Chapter 62: Death from Talking
"Bell, bell......"
The flame stick that had fallen from Yu Ming's hand fell to the ground, and the metallic trills that emitted were transmitted to the outside world through the light curtain.
"This ...... Little brother won?"
"Oh my God, yesterday I heard that the little brother's spiritual power cultivation is at the peak of his talent realm, and I was still a little worried, but I didn't expect to be so powerful that he actually defeated Yu Ming!"
"What do you mean by talent, Dao body peak is much stronger than you, okay?"
After some people from the Zhongyi Sect saw Mo Ying's performance, they could not suppress their joy.
However, Lei You, who was teleported out and quietly watched the battle on the side, did not smile at all, but was very serious, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "The storm is coming." ”
"Except for Miya, you are the first person to hurt me, and you are proud enough. Yu Ming stood between the two Mo Shadows and said slowly.
The two Mo Ying didn't respond to Yu Ming out of voice, and then Yu Ming continued: "Today I'll let you see, what is absolute power!"
"Can you talk less nonsense when you're fighting?" Mo Ying, who had ice blue eyes, couldn't help but retort, it was still a woman's voice, still so cold.
"Okay, then I'll give you a simple one!" Yu Ming said heavily.
"Whew!"
As soon as the words fell, the flame stick lying on the ground suddenly erupted into a strong fire, and the blazing temperature melted the cold ice of dozens of meters around him! Immediately after, Yu Ming's eyes were all swallowed by the flames, and the originally normal eyes were beating with flames at this moment, and the neat clothes on his body were all burned by the flames, revealing several flame lines on his sturdy body.
"Vulcan Body!"
A flame mark lit up at the center of Yu Ming's eyebrows, and at the same time, the flame lines on his sturdy body began to glow and surge, and finally condensed into a flame mark on Yu Ming's chest.
"Whew!"
"Poof... Boast... Puff ......"
An extremely hot wind suddenly swept out, almost shattering the huge Xuan Ice Array that covered the dueling platform!
"Whew!"
Mo Ying, who had black eyes, felt the stronger and stronger aura coming from Yu Ming's body, and chose to take the initiative to attack, dragging the soul slashing knife into a lightning bolt and rushing up.
"Humph!"
At the moment when Mo Ying, whose black eyes moved, the flame stick that glowed on the ground flew back into Yu Ming's hand at great speed, and Yu Ming raised it with one hand and swept towards the black lightning that came up.
"Boom!"
But this time it was different, this time the spiritual power of the two sides was not at all deadlocked, and the black-eyed Mo Ying was instantly defeated as soon as he clashed, and was directly swept out by the flame long stick, smashed down on the dueling platform and rolled dozens of meters in a row, the difference in strength was too big!
"Your characteristic is to be fast, suppressing the opponent with extremely fast attack speed, so that the opponent can only be forced to defend, so even if the spiritual power is stronger than yours, it is not easy to find a counterattack opportunity! But speed does not mean strength, your spiritual power is too weak, as long as you are hit, you will immediately lose your combat effectiveness!" Yu Ming said slowly to Mo Ying, who was sent out of the way.
"Poof!"
Yu Ming didn't look back, he directly raised the flame long stick and swung it back, and a huge wave of ice that galloped up was smashed by Yu Ming's stick.
"Your characteristic is the ice attribute spirit technique of large-scale killing, and with the good Yuan Shen power on your body, the power is quite strong, but your opponent is me!" Yu Ming turned his head and said to Mo Ying with ice blue eyes.
Yu Ming, who had already opened the body of the Fire God, had absolute confidence in himself, and slowly pointed out the characteristics of the two Mo Ying, not in a hurry at all!
"Eat me!"
Yu Ming jumped up with the flame long stick, and slashed down at the Mo Ying force in the ice blue eyes, and the strength emanating from the long stick pressed down on the ground, and many small cracks appeared on the ground!
"Royal!"
Feeling the power of Yu Ming's blow, Mo Ying, who had ice blue eyes, hurriedly formed a spirit seal, and then stretched out his hands, and a thicker ice shield instantly formed, blocking the front.
"Poof!"
This was the sound of the ice shield shattering, although this ice shield was thicker than the previous two sides combined, but at this time, it was like a fragile glass, instantly shattered by the flame stick!
"Click......"
Mo Ying took two steps to the side at the last moment, avoiding the edge of the flame stick, and a long crack continued to spread out behind Mo Ying.
The power of a stick, and even that! Yu Ming's seemingly extremely random stick almost split the entire dueling platform!
"Whew!"
Although Mo Ying dodged this blow, Yu Ming's offensive was not over, the flame long stick slashed upwards at an extremely fast speed, and the ice-blue Mo Ying hurriedly raised the Frost Sword and blocked it with a horizontal sword.
"Bell!"
The speed of the ice blue Mo Ying was not as fast as the speed of the black Mo Ying, and the action of blocking was a little slower, and the frost sword was picked up and flew out, flipped a few times in mid-air, and then inserted itself into the ground behind Yu Ming.
