Immortal Path to Heaven

In the void, a claw shadow suddenly ran across, with a roaring stern power enveloping the four sides.

Strong masculine.

As long as he sees the power displayed at the moment of his shot, he knows that this person's cultivation practice has reached the state of positivity. Although there is no such peak of yangpin as Xiaoxiaosheng, it should not be underestimated.

Ouyang Ming's eyes were slightly condensed, and he instantly entered the state of unity of heaven and man.

However, just when he wanted to avoid as usual, a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

Pause, Ouyang Ming did not dodge, but directly reached out and greeted toward this claw.

He Defu's eyes lit up, and there was a smile on his face. This kid really seeks his own way.

However, at the next moment, he immediately felt an indescribable great pressure released from Ouyang Ming's body. This powerful pressure gave him a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

This powerful claw in mid-air suddenly discounted, and even his figure swayed slightly.

"Snapped!"

Fist and claw confrontation, Ouyang Ming's figure trembled slightly, and took a few steps back.

However, on the contrary, He Defu didn't ask for any bargains, and his body was quickly retreating. He even stumbled down when he landed.

He rounded his eyes and stared at Ouyang Ming dyingly, full of incredible colors.

But he was a majestic martial arts prince, and he had a hard confrontation with a martial arts prince, but he didn't take any advantage.

Moreover, there is a faint fear in his heart. The evil spirit released from Ouyang Ming could directly affect his state of mind, so that his mind was shaken, and he was unable to exert his full strength.

Ouyang Ming's eyes were slightly bright, and his mouth smiled.

Sure enough, when he released his spiritual power, it could have a huge impact on the warrior, thereby weakening the opponent's strength.

Although Ouyang Ming had met many strong men before, not to mention Yang Pinwu, even many Ji Dao ancestors.

However, the reason why he is able to fight against these strong men is not by virtue of pure power, but by various skills and equipment.

For him to fight hard with Yang Pinwu, for him, it is still the big girl who gets on the sedan chair-the first one.

The results after hard work made him very satisfied.

He Defu's face was slightly white, he roared, his figure flashed, and he rushed again like a ghost.

Being forced to retreat by a Yinpin warrior is a serious loss of face. He must bring this field back, otherwise, he will become the laughing stock of everyone.

However, Ouyang Ming still can't avoid it, hitting with a punch.

Accompanied by this punch is a stronger impact of spiritual ideas.

Ouyang Ming's spiritual power is extremely powerful, but he still can't turn his spiritual power into substance to attack. However, relying on the boxing momentum, it is able to raise this momentum to an unreasonable level.

He Defu's figure suddenly broke, although he wished to peel and cramp Ouyang Ming, a kid who didn't know how to lift. But just halfway through the figure, Ouyang Ming's fist released a strong and terrifying coercion.

At the moment when he felt this pressure, He Defu actually had a feeling of facing the ancestor of Ji Dao.

He seemed to remember the feeling that when he made a big mistake in front of the Ji Dao ancestor for the first time, the ancestor of the He family showed anger.

This is a feeling enough to completely collapse his spirit.

Fortunately, He Defu's rich experience, decades of experience played a crucial role at critical moments, so that his body was firmly established, and did not become trembling.

However, this powerful coercion still brought him great influence.

Whether it is the movement of the figure or the strength of the boxing, he can hardly exert even half of his power.

"Snapped!"

Ouyang Ming's punch came as scheduled, and he heavily bombarded He Defu.

There is no change in his punch, it is just such a simple forward swing.

However, as the so-called simple road is the simple punch, the strength of the condensed force has reached an amazing level.

He Defu's body was still under the pressure of mental strength, and the reaction inevitably slowed down half a beat. Although he tried to avoid it, he was still hit in the shoulder.

He groaned, his toes pressed a little harder, he suddenly rose into the air, and flew back.

Just out of ten feet from Ouyang Ming, He Defu couldn't help but let out a long breath, and the horror feeling that was pressing on his heart like a nightmare suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It's a pity Ouyang screamed that although he can attach his mental strength to his fist, he has a distance limitation.

Once it exceeds ten feet, the impact on others is minimal.

He Defu landed on both feet and moved his shoulders. He screamed unwillingly and rushed again.

However, when he entered Ouyang Ming's life, the feeling of panic appeared again. Under this coercion, he became stiff again, and his limbs were weak, as if he had a serious illness.

Ouyang Ming was unreasonable, and when he punched out, he still hit his other arm.

