Jiang Zongheng was overjoyed in his heart, he could say that he hated Zheng Ming who brought him humiliation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If you can watch Zheng Ming die in his own hands, it will be a really joyful thing.

Just as he was about to ask the people of the Royal Beast Cliff to make a move, the voice of the purple-robed old man sounded in his ears: "Childe, this time, so many people have come here to serve the Emperor of Battle, you can't let them down." ”

"Then since Zheng Ming wants to break through, let these fellow Daoists consume his strength. In this way, it will be easier for us to capture him. ”

Jiang Zongheng's brows furrowed, he knew very well in his heart about this proposal that once he agreed, then a large part of the people gathered here would die in Zheng Ming's hands.

However, in his latent consciousness, he felt that the proposal of the purple-robed old man was very good, although this might allow Zheng Ming to kill a lot of people, but in the same way, this could consume a lot of Zheng Ming's strength.

When Zheng Ming is exhausted, he will not be in any danger.

Making this choice proves one point, that is, he is afraid of Zheng Ming, and the birth of this idea made Jiang Zongheng unhappy, but Jiang Zongheng still waved his hand and said: "Order all parties, as long as Zheng Ming passes by, capture it with all your might." ”

The top martial artists gathered around Jiang Zongheng didn't understand the situation after this order, but they didn't speak.

They want to obey the mandate of heaven, they want to seize Jiang Wuji's destiny and ride the dragon up, but they also have a fear of Zheng Ming, who is already a little evil, from the bottom of their hearts.

If it weren't for the great stakes, they would never have come over, and in the same way, they would not object to being able to reduce their own danger.

Under the giant mountain, 10,000 warriors from all over the world have been prepared for battle, although these warriors are not from the same place, but after the training of a martial artist of the Living God Realm, it is already like an army.

The rolling blood and qi, under the convergence of the battle array, soared into the sky. The Divine Realm martial artist who was standing in the middle gathered these powers around him.

can be ranked first by Jiang Zongheng, Cheng Canglong's eyes flashed with desire.

He knew that being ranked in this position was an opportunity and a crisis for him, and as long as he could catch Zheng Ming, it would be a chance to reach the sky one step at a time.

Isn't Zheng Ming powerful in witchcraft? He has already prepared a means to give Zheng Ming a means to break his witchcraft.

When the ten-zhang high toad came to their battle formation five miles away, Cheng Canglong let out a deep sigh.

"Zheng Ming, you have no way out, surrender, surrender!"

Cheng Canglong's voice was low, like thunder, and the tens of thousands of people who were assigned to him burst into cheers at the same time the moment Cheng Canglong spoke.

The rolling blood and the sound of all the same, in the void, converged into a storm, a cloud that covered the sky and the sun, a storm that made people's hearts break.

Now, the person targeted by this storm is Zheng Ming.

At the moment when this storm sounded, almost all the Vientiane Sect disciples who followed behind Zheng Ming had their faces changed drastically. Some people even turned pale at this moment.

They followed Zheng Ming and were already determined to fight to the death, but the current situation was really beyond their expectations.

Tens of thousands of people shouted, earth-shattering.

Just after these 10,000 people shouted, the warriors who were originally arranged in the rear also followed suit. For a while, the cheers became higher and higher, and the cheers became stronger and stronger, and the shouts of 100,000 people formed a thunderstorm in the sky.

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

The voice of 100,000 people is like thunder, the blood of 100,000 people is like a mountain, and the gathering of 100,000 people is to cover the sky and the sun, and it is to sweat like rain!

As the existence of the Law Body Realm, the Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor could devour 100,000 ordinary mortals with a single mouth, but now, in the face of these Leaping Mortal Realm martial artists who were surging with blood and qi and were more tightly combined, its heart couldn't help but tremble.

He can kill thousands of ordinary Leaping Realm martial artists, but once he encounters so many Leaping Realm in front of him, then there is only one way waiting for him.

The Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor, who was a little gloomy in his heart, was not sure how to do it, when Zheng Ming had already jumped off from the top of its head.

This jump made the Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor feel a sense of relief in his heart, but looking at the figure holding the Dragon Sparrow Knife, what rose in his heart was a kind of loss.

It's a loss that seems to have lost something most important, a loss that makes it feel a little sad.

Fu Yuqing was about to stand up the moment Zheng Ming landed, but he was gently pulled by the divine Qingluo's arm.

When Fu Yuqing was about to speak, the divine Qingluo shook his head gently. This action is very calm, but the taste in this action is unusually resolute.

