Ye Cheng's eyes flashed, his spine straightened up, and he suddenly felt like a man was in charge of the gate. With the blood all over his body, it also smelled like a bloody battlefield. The air machine locked tightly on Guan Mingmei and gave up completely.
Chen Zhengde was guarding his side. If the two of them insisted on attacking together, he would have no room to resist.
Although Guan Mingmei is a bit irritable, she still has the consciousness of a master at this moment. She concentrates all her energy, uses her whole body's skills to reach the peak, and shouts coldly: "Boy, with your meager strength, you'd better abandon your gun and surrender, Lao Sheng
Maybe it will make you die happily!"
Ye Cheng laughed loudly, held the gun in front of him, and sneered: "Old lady, you are very old, so be careful not to injure your muscles or bones. It is not easy to maintain your body at your age!"
"I have been famous in the world for decades. I can crush you to death with just one hand. You still dare to talk nonsense with me. You really don't know how to live or die!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Cheng was not only very powerful, he was also very good with his words. He scolded her as an old thing without any trace, but it also made her feel agitated. She immediately used her own wealth to suppress others. After all, with her
The skill of a Jiazi is quite terrifying, and the best players can do is just be top-notch ordinary masters.
"One hand?" Ye Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and said teasingly: "Since the senior has such courage, I would like to thank you for your concession, and my subordinates will also have some sense of propriety and will not hurt you, senior!"
The horse thieves outside also burst into laughter. They didn’t expect that the watchman could be so clever and come up with something to say. Guan Mingmei said this with one hand first. It was meant to be a joke, but he made a joke out of it.
He climbed up the pole and pretended to be serious. Ye Cheng's strength was not weak in the first place. He really didn't know who would win with one hand, but for a moment it made Guan Mingmei unable to get off the stage.
"You're wasting time by rambling. It's not because you were injured just now. If so, I can let you rest for a while, and we can't let people in the world laugh at us for taking advantage of others!"
Chen Zhengde, whose face was expressionless, stopped the verbal war between the two of them. With one sentence, Ye Cheng, who had been gaining momentum, returned to his original form. This sentence reminded Guan Mingmei not to fall into this kid's trap and follow her.
There is no point in his wrangling. Secondly, he points out that Ye Cheng's wrangling is purely to restore his internal strength.
Guan Mingmei was originally embarrassed by Ye Cheng's gag. She wanted to refute but couldn't find any omissions. She was choked for a moment. When she heard Chen Zhengde's words, she immediately understood and shouted angrily: "I must tear it up today."
you!"
After saying that, without waiting for Ye Cheng's reaction, he flew straight up into the air, reducing the simple to the complex, and grabbed Ye Cheng's head with his claws on his right hand.
There seems to be nothing surprising about this grasp, but the force is so strong that it makes people dare not touch head-on. The five fingers that are constantly changing their movements include sucking, piercing, sealing, and releasing. There are no changes in it.
Testing makes it difficult to defend.
There were many experts watching the excitement, and they were all extremely shocked. They didn't expect that this dying old lady was so powerful. If it were him, he would probably have to avoid her edge.
Ye Cheng's eyes flashed with divine light, he let out a long roar, and the blood-drinking spear swung upwards with the lateral movement.
Five explosions occurred in a series, and just when the claws of the spear touched each other, Guan Mingmei hit the blood-drinking spear with her five fingers at a speed that was too fast to be seen clearly, using exquisite techniques such as pressing, hitting, sweeping, and stabbing with her five fingers.
Ye Cheng groaned and stumbled two steps away. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. However, Guan Mingmei took advantage of the force of the shock to soar up two feet, hovering in the air like a flying eagle, organizing the first
Second round of offensive.
The Glorious God of War and others on the side saw that Ye Cheng's energy was frustrated and he was at a disadvantage. Finally, they felt so happy that they immediately burst into cheers.
But Guan Mingmei knew her own suffering.
She was a little frightened by Ye Cheng's overwhelming momentum. Moreover, she was angry but she did it with all her strength, hoping to kill the enemy with one blow. However, after hitting the gun, she discovered that the opponent's internal strength was weird and abnormal.
A thrilling penetrating power, and his own Qi protection is useless.
Not only was the penetrating power weird, but the way the infuriating energy rushed over was also weird. It was like a tornado. The ferocious tearing force made people barely resist, and the fire poison that followed was even more troublesome for her. She was heartbroken.
But he didn't dare to underestimate Ye Cheng. After all, those who could make a name for themselves in the desert were not all vain.
This catch was actually the result of Guan Mingmei's lifelong skills. It only caused Ye Cheng to spit out a mouthful of insignificant blood, which already dealt a certain blow to her confidence.
She couldn't understand at all that this young man had such strength, but he was only a disciple of a small sect. Even if there were disciples of this level in the Tianshan sect, there were only a handful of them. What she thought in her heart was that he was naturally an inner sect.
Disciples, not these player disciples.
After Ye Cheng took two steps back, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was smoother. If it weren't for the properties of the mask and the self-created cyclone, the blow just now would have been severely injured. He was extremely frightened in his heart. He didn't expect that this old woman
His internal strength was actually as deep as his own, but he had a good foundation. The meridians that had been nourished by Blood Bodhi restored Qi very quickly, but he knew it well.
A good start is half the success. At least you have withstood the opponent's subtle attack, and the opponent's palm skills are very exquisite. If you are close, you will definitely not be able to take advantage of it.
Guan Mingmei hovered in mid-air, accelerated suddenly, and swooped down from the air more than two feet high like a snow eagle on Cangshan Mountain.
