Ninety-two-five

However, for the creatures in the vast land around Blackwater City, this day was extremely dark, Wang Ming defeated the eighteen kings in one go, and beheaded some leaders of the middle and young generations, which was extremely powerful. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

This is simply fulfilling Wang Ming, even if he is destined to die in the end, with such a record, these glories will make all ethnic groups more and more helpless and angry.

Some people couldn't help it, and wanted to ask the Supreme to make a move, but they couldn't open their mouths, it was meaningless to suppress Wang Ming like that, and it would further prove that no one in the same level of this realm was his opponent.

Things got big, a group of kings made a move, but they all failed, and there were more and more rumors, and it became more and more dazed.

It's really like a guy challenging an exotic land!

The news could not be blocked, it spread to other ancestral lands, and many monks of various ethnic groups were paying attention, and the people of Blackwater City were helpless, which also made people from other regions angry.

In the Black Water Prison, Wang Ming sat silently, enduring the erosion of black juice and severe pain in his body, but he seemed to be used to it, and he didn't even frown.

He returned victorious, and even defeated the major royal clans near Blackwater City, causing huge waves, and naturally suffered punishment.

After being imprisoned in the prison, he was still shackled and trapped, although it was no longer the supreme hand, but it was also difficult to use mana.

This is a kind of torture, he was retaliated against by the cell boss, and now he can't take the initiative to transform his body, so he can only passively bear the torment.

Because, this time the turmoil is not small, the impact is extremely bad, and the result is completely different from the result expected by the few strong men guarding the prison, originally they wanted to make all ethnic groups angry, trample on Wang Ming's dignity, and come to watch the prisoners together.

Who would have expected that in the end, it would be Wang Ming, who underestimated the self-esteem of the major royal clans in their own world, and the strong people of all clans got up from wherever they wanted to fall.

However, in the end, these royal creatures brought humiliation on themselves, and one by one they not only did not get up from the same place, but fell into a deeper pit.

A group of royal clans made a move, but they were sharply suppressed by a young Wang Ming, who pushed them all the way over and killed them until they had no temper, which was really unspeakably humiliating.

It's just a prisoner under the stairs, making a group of people disgraced, and there is a frustration in their chests, but they just can't vent it.

The belligerent nation has planted such a heel that many people are mad.

To be exact, they were kicked down twice by a person, and the last kick was as if they had been stepped into a pit, extremely ashamed and angry.

Wang Ming's flesh and blood were corroded, and his bones were broken a lot again, but he didn't say a word in prison, closed his eyes, and experienced this severe pain.

There is no divine power available, and it will take a long time. He will naturally be turned into dirty blood, but in the process of living, this torment in hell is also a kind of grind.

He didn't complain, he didn't get frustrated. On the contrary, the soul is quiet, quietly experienced, and felt the pain caused by the black juice.

If he can survive, he knows that he will definitely get stronger and stronger. Because the laws of the foreign land are complete, tempering him every moment.

Surviving here, as long as the body is not trapped, it will definitely get stronger and stronger, even if he doesn't do anything, the complete law will take the initiative to temper his body.

"Wang Ming, you are challenging our last patience, I don't mind abolishing you now, and then throwing you out and letting the clans get angry. ”

Outside the prison. Someone whispered that there were several creatures standing there, all of whom were strong men who were in charge of guarding the prisoners here.

"Are there more people who want me to go out?" Wang Ming opened his eyes and asked flatly.

Outside the cage, those people didn't speak, they were all staring at him, their eyes became colder and colder, and the killing intent loomed.

As Wang Ming said, Blackwater City is getting more and more lively. The monks from farther afield arrived, all of whom were well-known and powerful of the big clan, and asked to see Wang Ming.

The cell bosses of the Blackwater Prison were a bit big, and they underestimated the turmoil. Wang Ming really has too many enemies, especially since the people who died in his hands were all children of famous families, making more and more noise.

"If you are more clear, you may be able to live the rest of your life in peace, but if you continue to carry out your indifferent arrogance, you are destined to be miserable. A cell boss said coldly.

"What do you want me to do? Will I care about you?" Wang Ming laughed at himself, with contempt in his eyes.

In the process, part of his body was melted and turned into blood.

"Take him out. One shouted.

Wang Ming was taken out of the prison again and appeared in Blackwater City, this time instead of being hung in front of the city gate, but directly taken to the largest gladiatorial arena in the city.

