Super Asura System

Zhao Yiming shook his figure and quickly rushed in front of Jin Chang. He raised his palm and patted it. The wind in the palm was chilly.

Jin Chang's kung fu is all on the horse. At this moment, it seems that it is not enough to fall into a battle. He turned the blade and slid over.

Zhao Yiming flipped in the air, holding a claw on the back of the knife, Jinyun's fingertips broke the knife directly, and then shook his hand out, inserting it on the opponent's front heart.

All of this is cumbersome, but in reality, it is only between electric light and flint. At this time, the dust has just landed, and the winner has already been divided.

The man in black jumped off his horse and saw that he often fell to the ground. Zhao Yiming clapped his hands gently, looking very relaxed.

Cyclone Eighteen Riders is not bad. He has provided him with 100,000 experience points and 80 Shura points. He also exposed a set of middle-grade Hu family sword techniques, which he practiced easily.

He smiled and looked at the man in black and said, "You are a man of extraordinary tolerance. Haven't you asked who you are?"

The man in black took off his cloak and revealed a handsome face. This face was somewhat similar to Yingying, and he seemed to be the winner.

The black-clothed man said with a cold face: "I am the Ninth Prince of the Rising Sun Empire, Win Fan. Your skill is really good, but I haven't taken it to my eyes. If I hand over those organs sensibly, I might Give you a way out."

Zhao Yiming said with a smile on his face: "Why do you only want those organs, but never thought about getting me over?"

Ying Fan snorted from his nose and said: "You think I'm as stupid as other people, and people like you can't get in at all, so why bother with that."

Zhao Yiming smiled casually and said: "If you don't try it, you will know that it won't work. Maybe your tiger's body is shocked, and the **** is so angry, I will pay attention to it."

Although Ying Fan didn't know what this meant, he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing. He said with a cold face, "You are toasting and not eating fine wine, so don't blame me."

Zhao Yiming laughed and said: "I am not drunk for a thousand glasses with my friends, but I don't want to drink any alcohol with my enemies. What do you do with so much nonsense, come if you have the ability."

Ying Fan roared: "Then I will let you see our Huanglong Shenquan today, you go to die!"

He said, raising his hand and hitting it with a punch, and he saw a dragon-shaped innocent spirit, whistling towards him.

Zhao Yiming flashed to the side, this zhenqi hit a big hole in the ground, it was indeed full of power.

With a sneer on his face, he raised his hand with a strong vajra palm, and slapped it directly. Although this vajra palm is only an earth-level exercise technique, it is comparable to the eighteen palms of Jianglong in terms of attack power alone.

Seeing a golden palm print, whistling and pressing over, Ying Fan waved both fists, two dragon-shaped infuriating greeted them, and immediately burst out a shock wave, just hitting the strange circle of the wheat field.

The two people are similar in realm. Although the Powerful Diamond Palm is amazing, the overall changes are very few, which is why he is only ranked at the prefecture level.

The Huanglong Shenquan should be part of a certain set of exercises, but this part of the exercises is at least the best of the heavens.

Zhao Yiming's palm method changed. This time he used ice silkworm poison palm. Although it didn't look so powerful, it was even more dangerous.

Ying Fan is now getting more and more frightened, and he can't help but regret secretly. This time it is really a big support. I didn't expect the other party to be so powerful. It is not necessarily who will clean up!

Zhao Yiming was also afraid of long nights and dreams, and suddenly took a breath of real breath. The nine cyclones ran wildly, and he shouted: "Look at my icy palm."

The initial feeling of this palm shot is hot and pressing, and there is a slight chill in the heat. This contrast between cold and hot is very uncomfortable.

Ying Fan also knew that this was a critical moment of life and death, and suddenly clasped his fists with both hands, followed by a violent shout: "Look at my blue dragon going out to sea." A huge dragon-shaped infuriated greeted him.

The palm wind collided with Zhen Qi, and suddenly the cold air soared, and the whole dragon-shaped Zhen Qi was frozen into an ice dragon and fell from the air.

Then a fiery red palm print was shot towards Ying Fan. His eyes were full of horror, and he screamed: "You can't kill me, otherwise the Rising Sun Empire will never die with you..."

It's a pity that he was slapped with this palm before he finished speaking, and a raging flame was immediately ignited, and it was turned into ashes in an instant.

"Congratulations to the host, kill the nine princes of the Rising Sun Empire and win Fan. Because the opponent belongs to a special character, he has gained 1 million experience points, 1,000 Shura points, 10,000 yuan of various spirit crystals, 100 million gold tickets, and the emperor-level high-grade merit Law captures dragon power.

Therefore, the exercise is a follow-up exercise of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, and the host cannot practice it on its own, and can choose to save the exercise to the owner of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, and can also perform level replacement. "

Zhao Yiming directly chose to save. Although the level replacement is also very tempting, he still wants to give this exercise to his second brother. There is nothing more important than brotherhood.

He patted his hands lightly and said, "What are you doing so slowly, I didn't understand what you were talking about. Why did you say that you are here, so you are here to die?"

At this moment, she heard the sound of horseshoes, and Li Wenwen ran back again. She saw Zhao Yiming standing there in embarrassment, her eyes flushed immediately, and she rushed into his arms.

Relaxing at this time, Zhao Yiming felt the beauty in his arms. He didn't expect that this girl was really expected. The absolute unevenness, coupled with the pair of beautiful long legs, was really drooling.

Li Wenwen is the tallest among all the women Zhao Yiming knows, especially the kind of long legs, which is really imaginative.

He unconsciously touched his hands along the back waist, and Li Wenwen felt a pair of hot hands placed on her hips, and snorted unconsciously.

Zhao Yiming was shocked at once, but he saw the beauty in his arms without any further reaction, so he left his hands there, which felt really good.

The two held them for a while, and Zhao Yiming took away his hands and said with a smile: "We have killed this wave of chasing soldiers, but we can't sit back and relax, we must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."

Li Wenwen blushed and snorted, and the two rode together again, trotting all the way towards the Star Empire.

In fact, there is still an empty horse there, but no one mentions the tacit understanding of the two. Li Wenwen leaned her whole body in his arms, hoping that this road could go on forever and never end.