In the end, Fu Yuqing didn't say anything. And Zheng Ming's footsteps are still striding forward, the young figure is like an old bamboo in the wind, no matter how strong the wind blows, it is difficult to shake it.

The roar was like thunder, and the eyes of some warriors had already begun to redden. They stared at the figure closely, hoping it would fall.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Zheng Ming was getting closer and closer towards them, although Zheng Ming did not take out his Dragon Bird Knife, but at this time, they looked at Zheng Ming, but they had a feeling of fear.

Cheng Canglong's eyes were even more closely staring at Zheng Ming, who was approaching step by step, he didn't attack immediately, he was waiting.

The 10,000 warriors who were incorporated into his command were cannon fodder for him, as long as he could capture and kill Zheng Ming, these 10,000 people would die.

"Surrender, Zheng Ming, don't surrender yet!"

The thunder version of the roar became louder and louder, and many martial artists, at this moment, seemed to be crazy, and when Zheng Ming came to the place where they gathered ten steps away, the martial artists who were facing Zheng Ming began to tremble.

When Zheng Ming was still calmly moving forward, and the distance between him and him was only five steps, it was difficult for the martial artist to shout.

His hand clenched the weapon in his hand tightly, and he was like a trapped beast afterwards, not knowing what he should do next.

"Zheng Ming, you ...... You go to die!" As the man spoke, he frantically waved the long sword in his hand and rushed straight towards Zheng Ming.

His long sword, without any moves, slashed towards Zheng Ming frantically.

"If you don't fall to the ground yet, when will you wait!" Zheng Ming did not take out the knife, but said these nine words coldly.

Before the long sword was swung, the man had already collapsed to the ground silently, and the high-pitched shouting stopped in an instant.

Breathing, the sound of rapid breathing, sounded all around for a while. As a martial artist above the Leaping Mortal Realm, ordinary people absorb the aura of heaven and earth through the treasure veins in their bodies, and that breath has long been non-existent for high-level martial artists.

But now, the sound of rapid breathing is one after another!

The most important reason why there is such a rapid breathing sound is because there is something called nervousness in the hearts of the people present.

"Go on, block him!" the martial artist of the Lotus Realm reprimanded the martial artist of the Leaping Realm in front of the word in a loud voice.

In the past, the Yuefan Realm had a kind of awe and involuntary obedience to the Lotus Transformation Realm, but at this moment, although the awe was still there, those Yuefan Realm who were in front of them did not dare to move.

Compared with the Lotus Transformation Realm, the person who walked slowly in front of him, when he opened up, was truly like a god and a demon.

In front of this god-like figure, everything is no longer a reason for them to make a move, so they are hesitating.

Three feet, five feet, one zhang......

Zheng Ming had already walked into the place where the army of monks gathered in front of the giant mountain, and there were more and more warriors around Zheng Ming, but none of them dared to make a move.

The golden dragon sparrow, crossed at the waist, strolls forward, people are like green pines.

Finally, someone couldn't help but wave the weapon in his hand, and rushed straight to Zheng Ming noisily. This person's cultivation is not too high, and he doesn't know that if he rushes up, it is very likely that it will be a dead end.

However, the pressure from Zheng Ming's steps made him a little unbearable, so under this crazy pressure, he chose to make his whole person crazy.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The man's cultivation is the Seven Realms of Yuefan, and the halberd in his hand is waving, like a dragon surging in the sky.

However, just as he was about to rush to Zheng Ming's approach, Zheng Ming spoke again, his words were no different from just now!

"You haven't fallen to the ground yet, but when!"

In a word, there is infinite majesty hidden, and the voice that was originally soul-stirring, under the backdrop of the momentum of the seven swords in the world, makes this voice have an extra flavor of golden mouth.

Zheng Ming, who was walking step by step, did not notice this change, but those martial artists who were already full of fear of Zheng Ming really couldn't ignore this change one by one, and at this time, they looked at Zheng Ming's gaze and looked even more frightened.

I don't know who to start with, more and more people retreated, and a passage that was more than a foot wide appeared in front of Zheng Ming.

Although the surrounding area of the passage was full of martial artists, and they were also warriors above the world, no one dared to move.

The heart is taken, and the heart is afraid.

Cheng Canglong was still at the back of the crowd, his eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly, at this time, he was more like a blue wolf ready to attack at any time.

It's just that although he is ready to attack, he does not dare to attack, and a huge fear envelops his heart.

His evaluation of Zheng Ming has reached a top level. He hadn't seen Jiang Wuji, he hadn't seen Yao Yue Qingshu, but when he saw Zheng Ming coming in steps, he felt a sigh of emotion in his heart.

There are such people in the world!(To be continued.) )