After hearing Wang Yimiao's moral condemnation just now, the disciples of the Ming Xizong around him couldn't help but secretly glance at the blue ball, as if they were asking Wang Yimiao who was the culprit.

Blue ball gradually noticed the strange gaze around him and immediately said angrily: "Why are you looking at me? You haven't subdued him yet!"

The group of disciples of the Ming Xizong immediately rolled up their sleeves, pinched their hands again, waved their swords and slowly approached Wang Yimiao, fearing that they would cause accidental injuries to each other.

Wang Yimiao looked solemn. He could not kill a level 39 spiritual lieutenant in the first time. He had already deviated from his plan. His only choice now was to deliberately let the water go so that these disciples of the Ming Xizong would not be afraid of scattering and fleeing.

"It's dangerous here, go to the side." Wang Yimiao said, pushing Bai Dachun back with a casual hand.

Bai Dachun retreated back uncontrollably, and it happened that a disciple of the Ming Xizong was about to attack Wang Yimiao from behind with a knife. Bai Dachun inevitably bumped into the Ming Xizong disciple. The disciple of the Ming Xizong was also startled by the sudden Bai Dachun, and his reaction was slowed down for a while, and his whole body was still for a moment.

Then, Bai Dachun's round buttocks were stomped on the tip of the disciple of the Ming Xizong...

"ah!"

A scream roared out of Bai Dachun's mouth, and he jumped up, scarlet blood kept flowing out of his butt.

The disciple of Ming Xizong pulled out the tip of the knife, and a blood arrow shot out from Bai Dachun's butt. The disciple of Ming Xizong who had a vicious habit of avoiding it quickly, fearing that there would be something yellow in the blood arrow.

"Brother..." Bai Dachun wailed at Wang Yimiao with tears in his eyes.

"Sorry, I forgot to give you the key." After Wang Yimiao finished speaking, she threw the key of the spirit-expressing handshakes to Bai Dachun.

Seeing this scene, Blue Ball immediately shouted: "Born both of them!"

With a command, the skills of the group of Ming Xizong disciples roared out. Wang Yimiao deliberately looked as if he was doing his best, gritted his teeth and moaned quietly, and blasted out several punches around, destroying all the skills.

At the moment when those skills were destroyed, Wang Yimiao deliberately let out a hysterical scream and took several steps back, as if he was shocked.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "It's so tiring to act!"

The disciples of the Ming Xizong around him were shocked to see that Wang Yimiao, a small spiritual hero, could actually destroy all their skills.

Just now, they let go of their hands and feet in order to kill Wang Yimiao in the chaos. Even if it was not ten percent of their skills, they still used 80% or more, without any reservations because Wang Yimiao was just a spirit hero.

But Wang Yimiao is still safe and sound.

Is this too strange?

"This kid doesn't have any means to do it. Don't take it lightly. Cooperate well and kill him with all your might!" Blue ball roared, taking a step forward, and acting like he was going to join the battle.

"The top ten blue balls on the strength list are about to take action. It seems that we have no chance to compete for success." The disciples of Ming Xizong around him muttered quietly.

Blue Ball ignored his fellow disciples around him, just stared at Wang Yimiao and said, "I am taking action, even if you cheat, it's useless!"

"This is the first time that the little prince cheated and heard someone say such overestimating words in front of me." Wang Yimiao said pretending to be guilty, and his aura was obviously shorter when he spoke.

"Haha, you even admit that you cheated. It's the shameless person I've ever seen! I'm going to take off your face and see how thick it is!"

Before the Blue Ball finished speaking, he stomped his feet vigorously and rushed towards Wang Yimiao like a shell fired. Unconsciously, a giant axe appeared in his hand.

Wang Yimiao was lying on the giant axe, feeling very depressed. When she thought of Bai Dachun still untiing the spirit-driven shackles, she thought he would get in the way, so she immediately pushed him behind her and avoided the edge of the blue ball.

At this moment, Chai Fei, who was behind Wang Yimiao, shot a hidden weapon and attacked Wang Yimiao. The hidden weapon was silently wrapped around him, and the lightning was lingering restlessly, like an electric eel swimming quickly under the lake.

However, the moment Chai Fei took action, Wang Yimiao pushed Bai Dachun away...

Finally, the hidden weapon that was sneak attacked was completely blocked by the sad Bai Dachun. The lightning on it suddenly spread across Bai Dachun's body, making Bai Dachun's electric power, which had no resistance, burned the outside and tender inside. After trembling all over, he fell to the ground and kept twitching and foaming at the mouth.

The key to the spirit-expressing handshakes also fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Before he lost his power of action, he struggled with a faint voice: "Brother... you are so poisonous..."

Seeing that he failed to attack, Chai Fei couldn't help but think in his heart that it was a pity that he could now see that Wang Yimiao's cheating ability should not be underestimated. It was obvious that he had the means to kill the level 39 spiritual lieutenant just now.

Therefore, he was forced to do a sneak attack.

Now he didn't dare to face Wang Yimiao, and he deliberately kept a distance and asked the blue ball to test how deep Wang Yimiao's water was.

Through this sneak attack, Ling Yu had already noticed Chai Fei's hidden weapon methods and began to help Wang Yimiao be wary of Chai Fei's next move.

