Chapter Ninety-Seven: Perfect

The middle-aged bat was furious, "Despicable reptilian! You're killing yourself! Give me death! ”

The middle-aged bat casually took a handful, and there was a huge black ball in his hand, and the middle-aged bat ran out towards the rickety Xiao Ming with the huge black ball in his hand.

Faced with a desperate situation of life and death, Xiao Ming instantly burst out with all the potential in his body, and rubbed his hands together, and also rubbed out a huge fireball.

"Filthy bats! You've picked the wrong opponent! ”

The black ball collides with the fireball.

"Bang!"

Fragments of black-red light scattered and annihilated, extremely gorgeous, but yet deadly!

Xiao Ming was swept away by the energy fluctuations, slashed through the arc in the air, and smashed on the ruins a full hundred meters away.

"Bang!"

The ruins were directly smashed out of a big pit, and Xiao Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, convulsions, and turned into a corpse again.

The middle-aged bat on the opposite side was also not having a good time, the blood in his mouth spurted out wildly, his body retreated wildly, and the root of his foot ploughed a deep scratch on the ground.

The dozens of Chosen Ones, who were already crumbling in the field, were even more unbearable, swept away by the aftermath of energy like being swept away by the autumn wind, spitting blood from their mouths and slumping to the ground.

The middle-aged bat gasped violently, slowly stood up from the ground, and walked in the direction of Xiao Ming step by step.

"Incorrigible fellow! King John wonders if your head is empty, or if it contains something as bad as your name! ”

Xiao Ming was motionless and silent.

The middle-aged bat looked up and laughed wildly, "This is what happens if you dare to be an enemy of King John!" You lowly reptiles! Succeeded in angering the noble King John! As a price, today, everyone, must die! ”

Hundreds of Chosen Ones who were lying on the ground, their eyes had already closed, and their faces changed drastically, and they all struggled to get up, magic arrows and energy balls in their hands were on standby at any time.

The middle-aged bat waved his hand, and one of the closest Chosen Ones flew towards the middle-aged bat uncontrollably.

The face of the Chosen One changed greatly, and all kinds of big moves in his hands smashed towards the middle-aged bat as if he didn't want money, but he regretted that he couldn't break the defense.

The middle-aged bat shook it with one hand, "Bang!" The Chosen One turned into a puddle of blood and exploded.

The middle-aged bat's face was hideous, "Humble reptile!" A swarm of ants! Rejoice! You will have the privilege of seeing the true power of King John! ”

The middle-aged bat waved his hands slowly, and terrifying power fluctuations came out of his hands, even if he didn't know how to cultivate, just looking at this posture, he understood that this was definitely going to be a big move.

Suddenly, the middle-aged bat's hands shook, and it turned out to be Xiao Ming's body again, struggling, and staggering to his feet.

Xiao Ming staggered to his feet, raised his arms and let out a shout, "Everyone, the Chosen One! Bat exhaustion! Those who can still get up, follow me to kill the enemy! ”

After Xiao Ming finished speaking, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked solemn, closed his eyes, and waved his hands slowly, and a terrifying force gradually rose.

The middle-aged bat looked horrified, threw the unfinished black ball in his hand in the direction of Xiao Ming, turned around and flew backwards.

Xiao Ming finished pinching his hand, and pushed the fireball in the direction of the middle-aged bat with all his might, and let out a shocking roar, "Die!" ”

The fireball collided with the black ball, easily tore the black ball apart, and continued to drag a flame tail, speeding towards the middle-aged bat in the sky.

"Ahh

The fireball smashed into the body of the middle-aged bat, and the middle-aged bat let out a scream, and its entire body exploded, turning into hundreds of black bats, flying away in all directions.

Xiao Ming turned his face to look at the hundreds of Chosen Ones in the field, obviously wondering why no one had followed him to throw his ultimate.

At this glance, I found that most of the hundreds of Heavenly Chosen ones had already fallen to the ground, with more air out and less air intake, after all, I had just fought a few tricks with the middle-aged bat, and just because of the energy fluctuations, this group of Heavenly Chosen ones in the Qi Refining Period was already about the same.

Glancing at the son of the Yan family again, this man covered his chest with one hand, stretched out to the sky with the other, his eyes widened, and blood hung on the corners of his mouth, as if he was about to make an unyielding cry to the sky, and as if he was a silent indictment of this world.

Xiao Ming realized that he was too worried, after all, he and the middle-aged bat didn't use their full strength, but the scene looked scary.

Perfect performance.

For everyone, what happened today was a perfect show.

In addition to the hundred bat werewolves who hung up, there are also those Chosen ones who hit the streets.

The bat werewolves are innocent of death, and those Chosen ones can't do anything about it.

How can it seem real if you don't die a few people?

The path of cultivation does not tolerate people who do not want to die for themselves and for others to die.

That kind of person often dies as soon as he goes out!

Who do you think you are?

Xiao Ming sighed softly, closed his eyes and fell back heavily.

"Bang!"

Xiao Ming fell to the ground, motionless, and transformed into a salted fish again.

The son of the Yan family, who had already turned into a salted fish for a long time, seemed to be disturbed by the huge roar, and made a "uh-uh" sound from his throat, and the hand stretched out to the sky trembled slightly, and slowly came back to his senses.

The son of the Yan family got up with difficulty, glanced around, and instantly turned his eyes red, and let out a scream that shocked the earth and cried ghosts, "Brother Ming! Brother Ming, what's wrong with you? Brother Ming, wake up! Brother Ming, you get up and look at me! ”

The mournful screams of the Yan family broke through the silence of the ruins, and hundreds of Chosen ones woke up in twos and threes, struggling to get up and rescue the Chosen ones who fell to the ground and threw themselves on the street.

"President!"

Another mournful scream sounded, and Xiao Ming, who turned into a salted fish, slightly revealed an eye, and looked towards the mournful scream.

It was the old black man, covered in blood, who was already out of breath and out of breath and out of breath.

The old black man was just an ordinary person, and when the bat first appeared, the Chosen One also protected the old black man behind him.

Later, he and the middle-aged bat exchanged cruel words and threw big moves at each other, and the Chosen One was too busy to take care of themselves, where did they have time to protect the old black man?

The apartment collapsed, and it was a blessing that the old black man was not crushed to death, and then he fought a few tricks with the middle-aged bat, and the energy fluctuations emitted were unbearable even for the Chosen One with cultivation, okay, they were acting.

But even so, the old black man, an ordinary ordinary person, could not survive no matter what.

Of course, now, this old black man was lucky not to die, but he saved a lot of trouble, and what really made him care was not which chosen one desperately protected the old black man, but ...... The old black man looks into his eyes before the bat comes.

This old black man, it seems...... What do you know?

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