Shan Liwen and the two looked at Yang Ming who was being beaten by Xiong with worries on their faces. Their fists could not help but be clenched, and their palms were sweating, indicating that they were also extremely nervous.
"We can't continue like this. We have to find a way to get rid of Xiong Qiang and then find an opportunity to fight back."
Yang Ming looked at Xiong Qiang who was clenching his fist, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he used Dragon Power on his eyes. There was a brief pause in his opponent's movements, and Yang Ming took the opportunity to break away from the coil and breathe.
Xiong Qiang quickly got rid of Long Wei's shock, but his body became uncoordinated and he seemed a little confused. All of this was noticed by Yang Ming.
"What's going on? Most people won't be in this situation after being hit by Longwei. Could it be that he...?"
A guess appeared in Yang Ming's mind, but he was not sure. If the guess in his mind was confirmed, it would explain why Xiong Qiang was stronger than ordinary black soul demon warriors.
In order to confirm his thoughts, Yang Ming quickly approached Xiong Qiang, startling the two people in the distance, and finally escaped and ran back. What was he going to do?
Yang Ming didn't care so much anymore, and there was another dragon strike. This time he wanted to observe the opponent's reaction up close.
After Xiong Qiang had an experience, he quickly closed his eyes. Long Wei was instantly defeated. However, because he closed his eyes, his movements paused at all. Of course, Yang Ming would not let it go. Since his opponent chose to close his eyes in order to avoid the effect of Long Wei.
Eyes, then we can't let go of such a good counterattack opportunity.
"Take a hit from me, Chaos Earth Splitter!"
Yang Ming jumped up, waved his big hand, and the majestic magic essence spurted out, condensing into a four-color ancient giant gun dozens of feet long. An astonishing and sharp wave spread out from it, facing towards
The bear below slammed down angrily.
The spear light has not yet fallen, but its heavy and fierce force has already created cracks on the objects below. It is conceivable that if the power of this move is completely borne by the buildings below, half of the city lord's palace will immediately turn into ruins.
Of course Xiong Qiang would not let Yang Ming destroy his territory, so he chose to be tough. Blood flames emerged from his body and converged into the hammer in his hand. The bloody meteor reappeared and rushed towards the four-color giant gun.
boom!
The two collided, and a violent wind erupted from the center, sweeping across the entire city lord's palace. Some trees were directly crushed by the strong wind, and the people watching the battle retreated more than ten meters.
The storm dissipated, and the land under Xiong Qiang's feet was in a mess, but fortunately, the main body of the City Lord's Mansion was saved from being destroyed by Yang Ming. This is not only the City Lord's Mansion of Iron Fire City, but also the seat of the Blacksmiths Association, where all magic weapon orders are located.
If production is destroyed, we can only continue production after reconstruction. This will greatly delay the cooperation with the Chaos Chamber of Commerce. And Xiong Qiang is indeed a member of the Chaos God Religion. He will never do anything detrimental to the God Religion.
Let it happen.
Xiong Qiang glanced at the destroyed place, and then glared at Yang Ming. This also gave the latter a chance to directly hit Long Wei, and once again stopped in place. This time Yang Ming added the power of his soul to Long Wei.
, can better perceive the other party’s soul state.
Sure enough, there is another soul in Xiong Qiang's spiritual platform. To be precise, it is a split soul. In terms of strength, it is the split soul of a white soul demon warrior. This also explains why Xiong Qiang can issue such a powerful attack.
These are all due to the split soul helping him mobilize the magic energy of heaven and earth.
The split soul sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platform noticed someone staring at him, opened his eyes, and launched a soul impact at Yang Ming's soul power, directly dispelling the soul power. Then he stood up and placed one hand on Xiong Qiang's original head.
In terms of soul, he arbitrarily absorbed the latter's soul power and took its place.
Because Yang Ming's soul power was knocked away, he could no longer spy on Xiong Qiang's spiritual platform, so he observed Xiong Qiang's situation outside.
Xiong Qiang's body froze in place and continued to tremble, then calmed down. Then he opened his eyes and looked at where Yang Ming was, and said, "It was you who was spying on me just now?"
Yang Ming's heart trembled when he heard Xiong Qiang's rhetorical question. Although the other party's voice was exactly the same as before, he noticed a different feeling from the other party's eyes. Based on the content of the question, Yang Ming could conclude that Xiong Qiang's soul was no longer his own.
Soul.
His face immediately darkened and he asked: "You are not Xiong Qiang, who are you?"
"Oh? It is indeed you. Since you asked, I might as well tell you that I am Feng Changsheng, one of the Nine Lords of the Shen Sect, known as the Manipulator."
"Xiong Qiang" grinned and said in a very elegant tone, but it was somewhat incongruous with his burly figure.
Yang Ming's expression became solemn. He was a member of the Shenzong, and he was a figure alongside Meng Dijun. In this way, Feng Changsheng's true strength was that of White Soul Perfection, but he didn't know whether Xiong Qiang, who was now controlled by him, also had White Soul's strength.
"Now that I have told you my origin, don't even think about leaving. Just go ahead and capture me. I am very interested in your body."
"Xiong Qiang" looked at Yang Ming with great interest, as if looking at a treasure. The latter met his requirements in terms of age and strength. He really wanted to refine Yang Ming into a powerful puppet.
