"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Yan Rong, who landed on the ground, glanced at the soldiers around him, and looked at Wei Ming,

"I didn't expect that after eight years, your strength is still like this...... It's impressive. ”

Yan Rong looked at Wei Ming on the other side and sneered, although he was still unbelievable about what had just happened, he gradually got used to it.

......

Eight years ago, when Wei Ming was suppressed on the outskirts of Bloody City, this kid also put forward a heads-up suggestion at that time, and he gladly accepted it, but Wei Ming caught the flaws and cleaned them up, and finally let this guy escape.

It's just that when he fled, Wei Ming's five subordinates resisted to the death and bought Wei Ming precious time, while the five of them died in their duties.

......

He always thought that the battle at that time was because of his lack of cultivation, and the yin tricks of Wei Ming and his party at that time gave this kid a chance. However, now, when he showed the cultivation that he had been cultivating for eight years, he was still forced down from mid-air by Yan Rong, and this situation was really unacceptable to him.

How so?

......

In all fairness, if it was just a hard fight, Wei Ming might not be able to gain the upper hand in the battle with Yan Rong, but as a scout who had been a scout for several years, Wei Ming's insight was definitely beyond the reach of others.

Eight years ago, with the help of insight, Wei Ming noticed Wei Ming's flaws, and was able to successfully get out with the help of the strategy of poisoning; now that eight years of kung fu have passed, his cultivation has been improved, and his insight has also been improved, and with Lin Tianxuan's promotion and help, his strength and combat power are even more incomparable, and his insight into the enemy has already reached his attainment.

With his current strength, even if he doesn't have to be much stronger than the other party in terms of combat ability, with the flaws and omissions of the enemy that he has seen, he is fully capable of fighting with a high-level monk-level enemy!

......

Looking at Yan Rong on the ground, Wei Ming no longer hesitated, and attacked again, the blade of the sword in his hand fell like raindrops, not giving Yan Rong the possibility of escaping again.

"Woo Woo ~ ~"

The blades were flying, and the situation began to become more and more unfavorable to Yan Rong.

In the battle just now, he had been shocked by Wei Ming's fierce attack just now, and he had lost a certain amount of fighting spirit, and at this moment, he was ravaged by Yan Rong, suppressed on the ground, and there was nowhere to dodge around, which was completely caught in a situation of passive resistance.

However, he will definitely not sit still like this.

"噌噌噌 ~~~"

One after another, the green mangs were released, and Yan Rong danced the black light sword in his hand to the water, defending around his body, like a turtle with a shrunken head.

Turtle shrinkage tactics, in the case of last resort, Yan Rong will never be used, but according to the current situation, this can only be the only choice.

When!when!

A crisp sound exploded in the sword shadow, and Yan Rongqiang held the huge sword shadow, trying to confront Wei Ming's sword qi.

The sword shadow with jade luster all over his body became more and more translucent and thick under the blessing of Yan Rong, and then it became stronger and stronger in the aura that surged rhythmically like a tide, not giving Wei Ming any loopholes.

Since only the surface was protected, the protective power of such a sword shadow was doubled, so in several bombardments, Yan Rong successfully resisted the bombardment of the other party.

However, even if Yan Rong's resistance did strictly resist his attack, Wei Ming was not too impetuous, in his Yan Zong, Wei Ming was just a turtle caught in an urn. In the previous battle, he had already keenly captured Yan Rong's mind, and he had revealed the slightest great fear of falling, so for this guy's bombardment, Wei Ming also became more and more courageous.

Yan Rong's mind was thinking hard about how to escape, and after fighting for more than ten minutes, his fighting spirit was almost completely exhausted under the intensive bombardment, and he didn't want to entangle with the guy in front of him anymore. If he continued like this, he would definitely be consumed alive by Wei Ming.

Is it really going to be planted here today?

Looking at the ferocious explosions around him and the dense crowd of heavily armed soldiers, he felt the slightest depletion of the strength in his body, and a trace of indescribable horror emerged from Yan Rong's mind.

The encirclement of everyone may not be terrible, and it may not be reliable to meet strong opponents, but the loss of strength is the most terrifying.

Yan Rong felt the aura true yuan in the dantian that had become thinner, as if he saw the footsteps of the god of death quietly approaching with this increasingly dense bombardment, and his heart became anxious for a while, and there was also an extremely short trance in his voice.

And at this moment, Wei Ming's eyes suddenly lit up in front of him, and he quickly seized the opportunity that he had been waiting for, stepped forward, and then threw his right fist like a whip, and then rushed out.

"Wow~~!!"

The sharp blade in this hand quickly passed through the gap in the sword shadow, and smashed directly into Yan Rong's chest with a pop.

"Kuqi ~ Ku ......"

A terrifying sound of bones shattering suddenly sounded, and Yan Rong's chest suddenly dented into a fist-sized hole in the next second, and a burst of terrifying power quickly escaped from the surroundings of the lightsaber, which exploded quickly like cracking ice, instantly shattering Yan Rong's chest bones, and the internal organs were also shattered into countless pieces by this terrifying fission.

Burst~~~!

Yan Rong was caught off guard, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a mouthful of thick red blood, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and he looked at Yan Rong with a trace of horror, resentment, confusion, and poison in his eyes...... It's complicated.

"You...... How the hell are you ......?"

Yan Rong looked at the sword on his chest in disbelief and opened his mouth intermittently, but before he finished speaking, he sank all over his body and fell to the ground like a sandbag, killing him on the spot.

......

"I took the sword. ”

Wei Ming muttered to himself, picked up the black sword that Yan Rong was holding in his hand, didn't bother to look at this guy's corpse, turned around and walked towards the few people who were caught.

At this moment, Qin Ling and the others had been caught by Wan Peng and others, and they were quite embarrassed, and after seeing the scene just now, they were even more furious, and they almost vented their resentment on Wei Ming. He struggled to rush towards Wei Ming.

"The surname is Wei, even if Qin dies today, he must die with you!"

Wei Ming just sneered and shook his head slightly.

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Lin Tianxuan and the three of them had finished their cultivation and were on their way back to Yanguo's Mansion when urgent news suddenly came from the channel, which seemed to be an emergency from the status of the situation.