Under the dangerous situation, Zhou Ming did not panic at all.

Inconvenient in the air?

No, very sideways.

Because Zhou Ming himself can fly!

"Even if you have some skills, how can you dare to bully the sky and act majesticly? In front of our Jing Guard, you are just killing yourself!"

The chief of the Great Division urged Long Yuan to bury the soul spear, his eyes locked on Zhou Ming, and Sen Ran's killing intent was finally revealed: "Give me death!"

When the five flying thunder arrows shot out with the thunder sound, restricting Zhou Ming's position, Yi Ci accurately locked this opportunity, and the Longyuan Soul Burial Spear in his hand roared out, like the roar of the Hell Dragon, turning into a black light dragon, sharp and unstoppable, heading straight for Zhou Ming's chest.

This is the perfect match of their Jing Guard.

The corners of the Grand Director's mouth curled slightly, Ling Feng's long hair fluttered in a dashing manner, staring at everything coldly, and sneering in his heart: "Zhou Fan, you are nothing more than that!"

In his eyes, Zhou Ming in this situation, no matter how he responds, he will inevitably be injured. This is indeed a choice, but how can the power of the Longyuan Burial Soul Spear be easily dissolved? Like this kind of top-level consumable beast weapon, the cost of each piece is about 500,000 nine-grade beast essence stones, and it is a unique secret system of Jing Wei Division, and there is no one on the market at all. Not to mention that it was projected by him himself. Yi Ci is confident, such a blow can hurt any beast master.

Does Zhou Ming dare to resolve it head-on?

Yi Ci thought that even if Zhou Ming was given the courage, Zhou Ming would not do such a stupid thing.

So in this situation, Zhou Ming had only one choice - to try his best to avoid the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear. This is a wise move to avoid the important and make light of it. The price of dodging the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear was naturally to bear the blow of the Flying Thunder Arrow.

Falling Star Bow, Flying Thunder Arrows, these elites of the Jing Wei Division can fire more than a dozen arrows in a row.

Yi Ci firmly believes that as long as Zhou Ming is shot with an arrow, he will be completely passive and become their live target.

However......

"What?"

Just when Yi Ci was full of ambition and thought that he had no last resort, an incredible change happened. Between the lightning and flint, he saw that the Long Yuan Soul Burial Spear was about to hit Zhou Ming. Unexpectedly, the young man's body suddenly swirled with purple lightning, the thunder surged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange bird shadow with a thunder arc entangled, instantly staggering all the attacks, the speed did not decrease but increased, and the breath was already approaching in front of them.

Woohoo woo blah

Jing Weijun's response was not unpleasant, but it was a pity that he turned into a purple electric crow, and Zhou Ming's speed was terrifying. These people could only watch as the shadows of the birds in the thunder and lightning approached, and the powerful thunderbolts all shot into the air.

At this moment, Zhou Ming finally succeeded in approaching the enemy, his body circled in the air, suddenly turned into his body, and landed next to a nearby Jingwei beast master, without the slightest pause, his arm waved suddenly, only to see a flash of cold light, and his feet were violently exerted, and he had already jumped onto the back of another bird.

When he stood still, the first wail of the bird of prey rang out, its back collapsed, and its body plummeted. And the Jingwei Beast Master on its back fell off the bird's back in the bumps, and it was actually cut in two from its chest.

"Damn it!"

The chief secretary shouted in his heart that it was not good, his face changed rapidly, and he shouted vigorously: "Disperse, disperse quickly!"

At this moment, he appreciated the horror of the boy who dared to kill in the sky.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, he is an absolute master.

Even though he had been quick enough, it was still a little too slow. When Zhou Ming landed on the back of the second bird of prey, the Jingwei Beast Master had already put away his bow and arrows and burst out with a terrifying blow.

The corner of Zhou Ming's eyes swept away, and the beast yuan in his palm surged, aiming at the opponent's attack, and bombarded with a fist.

Boom!

Hearing only a muffled sound, the terrifying strange power on his fist exploded like a mountain and a sea, shaking the nine-rank beast master away on the spot, and when the body was shot backwards, the fist power had already shocked the whole body, and it was actually killed alive, and it burst into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

At this time, everyone in the Jing Guards was already trying their best to distance themselves from each other. Zhou Ming knew that such a good opportunity would soon disappear, and where would there be half a stop. With another force under his feet, he slammed an ape vertical, and instantly came to the back of the third bird of prey nearby.

"Give me death!"

The Jingwei Si Beast Master was ready to fight, and a black beast sword in his hand shook wildly, furious like a dragon, and where the edge pointed, there were actually circles of ripples in the air. From the front, the sword seemed to burst out from under a lake.

"Humph!"

Zhou Ming stared at each other's eyes, and the wind and fire sword light shot out of the pupils first, and suddenly nailed into the depths of the opponent's eyes.

The other party did not understand Zhou Ming's methods, and suddenly encountered the attack of the soul beast, and his spirit was darkened, and his movements inevitably delayed. Zhou Ming took this opportunity to dodge sideways, and the terrifying sword of Yiren almost passed close to his chest, and the butterfly in his hand cut out horizontally, and without looking at it for a moment, he rose into the air again and killed the fourth enemy.

At this time, the distance between the enemy had been widened, and the remaining Jing Guards sent thunder arrows again, and they were already shooting towards Zhou Ming like crazy.

Zhou Ming saw that the fourth target was about to escape, and the beast yuan all over his body shook violently, and the hand of the blood wolf god suddenly urged, and before he could get close to the other party, he grabbed out of the air.

"Give me death!"

In Zhou Ming's palm, a blood wolf that seemed to come out of the Shura field pounced out, biting the enemy violently, and as Zhou Ming's five fingers clenched, the huge wolf head bit wildly, biting one of the beast master's heads on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the seventeen Jing Guards in the air had already lost four people, all of them died tragically, and there was a whole corpse.

Zhou Ming saw the flying thunder arrows shooting densely, his body turned upside down in the air, turned into a purple electric crow again, flipped his flanks, and went around lightly, and went up towards the enemy again.

Seeing this scene, the face of the chief was already iron-blue, almost bloodless. He was well aware that in the air, they had completely lost their advantage. Although in the air, they have excellent long-range strike capabilities, but unfortunately, this advantage is immediately lost when the enemy approaches them. In the air, their space for movement is also limited, and a one-on-one fight is tantamount to death.

And what about the ground?

Forced into desperation, Yi Ci decided to return to the ground and fight again. He is well aware that if they continue in the air, they will only be broken by each one. They never thought that Zhou Ming's ability was so secretive, and he could actually turn into a strange bird as fast as lightning?!

A thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but quickly sweep his gaze across the ground.

At that moment, he felt an indescribable horror, and the cold in his heart was about to rise, and even made him feel a sense of despair.

At this moment, the ground has become a Shura field. I saw a white figure, the body was like a cloud, smooth like the flowing water, flickering and moving, with a beautiful dance rhyme, it looked really wonderful.

However, all this is an illusion at all. When the woman in white made a move, there was a crystal white pure edge slashing out, looking from a distance, like a snow-white arc light, silent, it looked harmless, but where the edge passed, one by one, the Jingwei beast master was in a different place, and he couldn't even make a scream, so he was killed on the spot.

From the beginning of the fight to the present, more than 20 corpses have been lying on the ground, and the remaining two have been frightened, and they are also dying......

"Are we here to kill people?"

Yi Ci's voice trembled, and at this moment, he couldn't help but ask himself like this.