"Then you'll have to ask me about the ink in my hand!"

That time, Wang Ming found that after experiencing the "crossing", he could still use Tang Bohu's tricks, which undoubtedly greatly strengthened his strength. Although Shan Xiongxin in front of him www.biquge.info not to the level of a ten-level monster, he can entangle with him with ease.

"Ahh

"I can still tear the ink apart......" Wang Ming looked at the panting Shan Xiongxin, and couldn't help muttering: "Is it because I'm too far away or because the demon power is not enough......

"Boy!" Shan Xiongxin stared at Wang Ming viciously, and the green tendons stretched out just now had not yet dissipated: "Don't underestimate me!"

"So what!"

Wang Ming reached out again and released the ink marks that curled like a coiled snake - he thought that a reckless monster like Shan Xiongxin only needed to avoid going head-to-head with him, and the curling ink marks wrapped around Shan Xiongxin's weapons and hands, locking him like chains.

"Ridiculous!" Shan Xiongxin held the golden-topped jujube yang lance with both hands, glared angrily, exhausted the power of the dantian and roared, and the sound wave directly shattered the ink marks that were winding close to him, thus defusing Wang Ming's attack: "Do you think the same trick will be useful?"

"Look at you're so tired of that bear-like ......" "I think I'll see if it's useful or not, right?"

"Tired?" Shan Xiongxin shook his head, and the joints in his neck made a "click" sound: "The warm-up exercise has just been done, so let's get real." ”

"Talking so often, doesn't your waist hurt?"

It was actually Wang Ming who had back pain, and he had mastered the ink mark demon technique in Tang Yin's body, but he found that when he used it, it was completely different from when he used it in Tang Yin's body. The most direct explanation is the gap in demon power, as a newcomer among monsters, Wang Ming naturally does not have deep demon power to accumulate. With the two moves just now, Wang Ming already felt that his family was about to be emptied, if Shan Xiongxin belonged to the type that became more and more courageous, it might be really a little troublesome at the moment.

"You'll soon know if I'm talking big......"

Preemptively, these four words flashed in Wang Ming's mind: Shan Xiongxin belongs to the kind of monster with rough skin and thick flesh just by looking at the appearance, if he waits for the other party to make the first move every time and deal with it himself, then with Wang Ming's demon power, he will be dragged to death sooner or later, and if he wants to get out here, he can only strike first.

"Spiritual fire!" The ring in his hand was about to move, and Wang Ming took advantage of the situation to release the spiritual fire, and the crimson fire rushed straight towards Shan Xiongxin. Shan Xiongxin's expression could not hide the doubts in his heart, but he still had to deal with the crisis in front of him first.

"Water Dragon Spell!"

In a very classical posture of releasing demonic magic, Shan Xiongxin stretched out his five fingers and put them in front of his lips, and whispered the incantation, but before his spell could be successful, he was knocked to the ground by a blue light with a lance.

"Damn!" Shan Xiongxin hurriedly tried to get up from the ground, but suddenly found that there was an inky black snake next to his throat spitting flowing snake letters, and its fangs coveted his arteries.

"I'm not bad with this combo......" Wang Ming, who was controlling the ink-colored viper on the side, was already sweating profusely, and his eyes were even a little dark - it was obvious that he was almost at his limit.

"Stop the spell and fight back ......" Shan Xiongxin gritted his teeth and chewed on the name of the move that knocked him down: "I hate the person who uses this trick the most in my life." ”

"Then you can't get along with the Judge of the Underworld," Wang Ming took advantage of the gap to dress in an atmosphere: "Because this trick was personally given to me by the Judge Pu Songling." ”

"Hmph, what about the Judge," Shan snorted, trying not to let the snake's teeth touch him, "You should know that we are not controlled by him. ”

"People like you ......" Wang Ming shook his head: "In our state-owned enterprises, we will suffer a big loss, the leaders of other departments, can you not say hello when you meet?"

Wang Ming didn't know why he said this, he didn't have any memory of working in a state-owned enterprise - he didn't even have any memory of the Yang Realm.

"How does his Judge compare to me?"

"Oops......"

A strong male voice came from behind, if Shan Xiongxin, who was controlled by himself, was as loud as a bell, then the voice coming from this moment was not an exaggeration to surprise the gods.

Wang Ming was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and didn't dare to look back, but he was suddenly lifted up from his neck like a chicken.

"Where is the monster, since you hear my voice, why don't you turn your head!"

Wang Ming froze and turned his head. Although the monster in front of him has already been famous all over the world, like thunder, but when the four eyes meet, Wang Ming still gasps: nine feet long, two feet long, face like a heavy jujube, lips like grease, red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, dignified appearance, majestic.

"It turned out that it was really Guan Erye...... Wang Ming only felt numb all over his body, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know what kind of jackpot he had won after he died, and he met these mythical and legend-level monsters one after another. Some may be the same as Zhuge Liang, at least they are very kind in communication; some may be like Han Xin, they are chattering and like to give people strategies and tactics, but Guan Yu, who is standing in front of him now, is definitely not a good stubble according to Wang Ming's superficial judgment.

"Captain Shan......" Guan Yu glanced at Shan Xiongxin, who had just stood up: "What happened, how could you be knocked to the ground by him." ”

"I'm ashamed...... The captain ...... "Shan Xiongxin, who has always been arrogant, actually softened his tone at this moment: "This kid's demon magic is very evil, one moment it is Tang Bohu's ink track spell, and the other time it is Mr. Kong Ming's spiritual fire, and just now he used Pu Songling's spell to fight back against me......"

It turns out that the ink-splashed hex is scientifically called the Ink Rail Spell, but now it's my own spell, and I should want to call it what to call it...... Wang Ming, Wang Ming, it's all this time, what are you still thinking about......

"Second Master Guan...... The captain ......" Wang Ming pointed to the hand that grabbed him: "I am holding my breath so much, can you put me down and talk?"

"Don't let him go, captain!" Shan Xiongxin waved his hand again and again: "This kid is very ghostly, and he will run away again later!"

"What are you afraid of?" Guan Yu sneered: "I can escape the monster in my hands, I'm afraid it hasn't been born yet." After saying that, he threw it away, and Wang Ming stumbled and struggled to stand firm.

Standing firmly and face to face with the legendary martial saint, Wang Ming felt a sense of coercion that was almost suffocating.