The two claws turned into thousands of claw shadows, and the energy moved crazily, covering the ground in a radius of two feet around Ye Cheng. The players around were shocked. They knew that this was a move that forced the opponent to fight head-on. There was no need to dodge at all.
It's mighty and fierce.
If it were a timid person, he would definitely have to go on the defensive at this time, but Ye Cheng was very inhumane. He shouted coldly, stepped out one after another, constantly changing his body shape, and the blood-drinking spear even appeared like a spear.
The shadow is like a wall of spikes pushing up.
The sound of clashing spears and claws sounded in bursts, like a gust of wind and rain, sometimes dense and sometimes scattered.
The shadow of the gun flashed, and in the cold light of lightning, Guan Mingmei was like an agile and unpredictable flying eagle, making various postures in the air, circling and killing, or flying upward diagonally, as if she had no weight at all.
Chen Zhengde, who was holding the battle at the side, frowned. Others might not be able to tell, but he understood that Guan Mingmei had already used her original Snow Eagle Eighteen Pounce, but he didn't expect that this young man was as powerful as a god and had to resist him.
He stopped, so that everyone had unexpected internal and external strength to resist Guan Mingmei's fierce offensive from above, which was like a heavy rain and strong wind.
Of course, Ye Cheng is also in extreme danger at this moment. One mistake may lead to his death. If someone lifts the mask on his face at this moment, he will be able to see that his face is flushed, and there are faint red lines in his eyes.
, but was shocked by Guan Mingmei's deep inner strength, making her blood boil.
Dozens of head-to-head moves made him consume an unusual amount of internal energy. Ye Cheng didn't expect that the old woman's palm skills were so fierce. He was like a hare being stared at by a goshawk. He could only resist with all his strength, while his opponent
But one wave after another without stopping at all.
Guan Mingmei tried her best and finally broke through Ye Cheng's tight gun net. She was about to hit the opponent in the face and end the fight, but was blocked by Ye Cheng's left hand and gave her a slap.
Ye Cheng's whole body was shaken violently. He stepped back several steps, breaking a stone slab with each step. When he stabilized his body, he finally sprayed out a mouthful of blood.
Guan Mingmei was also sent into the air by the force of the counterattack. Although her opponent was injured by this palm, she felt no pride at all.
The most terrifying thing about Ye Cheng is that he seems to have endless potential, and the more he fights, the braver he becomes. If he cannot kill this person in one fell swoop, he may lose his reputation.
After fighting for a long time, Ye Cheng finally got a chance to breathe. He immediately calmed down the surging energy and blood. Looking at the old woman who had failed, he quickly flicked the gun body with the five fingers of his right hand.
The surrounding players have long been shocked by the battle in front of them. They do not believe that there are such strong people among the players. You must know that many of these people have participated in the battle in the main city before the Huashan Swordsmanship.
One dares to say that those people are as strong as the people in front of them.
The disciples of the Tianshan Sect were even more dumbfounded. The name of the Tianshan Double Eagle was not just for the sake of looking at it. People in the sect naturally knew their strength. The level of advanced and high-level people was at least at the level of their master. Now they actually fought against a player.
They were evenly matched, and there was a feeling in my heart that there was a mountain beyond the mountain.
Blind Man and Xuesha, who were standing at the front of the horse thieves, had lost their temper. At first, they thought that their strength was not much different from that of the Watcher, but now they finally understood that he was so tall that he could only look up to him.
For those who entered the game very early, an inexplicable sadness filled their hearts.
"Blind man -" Xue Sha felt his throat dry and whispered: "We are too arrogant. This is the first time I have been afraid of a player!"
Although the blind man looked calm, his heart was already in turmoil. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be discouraged. We can be this powerful in the future, but you can't be called the number one horse thief in the desert. Number one is too important.
I can’t afford it!”
"Fuck, it's not you who shouted. I was so carried away by the shouting that I forgot about it!" Xue Sha muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said with bright eyes: "I have to snatch him no matter what. Maybe he has changed."
As long as he gives us a few pointers on how to be strong, we will definitely be able to make rapid progress!"
The blind man snorted noncommittally.
The blood-drinking spear spun rapidly. Since the last time he used this move in the Han's military camp, Ye Cheng improved this move. He no longer held the gun tightly, but let it vibrate freely. In this way
It is easier to control the spear, and the shaking of the gun body gives people the illusion of not knowing where to attack.
Guan Mingmei seemed to be aware of the power of this blow. Her body flew down from a height of three feet, her eyes widened in anger, her clothes rustled, and the tips of her ten fingers fluttered, forming a faint air current. If she used a sword,
Qi makes a comparison, this should be called referring to Qi.
In this blow, the two of them tried their best. Ye Cheng went up from the bottom and flew up diagonally, while Guan Mingmei, who was flying down, accurately hit the spinning tip of the spear, using her life-long skills along her fingertips.
It spurts out, intending to severely damage the opponent with this move.
This blow seemed violent, but there was no sound as expected. The two people seemed to have condensed at that moment.
The next moment, Ye Cheng's body shook violently, his eyes were blood red, and the armor he wore was like a kite with a broken string, going back and forth from wherever he came. After falling to the ground, it rolled out like a gourd, rolling several feet away.
He lay on the ground with a muffled sound, and a large amount of blood under his body immediately spread red on the ground.
Guan Mingmei circled in the air, flew in front of her own troops, and then slowly landed. Her feet stopped, and the stone slab within ten feet shattered. Her face flashed red and white, her throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
