Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But before Zhao Ming's body completely fell to the ground, the other party's palm had followed, and there was no time for Zhao Ming to breathe at all, Zhao Ming's body turned in the air, and his back fell directly to the ground, rolling on the ground for a while, Kankan dodged the palm of the middle-aged strongman, Zhao Ming didn't dare to hesitate, he got up directly after rolling twice, and he didn't care about the dirt on his body, his eyes looked directly at the other party standing not far away, the corners of his eyes kept beating, the strength of the other party had exceeded his expectations, he had never had a chance to shoot from beginning to end, he could only escape under the opponent's attack, and it was Kankan to dodge......

At this moment, Zhao Ming was actually very nervous in his heart, his eyes were staring at the other party, his body was motionless, and he still looked firm in his eyes, but he himself knew that he was really scared, he was not a saint, and he would not think that he was the protagonist of those novels, and he would always have the protection of the author from the perspective of God, he could only rely on himself at the moment, of course, he believed that as long as he admitted defeat and begged for mercy, the other party would definitely not do anything to himself, and even accept his own surrender, a congenital powerhouse, especially the addition of such a young congenital powerhouse like him would make the powerful Jin Dynasty more like a fish in water, The battle against the Great Song Dynasty may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back, but Zhao Ming is unwilling, really unwilling, he is now afraid in his heart is hate, hates his own incompetence, hates himself Even if he works so hard, he can only escape in the hands of the enemy in the end, which makes him very depressed and unwilling......

The middle-aged man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, it seemed that he was really just trying to drag Zhao Ming, and he did not mean to blame Zhao Ming's sneak attack at all, or that Zhao Ming's little actions were under his control, and he did not expect it at all......

Time flies by minute by second, the situation on the battlefield is shifting towards Dajin's side little by little, at this moment not only the west wall, the north city wall on the front has also been attacked by the Dajin Dynasty, hesitating the consumption of the west city wall, as if the North City has been reduced, and it didn't take a moment and a half for the North City to fall into a battle, at this moment the entire Xiangyang seems to have fallen into a crisis all of a sudden, all the soldiers who can fight have been sent to the city wall, and even some of them are still helping gauze, On crutches, but they still didn't flinch in the slightest, they couldn't use their hands, then they could use their feet, they couldn't use their feet, so they opened their mouths to bite, and tried everything they could to entangle the enemy in front of them, and win even a few seconds for the marshal and Xiangyang City......

Everything is in Zhao Ming's perception, at this moment, Zhao Ming's position is knocked on the city wall, everything that happened on the city wall is in his full view, his heart trembles for the first time, he is afraid, really afraid, afraid that the city wall that was guarded by the soldiers with their lives will collapse, the city gate will be trampled, he is afraid that the people who are guarded by the soldiers with their lives can only watch under the butcher's knife of these big golden dog thieves in the end......

Zhao Ming's eyes moistened all of a sudden, he was angry, he was aggrieved, he was even more unwilling, for the first time he had the idea of wanting to fight side by side with those soldiers, he tried hard to engrave himself, but the whole shoulder was still trembling insufficiently......

Zhao Ming's actions fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man picked up Zhao Ming's actions at the moment, and his eyes showed a trace of disappointment, he felt that Zhao Ming was afraid, afraid of himself, a strong man who had lost his strongest heart, no matter how young he was, the final road would be narrower and narrower, and he was slowly blocked by his own heart to move forward, in his opinion, Zhao Ming at this moment is like this, it can be said that in his eyes, Zhao Ming is no longer as amazing and brilliant as he saw before, he is very disappointed.......

But before the middle-aged man's disappointment was completely revealed, suddenly a burst of violent power appeared in his perception, it was a kind of power that even a strong man like him who had reached the late stage of innate thought felt trembling, as if he was the master of this battlefield, his surprise turned into surprise, and finally turned into fear, raised his head to look at Zhao Ming who was full of red light in front of him, and a look of shock flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes......

And at this moment, Zhao Ming's heart was full of mania, he was unwilling, he didn't want to lose, he didn't want to continue to look at those soldiers in his eyes, but he had no choice, a nameless fire ignited from his heart, and the internal force of his whole body turned for no reason, slowly running according to the route described in the Seven Killings Sutra, and for a while, the bloody qi that filled the entire world began to gather towards Zhao Ming's side, accommodating Zhao Ming's thin body, filling Zhao Ming's whole body, Zhao Ming only felt that his whole body was bulging, making him feel unpleasant, and his whole eyes were supported by this power and turned red, like a ruby......

The middle-aged man didn't know why Zhao Ming suddenly had such a change, but the premonition in his heart was getting worse and worse, as if something unfavorable to him was about to happen, he slowly lost the mentality of game life at the beginning, and began to be cautious about the scene in front of him that exceeded his expectations......

Zhao Ming didn't care about the expression and mentality of the middle-aged man in front of him, because he had no time to care about it now, and his whole body was like a balloon filled with gas, as if it was about to burst in the next moment, but even so, the bloody qi between heaven and earth still rushed towards him without interruption, and it seemed that he was used as an outlet for them, and the amount of bloody qi on the entire battlefield can be imagined, and the pain that Zhao Ming asked to bear at this moment is naturally self-evident.......

"Uh... Forehead... Ah......" Zhao Ming clenched his teeth and roared, his gums had been bitten by him and bloody, but they were insignificant compared to everything he was suffering in his body at the moment......

Zhao Ming now has the heart to die, if it is an ordinary innate powerhouse, it is estimated that he is dead at this moment, there is no room for maneuver at all, the bloody qi is only a congenital body can withstand it, but Zhao Ming is different, Zhao Ming's body has already broken through to a higher level, since there is a breakthrough at that level, there are very few attacks that can really break through his defense, and now this bloody qi wants to rush out of his body for a while It has become impossible, but for the carrier of this body, Zhao Ming has always suffered the pain of being filled with bloody qi in his body............