However, Chai Fei also guessed that he would not have the first sneak attack, and it would be even more difficult to take action, so he took two steps back and continued to wait for the next sneak attack.

At this time, the axe of the blue ball was about to slash Wang Yimiao's face, and a burst of axe light rushed straight to Wang Yimiao, cutting off several of his hair.

A sword suddenly appeared in Wang Yimiao's hand. He quickly spread the sword in front of the axe. The surging sword energy erupted out. With a clang, he blocked the axe that was as steady as a rock.

When the blue ball began to be shocked, Wang Yimiao pretended to be at a disadvantage, retreated repeatedly, and her breath was disordered.

He couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "I didn't expect that as a sportsman, I would deliberately pretend to lose against a blue ball. Is this considered playing a counterfeit ball today?"

Suddenly, when he stepped back, he felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet, and a thought immediately emerged in his mind: "Huh? Why is the ground under his feet so soft? It feels so comfortable to step on."

After he retreated for a while, he suddenly saw Bai Dachun lying on the ground, with the rows of footprints on his body clearly visible, his head tilted, and his breathless eyes staring at him.

He couldn't help but laugh secretly, expressing his apology, but he also wondered, when did Bai Dachun lie on the ground?

He didn't notice Bai Dachun's situation just now, nor did he hear Bai Dachun's last voice.

Blue ball stared at Wang Yimiao in confusion. He didn't know if he was really better when facing Wang Yimiao. He felt that Wang Yimiao was repelled was not true at all, but he couldn't figure out why Wang Yimiao needed to cheat.

At this time, he was in the middle of a battle and had no time to think about it. He had to think that he had really repelled Wang Yimiao just now.

As a result, he couldn't help but be surprised that Wang Yimiao could actually block his axe.

The disciples of the Ming Xizong around him took advantage of Wang Yimiao's retreating and besieged Wang Yimiao again, trying to kill Wang Yimiao's sword. The vast spiritual energy burst out from the blade and the sword blade, forming a whole sky, as if black clouds were slamming the city.

Wang Yimiao pretended to look panicked and hurriedly slashed dozens of swords. The continuous spiritual energy circled around. The sword shadow floated like a Milky Way, and the flashing cold light pointed directly at every skill used by the disciples of the Ming Xizong.

The sound of iron is as loud as a musical song.

The skills used by the disciples of the Ming Xizong were once again completely resolved by Wang Yimiao, and Wang Yimiao pretended to be at a disadvantage again, with no rhythm in his breath.

But in fact, he had to fight against the skill attacks of a group of Lingwei Spirit Masters so quickly that his arms were sore and his head was sweating.

The group of Ming Xizong disciples looked at each other, their eyes were full of confusion, but more of them were resentful.

In this gap, General Zhao Bai Dachun dragged it out from everyone's feet, then pretended to be watching over Bai Dachun, and drew his sword on Bai Dachun's shoulders.

"Don't stand there, cooperate well, go together! I'll see when this bastard can struggle until!" said Blue Ball with anger.

Wang Yimiao didn't dare to hesitate and immediately moved quickly towards Chai Fei's place, pretending to break through.

"Don't let him run away!" Lan Qiu shouted when he saw this.

A disciple of the Ming Xizong who was closest to Wang Yimiao hurriedly slashed at Wang Yimiao with a sword, and a fire light shot out from the sword.

Wang Yimiao looked horrified, but he just used a casual sword to dispel the skills of the Ming Xizong disciple. Then he stabbed him with a sword and drew a bloody mouth on the arm of the Ming Xizong disciple.

"Give up the struggle quickly, your brother is in our hands! Otherwise we will chop him up!" Zhao Da suddenly yelled at Wang Yimao.

Wang Yimiao said without looking back: "Then you have to take action while that guy is still dizzy, so as not to say something shameless to survive, which will reach everyone's viewpoint."

Zhao Da was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Wang Yimiao to say this without wavering.

But Zhao Da still suspected Wang Yimiao's words, so he shaved on Bai Dachun's face with blood flowing, and said to Wang Yimiao: "Do you really think we dare not do it?"

"Just do it quickly and cut your neck directly, so that you can die quickly." Wang Yimiao replied casually while fighting against other disciples of the Ming Xizong.

Bai Dachun was awakened by Zhao Da's knife just now. As soon as he recovered, he heard Wang Yimiao's words and his heart was cold.

However, Zhao Da did not really want to kill Bai Dachun, and there was still a deal between him and Bai Dachun.

After Zhao Da no longer threatened Wang Yimiao with Bai Dachun, Wang Yimiao fell into peace and could perform for the people of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty with more attentiveness.

In every round of siege, Wang Yimiao seemed to be unable to withstand it, but after suffering some unimpeded skin injuries, he survived it and even caused quite a few Ming Xizong disciples to be seriously injured, which made the group of Ming Xizong disciples even more angry. They would not give up until they killed Wang Yimiao, the jumping clown.

Wang Yimiao kept fighting with them and deliberately selling their flaws. Gradually, it seemed unintentionally but intentionally approached Chai Fei, who had been wandering around the periphery. Chai Fei gradually stopped taking Wang Yimiao too seriously and no longer avoided Wang Yimiao's approach.

A smile flashed in Wang Yimao's eyes, and she secretly thought about it: "It's time to fight back!"
Chapter completed!