Chapter 85
The spring grass in Yu Jin's hand turned the hilt and stabbed at the trick pointed out by Liu Wu. When he was stabbed, he didn't stop there, but forbearing the fist of Ming Wang almost made him different from ordinary people. When all the sword souls were smashed more than once, both hands were pushed forward at the same time, exhausting all the energy, and the sword handle was moved forward again, from stabbing into a collision, straight before the side of the impertinent Ming King was taken Out of many distances.
Yu Jin pressed the sword handle and bumped all the way forward, and the Ming king was also unable to stop retreating. There is an old saying that the Buddhist monk stepped into a lotus step by step, but at this time the Ming king stepped back every step, and the entire person was aging.
Liu Wu, who looked weak over there, looked at the young man and took the Ming King directly for more than 20 steps. He saw that the ugly face of Wang Zongming, the first person in the reincarnation state, was already densely covered with wrinkles. Deeper and deeper, the roots are intertwined, and the silver wire covered all over has completely turned into frosty white, and the momentum of the whole person has changed from being strong like water to dying like a shallow pond.
Liu Wu exhaled, wiped a handful of blood stains on his face, and then smiled inexplicably.
The more towering the mountain, the more easily it will be completely landslide due to the looseness of several stones. The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in the ant's nest. This principle is most suitable for the people in the magic sect. Blood-strength physique, indestructible like a golden stone, but also causes a certain trick to be extremely fragile. In that place, the pagans in the Western Regions said that it was the ankle of God, and in the eyes of the people in the Central Plains, it was absolutely perfect. Everything is in harmony with the heavens and the earth, there is always a shortage of surplus, and the magic sect is particularly obvious.
Even though Ming Wang was in this state, he still found the trick in Liu Wu's intentional unilateral defeat.
Already bowed.
Yu Jin pulled the string.
The big luck man who inherited the blue fortune, the old king of Emperor Shakespeare shook the rivers and lakes, and finally began to fall in front of time. In ruthless time, his body began to weaken.
Because Yu Jin smashed that key trick, Soochow 's ink gas rushed into the Ming king 's body, messing up those lingering cyan gas luck, so the Ming king can no longer resist under the power of time, whether it is Dong Xuan's reincarnation is still the realm of Tianjun. As long as he is not a real fairy, as long as he is still a human, he cannot withstand the time, and the Ming king is no exception.
He was old at that moment.
Yu Jin stepped forward, one step, and Chun Cao turned the sword handle to the point of the sword again. He saw that the King of Ming suddenly suddenly looked aging and withered. The sword in his hand paused for a moment, and then his eyes became calm and calm. Easily immersed in Ming Wang's body, which had no such rocky body and pounder air protector, passed through Ming Wang's chest from bottom to top, then the sword tip emerged from the back of his throat.
The blood splattered three feet, not the scarlet color, but very pale, as if diluted.
Yu Jin drew his sword and withdrew it from the sheath. There was also a light in his eyes, which flickered as the sword light returned to the sheath.
King Ming was standing there. It was difficult to imagine that a person had suffered such a serious injury. Both the level of luck and physical strength had fallen to an unprecedented low, but he seemed to have no feeling at all, just standing there. If it hadn't been for Yu Jin's sword that had just been determined to be the killer, I would have thought that the Ming King was far from reaching his limit.
Ming Wang looked at Yu Jin and nodded. "A little skill."
Yu Jin didn't care whether the Ming King still had the strength to speak and stand. At this moment, he finally exhaled a long breath, like this one, exhaled all the turbid air, and then sat directly on the ground with his butt, leaning his back Because of the recent battle, I do n't know when the roots of the big tree fell, while panting loudly, while looking at the Ming King in front of him, the last hand is not only the Ming King 's winning hand, but also his winning hand, so long The fighting calculations are just for the last hand, and all the air and gas are exhausted. It seems that the strength of his reincarnation state will also disappear immediately.
After Yu Jin breathed a few sips, he asked the Ming Wang who was covered with blood in his eyes, but still standing flatly, "I still don't understand why you didn't choose to deal with me before, but to confront me directly? Otherwise, it is estimated that the outcome You have to think about how. "
Ming Wang smiled: "Zhu Geyi, Chun Cao Qiu Ying, I didn't win that year, but now I have never played such a kid who inherited the sword and inherited the luck, but it was true that Mozong was not born. When it came to an end. "
Liu Wu over there answered with a smile: "Ming King, the destruction of the Demon Sect of the heyday was not entirely because you were suppressed by the Emperor Soochow, but more because of the proposal made by Mr. Zhang Xixu that year. A city is not as good as Dingjianghu. At that time, no one could shake the iron-clad Dachu, break a city, and use the city as a transaction. I will not beat you, I will return the city to you, and you will help me to destroy Mozong. Several countries, including Soochow, were lingering and trying to win the front line, so they could only accept it. Mr. Zhang looked far away, and he did so only after seeing the possible disturbances after the world was calmed down. "
Ming Wang spit out a bloody saliva at random and sneered: "This group of scholars, who are clever by themselves, say they are the world, and they are the ones that most damage the world."
Liu Wu shook his head and smiled: "Ming Ming, there is no need to wash the matter, Mr. Zhang did it right. At this time, there are many adults in the chapel who highly respect his seemingly ancient proposals, if not relying on them The countries and the later Dachu iron ride the Pingjianghu to make your demon lords prosper, and Dachu just calmed down the national transportation depression and did not destroy the demon lords. Later, how many troubles will occur, and how many more people will die. King Ming should also Only clear. "
Ming Wang still sneered: "It was given to the Han family, and how many people died?"
"At least, it looks much better."
Ming Wang raised an eyebrow and snorted, "That's the same reason."
He looked at Yu Jin and took a step forward.
The King of Ming suddenly became full of vigor, and Yu Jin, who was full of energy, could see that the blue energy of King Wang's body seemed to come alive, and then moved. Yu Jin and Liu Wu couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this situation. This is an impossible event. The Ming King is not a god. It is absolutely impossible for him to have a chance to regenerate after suffering such a heavy blow. It is impossible.
Liu Wu murmured, "Go back to the future."
Yu Jin was shocked and watched Ming King step by step before him, even though the momentum was not as bad as before, but he was still magnificent and magnificent.
"You asked me why I should go to the net."
Ming Wang smiled, pointed his finger forward, and that finger gently tapped on Yu Jin's chest. Yu Jin was inevitable and had no strength to move. He was now at that turning point from the heyday to the ordinary. It is impossible to avoid.
This finger fell, Yu Jin frowned fiercely, as if a knife fell into the heart, stirred in the soul of the sword body and then drilled in.
Ming Wang closed his fingers.
His face was ugly, and his voice was like a thunderous thunder.
"I look at Mozong like you."
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