With the referee's order, the short-haired strong man stepped on the ground with his feet heavy, and his big hands slapped towards Zhu Ming like a fan.

'Whew!'

Seeing the opponent coming, Zhu Ming instantly moved to the side and dodged the blow of the big man.

"Hey, I'm a little capable, watch me shake my head!"

One of the remaining two, a man with long hair, dropped a set of rope darts from his sleeve and flicked it towards Zhu Ming.

But Zhu Ming slightly tilted his body to dodge the dart, and by the way, he pulled the rope to prevent the long-haired man from taking back the hidden weapon.

"Heh~"

The corners of the long-haired man's mouth raised, and he threw the part that he was originally holding in his hand, and his body followed the dart forward, "Lie to you, I used a two-headed snake!"

The strong man also took the opportunity to attack at this time, and when he saw Zhu Ming holding the rope in his hand, he pumped his palm again, and the palm was faintly glowing with cinnabar.

The third person suddenly emerged from the ground under Zhu Ming's feet and grabbed Zhu Ming's ankle to prevent Zhu Ming from having a chance to dodge.

Just when the three of them formed a joint attack, thinking that the attacker would not be able to escape, Zhu Ming smiled lightly.

"Huh!"

Zhu Ming suddenly vaporized and became invisible, dissipating into the air.

"How can it be ......" "Ouch~"

The three of them widened their eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of them, but their bodies still collided together according to inertia.

The floating gas was formless, and regathered Zhu Ming's image on the side, and in the eyes of other spectators, Zhu Ming's methods on the field also made them scratch their heads, and they continued to watch the game with some surprise.

Seeing the three of them lying on the ground crookedly, Zhu Ming raised his sword finger and silently recited the true mantra.

"The five internal organs are Xuanming, the green dragon and the white tiger, the battles are varied, the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, the body of the guard, and the urgency is like a law. ”

"Soul Chaser!"

With Zhu Ming's hands and swords in one, a divine light was released in his eyes, and the holy law in the sea suddenly moved!

Heaven and earth are magnificent, infinite golden light bursts out, and the Holy Emperor is in the mortal dust!

"Herod!"

A red BMW was the first to appear, and then Guan Sheng squinted his Danfeng eyes, stroked his beautiful beard with one hand, and held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, sitting majestically on top of the red rabbit.

The game scene instantly fell into an inexplicable sense of oppression, not only the three people on the field, but even the spectators watching the game on the sidelines could feel Guan Sheng's powerful power.

Then the golden light in Zhu Ming's eyes flashed, and Guan Sheng rode a horse and rushed towards the three of them with a knife.

'Wow!'

Under the blue sky and white sun, a bright light as cold as the bright moon at night flashed, and the three of them were all lost!

Looking at Guan Sheng, who was full of power in front of him, Zhu Ming opened his eyes, "It seems to be a little too strong......

"Surrender!

When the glaive sword light approached the three of them, they came to their senses and hurriedly shouted to admit defeat.

When Zhu Ming heard this, his hands separated, and Guan Sheng disappeared......

It only took a few seconds to use the order method against the enemy, and the winner was already decided, although the opponent was weak, Zhu Ming still didn't feel very happy.

The referee, who was originally under coercion, waited until Guan Sheng disappeared before waking up from a dream and shouting: "Yiqing snake, Zhu Mingsheng!"

"Next group, Yimo Snake prepares!"

Zhu Ming retracted the Fa Xiang, ignored the few passers-by who got up with a roll, and slowly walked outside, and a man in a coat walked in from the outside to pass him.

'I don't know how Zhang Chulan's progress is......

Thinking that Zhang Chulan had already passed the test easily, Zhu Ming no longer cared, but thought about the soul chasing order just now.

The Soul Chasing Order is the third type of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts, and it stands to reason that the Seven Killing Orders are stronger than the One Order, but the effect is not so strong, and the power just now is not weaker than Zhu Ming's previous use of 'God and My Thought'.

As for the initial gasification formlessness and gathering and dispersing from the heart, it was Zhu Ming's use of the vaporization technique in the Purple Mansion One Qi Sutra that was originally in the three-day Fa-rectification, which could turn himself into formless qi and be immune to general restraint and attacks......

Could it be the reason for his own use of the Faxiang, Zhu Ming secretly guessed.

Originally, the soul chasing order was to summon the Heavenly God Warrior to deal with the demonic enemy, and the power was already huge, but Zhu Ming borrowed the Emperor's Law more directly, and the Emperor's strength was of course boundless for the average Heavenly God Force.

It seems that it is because of the existence of the law phase, so this soul chasing order is infinitely powerful......

Maybe......

Zhu Ming suddenly thought of a possibility, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Zhu Ming, are you done fighting?" Feng Baobao asked as he saw Zhu Ming coming over.

Suppressing what he thought in his heart for the time being, Zhu Ming nodded, "Yes, take it easily, Sister Bao'er, what about Zhang Chulan's kid?"

"Wow!" Feng Baobao pointed down, "He's been sitting there for a long time......

Forehead......

Zhu Ming looked at Zhang Chulan wearing a cloak and sitting in the center of the venue, looking like Lao Tzu was the best in the world.

And not far from Zhang Chulan, there are three figures fighting fiercely.

watched them fight one by one, and the clothes on their bodies were torn, and then look at Zhang Chulan sitting quietly and waiting, a picture of rookies pecking each other and fishermen profiting.

"Brother Ming, didn't you see it, just now Zhang Chulan said that the target was Shilao and my father, and he said that he wanted to break through the sky......! My sister and I were dumbfounded......"

Feng Xingtong pointed to Zhang Chulan below, and said quietly.

Quietly watching the match below, Zhu Ming knew what he would face after the three of them decided the winner, and that winner would be knocked down by Zhang Chulan with a punch taking advantage of the danger......

While he was speechless about this behavior, it was undeniably a good strategy, especially for someone Zhang Chulan had to win all the way.

After a while, the internal friction of the three finally came to an end, and the final winner walked towards Zhang Chulan out of breath.

"Zhang Chulan, I did it. I've qualified as a challenger!"

"Come on, this is my respect for the predecessors who created the divine skills, this is my sincerity!

Zhang Chulan's posture remained unchanged, her lips moved slightly, "Sit down." ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the man sincerely, and said righteously: "Calm down the agitated aura in your body, and return your Qi to the best state!

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly.

"Zhang Chulan... Thank you... It's my honor to fight an opponent like you!"

Seeing Zhang Chulan so bright, he relaxed his body and mind and sat cross-legged for pranayama.

Seeing him close his eyes and breathe, Zhang Chulan slowly stood up and took off his cloak.

The audience looked at Zhang Chulan strangely, not knowing what he was going to do.

Holding the cloak in her hand, Zhang Chulan turned her head to look at the referee: "Uh, referee, I won't foul him now, right?"

The referee was silent for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and said, "...... No, but Zhang Chulan, I want to pump you now!"

The man was originally pranayama, but when he heard Zhang Chulan's words, he immediately opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Huh, didn't you say that you would fight when I finished pranayama?"

"Damn, what you just said...... What about the dignity of the strong that you just talked about?"

Zhang Chulan grinned, and a ray of sunlight shone on his body, "The dignity of the strong? That thing is not valuable, the real dignity has nothing to do with strength or weakness, it is a more noble thing, and it will not be taken out on such a cheap occasion to show off......"

After a period of unbearable pain, Zhang Chulan clapped her hands and raised her hand to signal victory.

The referee heard a scolding from the audience, but he was helpless: "B White Tiger, the winner Zhang Chulan ......"

"The green turtle is ready to enter!"