This kind of strength has completely surpassed Lin Ming, and the others are most likely to be a powerhouse of the Emperor Realm, Lin Ming raised his head and looked at the man, "Senior, I'm just a newcomer, you won't be so cruel to me!"

The old man immediately burst out laughing when he heard Lin Ming's words, he let go of his foot and turned his back, "What's your name?"

"Lin Ming, I don't know who the seniors are, and the strength is admired by the juniors!"

Lin Ming was very respectful, but he was just about to get up when his chest hurt again, and then he saw that the old man actually kicked him in the chest.

His body suddenly flew upside down, he gasped violently and then looked at the old man, "Senior, did I say the wrong thing? Why did you hit me again?"

"That's right, I just want to beat you up!" he laughed playfully with an eyebrow.

When Lin Ming heard this, he immediately wanted to beat him up, but at this stage, he didn't have that strength, and he might be beaten violently, he thought about it, and suddenly frowned, and a fist shadow struck him again, and he had to retreat.

But before he could take two steps back, he saw a fist shadow coming from his back again.

Click!

He suddenly felt the pain in his back as if he had been hammered, and his bones seemed to be broken, and he suddenly rolled on the ground with a spasm.

But this is not the end, Lin Ming's head, arms, chest, and legs were hit hard again, and the old man didn't seem to be used to Lin Ming at all, or he was mentally ill.

But fortunately, Lin Ming's recovery ability was amazing, at this time he looked at the old man with a frown, "Senior, you don't have to make an inch, just because I endure you again and again doesn't mean that I won't resist!"

Lin Ming's tone was cold for a while, but as soon as the old man heard this, he immediately smashed his fist again, boom!

He rushed backwards again, "Damn, if Lao Tzu hadn't been able to beat you, I would have hammered you into a dog's head!"

Every punch of the old man passed by, and every punch might hit him, but in the end, it was a few points worse.

For three days in a row, Lin Ming almost didn't close his eyes in the prison, fortunately, his aura was endless, otherwise he would definitely be beaten to death by the old man now, and the old man finally quieted down just now, he looked at Lin Ming with great meaning, and then walked into the dark night.

"Yes, young man, I am surprised by your ability to withstand my beating for three days, and your ability to recover is also one in a million! cherish your body!" Although he did not see anyone, he could hear his appreciation in the old man's voice.

Lin Ming glanced at the old man in the darkness with a look of disgust, but when he was about to recover his strength, he suddenly felt that the joints of his body began to accumulate warm currents, this change made him feel incredible, he hurriedly probed out his spiritual sense to see what this thing was, but the old man laughed to himself.

"What's the difference?"

"What is this!" Lin Ming asked, but the old man said with a smile: "Do you think I'm crazy or a manic maniac who beats you every day?"

Lin Ming nodded, but he immediately shook his head when he thought of being beaten before, and the old man immediately laughed, "I know that it is very embarrassing to beat you for three days, but I am not beating you in vain, I have already completely opened the five important acupuncture points of your body for you!

Lin Ming also felt incredible when he heard this, he hurriedly reached out and suddenly clenched his fist, and then snorted, Lin Ming suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength.

He felt the build-up in his body begin to become warmer, followed by a snort.

Lin Ming slammed his fist at the wall, and with a snort, his fist slammed over, boom, click!

The incomparably hard wall was bombarded with a huge fist mark at this time, and there were cracks on the mark, "This kind of strength!" Lin Ming's eyes were also full of surprise, he couldn't believe that this was actually a move released by himself, and he couldn't believe that all this was true.

He hurriedly looked at the old man, "This ...... Is all this true?"

"Of course it's really difficult, do you still want to be beaten by me?" The old man looked at Lin Ming with a smile, and the latter threw several punches in a row in extreme shock, and sure enough, each punch carried the breath of spiritual power, as if it was about to squeeze through the void.

The opposite wall was also beaten to pieces by him, especially the group of prisoners opposite, who were originally extremely arrogant, just now they were going to fight again, but now they are all trembling in the corner like their grandsons, and some even hug each other.

On the other hand, Lin Ming had already begun to sit down and breathe at this time, and he once again spread the power of the golden crow all over his body through the Bodhi Bird, spreading it everywhere the heat flowed through.

As the power of the Golden Crow swam, he could clearly feel that his aura was constantly rising, so that in the end, it had reached an unprecedented height.

"This is the mystery of hand-to-hand combat, young man, do you understand?" At this time, the old man touched his beard, and he looked at Lin Ming with a relieved expression.

The latter did not speak, but focused all the attention of his whole body on the power of the rampaging golden crow, and every joint was like a dead wood in spring compared to before.

Lin Ming let out a loud shout, and when he suddenly looked up, he felt a strong heat current rolling in, and his hands couldn't even control the Dao flames.

Boom, he pushed both of them out directly, and at this moment, almost all the breath was poured into his hands, and the moment this punch blasted out, Lin Ming was even surprised.

Of course, he was also surprised by his fellow inmates in the opposite cell, and he even shivered.

I saw that the punch smashed the cell door made of special material in front of him, and the wall on the opposite side was directly shattered.

You must know that this is the big prison of the blood ghost family, and its hardness is naturally needless to say, but Lin Ming actually smashed it in a circle, which he couldn't imagine before.

Then a group of soldiers pounced directly, and their speed directly surrounded the broken cell, and then a man in a black corset walked over.

He saw Lin Ming's held up hands, and immediately pulled out the saber at his waist, rubbing it!

The corners of Lin Ming's mouth raised slightly, "General, what are you doing here?"

"Bastard, who put him in this cell!" the man angrily looked back at the jailers.

But for a while, everyone was speechless, and finally a man walked out, "General, it was General Ghost Seven who sent someone to lock him up here, saying that he wanted to dispose of him, so we ......"