Chapter 212

"Okay, it's not good there, let's go up together, kill this Li Ming, and dominate him Silver Spirit Grass. (Wind & Rain)

How about waiting for the silver spirit grass to grow and mature, and then divide the grass seeds equally?" said the great monk as he picked up the big knife stuck in the ground.

"Good!" Ye Qianli sneered.

"Our sisters only need two silver spirit grass seeds, and you can share the rest. The ghostly twin sister said.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? kill Li Ming first, if you can't kill him, no one will be able to share the silver spirit grass!" said the long-haired man surnamed Zhao.

Ye Qianli and the ghost twin sisters didn't say a word, and rushed forward.

At this time, Li Ming punched Wu Dazhui in the chest, and Wu Dazhui's chest sank, as if he had been hit by an iron hammer, and he took several steps backwards, almost suffocating from heart pain.

"It's so strong!" Wu Dazhui was secretly shocked, he didn't expect Li Ming's punch to be so powerful, definitely no less powerful than his own copper hammer smashing.

Wu Dazhui knew that he was defeated, if it weren't for Ye Qianli and the ghost sister Hua rushing up, he would definitely die in the hands of Li Ming.

I saw him pick up the copper hammer on the ground and said, "Li Ming, the sprinkle family skills are not as good as you, I don't have the face to rob your silver spirit grass, say goodbye!"

After speaking, Wu Da Hammer carried the copper hammer, did not greet the great monks, and left directly.

"Where to escape!" Li Ming secretly exclaimed in his heart, turned over his hand and took out a silver needle, and shot it towards the Wu sledgehammer.

How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Can't grab it and leave?

Are you Li Ming, is this an inn?

The ghost sister flower didn't have any skills, but kept laughing, disturbing Li Ming's mind.

The silver needle that hit a hundred shots missed at this time, and only shot one leg of Wu Dazhu's leg, but did not hit the vital point.

Wu Dazhui limped away.

At this moment, Li Ming was entangled by Ye Qianli and Sister Hua, and he couldn't get out, so he could only watch Wu Dazhui go away.

"This idiot is just gone. But it's okay, one less person who divides the silver spirit grass!" the great monk sneered.

The strength of Ye Qianli and the ghost sisters is indeed not high, except for the speed and explosive power of Ye Qianli's legs, there is nothing else that can threaten Li Ming.

As for the ghost sisters, there is no means of attack, except for their laughter, which can interfere with Li Ming's mind!

After a while, Yachiri and the ghost sisters fell into disadvantage.

I saw the great monk say: "Brother Zhao, Ye Qianli and Sister Hua are not Li Ming's opponents, let's go together!"

"What's the hurry, it's not too late to wait for them to be knocked back. The long-haired man surnamed Zhao said unhurriedly.

"It's okay, just let the two of them consume Li Ming's strength again, but I didn't expect this Li Ming to be so strong, not only repelled Wu Da Hammer, but even the night Qianli and Sister Hua teamed up and was not his opponent!" the great monk said in surprise.

"Hmph! Flower fist embroidered legs, as soon as my spear comes out, I will be invincible, and I will behead this Li Ming under the gun!" said the long-haired man surnamed Zhao coldly.

"Haha, what Brother Zhao said is very true, Brother Zhao's ancestor is Changshan Zhao Zilong is also, marksmanship is unique in the world, this Li Ming is naturally not Brother Zhao's opponent. The big monk carried a big knife and said with a good look.

"Hmph!" the long-haired man surnamed Zhao snorted and did not speak.

This man surnamed Zhao had this cold expression from beginning to end, as if someone owed him eight million!

The great monk didn't care about the man surnamed Zhao, he knew that the man surnamed Zhao was not easy to mess with, and the spear in his hand was even more beheaded by hundreds of people, and he was famous in the ancient martial arts world.

Moreover, the great monk also counted on him to deal with Li Ming.

At this moment, Ye Qianli was forced to retreat by Li Ming, and the sister flower was obviously unable to parry Li Ming, and was injured by Li Ming in one shot.

