(4th Watch)

Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, fierce and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

The eight doors of Dunjia and six doors were opened together, and under the supersonic speed of Li Lianhua, Yang Ming was wrapped in the blue soul flame, and at this time, the soul power reached the level of the soul emperor, and the fierce and uncast punch broke through the sound barrier.

There is a great terror in front of life and death!

Bishop Beska's gaze suddenly condensed, from the ever-expanding fist in his sight, he felt a terrifying force that could threaten his life, if he was really hit by Yang Ming's punch, I am afraid that his brain would be like a watermelon on the spot, red and white bursting in all directions.

What a Beska!

He is also worthy of being a veteran soul saint powerhouse who has lived for decades, and with the matching soul skills of the martial soul ice rain, the whole person turned into a puddle of rain and melted into the puddle of rain under his feet, narrowly avoiding Yang Ming's violent boxing.

Yang Ming missed a punch, a trace of red flashed in his eyes, and the three hook jade was rapidly spinning, faintly sensing the direction of the soul power fluctuation.

Yang Ming suddenly turned around, the five fingers of his left hand opened, and the viscous cyan flames like magma rolled to the ground, and in a burst of sizzling sounds, they continued to melt the hospital stairs under his feet, eroding the area of the rain puddle on the surface, and rising a large surface of smoke.

It's a pity that these smokes can't hinder the sight of the three hook jade writing wheel eyes at all.

Yang Ming's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he found that there was a gathering of soul power in a rain puddle two hundred meters away, trampled under his feet, and arrived here in less than a second at supersonic speed.

Bishop Beska had barely poked his head out when he saw Yang Mingfei kicking his face.

The upper of the shoe was close to Bishop Besca's vicissitudes of life, and in the face of the terrifying force of the acceleration, the wrinkles on his face writhed wildly, and his face collapsed, if it weren't for the teeth that would have been stripped out long ago, I am afraid that there would have been broken teeth splashing out.

"Boom!"

Bishop Beska's neck was deflected 90 degrees, and under the writhing of his neck, his rotten body spiraled in mid-air for more than a dozen turns, and then landed on the hard bluestone floor and tumbled repeatedly.

The delicate satin robes were covered with rain and dirt, making him look like a phoenix in the water and turned into a chicken.

With a few sharp sword lights flashing, a pair of arms and a pair of legs were fiercely cut off.

If Yang Ming doesn't make a move, it will be a thunderous momentum, and there is no room for Bishop Besca to have much chance to react.

As the saying goes, one step is fast, one step is fast.

With supersonic speed, Yang Ming took the initiative from the beginning, so he was able to set up such a brilliant record.

Yang Ming stepped on Bishop Besca's chest, his blood-colored eyes flashed, symbolizing his inner turmoil at this time, and his low and hoarse voice was like a subwoofer, ringing in Bishop Besca's ears.

"Say!"

"Did you send someone to slaughter the Holy Soul Village?"

In the face of Yang Ming's questioning, Bishop Besca did not give any answer.

Bishop Beska, as a scheming old fox, of course knows very well, and if he can't answer this question, let Yang Ming guess by himself.

As long as Yang Ming followed the line of the Blackwater Mercenary Group that he deliberately set up at the beginning, he would only find a certain elder of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and it would not involve the Martial Spirit Hall at all, let alone that adult.

As for the reason why Yang Ming would come to the door this time, Bishop Besca had already guessed more or less.

It is estimated that the group of guys who were sent to the Star Dou Great Forest to incite the soul beasts to raise a beast tide were not successful enough to fail, and they were discovered by Yang Ming, and their traces were revealed.

In fact, Yang Ming was also lucky at the beginning, Long Gong Meng Shu happened to meet the Wuhun Hall and his party, and caught someone with his crushing strength, otherwise Yang Ming would have been in the dark.

Bishop Beska didn't say a word, just stared at Yang Ming with the eyes of a dead man.

"You think you've won?"

Mingming's neck was almost broken, and Mingming's limbs were cut off by Yang Ming.

But at this moment, Bishop Beska did not have the slightest consciousness of being a prisoner, but as always, with a tone of superiority, which made people angry!

Yang Ming's ears were erected, and he moved slightly, and the sound of breaking wind kept approaching from a great distance.

Obviously, the movement here had already attracted the attention of the Titled Douluo sent down by the Martial Spirit Palace, and now it was constantly coming.

Bishop Beska naturally knew that His Highness Ghost Douluo would be able to come in just one more cup of tea.

When the time comes, no matter how many hole cards Yang Ming has, he will have to die!

As soon as this thought turned, Bishop Besca exclaimed in a low voice:

"Martial Soul True Body!"

In the Douluo Continent, there is a way to improve the overall strength, that is, to obtain the martial soul true body, the advantage of using the martial soul true body is that not only the consumption of soul power is particularly low, but also the infinite use of all soul skills from the first soul ring to the sixth soul ring, which is very helpful for the improvement of one's own strength.

It's just that this requires a soul master to reach level seventy or above to obtain, and every time the martial soul true body is cast, there will be a period of weakening.

At the moment of life and death, few soul masters are willing to use the true body of the martial soul.

Bishop Beska's Martial Soul Ice Rain has already increased a lot of power on a rainy day, and after casting the true body of the martial soul, it immediately shows a strange ability.

But Bishop Beska's head, neck, and body melted into a puddle of rain, and the rain that fell from the sky suddenly became dense.

In the beaded curtain of rain, the figure of Bishop Besca appeared in mid-air, and the limbs that were originally cut off by Yang Ming were actually condensed by rain, and by the way, the wound was blocked and no longer bleed.

Besca raised his hand and said coldly:

"Rain, obey my orders!"

As if compressed by a pair of invisible hands, the rain in the air converged into a rain dragon, the dragon head dragon horn dragon eye, the palm of the dragon scales, is actually a lifelike sculpture, like a real dragon, up to ten meters, the dragon head has the size of a truck.

The rain dragon coiled around Bishop Beska, apparently having suffered a big loss from Yang Ming's supersonic critical attack before, so as to protect himself from being ridden by the Wyvern again.

At the same time, Beska's ten fingers flicked in the void one after another, as if playing a symphony of fate, and under his control, countless raindrops were like dense bullets fired by rows of musketeers, surging towards Yang Ming!

Each raindrop, with the blessing of Bishop Beska's Ice Rain Martial Soul and a group of soul skills, was covered with a layer of frost, constantly slapping on the body of the Flame Demon King condensed by Yang Ming, and sparks struck out on him.

however

When Bishop Besca was fully focused on Yang Ming, he didn't notice that the twelve Soul Sect Soul King Soul Emperor powerhouses under his command had already been killed by Feng Baobao!

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