Chapter 418 I don't know the situation

Compared with Huyan Rukang and Uncle Ghost, it is the difference between a shield armor warrior and a weapon warrior. At least it was like this before Huyan Rukang did not become [Wishen Fist]. In the face of Liang Jing and the dragon beast, his physical quality and his brute force advantage are at a disadvantage in front of these two monsters. In the face of these two people, he is probably more not a threat to Liang Jing than Uncle Ghost.

Of course, his life-saving ability may be stronger, um, more resistant.

But before he could think of a result, a sad scream came from his ears and then stopped abruptly!

Huyan Rukang didn't feel well. His face turned around and looked at it. His face instantly became extremely ugly, and his lips were even trembling.

See only--

With a 'peng', this time the ghost uncle was no longer beaten as a ball. When he did not recover from the strong shock, there was no flight time interval in the air. Liang Jing's black dragon giant stick danced crazily. With the agile effect of up to one or two hundred, the black dragon danced into a black shadow, like a fan-shaped, giant The stick hit Uncle Ghost's head again and again, and the sound of 'Puffy' came almost instantly deafeningly.

There is almost no stop!

Then in the eyes of the audience, Uncle Ghost's head was smashed into the ground by a black stick. A huge pit appeared on the ground, with only one leg pedaling straight on the ground. Finally, he only heard a 'peng' sound. The owner of the legs did not even have any ability to resist from beginning to end. In the infinite darkness of continuous strikes, The supplementary energy shield that lacks true energy has been broken.

The black stick poked forward, and Liang Jing's strong force exploded on the tip of the stick in an instant. The ghost uncle in the big pit was only a headless body, and the head could not be found at all, as if it had evaporated, and was completely smashed by the power of the explosion.

"For more than ten seconds, the innate middle-term strong man who was poisoned still supported for more than ten seconds under the total of me and the Blood Prison Ghost Dragon."

"But this time it was good luck. Uncle Ghost didn't even really attack the Blood Prison Ghost Dragon, and then he was poisoned and successfully attacked by himself. Well, be careful to deal with the innate strong in the future. You can only fight in close combat. If you open the distance, you will die..."

Liang Jing thought about it, but his body did not pause at all. Although he didn't know how the enemy watched him kill Uncle Ghost, he had to end all this quickly, and then he still had a lot of enemies to face.

Put away the fallen divine martial arts secrets [Skyscraper Ghost Hand], and then the storage bags and other rare items on the body. Finally, the magic tree of life crawled on Uncle Ghost's body. It seemed to tremble excitedly and tried to absorb 'nutrients', and the table tennis-sized fruit on it was constantly growing... Everything They are all so skilled.

hiss!——

The others on one side reacted, took a cold breath, and were completely shocked.

"Violence! Too violent! An eighth-order martial artist blew up a strong man in the middle of nature. Is Liang Jing a man or a beast? TMD, it's too violent. An old old man clenched his fists, and the chicken moved extremely. He felt that ** was burning.

"Awesome, there is another evil in the history of Yuanyunxing, and the eighth level killed the congenital middle period. Er, although there is a ninth-order dragon beast helping, it did kill it. Well, this must be written down..." A young man dressed as a scribe said silently.

"The eighth-order divine martial arts learner in his twenties and twenties killed the innate middle-term strong man who was in his seventies and more than sixty years old! Sure enough, there are demons..." An insider.

"What a terrible brute force, the innate strong man has almost no resistance from beginning to end!"

"Awesome..."

For a moment, everyone was stunned, talking without thinking, venting their feelings.

They didn't expect that someone would really kill the innate strong, and he was also a congenital middle-term strongman. The energy shields were all enhanced, which was beyond their imagination, and they couldn't help but be in a daze and difficult to accept. You should know that the energy of the congenital strong is several times stronger than that of the ninth-order strong. Under normal circumstances, even if the ninth-order strong has divine martial arts, it is difficult to successfully kill the congenital strong.

What's more, the vast majority of innate strong people are magical martial arts. Under the absolute strength of energy, it is difficult for fools to lose, and can fools be able to cultivate to the innate level?

Before, there were nine-level strong men who killed the innate strong, which was just a nine-level strong man who practiced the best martial arts and reached the divine level. By chance, he killed those innate junior strong men who practiced low-level martial arts.

It was really surprising, but it happened in front of their eyes.

Well, of course, killing with treasures such as advanced runes can't be counted. That's not your own strength at all.

I have to say that Liang Jing did do something beyond the world, but they may not know that this is not the first innate strong man killed by Liang Jing...

"Go! Let's go!"

A group of people, such as the ghost-headed knife man and the fat owner of Minfeng Grain Bank, trembling after reacting, were shocked, and roared in a low voice and turned around to escape...

