Chapter 189: Three Moves
Zhaoming appeared, the audience was silent, and those who were dissatisfied with their intentions immediately left all the boredom in their hearts behind, and their eyes became full of anticipation, and the show was about to begin.
Zhaoming stepped on the pear immortal, without any major battles, and only followed by Heipi alone.
The black skin landed on the hill where the minotaur was located, and Zhaoming flew directly to the Songbai Ridge.
"You're finally here, I don't dare to come!" General Jinwen said coldly.
Zhaoming smiled: "I once said that I would rather die than kneel, and in the same way, as long as I said it, I would rather die than disobey!"
It's like a promise made to those captives, even if it becomes the fuse of falling out with the minotaur, he has no regrets. The slash that day seemed to have resolved the anger in the Minotaur's heart, and even if Zhaoming left later, he did not kill the captive.
"Looks like you're ready to die!" General Goldenrein clenched his fists and began to adjust.
Zhaoming shook his head and didn't answer, but looked in the direction of General Dragon, and bowed deeply: "I've seen the general." β
There are two people in Skyrim Ridge who have an unusual relationship with him, or it can be said that it is kindness. One is the Minotaur and the other is the Dragon's General.
It's just that the relationship between General Long and himself has always been like seeing flowers in a fog, and it is not real enough. There are occasions when he seems to be thinking about himself, but many times when he can help himself, he doesn't show any attitude.
And he has said a lot of inexplicable things to himself, reminding himself to be careful of something, but he doesn't explain it.
It was mysterious and difficult to see, but Zhaoming's intuition told him that this predecessor who had survived the dragon and phoenix era did not seem to have any ill will towards him.
At this moment, he can be here, even if he doesn't help, it will be a lot to help himself. At least if you're lucky enough to win. It should not be directly killed by the enraged Golden Eel King.
"No need to be polite!" said the dragon general on the hill lightly.
"Thank you, General!" Zhaoming stood up straight and said loudly, "I didn't expect the general to come, I feel very honored." Now that the general is here, it's time to be a witness. β
"General Jinwen has an agreement with me, if I lose this battle, he will not kill me, and I will return this life to Jinshui. However, Jinwan is not allowed to take the initiative to use force against Chigang at will. If I win, I will cede 250,000 li to the east of Cuiyunzhai and 600,000 li to the south to Chigang. β
General Dragons looked at General Golden-vein and asked loudly, "Is there such a thing?" β
General Jinwen nodded: "Yes!"
General Long pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "I can't say how it has always been, but as long as I am in the South Dragon Cave for one day, your agreement will be counted for one day." β
"Thank you, General!" Zhaoming bowed again.
He stood up straight, looked at General Jinwen again, and said loudly: "If there is nothing to do, let's start!"
General Jinwen said loudly: "I am one realm higher than you. I'll let you make three moves. β
Zhaoming smiled slightly: "Thank you very much!"
As soon as the words fell, he was not polite to the other party, stretched out his right hand, and quickly condensed his true qi, and within a moment, it was as if he was holding a bright little sun. It seems to be like the starting hand of the Sun Fist, but Zhaoming did not stop, but continued to condense. It's as if you want to drain all the true qi of your whole body into your hands.
Delayed, a quarter of an hour later. The entire Songbai Ridge was flooded with crimson light, making it impossible to look at it directly. Except for the demon clan above the Golden Immortal Realm, no one can see the situation on Songbai Ridge clearly.
"What kind of exercise is this?" someone exclaimed, not seeing anything, but from a distance he could feel the terrifying power condensed in front of him, and even felt bursts of hot heat.
"I'm afraid General Jinwen is going to suffer. If Zhaoming makes a move at this time, how to dodge. With Zhaoming's strength, even a monk who was one level higher than him would be afraid that it would be difficult to resist his punch. There has also been speculation about why Zhao Ming did this.
Under that blazing light, even the Golden Immortal felt that his eyes were weak, and the Golden Striped General of the Xuan Immortal Realm was afraid that he would not be spared.
As soon as this statement came out. Many people nodded their heads, all thinking that this should be the case. And the golden-veined general who was standing opposite Zhaoming had a calm face, as if he was not worried at all.
The true qi in his body was almost overdrawn, and the power of the flame condensed in his hand had reached a limit, and Zhao Ming smiled slightly and slapped it with one palm. But to everyone's surprise, this palm did not attack General Jinwen, but slapped directly on the top of Songbailing Mountain.
"Hum!" A sound of air trembling came, and the little sun in Zhaoming's hand was slapped directly into the Songbai Ridge.
"This is ......" the crowd was stunned, puzzled.
When the little sun entered the mountains, there was no earth-shattering loud noise, only a burst of clicking sounds. Goodbye, countless cracks appeared on the top of the mountain, spreading in all directions with Zhaoming as the center.
The speed is extremely fast, and in an instant, it is already 10,000 meters in radius and is still spreading.
"Good means!" the vine demon lord laughed, stepped on the Xuanguang upside down, and quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he was hundreds of miles away.
The other lords did the same, abandoning the hill at their feet and retreating. With their strength, they can easily stop the spread of cracks in the earth, but since they are spectators, they naturally won't disrupt the battle between the two.