At the moment when the Frost Sword was knocked out of his hand, the ice blue in Mo Ying's eyes quickly faded, and it returned to the original normal Mo Ying in less than a second.
"Ahh
After picking up the Frost Sword, Yu Ming took advantage of the victory to pursue, and swept a stick on Mo Ying's chest, knocking Mo Ying out.
"The cold on your body has disappeared because of the injury, it seems that this is your body, kill you, and it will be over!" Yu Ming said with a flame stick under his arm, pointing at Mo Ying, who was lying on the ground and spitting blood on his chest.
"Whew!"
Taking advantage of this time, the black Mo Ying, who had just been knocked dozens of meters away, adjusted and turned into a black lightning bolt again, rushing towards Yu Ming.
"Boom!"
Yu Ming didn't raise his head, he directly swept over with a stick in both hands, and directly shattered Mo Ying with black eyes, and after Mo Ying with black eyes was shattered, a wisp of Yuan Shen power escaped, Yu Ming grabbed it directly in his hand, and a flame burned it.
"Phew!"
The black soul slashing knife fell from the air and stuck on the ground, this is actually the incarnation of the soul of the wind annihilation, and the one who controls this body is a wisp of Mo Ying's primordial god, but this incarnation has been completely shattered by Yu Ming, and that wisp of primordial spirit has also been directly burned by Yu Ming.
"Ahh
A trail of blood flowed from Mo Ying's eyebrows, which was originally Mo Ying's Yuan Shen power, so at this moment Mo Ying was implicated.
At this time, on the dueling platform, there was only one Mo Ying who collapsed to the ground holding his chest, unable to fight again.
"It's over. On the square, Lei You, who was staring closely at the light curtain, slowly spit out three words.
"Alas, Yu Ming is worthy of his reputation, and the little brother has tried his best to fight like this!"
"It's a pity!"
Seeing that Mo Ying had no strength to fight again, everyone in the Zhongyi Gate also shook their heads and regretted it.
"You lose, I'll send you out, thank me well, after all, you can show off to people everywhere and hurt me, this may be your biggest show-off capital in the future." Yu Mingming, raised the flame long stick, and slapped Mo Ying who was paralyzed on the ground, wanting to slap Mo Ying into pulp!
"Click!"
The powerful force pressed the huge dueling platform full of dense cracks, and the largest crack almost crossed the entire dueling platform, which was caused by the power of Yu Ming's stick just now.
On the left side near the center of the dueling platform, Yu Ming raised his long stick and stood in front of Mo Ying, the Frost Sword was inserted behind Yu Ming, and the Soul Slashing Knife fell on Mo Ying's side, but Mo Ying was holding his chest at this time and was bleeding continuously, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up, his eyes were full of unwillingness, staring at Yu Ming deadly.
The battle is over, Yu Ming is worthy of being one of the people with the highest call to win the championship in this "Hundred Sects War", maybe Mo Ying himself never thought that he would lose so quickly.
“!”
The flame stick suddenly stopped when it was about to hit Mo Ying, and the scorching breath filled Mo Ying's face.
"Do you know who I am?" asked Yu Ming.
"I don't know!" Mo Ying replied coldly, his voice returning to the timbre of a normal man.
"Hehe, joke, you don't even know me, and you still have the face to participate in this battle?
Looking at the man in front of him who was so verbose, Mo Ying didn't seem to be too lazy to answer.
"Remember, Uncle Ben's name is Yu Ming! He is the flame inheritor of the Flowing Fire Sect, and the most outstanding existence of this generation of young people! He is the only man who can defeat Mei Yan! He is the existence that you will look up to for the rest of your life! Go die!" Yu Ming slashed the flame stick in a semicircle, plucked up his strength, and slapped Mo Ying down again.
"Phew!"
Just before the flame stick was about to fall, an ice-blue thin sword pierced Yu Ming from behind, and this sword pierced extremely tricky, directly stabbing the small flame mark on Yu Ming's chest!
"Ahh
Yu Ming couldn't help but groan because of the huge pain, and as soon as he opened his mouth, blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the burning body, and it was evaporated in an instant.
"No, you're just a poor man who died of talking. A Mo Ying with ice-blue eyes grabbed the frost sword that pierced Yu Ming in his hand, appeared behind Yu Ming and spoke, but it was the sound of neon frost that came out.
"You're... You can still incarnate, you have obviously been seriously injured by me, there is no movement at all, and the spiritual power in your body is close to exhaustion, how can you do it!!" The flame mark on Yu Ming's forehead began to fade, the flame in his eyes quickly faded, the flame pattern on his body also began to melt, and the flame mark that was stabbed by the frost sword also disappeared, and Yu Ming returned to his natural appearance at the beginning.
"Huh. ”
Mo Ying smiled but didn't answer, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty holding his chest, walked to the side for more than ten steps, and picked up the soul slashing knife that fell to the ground. On Mo Ying's hidden left arm, the black sigil was very dim, and only an ice-blue sigil was left gleaming with effort.