Before the fist mark arrived, Lin Xiaowu was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the pressure of the fist.

Yuan Qi is a master who cultivates himself from refining the source to transforming Qi. Once you cross the Divine Martial Realm, what you cultivate is the path of transcendence. Compared with the two, it can be said that the earth is in front of the Shenwu Realm, and the sky is behind the Shenwu Realm.

Even if Lin Xiaowu awakens her ability, her physical body is still at the level of an ordinary person, and under Shen Lao's punch, she has no chance of surviving.

"Old thing, bullying a little girl, has you lived to be a dog for so many years?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and a figure wrapped in a black robe stood in front of Lin Xiaowu, and with a wave of the wide-sleeved robe, the fist mark instantly disappeared into invisibility.

"Who are you?"

Shen Lao's expression was burning, this black-robed man suddenly appeared, probably hiding here for a long time, but he never found out. What made Shen Lao even more jealous was that the black-robed man had an extremely strong coercion, and his aura was as vast as an abyss, and his strength might not be below him.

"You are not qualified to know the name of this seat yet. ”

The black-robed man flicked his palm, and a large handprint floated slowly towards Shen Lao like a catkins.

"Young Master, get out of the way!"

Seeing this weak big handprint, Shen Lao's face changed wildly, and he slapped Ming Xuanyang away with one palm, and layers of shields were condensed in an instant.

Shen Lao is a Divine Martial Realm powerhouse who has been cultivating for many years, and his eyes are so vicious, he can see the terrifying power contained in this big handprint at a glance. Don't look at the big handprint, which is soft, but a breath of qi has already locked him. Shen Lao was sure that no matter where he hid, he would not be able to escape the attack range of this big handprint, so he could only eat this trick.

The big handprint hit the shield, and Shen Lao's shield was like paper paste, shattering layer by layer. The handprint was castrated, and it hit Shen Lao at once, taking him through the wall several meters thick.

"Poof—"

Shen Lao sank into the reinforced concrete, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his body.

The black-robed man indifferently glanced at Shen Lao, who didn't know life and death, waved his hand, and disappeared with Lin Xiaowu.

The Seven Star Source Qi Master has no power to fight back!

Ming Xuanyang witnessed the whole process from the sidelines, and he was about to be scared to pee. The black-robed man solved Shen Lao with an understatement, wasn't he just like an ant in front of him, pinching and playing casually?

It wasn't until after the black-robed man disappeared that he stood up against the wall, it should be that the black-robed man didn't bother to do anything to him, otherwise he Ming Xuanyang might have reported to Lord Yama by now.

"Bang!"

The door of the suite flew in, wiping Ming Xuanyang's ears and smashing them on the carpet not far away. A young man broke in angrily and punched Ming Xuanyang in the face.

Ming Xuanyang hurriedly defended, and before he could dodge, he was punched in the face.

"Where's she?"

Zhou Ming found that it was a mess here, and he didn't see Lin Xiaowu, he was immediately furious, and he punched out again.

Ming Xuanyang blocked Zhou Ming's fist with both hands, only to feel that his palms were a little numb, and he stepped heavily on the ground to stop his tendency to retreat.

"Zhou Ming, hahaha, give me death!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Ming Xuanyang immediately laughed and kicked Zhou Ming's lower body. Lin Xiaowu he couldn't deal with it, the black-robed man regarded him as an ant even more, and he didn't bother to move, Zhou Ming, a little rookie, slapped him in the face twice in a row, and this kind of dissatisfaction and depression turned into hatred.

At this moment, Ming Xuanyang had only one thought in his heart, kill Zhou Ming to vent his anger! It doesn't matter what torture is, he wants to vent! He wants to kill!

What a vicious trick to tease the yin legs! Zhou Ming's eyes became more and more angry, he didn't dodge or dodge, and the blasting fist smashed down, colliding with Ming Xuanyang's calf.

"Smack!"

