boom!
Yang Ming punched out, and the bright golden light fell into the world like the panic-stricken sun.
He punched Lu Ziming, and the light in his soul shook like water waves.
Lu Ziming was horrified because he discovered that Yang Ming, who was originally seriously injured, not only had his combat effectiveness not reduced, but actually increased.
He didn't have time to think. As soon as he swung Yang Ming away with his sword, he felt pain in his ribs.
He saw two identical beautiful women, one attacking him from the left and the other from the right.
Two deep blood marks appeared.
"Damn it!" Lu Ziming was furious. He roared and slashed at Fang Xiu with his sword.
It's not that he doesn't hit women, it's mainly because the two twin female spies in front of him are not afraid of any attack at all.
So he could only vent his anger by fighting.
He knew very well that Fang Xiu was the culprit who caused him to fall into such a decline. As long as Fang Xiu died, everything would be over.
Uh-huh!
Thousands of torrents of sword energy burst out from Lu Ziming's sword. With one strike of the sword, there seemed to be a vast ocean transformed from the torrent of sword energy between heaven and earth. Raging waves swept across and spread.
boom!
The torrent of sword energy submerged Fang Xiu. He was like a small boat sailing in a stormy sea, being ruthlessly torn apart by the sword energy. His whole figure seemed to have been cut into countless pieces, and even phantoms were created.
However, the next second, the phantom slowly condensed and turned into Fang Xiu's entity again, unscathed!
Lu Ziming's eyes were about to burst and he was roaring in his heart.
What kind of monsters are these? ?
His mentality was shattered. His opponents were simply inhuman. It didn't matter that they were low-level, but each one was more difficult than the last.
He would rather fight against a fifth-level powerhouse than face Fang Xiu and others again.
One becomes more courageous with every setback, one cannot be killed at all, and the other two female spies are even more outrageous, unable to touch them and unable to be attacked at all.
How to fight this?
escape! Must escape!
Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Lu Ziming finally reluctantly made a decision.
That is to give up his luxurious wood house worth 300,000 yuan a night and live in Yuelai Inn.
He wanted to escape, but Fang Xiu wouldn't give him a chance.
boom!
Fang Xiuxin's long figure suddenly burst out with raging black flames that shot up into the sky. The black flames were churning and had the potential to burn the river and boil the sea.
"Crow Burial."
As the black flame wings behind him flapped violently, thousands of black flames shot out, turning into soaring black fire crows.
The sea of fire composed of fire crows directly blocked Lu Ziming's path.
Lu Ziming, who did not believe in evil, wanted to force his way into the sea of black flames, but when a fire crow came into contact with him, he was shocked to find that a hole had been burned into the light of his soul.
The black inflammation is even spreading.
Fortunately, Hei Yan's stamina was insufficient and he extinguished it directly.
But it was enough to shock him, it was simply unimaginable.
He even began to doubt his life. Could it be that the fifth level he broke through in the burial ground didn't count?
In fact, he is a false fifth level?
What about the promise that the light of the soul is indestructible and can ignore all abilities?
Not only the fourth-level Yang Ming can confront him head-on, but also the third-level Fang Xiu.
The two summoned female ghosts can attack regardless of the light of the soul, and the strange black fire can also burn the light of the soul. Although only a small amount is burned, it is still burned after all.
What Lu Ziming didn't know was that there were actually very few means in the world that could break the light of the soul, but unfortunately, he encountered them all today.
Yang Ming was able to confront the light of the soul head-on, relying on the power of heaven and earth.
Black Flame can burn the light of the soul because it is Zhou Qingfeng's most perfect work. As Fang Xiu's strength increases, he can exert more and more power of the original mask, and it can already have an initial impact on the light of the soul. .
As for my wife... no one knows what she relies on. Anyway, she can ignore the light of the soul. Her ability cannot be attacked or defended. She is so unreasonable.
In fact, it is very simple to break the light of the soul, at least Fang Xiu can do it in several different ways.
It means summoning the strange gods in turn, allowing different strange gods to crush the light of the soul with high-level power.
A trick god counts as a method.
But Fang Xiu didn't do this, because it was pointless. With his current strength, even if he could summon a strange god to break the light of the soul, what would happen next?
Then there will be no follow-up, and it will not cause much harm to Lu Ziming at all.
In the burial place, Taotie is the best.
Lu Ziming, who was physically hindered, was quickly attacked by everyone.
Yang Ming was entangled head-on, and his wife kept harassing her. Fang Xiu controlled Hei Yan and Taotie to interfere.
Lu Ziming's spirituality was consumed violently, and even the light of his soul dimmed a bit.
The people who were seriously injured before were fighting against the zombie Wei Xin. Although the people had the advantage, Wei Xin's zombie body was really difficult to kill.
In this chaotic battlefield, there are countless densely packed snakes and insects flying strangely, but their targets are all Taotie.
The gluttonous carrion seems to have an unimaginable allure to them.
Even many B-level and A-level weirdos are attracted by Taotie.
It can be said that Taotie has contained all the weird things by himself.
"ah!!"
Lu Ziming's scream suddenly rang out in the field, and his wife made a deep wound on his chest. You could almost see the beating heart in his chest.
His aura was also extremely weak, and there were black flames burning like maggots in several parts of his body.
The former commander-in-chief, now a fifth-level powerhouse, was so consumed by Fang Xiu and others.
His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
"Die!!"
Yang Ming seized the opportunity and took action with anger. He held his hands high and raised them high. Like a thunder hammer, he hit it hard with a strong sound of breaking through the air!
boom! !
Lu Ziming could no longer resist. His head was hit instantly, and his whole body fell to the ground with a clang like a green onion.
A big hole was made in the ground.
As Lu Ziming fell, Yang Ming took advantage of the victory and jumped up on him.
The golden fists attacked Lu Ziming like a heavy hammer. The attacks were so fast that they even produced golden afterimages.
The ground was shaken and sinking continuously.
"No..." Lu Ziming's feeble struggle sounded, his eyes full of shock and unwillingness.
He never imagined that he, a fifth-level expert, would be defeated by a group of low-level spiritual masters.
"My money!!" he shouted suddenly as if he had a flashback.
"Take your money and go to hell!" Yang Ming's face was full of murderous intent, and the golden light on his right fist was bright, and he hit it hard.