Although he also had a chance to play the killer, but after knowing the grudges of He Ni's two families, he didn't have the urge to kill them.

He Defu grinned his teeth and flew back again, quickly escaping from Ouyang Ming's side.

This time, he stood firmly and looked at Ouyang Ming with an unspeakable awe in his eyes. However, no matter how fierce he behaved, those feet refused to take another step forward.

Ouyang Ming smiled proudly, as he expected, this kind of spiritual power attached to boxing has endless magical effects.

Even if he doesn't use the unity of heaven and man to meticulously enter the realm of detail, he can suppress the strong yang by simulating the momentum of the ancestor of the pole Dao.

After all, the momentum released by his punching power at this time is not inferior even when compared with Ji Dao ancestor.

Looking at He Defu of Li Naizhong, Ouyang Ming said with a smile: "He Lao, do you have anything else to say? If you don't have it, you will leave."

He Defu's lips squirmed a few times, just waiting to speak, but he saw Ouyang Ming's face dim and stepped out.

Like a startled bird, he quickly retreated towards the rear. However, only after he retired from several feet did he realize that Ouyang Ming was only taking a step, and then looked at himself with a sarcasm.

"You! How dare you play tricks on the old man!" He Defu shouted angrily.

Ouyang Ming sneered, ignoring his roar and turned away.

Looking at the dashing away Ouyang Ming, He Defu was angry with Qiqiao, and his fists were clenched and released, but no matter how angry his heart was, he dared not keep up.

Only, he kept roaring in his heart.

Ouyang Ming, I will definitely not make you feel better!

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Let go of her footsteps and continued to run on the road.

However, Ouyang Ming's mood is much better at this moment. The initial depressions have almost disappeared in the battle with He Defu. Sometimes, fighting is indeed a good way to vent.

Back in the barracks, the first-class man of the old craftsman already knew that he was about to travel to Beijing.

Master Lu asked indifferently: "Master Ou, have you calculated the inscribed runes of other weapons?"

Ouyang Ming glared at him and said angrily: "It's only a few days of effort, even if the fairy comes!"

Master Lu spoke up and said: "I'm in a hurry, Master Ou, don't mind."

The old craftsman coughed a little and said, "Master Lu didn't think about the meal in order to engrave the runes, even if it was a little irritable, it was justifiable."

Ouyang Ming hurriedly said: "Senior man, I have no blame."

"Really?"

"Really." Ouyang Ming said with pledge: "I dare to deceive others, do you dare to deceive you?"

The veteran hummed his head lightly: "Your kid is a thief, and there are fewer when you lie to me?"

Ouyang Ming blushed and said, "Senior man, be merciful."

Master Lu looked at them enviously, who could scold Ouyang Ming so brazenly, I'm afraid it's the only old man.

"Master Ou, you are finally back." With a loud laughter, Li Xinfan had heard the news. He opened the door and asked, "Master Ou, are you ready?"

Ouyang Ming said with awe: "You can go at any time."

He didn't pay much attention to entering Beijing to face the holy saint, but after learning that the royal family had the mighty ability to deal with the spirit beast, his attitude changed dramatically.

Li Xinfan lightly laughed and said: "Master Ou, IKEA Pavilion will bring a sentence, they heard that you are going to Beijing, so they want to invite you to participate in the ten-year Pin Bao Conference, I do not know what you think? "

"Pinbao Conference, what is that?" Ouyang Ming asked puzzled.

Li Xinfan looked dignified and said, "It was a grand gathering of various treasures. Many big-name forging masters would forge magic soldiers on the spot, which is unprecedented." He paused and said: "Master Ou If you can dominate the Pinbao Conference, then the probability of adopting inscribed runes on the holy is much greater."

Ouyang Ming stunned slightly and said in surprise: "Will the Holy One not adopt it?"

Li Xinfan smiled bitterly and said: "The forging of armaments is too involved. Even if the Holy Spirit wants to make changes, it is not so easy." He shook his head and sighed, "Those with vested interests, It is not easy to give up his persistence~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although he is the master of the Fucheng army, there are some things that he cannot decide.

Ouyang Ming gave him a deep look. He knew vaguely that the change in weaponry and equipment might not be smooth sailing.

However, at this time, his mind was determined, no matter what difficulties and obstacles ahead, he would be kicked away by a foot and completely knocked down.

Looking up into the distance, his eyes seemed to see the Chaos Cave again: "Sister Ying, remember, wait for me..."

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