The two of them parted at the touch of a button. Ming Xuanyang withdrew his right leg, and the stinging pain in his leg surprised him, but he didn't expect Zhou Ming to have some ability this time.

He didn't think that Zhou Ming would be his opponent, his reason had been swayed by hatred, and he didn't find that Zhou Ming's cultivation was stronger than last time, but even if he knew, he might not care. The difference between the middle stage of refining the source and the late stage of refining the source is not half a star, and the Yuan Qi master has to put in great effort every time he is promoted to the next level, and it is a fool's dream to want to fight beyond the level.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Zhou Ming and Ming Xuanyang were entangled together, their hands and feet collided, and their moves were frequent, "Bang!", the two of them each received a punch from each other in the chest, and retreated at the same time.

Ming Xuanyang was shocked and angry, he was obviously a three-star Yuan Qi Master, Zhou Ming was just a rookie in the early stage of source refining, he couldn't even gain the upper hand.

No, Zhou Ming's cultivation is ...... It is the middle stage of refining. How long has it been? This rookie is in the middle stage of refining. A look of jealousy rose in Ming Xuanyang's eyes, and he became more and more determined to kill Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming's face was solemn, Ming Xuanyang's strength was even stronger than that Bai Deng's strength just now, if it weren't for his defensive skills, he might have been seriously injured. Without the reality of fantasy, is his strength really so bad? Zhou Ming doubted himself for the first time.

"Ahem, Young Master Ming. ”

Shen Lao coughed up a blood clot in his mouth and walked out of the wall.

Zhou Ming saw this old man in black, his pupils shrank, he didn't feel this level of oppressive force in Stygian Frost and Guan Shikun, the old man's strength was definitely stronger than Stygian Frost.

"Elder Shen, help me solve him. ”

Ming Xuanyang's face showed ruthlessness, and he slashed at Zhou Ming with a palm, he believed that Shen Lao should understand what he meant.

Shen Lao understood, condensed a big hand of Yuan Qi, and imprisoned Zhou Ming in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Ming was imprisoned by Yuan Qi's big hand, and he couldn't break free for a while.

"Zhou Ming, die!"

Ming Xuanyang's face was happy, and his palm slashed at Zhou Ming's neck. This garbage is finally dead, and a sense of happiness rises in his heart. The Broken Cloud Palm is his Ming Xuanyang's mastery, broken bones and tendons, killing people without injury, he doesn't believe that Zhou Ming can survive under his palm.

In the early stage, the Yuan Qi master cultivated the physical body, and most of the exercises were fist and foot kung fu, but some Yuan Qi masters will have one or two martial arts skills around the body, and the strength of the Yuan Qi master with martial arts is higher than that of ordinary Yuan Qi masters, and they may even be invincible at the same level.

Because Ming Xuanyang has a terrible father, he became the lucky one among the Yuan Qi masters, and he learned a martial art and broke the cloud palm.

Relying on his own strength, Ming Xuanyang began to be powerful in the Xuan Domain. He is not only lustful, but also psychologically dark. In addition to hunting in various places, he also likes to humiliate others very much, and he can't see others better than him.

Take Li Tianshan as an example, Ming Xuanyang saw that he had a beautiful wife and became jealous, so he insulted Bai Qingmei in front of him.

Ming Xuanyang didn't know how many similar things he had done, I am afraid that there were so many that he couldn't even remember himself.

The reason why he was jealous of Zhou Ming was not only because Zhou Ming's cultivation had progressed rapidly, but more because he saw the shadow of his martial arts from Zhou Ming's moves.

He was sour, if Zhou Ming didn't have martial arts, how could he be his opponent? This kind of person who was even more talented than him Ming Xuanyang could never stay in the world.

Just as Ming Xuanyang was about to laugh out loud, a cold voice came, "Are you tickling me?"

Zhou Ming twisted his neck and looked at Ming Xuanyang, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.