Fang Ming had no time to mourn the super energy that had become history. He only felt that his body was filled with explosive energy at this time, which was many times stronger than before. With the power, it was time for the metal giant to suffer misfortune.
He shouted to the metal coldly: "Stop! You haven't asked me yet, but you want to do something bad to them. You have to pass my level first, and then you can talk about the fire quilt after you pass my level! I think today is
It's your death day, and this day every year is also the taboo for your death."
Yunyun and Yajing, who were injured and fell to the ground and unable to move, looked at the metal giant getting closer and closer. They were ready to sacrifice. Who knows, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and stood in front of the metal giant, saving them.
After taking a closer look, he found that the man was Fang Ming, who was unconscious. He immediately shouted in surprise: "Brother Ming, are you okay? It's great to see you healed."
Fang Ming turned around and gave them a gentle smile to reassure them. Then he turned back and looked at the metal giant coldly, but said nothing.
The metal giant looked at Fang Ming who was standing in front of him in shock. With his eyes and ears, he could not detect how Fang Ming appeared. He seemed to have emerged from the void and appeared in front of him in an instant. At this time, Fang Ming
There is no aura on his body, but it gives him a great sense of danger, which is stronger than what the fused beauty gave him just now. What is going on? Is today really his death day? If God wants to kill him, there is nothing he can do.
, how could so many strange things happen here? What a damn unlucky thing![
He didn't believe that this guy who had just been beaten to a pulp by him could make much progress in his skills in such a short period of time, and that there was no way he would be in danger. Most likely, he felt wrong about such a thing.
It was a bit too confusing! It must have been an illusion, and he said contemptuously: "Boy, you are not dead yet, you are really a weakling. It's just that there is a road to heaven, but you don't take it, and you have to hit my knife edge. This time you
But you're not so lucky. Didn't I beat you painfully enough just now? Are you going to taste my power?"
He raised the broken giant sword, stabbed Fang Ming, and in his mind, with the fighting power that Fang Ming showed just now, this sword alone could make Fang Ming unable to eat. So this
One move is enough.
However, this time he missed the target. Facing his attack, Fang Ming did not dodge, but used the energy in his body to strike at the broken giant sword. His fist was actually covered with a strange white layer.
aperture.
Seeing the white halo on Fang Ming's fist, the metal giant was obviously shocked. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Ming in surprise. That was the white fighting spirit that could only be emitted by the Celestial Race. Could it be that he was a descendant of the Celestial Race? No way!
Why is this a bit unclear? How come these two hostile forces are mixed together like this? But how could he get together with two little girls from the Dark Tribe? Aren’t the two tribes mortal enemies? No way! No.
Everything possible happened today.
First, there were two girls from the Dark Tribe who could use the combined skill, and then a young man from Heaven who could emit white fighting spirit appeared. The metal giant felt that things were getting more and more interesting, but he didn't know the strength of this young man who could emit white fighting spirit.
At what point, and whether it could really stop him, the giant sword slashed harder. He didn't know this.