"An arrogant man, he dares to be disrespectful to the Dragon King of the West Lake, it's like killing himself!" a monster with a long beard on each cheek jumped out, pointed at Ma Xiaoming with a harpoon in his hand, and scolded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lord Dragon King, the villain suggested that these two people be broken into pieces...... Well, then it is made into a snack dish, and the meat of those who practice martial arts is delicious, and the blood is easy to drink. The monster with the black fish head was obviously not paying attention to Ma Xiaoming's disrespect to the Dragon King of the West Lake, in his eyes, it was obviously more important to eat, as he spoke, the corners of his mouth were already drooling, and the two knives in his hands were already rubbing, similar to those chefs when they were cooking.

"I still haven't made amends to Lord Ryuwang. "A turtle monster with a winged hat swayed out, and although it also had a human body, it was wearing a set of official clothes.

It's just that this turtle monster seems to be unable to get home because of its own cultivation, and the Wang Ba shell has not faded, but is still on his back, and the whole image looks very funny.

"You make amends now, my master has a lot, and I will definitely not blame you. The turtle monster said in a loud voice, and his eyes widened as he spoke, perhaps to increase his might.

It's just a pity that his expression has been useless.

Because Ma Xiaoming directly expressed his attitude with actions.

"Hahahahahaha!" Ma Xiaoming suddenly laughed out loud, and kept patting the wine table in front of him with both hands, so strong that many dishes and drinks on the wine table spilled out.

The face of the Dragon King of West Lake was even more ugly, and the robes draped on his body kept rising and falling, obviously angry.

"Isn't it funny that a king also dares to be called the dragon king?" The laughter gradually stopped, Ma Xiaoming stood up and shouted, "Today Lao Tzu is here to eliminate the demon guard, not to drink with you for fun, Wang Ba, you will die!"

The turtle monster was shocked, obviously Ma Xiaoming touched the reverse scale of the West Lake Dragon King, the West Lake Dragon King hated others to say that he was a turtle in his life, for a question of title, there are already I don't know how many monsters have died at the hands of the dragon head.

It's just surprising that the Dragon King of West Lake didn't get angry as usual, but his face softened, not as ugly as before.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Sima Daxia, I'm not a turtle demon, but an authentic dragon!" As if afraid that Ma Xiaoming would not believe it, the Dragon King of West Lake retracted his left hand into his sleeve, and when he stretched it out again, there was already an extra stone cuboid in his hand.

"Look, it's actually the sixth son of the dragon who is under the throne, and I've been carrying this Xia Huang merit monument for a long time. The stone tablet in the left hand of the dragon head man is very exquisite, engraved with dense small characters, and an ancient rhyme flows on it, which obviously has a long history.

Ma Xiaoming saw other meanings, where is the proof?

The merit tablet of the Xia Emperor in the hands of the dragon head man not only records the merits of following Dayu to control the water, but it is also a powerful magic weapon in itself!

In Ma Xiaoming's induction, the aura faintly revealed by this merit tablet was already comparable to his Zhanlu sword, and even surpassed.

The meaning of the dragon head is very obvious, Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with, you don't have to be embarrassed.

It's just a pity that Ma Xiaoming has no intention of appreciating it.

"Wang Ba, you still dare to pretend to be a dragon, even if you say that you will break the sky, you will not want to live today!" Ma Xiaoming pulled out the Zhan Lu sword, no longer polite, his momentum skyrocketed, and all the monsters, tables and chairs around him except Wang Xiaohu were blown away.

All the monsters swarmed up, and the big swords, spears, swords, halberds, meteor hammers, and all kinds of weapons rushed towards Ma Xiaoming's vital point.

In the face of the group fight of the monsters, Ma Xiaoming did not panic, and with a turn of Zhan Lu in his hand, the immortal swordsmanship flowed out.

Immortal Swordsmanship: Thousands of Miles of Ice! It is no longer a simple swordsmanship, nor is it a simple Frost Emperor Fist, Ma Xiaoming's current realm can already easily use the sword to use the mystery of the fist technique.

An endless tide of ice instantly stirred up on the Zhan Lu sword, rolling towards the monsters surging in all directions. A shrimp-headed monster dodged a little slower, and was frozen in the blink of an eye, but in a moment, the look in the eyes of the shrimp demon disappeared, and the human form changed, revealing a dense stomach and feet and a curved tail with a shell.

The rest of the monsters are not much better, the black fish essence that flowed saliva before is also frozen at this time, but his vitality is quite tenacious, after being frozen by ice, he continues to struggle, and the double knives in his hands continue to whirlwind towards the ice cubes that freeze him, but in vain, in a hurry, his body completed an extremely weird angle, the big fish's mouth opened, revealing rows and rows of sharp fangs, biting directly towards the ice cubes.

It's just that there are only a few tenacious monsters like the black fish spirit after all, and most of the ones that are swept up in the cold air flow have become river fresh ice sculptures, and their motionless appearance is no different from the fish products in those cold storage.

Of course, there are also some monsters that escape, such as the turtle monster that moves extremely slowly, it stands to reason that his speed should be much slower than other monsters, but he escaped, and some crabs and snake demons that were a little faster than him were swept away by the ice flow and lost their lives.

It's just strange that although those monsters who escaped with their lives flinched and didn't dare to step forward again, they didn't flee directly to the river, and Ma Xiaoming, who saw this scene, couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Wang Ba, you also know that your subordinates are no threat to me at all, if you have a little guts, just fight alone with me!" Ma Xiaoming fought with the sword in his hand, and the momentum of the A-level powerhouse was all released, and some of the little demons who could still stand suddenly all lay on the deck, unable to move.

Until now, the dragon head man still didn't make a move, and when the previous ice tide swept towards him, the Xia Huang merit tablet in his hand emitted a strange halo, forming a circular light shield that protected him inside. The ice stream containing a strong cold force collided with the light mask, and without causing a single ripple, it simply disappeared.

Obviously, this Xia Huang merit monument is extraordinary, because ......

Although Ma Xiaoming's previous move was just a relatively ordinary move Thousands of Miles of Ice, he had already used his full strength, the maximum output of the Life Immortal Yuan, and the pinnacle of control.

Ninety percent of the power was used by Ma Xiaoming to attack the Dragon King of the West Lake, and only one percent of those shrimp soldiers and crabs would face. You know, there's almost no waste of energy in between, just look at the undamaged deck.

But even so, the dragon head man was unscathed. (To be continued.) )