As Zhang Ruifeng's brother, Zhang Beiming's face was black and purple at the moment, purple and black, and his facial features seemed to disappear in the night, only to see him shake off Zhang Cuishan's hand suddenly, raise his hand and pinch it:

"Qianjindao, iron plate squid!"

Song Ming frowned, almost not laughing:

"Huh?"

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the iron plate on the field suddenly rose up like a huge wave, rolling in from all directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's what it means!

Song Ming suddenly realized, there was no time to laugh anymore, and immediately lifted his legs and ran wildly, when he saw that he was about to step on the overturned iron plate, but he didn't want to be black above his head, and another iron plate fell from the sky, sealing the space above.

Looking around, the line of sight has been completely surrounded by iron walls, up and down, front and back, left and right, all six walls are black, except for the iron plate on the soles of the feet, the other five sides are constantly shrinking, like a smaller and smaller iron box.

At this moment, if Songming is a little soft, he will be squeezed to death step by step, turning into a pool of blood, water and flesh.

Seeing that his whole body couldn't move, Song Ming shouted helplessly:

"Hey, who is outside, I have no grievances with you, don't make such a big fuss, okay?"

Zhang Beiming's face was like cold frost, and he slowly approached the "iron box".

Because the control limit of the Kaiyuan warrior is less than ten zhang, the closer you get, the greater the control power.

I saw him keep getting closer to the iron box, until he came to a place less than half a meter away from the iron box, he suddenly stopped, and said in a cold voice:

"Called Rao? Didn't you say it, since you hurt my brother, I'm your villain! Qianjin Dao, a sword trick-"

Listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, the iron plates around Songming became heavier and heavier, more and more crowded, and his bones creaked.

Seeing that it was about to collapse, Song Ming's right palm, which was originally supporting the right iron wall, simply let go at this moment, and before the iron wall contracted, he instantly drew his arms, hooked forward, and slammed his fist towards the iron plate in front of him.

It was the strongest punch Song Ming could throw in this position.

When Zhang Beiming heard the sound of the fist, his brows tightened, but when he saw a fist in front of him, it instantly blasted out from the iron wall, and the fist was dripping with blood, turning into a big palm in an instant, and it poked towards his neck.

Zhang Beiming's eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.

Matsu Naruto was still in the iron wall, a punch blasted out, the fist turned into a palm, a palm poked out, grabbed Zhang Beiming's neck, instantly pinched his cervical vertebrae, tightly choked his throat, and lifted his whole person out of thin air, as long as he added a little more force, he could kill him with his bare hands.

The iron wall, which was constantly shrinking, instantly lost its power to contract.

The iron sword that fell from the "One Style Falling Sword Technique" suddenly stalled in the air, fell by inertia alone, and smashed on the top of the iron box wall with a ding dong, and failed to insert it, but fell aside.

The audience was silent.

The worst moment of the crisis is also the moment when the turning point comes.

The more you seize the turnaround in a dangerous time, the more you can turn it into a winning opportunity.

Because when anyone encounters an opponent who is far inferior to himself, he will be careless, even if he forcibly makes himself cautious, it is only a superficial caution, the world, all living beings, no one can be an exception.

Zhang Beiming also knew this, but he didn't expect to be seized by the other party in an instant, at this moment he was almost suffocated, his eyes bulged out, and he was about to be squeezed out, and his life was in danger.

His expectations for the strength of his opponent kept rising, but in the end, he still underestimated his opponent.

On the Qianjin Dao Sword Floor, other competitions were suspended due to Song Ming's sudden situation, and the participating disciples and spectators all gathered around this battle; The disciples at the back could not see it, so they had to rise with their swords and watch the battle from the air; The disciples whose strength was not enough to suspend the sword in the air took out their large-screen Dao Li mobile phones one after another, accepted the audio and video signals, and watched the live broadcast.

In the picture, Song Ming broke the wall with his bare hands and held Zhang Beiming high.

When they saw this scene, everyone gasped, and even their thoughts almost stopped.

Shi Yun, who was eating the original fruit in front of the TV, was already stunned; The rest of the Merry Dao disciples on the scene really saw the power of Song Ming for the first time, and they were all dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and looked at each other, unable to believe the fact they saw.

Even Ye Lan felt incredible.

Qi Yu frowned slightly.

Qi Ming seemed to be smiling.

Luo Yun's face was stern:

"Is this the power that humans should have?"

Lan Tingzhen's face was calm, and he suddenly stroked his beard and smiled:

"The so-called way of the samurai is a way against the sky."

Only a few seconds passed.

In Zhang Beiming's more than 20 years of fighting, this is the first time he has been choked by his bare hands, and it is the first time he feels the threat of death.

He didn't have time to feel humiliated, nor did he have time to think about his opponent, and the experience of a thousand battles told him that it was too late to shrink the iron plate at this moment, and even if the sword stab could inflict fatal damage, it could not be faster than the hand that choked his throat.

But in order to win, he decided to give up his life.

Now the only thing he could do was his Kaiyuan Ninth Order Dao Root, and I saw him quietly concentrate all his Dao power around the iron plate that was pierced by Songming's fist, and quietly pinched it with one finger.

I saw that the edge of the hole in the iron wall turned from a rough fold into a sharp blade in an instant, and then shrank violently.

It's about to cut off Songming's arm!

The sharp blade cut down from all sides, instantly cutting through Song Ming's flesh and blood, and when he was about to cut off his arm bone, Song Ming resisted the left palm of the left iron wall, shrank back with the momentum, followed by the left fist, smashed the entire blade around the flowers, and then tore the iron plate with his bare hands.

Although the left fist smashed the blade smoothly, it also scraped off a few pieces of his fresh meat.

But from the beginning to the end, Songming did not blink.

I saw that his right palm was always choking Zhang Beiming's throat, and his left hand tore open the iron plate, barely getting out of the iron wall, and then raised his hand and lifted Zhang Beiming higher, as if to pierce the sky:

"Villain? That's true, but as a villain, your strength is not enough. ”

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Preview, Chapter 0093, Jia Renwu

PS: Here to answer a reader's question (what do you say, this reader is myself?) It doesn't matter! The question is: Song Ming is about 1.75 tall, why can he lift Zhang Beiming, who is taller than him, from his neck? There are three answers: first, the pine is lifted from the neck, which theoretically saves the height of a head; Second, Songming's arm span is relatively long, long enough to explain any plot holes; Thirdly, he will also lift taller men...... Wait, what's the answer? It's so numb to say that I'm going to make up the number of words.,It's a free chapter......