This place is huge, and there is no problem at all with accommodating tens of millions of people, it is a battlefield for the strong.

After coming here, Wang Ming dragged his tattered body, stumbled from time to time, his legs were still bleeding, and he was forced into this place destined to become a battlefield by the cell boss.

There are a lot of creatures here, at a glance, different shapes, black fierce Jiao with three heads, a beauty with snow-white wings, a fallen ancient monk with a divine ring shrouded in the back of his head, and a purple-blooded giant as high as the sky......

There are too many ethnic groups here, all of them are top-level clans, all the major royal families within a radius of millions of miles have arrived, in addition to the wealthy families in other territories.

Obviously, the madman Wang Ming brought about an unimaginable turmoil, causing many living beings to be dissatisfied, and they all wanted to watch him be defeated and killed.

Wang Ming looked at them and said directly: "There is another group of waste, is there a so-called Ten Ancient Masters, is there a so-called Imperial Clan? ”

No one thought that the young man who was still bleeding was so arrogant, and they hadn't taken action yet, but he took the initiative to ridicule him.

In front of hundreds of thousands of monks, Wang Ming was making a lot of nonsense here.

There was no need for Wang Ming to stimulate again, the eyes of a group of young people were red, and even the older monks were all upside down, and the cold light in their pupils was exposed, which was too arrogant.

It has always been the creatures they look down on the side of the Emperor's Pass, but now that they are just a prisoner, they are despising them, and they look down on people so much.

"Wang Ming, what are you, I killed you alive in a while. "Some people are angry.

"Even the ancestors of your realm have become our slaves, and now some of them are still alive and being enslaved in various tribes, where do you get your confidence?" someone fought back, wanting to humiliate Wang Ming.

Wang Ming frowned, but in the end he just said coldly: "It's useless to say that, I only know that if you fight openly, you are all waste." ”

To this day, many people in the foreign lands think it is incredible, they should take the initiative, and the result is that they are made angry by such a prisoner.

In the final analysis, it was still the people's customs, because they were belligerent and had always been strong, they looked down on the thirty-three days, and they never accepted that Wang Ming could suppress them.

"There is an emperor here today, and if it comes, I think our grievances can be over. "Someone is whispering.

"Here, I heard that several young Imperial Lords walked out of their ancient lands and were invited out of Blackwater City. ”

After these news came out privately, it caused a huge sensation.

Many people are looking forward to it.

"I'm here to fight you. "A praying centipede appeared, with a shiny centipede body on the lower half and a silver scythe on both arms, this is a very powerful royal family.

In the past, Wang Ming once killed this royal master.

However, this one is clearly stronger, he is already in a retreat, and he is a middle-aged man, with a calm face, turning into a silver light and coming quickly.

Wang Ming took a deep breath, his whole body was shining, and he quickly treated his legs, he stood in place and didn't move, just a fist glowing, dazzling.

Because, his physical condition is not very good, maybe very bad, he has just come out of the cage and has not yet recovered.

However, he was still not afraid, and in an instant, he took a sharp breath, and his right fist turned into a nala yellow, steaming up a fairy mist, accompanied by a piece of Dao rules.

At this moment, Wang Ming had a deep understanding that it was very different to cast the Immortal Sutra in a foreign land, and the complete Dao was shrouded, and even the golden fist was abnormal.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful embodiment.

The next moment, Wang Ming punched, met it, and blasted forward, the golden fist pierced the heavens and the earth, and the rules and order surrounded his fist fingers, and the scene was terrifying.

The mantis crediped with a cold color, and there was an invisible mockery on its face, which was directly shaken, and its arm was a mantis arm, like a silver long knife, which slashed down.

In the same way, he also tore through the sky with the rules of the Great Dao, accompanied by a little chaotic qi, which was extremely powerful.

"Huh?" Wang Ming frowned, he felt that his body was wrong, the tearing pain, the origin was unstable, he couldn't hold the fist he swung out, and the golden light was dim.

He saw the hidden ridicule on the other party's face, and also saw the strange smiles on the faces of several cell bosses, and immediately understood that this was targeted, and it was to frustrate him.

Wang Ming understood, several strong men who were guarding the Heishui Heavenly Prison had done something to him, and at the critical moment, they made a move to interfere with the battle.

They just want Wang Ming to be defeated and humiliated in public, and to end the turmoil of these days.