When Yang Ming heard the last sentence, he shuddered. With Xiong Qiang's rough appearance, he said such ambiguous words, whoever heard them would shudder.
"Drink, I don't care if you are Xiong Qiang or Feng Changsheng, you will die today!"
Yang Ming shouted angrily, forced away the nausea and discomfort, waved his halberd, and pointed at the figure opposite him from a distance. Since he was from Shenzong, no matter who he was, Yang Ming could not let him go.
"Haha, you are still talking nonsense and want to take my life, but I don't know if you have the strength." "Xiong Qiang" said with confidence.
Yang Ming stopped arguing with the other party. His figure moved and disappeared from the place. Immediately, a rapid sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded from the sky, and a light shadow rushed out of the blue light as fast as thunder.
, in a flash, it appeared in the sky above Feng Changsheng, the halberd surged with green light, its cold luster flashed, and terrifying power poured out.
"What a powerful force!"
As for the power contained in Yang Ming's halberd, "Xiong Qiang" was also aware of it, and his eyes immediately froze. Yang Ming's body was actually so strong, and the interest in his eyes became even stronger.
"Blood Flame Network!"
However, although Yang Ming's offensive was fierce, "Xiong Qiang" was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. A sneer flashed across his face, and he clasped his hands together fiercely, then opened them instantly, and suddenly countless bloody threads spread out from his fingertips.
It swept out, rose in the wind, and turned into a huge flaming net, immediately covering Yang Ming.
"Hey!"
Yang Ming's halberd struck the giant net hard, but surprisingly failed to cut it. The huge force seemed to be blasted into the quagmire, like a punch hitting cotton.
The feeling made Yang Ming frown.
And when Yang Ming hit the blood net with one blow, the latter also wrapped around him instantly, binding Yang Ming in like lightning.
"Just obey me and you will suffer less physical pain."
"Xiong Qiang" also had a curve on his face at this time. His purpose was not to kill the opponent, but to capture Yang Ming alive and bring him back to Shenzong to be refined into a puppet.
Yang Ming's eyes were cold and without any hesitation, he slapped an extremely fierce palm with his backhand. The air exploded under the wind of the palm, making a harsh whine.
The palm wind struck "Xiong Qiang" in the face, and the latter dodged sideways, while Yang Ming took advantage of this gap to quickly move away from Feng Changsheng, with blue light all over his body, reducing the power of the blood flame net, and with a forceful effort, he restrained Feng Changsheng.
The flame net on the body was broken inch by inch.
"You have some skills, but I don't know how long your defensive magic weapon can last."
"Xiong Qiang" threw out another flame net and wrapped it towards the opponent. He regarded the blue light on Yang Ming's body as the light emitted by the water-attribute defensive magic weapon. This was exactly what Yang Ming wanted. He didn't want to think about it.
Expose your other attributes early.
Changes will occur later, so we must fight quickly! This is Yang Ming's current strategy.
Putting away the Tianlin Thunder Halberd, he quickly approached, blue light emitted from his body, Yang Ming's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he punched hard!
laugh!
The first thing Yang Ming's fist touched was the flame net that wrapped him. However, this time, the feeling of a deep pool did not appear before. Under the water magic element, the flame net trembled.
, in the end, it only lasted for a moment, and then completely burst apart.
After breaking free from the flame net, Yang Ming immediately stepped forward. "Xiong Qiang" was also well prepared. He waved his hand as big as a cattail leaf forward, containing fierce palm power. Under the eyes of many people, it was compared with Yang Ming's powerful
Fists hit each other hard.
"Bang!"
The ripples of astonishing power swept away like real substance at this moment, rolling up violent air currents. Then the two figures were reflected in the eyes of the audience. They clicked their feet more than ten times before they both took some steps.
He stumbled and steadied himself. In such a no-frills fight, neither of them could get any benefit!
"Xiong Qiang's" face was covered with solemnity at this moment, and the palms he had just touched were trembling, obviously suffering from a huge backlash. If he had despised Yang Ming before, but now, he
It was when he began to truly regard the latter as an opponent of the same level.
Yang Ming pursed his lips and grasped his hand. There was a faint green light flickering on his arm, which was constantly resolving the numb feeling in his arm.
With the strong body coming out, he will definitely be injured. The power of the move just now is no longer something that the black soul demon warrior can withstand.
After the two separated for a moment, they quickly struggled together. They were going back and forth, punching to the flesh. Yang Ming relied on his strong body and did not use defense, but used all his strength to attack. And "Xiong Qiang" was experienced and was equally capable of both offense and defense.
, the two sides were inseparable for a while.
Suddenly, "Xiong Qiang"'s movements became sluggish. At this juncture, any slow movement could be fatal. Yang Ming seized the opportunity and hit Xiong Qiang's chest with a thunderous killing punch, shattering his heart.
His body also flew out and hit the city lord's mansion below. A building collapsed, burying his body.
Yang Ming rushed to the sky above the ruins, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed aside the rubble above, revealing the strong figure below.
"Xiong Qiang" looked up at Yang Ming and grinned. Blood mixed with heart fragments flowed out of his mouth, but there was no sign of pain at all. Then he said: "If it weren't for the fact that this body couldn't withstand the power of this person,
The power of your soul has collapsed. Today, I will capture you no matter what. You are lucky. I look forward to seeing you again next time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light in "Xiong Qiang's" eyes quickly dissipated, turning him into a useless corpse.