While speaking, he struck out his left fist again, and moshang did the same, pinching his left hand as well. up.
Wu Jing was taken aback, her mouth was open enough to swallow an ostrich egg, her face was in disbelief, compared to him, the female warrior Nong Qier's eyes kept flickering, she was not angry, but excited, she didn't say why How do others know. Wu Jing was so close to moshang, yet he still couldn't feel the fighting spirit on his body, but he was able to dispel his rock-cutting fist power invisible. I am afraid that anyone who uses fighting spirit to measure the strength and level of martial arts For most people, they will feel that they are dreaming, because the truth is too unbelievable.
Duoruo stood up from the ground holding the dagger, unable to hide his excitement, and also felt that he was begging for help just now. Da Liba timidly hid behind a big tree, at this time he ran forward and said happily: "Brother Ming is really so powerful, this time I saw it with my own eyes, Da Liba admired you even more, this monk Too arrogant, teach him a lesson, beat him until his father doesn't even know him."
Wu Jing yelled at him: "Get out of here, I'm going to beat you so that you don't know yourself." Da Liba laughed loudly: "Brother Youming is here, let me see what you can do to me?" Jing yelled loudly: "Stinky boy, I..." Just now, moshang used his hands hard, and Wu Jing's fists were squeezed to the point that they were about to fall apart. Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He still couldn't believe it and said: " What? Impossible." Ming Zhi said, "Yes, it's impossible." Slowly lifted his right foot and placed it on his chest.
Wu Jing was shocked: "What are you going to do?" Ming Zhi said: "Didn't you say it's impossible? I'll make it possible for you." She didn't exert much force on her feet, but Wu Jing's whole body had already flown out and hit the ground. On a giant tree that cannot be embraced by ten people. The female warrior Nong Qier rushed over to help him up, and said nervously: "What's the matter?" She didn't really care about Wu Jing, but wanted to know how much Ming Zhi's kick could cause him.
When Wu Jing flew out, she thought she was doomed. Although it was embarrassing, she still said: "Don't!" But these two words of begging for mercy came a bit late, and moshang didn't show mercy because of this. He lay on the ground blankly, refused to stand up for a long time, looked at himself curiously, and suddenly laughed: "There is nothing wrong with him, he is not strong at all, my body is not at all..." Everyone was very excited. When looking at moshang curiously, Wu Jing's words suddenly stopped, and he saw his knees go limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, then turned blue, and he opened his mouth wide open He vomited wildly, vomited out all the food he ate during the day, and said weakly: "Impossible." He looked a little dazed.
"What?" The little witch standing in front of the crystal ball was surprised to see the monk Wu Jing so vulnerable. Facing the flickering crystal ball, he stroked his calloused hands on it, and said in his mouth. Saying: "Balaba..."
Nong Qier looked at Wu Jing, showed a smile unnoticed by others, and then whistled to the Chilian birds in the sky, one of the Chilian birds flew down to the ground, and Nong Qier put Wu Jing's body on the ground. On the top, Chilian Bird flew into the sky again. Nong Qier gave moshang a wink, then walked to the necromancer Bi Jie, and said softly: "How is it? He is really strong!"
There was a drop of sweat on the necromancer's forehead, only he could feel it, others couldn't see it. Da Liba clapped his hands, and took advantage of moshang's prestige to show off his might. He saw moshang's strength, and he was afraid that he would be angry, so he said to him first: "Brother Ming, I don't want to steal your prestige." , I don't think you care about these things, let me have a good time, don't bother with me, yes, it's for my sister's sake, please please."
Ming Zhi didn't notice Da Liba who only worked hard with his mouth, and he seemed a little disappointed, thinking: "He is not above level 20, why is he still so weak, my God, when I came to this world, I don't even know who they are. How to divide the levels, and which level do I really belong to now?" Shaking her head slightly, she was very surprised.
The necromancer Bi Jie saw moshang shaking his head, and thought he was contemptuous of himself, his anger rose unconsciously, he slowly raised his hands, his arms were tucked into his sleeves, and a faint green energy came out from inside, "I Let the ignorant you know how powerful the twentieth-level necromancer is!"