"Despicable. Wang Ming's forehead was bruised.

With a loud roar, his whole body glowed, many doors were opening in his body, and the clear light gathered together to form a seed that bloomed in his body.

Bang

There was a crack in his body, and he was about to be torn apart, because someone was secretly attacking, and he was being completely stopped.

It's just that Wang Ming's fist still lit up, becoming more and more brilliant, turning into nala yellow again, and bursting out with even more powerful power than before.

Unprecedented, Wang Ming was crazy, regardless of the other parts of his body being torn, his right arm was yellow, and his fist was indestructible with the breath of the Great Dao.

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When it slammed into the long knife, there was a crisp sound, and the mantis centipede's arm was torn open and then shattered, and then the punch pierced the mantis centipede's chest.

The great monk of the mantis centipede clan was blasted by Wang Ming.

He used the power beyond the limit, tried his mana, mobilized all the potential in his body, and concentrated all the killing intent and combat power in this form.

Everyone was in a daze, just one move, and the big master of the mantis centipede clan was bombarded and killed?

Several cell bosses turned pale, they had already made arrangements today, but they still couldn't stop Wang Ming, and let him win a big victory, which really annoyed them.

Could it really be that you can only ask the imperial family to come down, and several cell bosses know that there are indeed such characters.

Several cell bosses turned pale, such an arrangement made Wang Ming win?

As for the monks of all races, ninety percent of the living beings did not know the hidden secret, and only a few people knew that they had used means to make Wang Ming defeated.

Therefore, many people were in an uproar when they saw the mantis centipede's fiasco, not that they didn't know that Wang Ming was powerful, but it was too outrageous to be so perverted.

The place couldn't be quieter and bustling with people.

However, at this time, Wang Ming also paid the price, and the tearing of the flesh began from the inside, like a glass bottle being impacted, and the cracks were dense.

He was covered in blood and his roots were wounded.

This is very serious, he had injured the origin in the Divine Medicine Mountain Range at the beginning, and he couldn't be cured of it, and it seriously threatened his life, and he finally broke through to the realm of slashing me before he was truly completely healed.

Now he is injured again, and he is secretly harmed by several old men.

"Wang Ming is injured, he is not as strong as we imagined, just now in order to kill the enemy with one move, he paid a huge price!"

Someone shouted, because it was obvious to all, there were many wounds on his body, including the center of his eyebrows, which were cracked and bloody.

"Ahem!" Wang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, he looked at everyone, especially a few cell heads, sneered, and said, "This is the pride of this world, the so-called warlike race is like this?"

However, he immediately couldn't say any more, and a terrible force surged in the shadows, piercing his brow and preventing him from telling the truth.

Wang Ming knew that several cell bosses were afraid that the matter would be exposed.

Exotic creatures do have their pride, otherwise, there would not be such a group of strong people who insist on fighting Wang Ming alone, it is because of their self-esteem.

But some of the monks of the older generation did not have such a hot blood, and they were not particularly strong, and some people, such as cell bosses, would prefer to see a victorious result.

They did not hesitate to use means to cheat secretly, weaken Wang Ming's chances of winning, make him embarrassed in front of others, and end this turmoil.

Because, in the eyes of these people, whether they really defeated Wang Ming or used means to defeat him in front of others, it was an effect.

In that case, it will not only calm the turmoil, but also boost morale!

Only a great victory can make the warlike creatures of all races breathe a bad breath and truly be relieved, instead of being so angry and resentful.

"Young man, what are you talking about, isn't it enough to humiliate the monks of our realm, but also to slander?" asked a cell boss coldly, unable to admit anything.

"Despicable!" In the end, Wang Ming could only spit out these two words with difficulty, because the transmission of divine thoughts was also secretly blocked.

"I'll kill you!"

At this time, an earth-shattering shout came, and a golden goat came over, which was very peculiar, because generally those who exposed their bodies were rare species.

"Golden Sheep, the inheritor of the Heavenly Sword Lineage!" Someone was surprised, feeling unexpected, this vein actually appeared.

This is not an ordinary creature, a pair of golden horns, a scabbard, hiding two heavenly swords, is a big killing weapon owned by the clan, and it is a master of the heavenly sword.

It's just that this clan is in decline after all, and the bloodline is no longer pure, otherwise, looking at the ancient years, they are extremely brilliant. (To be continued.) )