At this time, their faces were extremely pale. The regret in their hearts was that the water of the East China Sea could not be washed away. Their hands and feet were extremely cold in their hearts. They walked like zombies, and their movements were stiff, but they didn't notice it.

"What should I do? What to do? This Liang Jing's strength is so terrible that he killed the people of the Li family, and now he has killed the people of Tianyuan Auction House. We are not opponents. What should we do? He must have dared to attack us. Let's jump! Otherwise, go and beg for mercy." One of Huyan Rukang's five core men in armor was also extremely frightened and said trembling.

"Yes, although the head of the family is a congenital strongman, I'm afraid he is not an opponent." The man in ethnic minority clothes secretly looked at Hu Yan Rukang in silence and said.

"What are you afraid of? Don't forget that this is our home court! No matter how powerful he is, we will kill him with a pile of people! Now let's see what Liang Jing wants to do!" Kang Wei, a scribe who persuaded Hu Yan Rukang before, shouted calmly.

As local snakes, they do have such confidence. Just think about the previous battle between Mr. Li and the Ge's tribe. No matter how powerful it is, they will die if they can't stand too many people. With experience in horror martial arts, they have more than 10,000 soldiers at the sixth level in Kunnan City.

With so many people, even the innate strong have the possibility of retreating, not to mention the eighth-order and ninth-order strongman. As long as the energy is worn out, the physical strength is nothing.

The young man in red robe, who was still talking about his skin, looked at Uncle Ghost's instant death and died tragically. Now he was actually ruined. His face was first red, and then his body trembling. His face looked at Liang Jing and Fu's profiteers with extremely hate and viciously, and left without saying a word.

Fu's profiteer's face was full of cold sweat. At this time, he had no way to vent his depression and grievances, and he regretted being angry this time! Now that both sides are not flattering, they have offended the third young master. In the future, I would have known that I would have used the token that summoned the yin and yang thief.

Wow!

The blood prison ghost dragon roared and rushed to the ghost-headed man. Liang Jing was cleaning up, but it was very idle to vent the depression of being abused by the ghost uncle just now. Up to now, it is still unhappy. It is rageous and bloodthirsty.

"It's not good!"

"Help, Lord Huyan, help us, we are at your orders! You can't ignore us."

"Ah--"

The ghost-headed knife man saw that he could not escape the terrible flight speed of the blood prison ghost dragon. The snow light knife shadow chopped towards the blood prison ghost dragon, but the next moment his face changed greatly. The Blood Prison Ghost Dragon hit him with one paw and directly hit him seriously and vomited blood. Several people finally stopped, and his face suddenly turned gray.

No need to fight, it's no match at all!

"No, I surrender, I surrender!" Everything is none of my business. It's the owner of the Huyan family. The owner of the Huyan family is just what we do. Wearing silk and satin to make a purple gold-edged man's outerwear, Minfeng Liangxing, who held a gold abacus and had a big belly, hurriedly begged for mercy.

Other people, even several bandits, such as the ghost-headed knife man, were no exception, all begging for mercy, afraid that the dragon beast would do it again.

If you can't beat it, there is nothing you can do to beg for mercy.

Liang Jing's eyes widened and filled the life magic tree with a life potion bottle to absorb the 'nutrients', and then the remaining blood prison ghost dragon venom. Being able to avoid these poisons, the magic tree of life is becoming more and more mysterious in his images, as if it really has soul wisdom. Then he turned his head and looked at the people who begged for mercy with sarcasm.

If you can't beat it, just beg for mercy?

Kill my pet - the green rotten scorpion, and calculate that it will kill me. Is that it?

Begging for mercy, I can't even kowtow. I don't have any sincerity at all. I'm very reserved. It seems that these people still can't figure out the situation now! I don't know if their lives are coming to an end or the so-called dignity of the strong?

Shit, the congenital strong men of Tianyuan Auction House have been killed. What are these people?

"Kill it all!" Liang Jingli shouted, a little dissatisfied with the lack of the bloody prison ghost dragon.

Hearing this, the blood-thirsty ghost dragon roared excitedly and rushed at these people again.

Everyone on one side was stunned. This Liang Jing is really cruel, killing god! It's not enough to kill a congenital strong man just now. Now they still need people to kill the countless characters in Wunan. It's really domineering and cold.

You should know that whether it is the bandit in the Yin Canyon, or the Minfeng Grain Bank, the Wu's Martial Arts Museum, and the Miaoyi Mercenary Corps are all powerful figures in Wunan. They are not only strong, but also powerful. If one dies, there will be a vibration in the whole Wunan. If it's all dead, I'm afraid...

The blood-blooded prison ghost dragon came and excitedly. The ghost-headed knife man was frightened. At this moment, a loud shout came——

"Wait!"