The long-haired man surnamed Zhao knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately picked up his gun and rushed forward with a strong step.

A cold light flashed in Li Ming's eyes like a deep starry sky, and the spear stabbed at the door in front of him, and the speed was terrifying.

"He's a master!"

Li Mingyan was taken aback, and his body quickly flew out upside down.

This long-haired man surnamed Zhao is definitely stronger than Old Man He, and he may be a second-rate martial artist.

Li Ming didn't dare to be careless, and secretly urged Zhenyuan.

He knew that a master like a man surnamed Zhao should not have much effect on the stealth technique, so he didn't use it rashly.

The long-haired man surnamed Zhao looked at Li Ming and said indifferently: "Li Ming, if you are willing to give up the Silver Spirit Grass, I can not kill you." ”

"Hehe, do you think it's possible?" Li Ming sneered.

He no longer has the Silver Spirit Grass Seed, these two Silver Spirit Grass are the key to his breakthrough through the third layer of Qi Refining, how can he easily give it up?

And even if Li Ming had the Silver Spirit Grass Seed, it would be impossible for him to give it up, let alone say that he didn't have it.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me, in Xia Zhao Xingyu, the ancestral famous general Zhao Yun is also!" The long-haired man reported to his home, and the cold wind swept away, his long hair fluttered, and he was extremely cold.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, what nonsense!" Li Ming said coldly.

"Since you want to find death, then you have nothing to do with people!" Zhao Xingyu said, as if he was clearing up the matter of forcibly robbing the silver spirit grass.

"Roosters and dogs are thieves, no villains!" Li Ming sneered sarcastically.

"Presumptuous! Look at the gun!" Zhao Xingyu snorted coldly, and the spear made of stainless steel rock in his hand stabbed at Li Ming.

This stainless steel rock is a kind of diamond, the texture is extremely strong, the whole body is dark, and it is the favorite refining material of ancient warriors.

The stainless steel spear in Zhao Xingyu's hand is at least three or four hundred catties, the gun is about six zhang long, the body of the gun is like a dragon, the dragon head spits out a spear tip, and there is a red tassel hanging under the tip of the gun.

The tassels were bright red, like blood.

It is said that every time Zhao Xingyu kills an enemy, he will use the other party's blood to dye the red tassel, and after a long time, the red tassel will become a blood tassel!

The whole rod is plated with silver, and it doesn't look cold.

This spear is nothing else, it is what Zhao Xingyu became famous-!

Li Ming had no blades, only a pair of fleshy palms.

How can the fleshy palm be able to resist the spear refined by the steel rock?

In the face of Zhao Xingyu's attack, Li Ming could only dodge.

For a while, Li Ming was completely pressed by Zhao Xingyu and couldn't fight back.

"Li Ming, if you can die under me, it is also your creation!" Zhao Xingyu smiled indifferently.

"Bullshit makes your sister!" Li Ming scolded angrily.

Dead under his gun, what kind of bullshit is this?

If it weren't for Li Ming's scruples and revealing his identity as a cultivator, this Zhao Xingyu might not be able to get benefits!

"If it is said that your creation is your creation, look at the gun!" Zhao Xingyu jumped and stabbed Li Ming in the chest with a gun in one hand.

Li Mingyan was taken aback, Zhao Xingyu's spear was condescending, and he actually blocked his retreat.

Li Mingyi gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the body of the gun.

Li Ming's strength was amazing, his hands were like vices, and the fierce blood-tasseled spear was actually caught by Li Ming.

And at this moment, the spear head that the dragon spat out was only half an inch away from his chest.

"Huh?" Zhao Xingyu was stunned, he didn't expect Li Ming to be able to hold his gun, and with a force under his feet, he arched towards Li Ming like an old scalper, and was bound to stab the head of the gun into Li Ming's chest!

Li Ming's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped back with broken steps, trying his best to remove the force that Zhao Xingyu exerted on him.

"Brother Zhao, the great monk will help you!"

Suddenly, a strong drink came, Li Ming was caught off guard, only felt a pain in his back, then a pain in his chest, and suddenly the smell of blood spread.

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