Can you not be angry?

Famafei is an ignorant novice in the outside world, and the six god seals are profoundly discussed in the temple collection, which is the existence that can form a god-level martial arts.

Suppressed from beginning to end, and there is also the suppression of the IQ of intrigue and intrigue, which makes him already emotional already have the desire to be angry.

was knocked back by a shot for more than ten steps, and before he had time to say an angry word, he felt the pressure from above, and the next moment he was absolutely locked, and even had a feeling of dizziness, especially with the suppression of the Void Great Mudra, that invincible feeling made him extremely resistant.

Is this a crushing attack with a sense of practice? Is it to make Lao Tzu make a fool of himself, is it tolerable or unbearable!

Fama's anger did not let Wen Yiming stay, the latter knew very well that even if he gave everything he had, he would not be able to take much advantage, and the reason why he was able to win and gain the upper hand was completely because of the unequal cultivation that Fama took lightly, and all the surprises made this amazing scene happen.

In fact, Fama also thought about forcing Wen Yiming's true combat power out, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive, Fang attacked with a thunderous momentum as soon as he made a move, leaving no way out at all.

In the midst of the heavy drinking, the shadow of the axe in the sky slashed under the void handprint that shook down.

You can't unlock it, you can only carry it.

This can no longer be called a hard regret, it can only be said to be a passive hard resistance, how does Farma not hold back and get angry.

The center of the open field, which had long since been devoid of turf, was dusty, and the ground shook violently, like a seismic wave, and spread out in all directions with a cloud of dust.

"Ahem...... Grandma's... Ahem... Bear!"

Before the dust cleared, the sound of Fama's choking and scolding had already been heard, and the rough anger was undisguised, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot.

"It's terrifying!" Zane frowned slightly, "Even Fama's bursting flames were suppressed!"

He could hear from Fama's cough that the old thing was injured, and although it was not a major blow due to activating the Limit Frenzy and releasing the burst flames, it was absolutely damaged, and it was estimated that there was no chance to return to its peak state in this battle.

As soon as the voice fell, the ragged Farma rushed out of the dust with a chain axe, his face full of anger, and there was a kind of impatience like thunder.

"Bastard, it's time for me!"

With an angry shout, Ama, who had already forgotten that the other party was the guardian adult, threw the chain axe and rushed towards Wen.

Wen Yiming did not retreat but advanced, the explosion under his feet, the enemy rushed to charge, Dacheng shrank into inches in the wind, and the dragon spear buzzed with the death will of sacrifice and strike, and it ran out wildly in the field of killing intent.

High-level unyielding, double the critical hit of the gun, in the midst of multiple amplification, he is fearless.

This battle, for this moment, is to trigger and comprehend crushing attacks with artistic conception attacks and ordinary attacks.

The chance of triggering naturally depends on the number of attacks, and his fighting spirit has been decided, even if he fights until the true element is exhausted, he must trigger the crushing attack as much as possible.

This is the confidence for him to return to the outside world to face She Xirong, and he is extremely eager for it!

"Ho ah——!"

"Roaring ——!"

The roar from Ama, Wen Yiming, guns and axes bombarded.

At this moment, it was a tacit understanding that the aftermath of convergence overflowed, and all the attacks should be condensed in one point and not wasted in the slightest.

What Wen Yiming wants is to trigger a crushing attack, and his meaning is as strong as a golden stone.

Farma is instinctively angry, and wants to teach the other party a lesson, save face and release the previous grievances.

In essence, Wen Yiming's fighting spirit is more determined and tenacious.

With one blow, Wen Yiming fell into the disadvantage for the first time, although there were many increases, he had the upper hand before, and when the peak-level Zu'an madman broke out into extreme madness, he was still completely violent.

Fired backwards like a disemboweled shell, Wen Yiming was chopped hundreds of meters by an axe, and his throat was sweet.

The dragon spear was shocked, and he teleported decisively in the face of Fama's pursuit, and seven dragon spears burst out in a row, and the guns and guns burst out with a shocking rainbow, and the whistling sound came and fell one after another, and the sending and receiving of a gun seemed to be a number of dragon spears at the same time, which was dizzying and amazing at the same time.

The seven shots were almost one, and at the moment of completion, the Chinese Yiming had already teleported to the front of the enamel.

The dragon groaned, and the dragon spears that had just been recalled were closely connected, and they burst out again at an impeccable angle.

In the aftermath, the corners of Wen Yiming's mouth spilled blood, and he flew out upside down again.

When Fama had already been vented, Wen Yiming's momentum did not weaken in the slightest, but rose sharply with the figure of the reverse shot again.

The more frustrated you are, the more courageous!

The corners of Fama's eyes moved slightly, and although she saw the blood spilling from the corner of the mouth of the inverted figure, the momentum of striding forward was still merciless.

He knew very well that this disadvantage was not enough to hit the other party, let alone give him a heavy blow.

The opponent did not disappoint him, and he charged again with his expected pause, especially when he was unexpectedly more violent, and the purple mist that was reversed on the blade of the dragon spear behind him blew out a fierce purple mist, which seemed to spread endless killing intent, and seemed to contain an unknown power, faintly making the flow of air become sluggish.

"Good ——!"

Fama shouted, and shook him with a chain axe, but he didn't leave a hand.

'Sonorous ——!'

Wen Yiming had a bloody smell in his throat, and his mouth was numb when he flew upside down.

The dragon spear is unyielding, and neither are the people!

Fight Again......

'Sonorous ——!'

I don't know how many times it was fighting, and I don't know how many times it was suppressed to the death, Wen Yiming stood still in the inverted flight again and again, and charged frantically again without waiting for pranayama, and the dragon spear blasted out again and again.

Every attack is an exhaustion, both in terms of outbursts and control.

However, in the suppression of absolute strength, it still failed to retreat one after another, and could not reverse the situation.

The exclamation in everyone's mouth gradually subsided, and finally they were silent in the vomiting blood that flew upside down, staring quietly without saying a word, and their eyes changed from initial enthusiasm to excitement, and finally showed admiration, and even saw hope in it.

The only gratifying thing is that Wen Yiming has never given up in countless defeats, even if he has been smashed into the dust many times, he still got up boldly, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes, and never hesitated to charge with all his might.

Not only that, but at some point, the breath-breathing atmosphere seemed to loosen, for someone had noticed that the figure that had been chopped by the chain axe of Fama seemed to be flying upside down at a shortening distance.

The corners of Zane's mouth curled up slightly, pulling his beard slightly away from the original point, and the expression seemed to be gratifying, more expectant.

That's right, from the beginning of being blown away hundreds of meters each time, they unconsciously found that Wen Yiming's figure flying upside down seemed to shorten the distance without a trace.

At this moment, it is only two hundred meters upside down.

This distance is still shortening, although it is only managed to achieve less than ten meters in each vomiting blood, but it is enough to be impressive.

The corners of Farma's eyes twitched, and he felt another emotion in the frenzied charge of the figure.

(End of chapter)