Huang Yan's words may still be suspicious, but Qian Xunyang and the others have seen Wen Yiming, and they have also performed apprenticeship in the Alchemy Guild, and everyone has heard of it.

And when they were eating grilled fish before, the two felt that the pseudonym 'Ah Qiu' was very familiar, and mentioned their eyes, and they both remembered it.

Everyone didn't dare to speak again, and the stealth of the black-winged lynx made Wen Yiming's battle situation stalemate, which was extremely dangerous.

But they were extremely excited in their hearts, and the rumor that the Scholar had died, made the Divine Yin Stream and the entire natural disaster extremely resentful and sad.

They have heard of Wen Yiming's countless deeds, cracking the plastic breaking potion to defeat the Dark Demon Sect's yang scheme, creating the Divine Seal Flow and the Shenzhou Military Industry, and chasing and killing Wu Zong for three days and three nights during the military general's period, and so on.

It wasn't until today that they witnessed with their own eyes that the rumors were not only true, but even weakened, and even Mo Zhiyong and Qian Xunyang thought so, they hadn't seen Wen Yiming's real battle.

Everyone clenched their fists uncontrollably, the middle of the fourth layer of the Martial King, not to mention the speed of this cultivation, look at how far the black-winged lynx was forced, teleportation and strong concealment to avoid its edge, what kind of combat power is this?

This is equivalent to the fourteenth layer of the level, the literary master is worthy of killing the gods, and all the deeds are not rumors.

Everyone unconsciously looked at He Li, the corners of the latter's mouth twitched frequently, and it was difficult to even mention an embarrassing smile, but the excitement in his eyes was undisguised, revealing a fanatical look.

The reason why Huang Yan has not scolded He Li for targeting 'Ah Qiu' before is because everyone knows that this guy is middle-aged, but his admiration for Wen Yiming is close to worship, which is understandable.

Since the name of Zhao Xin, the head of Debang, came out, he has not stopped, competing with others several times, and taking out a lot of deeds and data like a river, to prove that Zhao Xin can't beat Wen Yiming.

Outside, someone gave a nickname.

Illiterate, meaning the blind admirer of Wen Yiming.

At this moment, two minutes had passed, and everyone was staring at the surroundings for fear that the beast would launch a surprise attack, so as to warn them.

And Wen Yiming can't bear it anymore, his increase is limited by time, and his momentum will fall in the passage of time.

He had to admire the wisdom of the high-level fierce beasts, not only knew how to rush and fight, but also knew strategy and tactics.

Can't wait any longer!

Wen Yiming's mind moved, and he violently launched the strong hidden that he wanted to keep.

He knew that the Blackwing Lynx was absolutely locked onto him, waiting for him to surprise him when he lost his patience.

At the moment of Qiang Yin, he caught a trace of tremor in the right rear in his perception, and the sneer shot out before it could float, exploding a drop of essence blood again, turning the dragon spear into a shield, and breaking out.

The opponent's strong concealment doubled his attack with one blow, and he didn't dare to just attack and not defend, and the shield intent could effectively defend and shake open its defense at the same time, disintegrating its counteroffensive momentum.

In the concussive roar of the black-winged sealing slash, the black-winged lynx did not forget to slash out a claw in the anti-shock.

'——!'

The sound of splitting was extremely harsh, and one man and one beast flew upside down at the same time.

The black-winged lynx's eyes were violent, and his mouth was full of red blood when he howled, and a few light and shadow claw marks floated on Wen Yiming's chest, and the lethality instantly caused the boundary force defense of the six god suits to collapse, making him extremely frightened.

In the inverted flight, Wen Yiming forcibly endured the churning of his internal breath, and forcibly teleported out with a low roar.

He must use the Thunder Offensive before the Blackwing Lynx's shield intent dissipates, once he is allowed to reorganize the attack, he will be at a stalemate again, and without Qiang Yin, he can only be exhausted by his amplification skills, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Although he can escape for his life, Qian Xunyang and the others will die.

'Woohoo!'

