(2nd Update)

  Hu Yanzhen was unwilling to accept such a fact, but the cruel reality in front of him forced him to accept it.

  He, a dignified eighty-sixth-level Soul Douluo, had no way to take a mere forty-third-level Soul Sect!

  Just when Hu Yanzhen was stunned, in the fog of earth and ash on the battlefield, a blood-colored light pierced the human eye, followed by the earth ash haze formed by the aftermath of the battle just now, from all the two halves, towards both sides, Yang Ming stepped on the exquisite pace, and performed the Navy Six Style Shaving on the premise of opening the Eight Gate Dunjia, and the speed was on the premise of breaking through the speed of sound!

  Fast!

  It's incredibly fast!

  Before Hu Yanzhen could react, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him.

  What a Huyanzhen!

  He is also worthy of being an old powerhouse, but he is not chaotic in the face of danger, the muscles of his body are subconsciously tightened, revealing tight lines, the soul ring embedded in his body is lit up one by one, and the surface of his skin is covered with a layer of oil-like stratum corneum.

  Yang Ming held the mysterious sword in his hand and cast the Qinglian Sword Technique, a series of superimposed sword qi, the sword blade trembled slightly, and the sword qi that could easily tear through the steel encountered unprecedented resistance when it touched the surface of Hu Yanzhen's body.

  At this moment, Yang Ming was as ridiculous as a child holding a knife and trying to stab through the tough cowhide.

  The Elephant Armor Sect inherits the Martial Soul Diamond Mammoth, and its defensive power is really worthy of its name!

  This thought flashed in Yang Ming's mind, and he had expected it, but he would not show a disappointed expression.

  Because, after he had a sword, Zhu Rong incarnated behind him with the same sword!

  The length of the forty-meter Taidao alone is as high as dozens of floors, and the thick flames curled up on the blade carry a rolling heat wave.

  Hu Yanzhen's complexion changed slightly, he had seen the power of this knife just now, and he didn't dare to hit it hard.

  At that moment, Hu Yanzhen wanted to leave.

  "Sect Master Huyan, you can come when you say you come, and you can leave when you say you, it's too bad for me, right?"

  Yang Ming smiled and crossed on the road where Hu Yanzhen retreated, and he used the Qinglian Sword Technique again and again, under the attack speed of the Eight Gates Dunjia opening the six gates, as well as the attack speed of the mysterious sword itself, Yang Ming's sword speed in one second was extremely sharp, one sword was faster than the other, one sword was far more dangerous than the other, and heavy sword shadows shrouded Hu Yanzhen's body.

  Even if Hu Yanzhen's defense is extremely good, the clothes and pants on his body are not also strong, right?

  Under Yang Ming's deliberate provocation, Hu Yanzhen's clothes and pants were torn one after another, and it didn't take long for him to become a beggar's outfit, and he was as embarrassed as he wanted.

  According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, human needs are divided into five needs: physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, respect needs, and self-actualization needs.

  As the dignified Elephant Armor Sect Master, the Celestial Elephant Hu Yanzhen has naturally long been out of low-level needs, which is commonly known as saving face.

  In front of so many people, he was almost beaten by Yang Ming, which made Hu Yanzhen's originally dark face appear with a flush of anger.

  "Stinky boy!"

  Hu Yanzhen's big eyes widened angrily, containing thunderous anger, and he changed his previous thoughts, and shouted angrily:

  "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

  As soon as he saw that Hu Yanzhen wanted to make a big move, Yang Ming stepped on the ground with both feet and used the Navy Six Style Shave, and immediately dodged it.

  Joke!

  Don't look at Yang Ming's ability to compete with high-level soul masters after using the Eight Gate Dun Armor, that is just in terms of attack power, and the defense power is far from reaching the standard, if Yang Ming is attacked by Hu Yanzhen, he will be crippled if he doesn't die, he is not stupid!

  Taizu has a good saying, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs me, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase.

  This kind of trick that is almost a trick is most suitable for a soul master who is good at speed.

  Seeing Yang Ming pulling out the hanging...... Oh no, it's just running away after flirting, Hu Yanzhen is like a little public act who has been provoked by a scumbag to be burned with lust, and he has nowhere to vent, and he is so depressed that he almost vomits blood.

  However, feeling the rolling heat wave from behind, Hu Yanzhen's face changed in shock, and he didn't have the time to think about catching up with Yang Ming, so he rolled on the ground in embarrassment, rolled out four or five meters away, and narrowly avoided the attack of Zhu Rong's incarnation.

  "Whew!"

  The forty-meter knife was very heavy, and as soon as the tip of the knife touched the hard bluestone floor, it was as easy to cut into it as if a hot knife was cutting through butter, and the knife marks as deep as five or six meters were squandered all the way towards Hu Yanzhen's original location, leaving a twenty-meter-long crack on the ground.

  Wherever you go, there are fireworks attached to the ground, and the temperature around you rises dramatically, making you feel like you're in a sauna and sweating after a while.

  Hu Yanzhen exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, struck a carp, and stood on the ground again.

  Looking at the scratches left by Zhu Rong's incarnation on the ground, even if the opponent's attack speed was slow and slow, the destructive power of this attack was quite good, and even Hu Yanzhen was secretly frightened.

  "What an astonishing lethality!"

  "If I was beaten just now, even if I could be blocked with a defensive soul technique, I am afraid that a huge amount of soul power would be lost, and it would be difficult to support me to continue fighting!"

  Hu Yanzhen glanced at Zhu Rong's avatar, and saw that it raised the forty-meter sword again, and was about to slash at him again, so he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, raised his legs and left.

  "Sect Master Huyan, where are you going?"

  Unexpectedly, Hu Yanzhen's idea had not yet had time to be realized, and Yang Ming pasted it up like kraft candy.

  It seemed that he was going to repeat the previous routine again, Yang Ming bullied people with supersonic speed, and there were countless sword qi in his hands, although these sword qi couldn't help Hu Yanzhen at all, and even his skin couldn't be broken, but it could hinder the speed at which he left.

  Hu Yanzhen was not good at speed in the first place, but at this time, he was hindered by Yang Mingyi, and his speed was even slower like a snail, once the rhythm of the battle was mastered by Yang Ming, he would keep repeating the scenes that had just happened.

  As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose, no matter how strong Hu Yanzhen's defense is, under Yang Ming's strategy of playing Laipi, he will eventually fall into passive defense, and it is easy to have flaws.

  "Good time!"

  A fine light flashed in Hu Yanzhen's bronze bell's eyes, not angry but happy, the elephant's legs, which had become extremely thick after the martial soul diamond mammoth possessed the body, lifted up, and trampled towards the bluestone floor that was already covered with cracks.

  At the same time, the purple soul ring embedded in Hu Yanzhen's body released a demonic light.

  "Soul Skill! War trampling! ”

  This is an amazing soul skill that combines attack and control!

  The huge elephant's legs fell suddenly, and with it as the center, cracks spread out one after another, and the amazing fluctuations of soul power rippled on the ground.

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