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Before, Wang Zun Hongxiang didn't notice that Ye Zhongming also had a pair of boxing gloves on his hands.
Ye Zhongming snatched this from Anman.
This pair of silver-level gloves is now green-level and has been improved by Ye Zhongming. However, in front of the blue dancing sand, this pair of gloves is not very conspicuous.
However, Ye Zhongming was able to use a skill because of this pair of gloves!
Lingxiao cutting!
The professional skills of the Saint of Ten Thousand Body Swords!
Through the glove, a kind of terrifying attack can be launched, which can be pointed, surfaced or linear, and can be combined at will.
What Ye Zhongming erupted at this moment was an unknown number of light spots.
King Hongxiang was already very close and entered Ye Zhongming's range. The jumping gravity and earth suit made him almost affected by gravity several times, and his proud speed was greatly restricted.
Shattering Stars and Shattering Clouds is originally based on speed, using the energy generated by speed to integrate and affect the attack. If the speed is lost, the power of the attack will be sharply reduced.
Ye Zhongming gently raised the knife, and Wusha and the silver thick-backed bone knife collided together. The difference between the blue and silver levels was too big. With a bang, the silver thick-backed bone knife broke!
And those sudden bursts of light also hit the body of King Hong Xiang.
This kind of fighting method is something Hong Xiang has never experienced before.
Only the legendary masters, those who have reached level nine, will have something like a domain, and can turn attacks that enter the domain into nothingness.
But Ye Zhongming is not the case. He is just a seventh-level warrior. Why is there such a thing like a domain?
Hong Xiang Wang Zun really can’t understand.
Not counting that, the light points erupting from his hands had already hit him.
Before, he didn't want to dodge. His strength allowed him to detect when the light points exploded. If he had to dodge, even if he would be contaminated with some, most of them could still be avoided.
The speed of these light points is not that fast, but Wang Zun Hongxiang does not feel that these light points can cause too much harm to him. Even if there is some damage, he feels that he can bear it, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he can
Cut off Ye Zhongming's head.
This was his original plan.
But when the first light click hit his body, Wang Zun Hongxiang's expression changed drastically, and he lay back directly, while his arms protected his head, face and other important parts.
As for the silver-level sword, it would be meaningless if it was broken, and he had given up on it.
Bang.
Hong Xiang Wangzun's body flew backwards. From the outside, what happened between the lightning and flint was too fast. Hong Xiang attacked and reached Ye Zhongming's side in an instant. After that, it was as if something exploded, and he directly hit Ye Zhongming.
King Hongxiang was blown away.
Only then did they see the countless dazzling lights that exploded.
Ye Zhongming controlled Ling Xiao to cut in the direction of Wang Zun. Wang Zun was knocked away, and the remaining light spots flew directly into the army of the royal city, like cutting wheat, and those closest to him were all cut.
He fell to the ground, and even if he wasn't killed immediately, he still held his body full of small blood holes and wailed, holding on for a while before dying.
This time, hundreds of people in the royal city's army died immediately.
This scene shocked everyone. What is happening? What kind of skill is this?!
Ye Zhongming felt sweat oozing from his forehead, and his body felt a little weak, but he tried to stand and refused to move. He was afraid that if he moved, his body would fall down.
In his heart, Ye Zhongming smiled bitterly.
I didn't expect that today, I would actually make a fool of myself!
The moment he fired Ling Xiao's Cut, he had a sudden idea and applied the energy of Daqian Soul Refining Technique, which had broken through a level, to this professional skill.
He always feels that spiritual techniques and professional skills such as Daqian Soul Refining Technique have the same origin, and the other is manifestation.
Unexpectedly, he really didn't succeed. Daqian Soul Refining Technique successfully merged with Lingxiao Cutting and fired that blow.
Ye Zhongming only thought about how to inflict maximum damage to King Hongxiang, and didn't think too much about it, but... this maximum damage almost made him drain out all his mental energy!
Ling Xiao's cutting directly sucks away the mental energy and becomes its power!
Therefore, this small professional skill directly made Hong Xiang Wangzun, an eighth-level being, feel a fatal threat. He quickly retreated and defended, but it was too late.
King Hongxiang moved his body and climbed up with difficulty. At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed. There were countless small holes in the armor on his body, and blood was flowing out. His arms were also protecting his head and face.
, even because everything happened too fast, a few light spots still hit his face, and there were also blood holes on it, and blood flowed all over his face, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
King Hongxiang is an eighth-level evolver after all, with strong strength and outstanding physical defense. Although the armor on his body was not made by Ye Zhongming, it is also a high-quality protective equipment left behind by the deceased for so many years. Although it was penetrated by photoelectricity
, but it also offset most of the power, barely saving Hong Xiang's life.
"What are you? Who are you?"
Hong Xiang was unwilling to give in. He knew that he had been defeated today. Now that his body was no longer able to fight, he could only be slaughtered. But he was unwilling to give in. His majestic eighth-level king only made one move in the hands of others.
, after all this, how can he have the dignity to sit on the throne? He might as well commit suicide!
But before he died, he had to know what it was that hurt him! Also, who was this man and where did he come from!
Ye Zhongming put away the dancing sand and looked at King Hong Xiang who, although he would not die for the time being, had lost his fighting power, thinking that he was lucky. If the blow just now did not kill or subdue King Hong Xiang, then he would lose his fighting power.
Under such circumstances, these own subordinates faced an eighth-level king and thousands of enemies behind him, and the result was really unpredictable.
But fortunately, everything is still satisfactory.
After signaling to Xia Bai, this woman, who had reached level 7, dodges directly to Hong Xiang, puts the sickle on his neck, and the majestic king becomes a prisoner.
"I am not what you call a wanderer." Ye Zhongming opened his mouth and slowly said in front of everyone's eyes: "I and the people behind me are not from the Temple of Light as you suspect."
"We are from another world!"
Even though many deceased people knew it or even guessed it, they were still shocked when they heard Ye Zhongming say it so openly and couldn't react for a long time. Especially those from the Royal City Army were stunned!
"This time, I want to leave here with people who are willing to follow me!"