He thought he was just pretending to be aggrieved before, but he didn't expect that he was really aggrieved now.
How could He Yan, an old immortal, be so powerful?
Hong Xiang really didn't understand why he and He Yan were so different in strength from the same eighth-level royal family.
That fist seemed to come from the void, and he couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to.
This is different from Ye Zhongming's ability that would suddenly make his body heavy. That kind of ability is a kind of restraint, and the power mastered by King Heyan is a kind of helplessness.
A kind of helplessness that you know the fist is there but you can't hide from it.
Hong Xiang knew that if it were anyone else, even a seventh-level king, he would not be able to dodge at all and would be destined to be killed by one blow. He would only stagger his body slightly.
Now, my entire left arm is numb.
You know, he is wearing two pieces of defensive equipment.
The dullness in his body felt a little better as a mouthful of blood spurted out, but Ling Lie's murderous intent immediately enveloped him, and Hong Xiang wanted to curse his mother.
Old man, why are you targeting me? There is a young and strong man over there.
However, in retrospect, Wang Zun Hongxiang still showed his strength as a king at a critical moment in his life.
Feeling the danger, Hong Xiang didn't even look. Instead, he rubbed the ground with his still mobile hand and slid out.
He Yan's fist hit the position where Hong Xiang was just now, and large pieces of gravel flew up and flew into the king's tent.
The double-digit knife shadow behind him arrived.
He screamed inwardly that it was a pity. He Yan didn't care about his image at all. His bent body wanted to imitate Hong Xiang's grasp on the ground with both hands, and then rushed forward. As long as his fist was raised again, he could kill Hong Xiang first.
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Normally speaking, there is no problem with King Heyan's response. His strength is one step ahead of the two opponents, allowing him to deal with their attacks calmly. If the accident of being suddenly attacked by an unknown person does not happen again, he will always occupy the position.
The initiative on the battlefield continues until the end.
But he still underestimated Ye Zhongming.
He Yan's body suddenly paused violently just before he escaped, as if there was a huge force pressing on him, which caused his movement to stop momentarily.
Jump gravity!
The earth spirit took action again, and for the first time, it used this ability to change gravity, so it was naturally a surprise.
Originally, Ye Zhongming planned to use it during the battle between the two sides, because even the sneak attack that he was not sure of before was not exposed, but if he didn't use it now, Hong Xiang might really be in danger.
In another situation, Ye Zhongming really doesn't care about Hong Xiang's life or death, but now, he can't die. Because he is Ye Zhongming's only helper here, and everyone else is preventing He Yan's people from coming in.
It's disturbing the situation.
Wan Zhongyin's sword slash landed on He Yan's body.
There were sounds of the body being broken, and blood was flying in the air. However, Ye Zhongming was not in any happy mood, and instead his body retreated rapidly.
Because He Yan was caught off guard, Ye Zhongming slashed him in the back with a knife. However, he was not cut in half. Instead, he was covered in black light. Most of the power of Ye Zhongming's strongest blow was absorbed by the black light!
He originally wanted to catch the forward body on the ground, but instead jumped back, rolled his body, and hit Ye Zhongming with the fist that made Hong Xiang's soul fly away.
The counterattack was too fast and the counterattack was too violent. When Ye Zhongming had to stay in the air, he used one hand to hold Wu Sha who had not fully recovered the knife and stone, and the other hand collided with the fist.
The fist surrounded by black flames met the fist surrounded by white light spots.
"The power of the rift!"
"Lingxiao cutting!"
Both men came up with their own tricks.
The black flame was like a man-eating strange hand, opening its bloody mouth full of fangs towards Ye Zhongming, and the photoelectricity cut by Ling Xiao was like the stars in the sky, emitting far-reaching and profound power.
Snapped!
The two fists collided together without any fancy!
On Ye Zhongming's side, the right arm he used for punching obviously protruded backward from the shoulder blade before returning to its original shape. The humerus, clavicle, and scapula of the entire arm were broken in response!
The arms just hung weakly on both sides of the body.
The severe pain caused the muscles on Ye Zhongming's face to twitch several times. He lost control of his body in the air and fell to the ground of the royal tent. The green armor he was wearing also had large cracks and was directly damaged.
He Yan's blow directly caused Ye Zhongming to be seriously injured.
Over there, He Yan's situation is not good either. He had been slashed on the body by professional skills before. Although the combat skills absorbed more than half of the power, after all, they were high-quality professional skills. Even if only half of the power was left,
It was enough to inflict serious damage on him.
He turned around despite his injuries and punched Ye Zhongming with the intention of killing Ye Zhongming in one fell swoop. However, who would have thought that the fist that even Hong Xiang could not resist was actually stopped by that kid and he even launched a counterattack.
He Yan's entire arm was not disabled like Ye Zhongming's, but all his finger bones were also broken!
Ye Zhongming's power, blessed by abilities and equipment such as the Sea Crown, Earth Equipment, and Clear Body, has reached an unexpected level. If it weren't for the fact that He Yan was already approaching the ninth level, and it was replaced by an ordinary eighth level, Ye Zhongming would have
Not afraid at all!
He Yan's hand was not blown out directly, but because of his combat skills, he absorbed the damage and turned it into his own strength to fight back.
At the same time, all the photoelectrics cut by Ling Xiao were directly printed on the chests of the Heyan royal family.
Ye Zhongming has learned to control this ability instead of using all his mental power in a desperate attempt, but how can he underestimate the power of this blow that he used one-third of his mental power? He Yan's chest, directly
The quilt was completely blurry, and even bones could be seen under the neck. It was just a little bit close to hitting the fatal part of this old guy.
"Yes, yes, but die, die!"
He Yan has completely entered a state of madness at this moment. How can he give Ye Zhongming a chance to attack calmly again? He is already afraid of this guy from the earth.
The method of attack is really too weird and too powerful.
But he forgot that behind him, there was Hong Xiang who had already stood up.
This royal king quietly made his strongest voice.
The body turned into a ray of light and was directly installed on He Yan's back.
"Shame!"
Hong Xiang was not as aggrieved as when he was captured by Ye Zhongming. Finally, at this moment, he showed his ferocious fangs and knocked He Yan away with one blow!