At the same time as the teleportation, three finger winds that interrupted the teleportation shot out, and the black-winged lynx had just smashed to the ground at this moment, and the violence in his eyes flashed with a touch of controversy.

The teleportation was interrupted, and it was once again in danger of five breaths, during which even Qiang Yin could not escape the opponent's slash and reveal its form.

'Whew... Roar!'

The black-winged lynx roared and rolled over in the shadow of the gun, its body covered in blood.

The sword intent was quick to shoot, and more than thirty shots were stabbed in a row, almost accurate to the same point - the root of the wing on the right rib.

One wing was damaged, and it was difficult to release the defense of the black wing seal for a while, and in an instant, the gun intent struck.

"Uh-huh!"

The raptor swung its tail and flew with a shot, and the wind step was almost like a short teleportation, and it followed.

The hammer was thundering, the gun was slammed, and the stride followed closely with the sound of fractures.

The axe opened the sky, and a shot slid upside down and pursued.

Strong hidden?

The knife intent slashed smoothly, and in the sonorous sound, the **** flew out again.

The black-winged lynx was covered in blood, and it had a chance to breathe, and Wen Yiming's realm power defense was completely consumed, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spew out wildly.

Pressed the true element, churned and shot violently, and the rainbow broke out.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, the black wings slashed against each other.

Wen Yiming returned with the dragon spear in his inverted flight, shaking his hand and bursting out five projections in one go.

A dense golden sound of concussion sounded, and although the three shocking rainbows triggered by it did not have a dragon chant attack, they still made it retreat, letting out a painful and angry roar.

In the churning of the inner breath and the true element, the meridians made a snorting sound as if they were overwhelmed, making Wen Yiming's mouth full of blood.

Nima, Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and continued to attack, adding a slash every two attacks, he did not hesitate to consume to make the other party unable to hide.

When the Blackwing Lynx was interrupted to teleport again, there was a complete retreat in its eyes.

"I want to run!"

Wen Yiming had already hit the real fire, and when the sun burst out, he raised his hand and swallowed two bottles of medicine, forcibly endured the severe pain in the meridians, and the nine intentions came out.

Between each Artistic Conception attack, there must be a slash in between.

'Click!'

The right wing was broken, and the black-winged lynx was terrified in its eyes as it howled, and it lost the defense of the black-winged slash, and it couldn't withstand the shooting at all.

Ignoring the dense gunfire bombardment, it resisted a hammer bombardment and turned to flee, vomiting blood in the sound of broken bones.

"Lao Tzu's teleportation is also very slippery!"

Although Wen Yiming had the upper hand, he still had blood leaking from his mouth and nose, and he teleported to intercept it while scolding through his teeth, first sealing all the places where he was hiding and dodging, and then a rainbow burst out.

Blackwing Lynx loses its cool and teleports despite the dragon lance.

Finger wind interrupts.

'Poof!'

The dragon spear entered the body and returned, dragging out pieces of flesh and blood.

In the flash of silver, the dragon spear flickered in Wen Yiming's hand, sending and receiving at high frequency.

In an instant, more than 20 shots were shot in the tragic roar of the black-winged lynx.

"Uhh——!h

Wen Yiming's eyes did not retreat, and he shot one shot after another.

"Wenshi, it's dead!"

Huang Yan hurried over to remind him loudly, and everyone behind him looked at Wen Yiming, who looked like Shura, with a chill, and his tail was numb, as if his heart was twitching.

"Dead?"

Wen fired a dragon spear, and the moment his momentum relaxed, he squatted and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Gritted his teeth, he said, "This beast is stronger than I thought. ”

In the black-winged lynx's several hidden claw attacks, he didn't take advantage of it, and after the boundary power defense was exhausted, he was directly seriously injured, and the doubled attack of the seventh-order peak fierce beast was really not ordinary violence.

He didn't dare to stop the subsequent attacks, because he was afraid of encountering the hidden claws again, so he could only ignore the chaos of the internal breath and the true yuan, and did not hesitate to hurt the internal injuries and make a big move.

'Whew... Roar!'

A black-winged lynx's roar came from afar, and everyone's faces, including Wen Yiming, turned green.

(End of chapter)