Chapter 128 The disciples practiced

The big snake's gaze fell on Liu Teng and the others, and suddenly showed joy.

He laughed wildly: "Wonderful, this kid is also quite eccentric, and the quality of his essence blood may be comparable to that of the Terran Martial Sect." ”

"Haha, there are actually two martial artists, and a samurai...... It's time for me to make up for it today!"

Yin Ming's eyes flashed, and he said casually: "I have heard that the demon clan is heavy on blood, and I didn't expect to be a traitor to my human race!"

The big snake obviously didn't hear Yin Ming's temptation, and hissed: "You kid, you are really ignorant. ”

"How noble my demon clan is, although Nie Zhongping's strength is good, he is a lowly human race after all. ”

"He really wants to join my demon clan, how can the demon lord take in a lowly human race. ”

Yin Ming nodded secretly in his heart, learning a lot of information from the words of the big snake.

Nie Zhongping shouldn't have completely fallen to the demon clan, maybe this time it was to deal with himself, so he found this big snake demon.

The demon clan in Fengxi must be extremely bloodline, this kind of demon is extremely brutal, and does not take the life of the human race seriously at all.

The big snake laughed wildly, "Okay, that's the end of the day, the time should be almost up." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Li's voice suddenly sounded outside.

"Governor, this provincial government is a thief and doesn't dare to come out to meet you. ”

"He harbors evil spirits, and people have gathered stolen goods, and the last general will ask for this fang. ”

There was a moment of silence, and then in mid-air, a soft voice of promise sounded

The voice is cold, and I can't hear emotions.

In the courtyard of the provincial capital, the head of the big snake suddenly rose up and rushed straight towards Gong Qinzhong.

Obviously, the demon clan also has some preferences and habits in terms of diet.

The big snake wants to eat Gong Qinzhong first, probably because he thinks that Gong Qinzhong is old and frail, and he has no martial arts, so he is the most unpalatable among the people present.

As for Yin Ming and Liu Teng, who he was most interested in, he naturally wanted to save it for the end to eat.

Yin Ming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly waved his hand and stopped Zhao Long and the others who were about to rush to rescue Gong Qinzhong.

Yin Ming shouted: "Gong Lao, "Bamboo Stone"!"

A trace of doubt flashed in the big snake's eyes, and this kid was a little too calm.

Nie Zhongping said that this son is just the realm of the parallel martial arts sect, should he be lying to himself?

This thought was just a flash, and his speed did not decrease at all, and he had reached Gong Qinzhong's body in an instant.

Gong Qinzhong was a little panicked, but when he heard Yin Ming's shout, he immediately felt that his mind had settled down.

Gong Qinzhong was busy using the method taught by Yin Ming, urging the literary spirit to surge, while reciting poems in his mouth.

"Inscription Bamboo Stone" was recited casually by Yin Ming during a lecture.

This poem is short and concise, concise and to the point, and was once used by Gong Qinzhong to teach beginner scholars.

Therefore, Gong Qinzhong's comprehension of this poem is quite profound.

Chanting:

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. ”

"Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing. ”

With Gong Qinzhong's chanting, the bluestone under him shattered with a click, and the whole person sank three inches deep.

On Gong Qinzhong's body, there was a faint blue light flickering, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a jade.

At this time, the big snake was already biting down.

Yin Ming shouted: "Yi Shui Wen Palace, Wen Qi protects the body!"

It didn't take him to remind him that Gong Qinzhong did his best to release his temperament and protect himself.

I could only hear a piercing sound, and the big snake retracted its head and looked at Gong Qinzhong with some surprise.

Shicai took a bite, although it was just a casual bite, but when he was idle, a big stone was about to be shattered, and a samurai swallowed it.

This old man looks drooping and old, why does it seem to be rooted in the dirt and not moving?

Moreover, there is a faint feeling of hotness in the mouth of the big snake.

Wen Qi naturally restrained the demon clan, because although Gong Qinzhong's cultivation was far inferior to the big snake, it also brought slight damage to the big snake.

Yin Ming shouted: "Ziming, you also go and try your hand!"

Yang Ziming took the order, took a step forward, bit his middle finger, and quickly wrote down the word "chop".

The serpent was furious, and he finally saw it.

This kid is actually training with him.

This is probably the kind of strange cultivation method that Nie Zhongping said.

The other party obviously has a doorman, and he is using it to practice at this time.

The big snake was furious, he had always been a demon clan and a human race, how could he have been so despised.

He plundered blood food everywhere in Fengxi, and even a great master like the Governor of Fengxi didn't do anything to him.

Today, in front of a few juniors and old men, he was actually despised!

At this time, Yang Ziming's big "chop" word had reached the top of his head.

The serpent sneered, and took the blow motionless.

On the forehead of the big snake, there was a booming explosion.

However, the serpent was not hurt at all.

He was dressed in snake skin, covered in fine scales.

The big demon scales are harder than the refined iron that has been tempered for thousands of years.

Yang Ziming was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that he couldn't even hurt a single hair of the demon clan after practicing for days.

He didn't know that under the scale armor of the big snake, there was also a slight tingling sensation.

Yin Ming shouted: "Don't be discouraged, this is a big demon, and his strength surpasses that of ordinary martial arts sects." ”

He also reminded: "I punish the enemy with literature, and I don't want to be it." ”

"Try to break their bodies and punish their minds. ”

In fact, Wendao has a natural advantage.

That is, Wendao has many means, directly targeting the enemy's inside.

The demon clan is so strong, one is strong in blood, and the other is strong in flesh, far better than the human warriors.

However, the means of literature and Taoism can avoid their strongest physical body, and if they hurt their physique and energy, they will naturally damage their physical body.

Yang Ziming gritted his teeth, his middle finger quickly cut into the air, and he wrote nine "broken" words in a row.

These nine "broken" characters were stacked together, and the momentum was even more victorious, and they arrived in front of the big snake in an instant.

The scales on the serpent's body rippled, as if they were human hair.

This little human race, not even a warrior, actually made him feel a little threatened.

Immediately, the word "broken" was printed on the big snake.

Of course, this is the result of the serpent's failure to dodge.

Although he felt a little threatened, he was not afraid, and planned to see what this kid was doing.

In the next moment, the big snake only felt a slight feeling of sluggishness.

The inscription is broad and profound.

The word "broken" can break the real thing or the mind.

Yang Ziming's words are to break his mind and cut his body.

The key is that the aura that entered his body, Zhongzheng was generous, and it was not wiped out by the demonic qi for a while.

This Wen Qi is like the heaven and earth of demonic energy in his body,

The big snake's heart froze, and in the next moment, the demonic energy around his body soared, floating in the air, and the murderous aura was soaring.

After all, his realm was higher than Yang Ziming, and he used all his strength to urge the demonic energy, and he defused Yang Ziming's attack on the spot.

The big snake sneered: "Okay, good, it's really interesting." ”

"But that's all, now, let's die!"

With his cruel laughter, Yang Ziming's face turned pale and he fell to the ground.

Seeing his chest rise and fall, he was almost so sad that he vomited blood.

Yin Ming finally stepped forward, holding the Wendao Zhu pen in his hand, and shouted: "Demon, it should be your life!"

Yin Ming said, with the text of the Zhu pen, he also wrote nine "broken" words in a row.