Seeing that the four major lords were like this, how could the other demon clans dare to stay, they all retreated one after another.
In just a few breaths, the battlefield was turned into a radius of hundreds of miles. The clicking sound became more and more urgent, denser and denser, and the black blank space was immediately covered with cracks.
"Boom!"
As if the pent-up energy suddenly erupted, the sound of clicking instantly turned into an earth-shattering loud noise, and the flames of goodbye soared into the sky, sweeping through the shattered earth and rocks, turning into a sea of fire, spreading for hundreds of miles.
The rolling waves were all extremely powerful earth flames, and even the golden immortal powerhouses were a little surprised. The golden-veined general, who bore the brunt of the attack, took off into the air as soon as possible to avoid being surrounded by flames.
"It's Earth Flame!" the Snow Demon Lord was slightly stunned, as a snow elf, she recognized the power of Zhaoming's trial for the first time.
The Golden Light Lord sneered: "Could it be that the fire practice has become so easy, the prince, Shang Yang, and Emperor Jun are all masters of using fire, and now there is a Zhaoming." β
The vine demon lord also frowned slightly: "Manipulate the earth flame that the prince and they can't try well to such a degree, I'm afraid that this fire magic power is even stronger for them in the same realm." β
General Dragons remained silent, just quietly looking ahead and not saying anything.
The Snow Demon Lord chuckled: "There is such a character under your command, you are very calm, and you don't comment a few words, are you pretending to be hypocritical and pretend not to care?"
The Golden Light Lord sneered: "Don't you learn from your Minotaur subordinates, and I'm also thinking about whether I can suppress this kind of subordinates!"
General Dragons raised his head and finally spoke: "The fact that I can come here today is enough to show that I value him very much. Among the rising stars of Skyline Ridge, he is the only one I can afford. β
"That's right!" the Snow Demon Lord laughed coquettishly, "I don't know what kind of Cheng DΓΉ this Zhao Ming has reached in your heart." β
"The talent is not weak, and the bearing is comparable to the Demon Emperor! I say this, are you satisfied?"
After a slight hesitation, General Dragons replied to her lightly, and continued to look at the battlefield.
The three major lords were stunned, they didn't expect that General Dragon's evaluation of Zhaoming would be so high.
After many years of intrigue and intrigue, they know each other very well, and it is precisely because of their great understanding that they know that General Long is not a person who talks casually.
This guy who survived from the Dragon and Phoenix Era is a person who has fought with Dao Ancestor and survived, and because he has a deep relationship with the Dragon Clan, he knows many secrets that others don't know.
In the entire Tianji Ridge, he is afraid that he is more qualified than the prince to evaluate the legendary Dao Ancestor and Demon Emperor.
At this time, the two people on the battlefield had already begun to hedge their momentum, and the aura of the Golden Striped General Xuan Immortal was all released, and the feeling of overwhelming the sky was overwhelming. Zhaoming stood in the middle of the Songbai Ridge, which had turned into a sea of lava and fire, and looked straight ahead.
"The first move is actually like this, it's smart!" General Jinwen said coldly. He also thought that Zhaoming would take advantage of the dazzling fire to attack him, but he didn't think that it was a miscalculation.
Zhao Ming smiled faintly: "I didn't think that I would ask you to make three moves, but it will take too long for this lava flame to be cast, so I can only be respectful and obey." Since you have already taken advantage of one move, there is no need to waste the remaining two moves. β
"Second move!"
As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand, and two flames rolled towards the golden-veined general in the sky.
"The third move!"
Goodbye flames condensed, like a sharp sword pointing straight at the sky, and the blade of the sword was the golden-veined general.
"Carving insect skills!" General Jinwen snorted coldly, and slapped out with one palm, filling with water vapor, directly extinguishing all Zhaoming's attacks.
The aftermath did not stop, rushing in all directions, like mountains flying into the ocean, stirring up thousands of meters of lava.
"Boom, boom!"
There was a loud noise, and several huge whirlpools appeared in the sea of lava and fire, and they were about to fly into it, but they were wrapped in water vapor, and it took a long time to recover to normal.
However, with a simple move, he could see the strength of the golden-veined general, which amazed many demon clans.
It's just that the person concerned didn't have a little joy, but was shocked for a while, and after being stunned, he was furious: "Zhaoming, you dare to play with me!"
Those few flame attacks seemed to be turbulent and terrifying, but after dealing with them, they found that they were powerless, and the weak ones were simply not worth mentioning.
With Zhaoming's strength, it is impossible for the attack method to be so weak, and in such a situation, there is only one answer: the other party does not want to take advantage, but just makes two false moves to make up the number of those three moves.
Such a life-and-death battle, two false moves, is not intended to be a contemptuous expression, and what makes General Jinwen even more angry is that he didn't see it just now.
"You're looking for death!"
General Jinwen burst into a shout, and a black halberd appeared in his hand, and the tip of the halberd condensed the ocean of water vapor, turning into a shocking thunder and killing Zhaoming.
"No matter who you want to kill me, remember to be ready to die!"
Zhaoming also shouted, plunged into the sea of lava fire with one hand, picked out the boiling lava, and turned into a huge fireball, as if the sun was catching up. (To be continued......)