The strong man from the Tianjiao Clan was really scared at this time. He felt that what he met at this time was not a person, but a monster.

He is the eighth-level ancient saint, and even if he meets the master of the nine-level ancient saint, he will not have any resistance. But now, he has hit Zheng Ming with all his strength, and there is no wave.

This situation caused a sense of air conditioning to rise from his heart. It was precisely because of this air conditioning that the first thing he thought of was to leave here quickly. He was no match for Zheng Ming. If he persisted, he might have to be buried here.

He came here to seize opportunities, not to let his life be lost here.

However, just as the strong man from the Tianjiao Clan turned around, Zheng Ming had already gently blocked his front. Zheng Ming, with a smile on his face, chuckled: "Your Excellency, leaving like this is not too authentic."

"You take my punch, too!"

For most ancient saints, this ancient saint of the Tianjiao Clan is also their competitor, so at this time, no one has stood up for the ancient saint of the Tianjiao Clan, most of them watched all this with a lively attitude.

When the ancient saint of the Tianjiao Clan died, they would have one less opponent. After Zheng Ming's strength was revealed, they would not have to be too afraid of Zheng Ming.

This is a killing of two birds with one stone, and there is something more difficult to say, that is, most people have already paid attention to it, that is, use the corpses of other people to pave the way to get opportunities. As for the others, they don’t care.

Zheng Ming's fist had no momentum, but this punch hit the void in front of the chest of the powerful Tianjiao clan.

Without any resurrection, Zheng Ming stood in the void with just a word, and even the powerful man from the Tianjiao tribe was still standing in his position.

Judging from the effect of this punch, Zheng Ming's punch did not hurt the powerful people of the Tianjiao Clan at all, and it was not even as good as a child's attack.

However, some top-level strong men had sensed something wrong at this time. Their eyes of Zheng Ming were filled with fear. Some members of the Tianjiao clan said loudly to the ancient sage of the Tianjiao clan: "Sir, how are you?"

At this time, the ancient saint of the Tianjiao clan showed a smile. He was constantly checking his body quickly, but the results he got were not problematic.

Zheng Ming's attack did not hurt himself at all. For a moment, this top ancient saint of the Tianjiao clan actually felt like he had survived the disaster.

He was laughing. In this smile, his body silently turned into pieces. No, it should be fragments and disappeared into the void.

Before his death, the ancient saint of the Tianjiao clan had no time to send out any rebirth, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

Looking at the dead ancient saint of the Tianjiao clan, many people felt that their throats seemed to be blocked, which made them feel extremely uncomfortable when they spoke, let alone anything else.

The eight-level drum sounds of the ancient saints of the Shenjiao clan, the ancient saints of the Holy clan, the ancient saints of the Spirit clan, and other major clans all widened their eyes. They were analyzing that Zheng Ming's punch just now shocked them. Now, they were all analyzing that Zheng Ming's punch just now.

What kind of punch is it, why does that punch have such powerful power, and why does the ancient saint of the Tianjiao Clan have a smile on his lips when he was dying.

However, compared with these, what they care most about is whether they can withstand such a punch.

"He has such strong attack power and must have had a great opportunity. There are so many of us, even if we use people, he will die."

"Give him a robbery, his punch just now has made him the last. As long as we seize the opportunity now, killing Zheng Ming will be as easy as drinking water."

Various shouts came one after another for a while, and among these shouts, someone even rose into the air and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

Some of the ancient saints who rushed up believed in their own judgment and felt that Zheng Ming could not have launched such strong attacks one after another, but similarly, some people were joining in the fun.

They want to use this method to take advantage of the situation. The so-called wealth and honor are sought in danger. In this situation, it is simply impossible if they don’t want to take risks.

Zheng Ming was not polite at all to these people who came over. He punched the void while his fist was shaking.

There was no target at all in this punch, and the fist wind passed by, just like a breeze blew on the face without any murderous aura.

"I'll just say that Zheng Ming is already at the end of his strength. With so many of us, there is no need to be afraid of him at all!" An ancient saint with a lion-headed and human body had a pride in his voice, just like Zheng Ming's punch that seemed weak and weak was all because of his reasons.

But as soon as his words fell, a feeling of incomparable fear arose in the hearts of the people around him. They were a group of people rushing up, and in their eyes, they were seeing their companions dissipating silently.

In just one moment, dozens of eight-level ancient saints dissipated in the world. This dissipation is not an ordinary dissipation, but annihilation of both souls and souls, a body and death disappears, and a dead person cannot die again.

For a moment, the eight-level ancient saints who did not rush up all looked extremely ugly, because at this time, they had already felt that the gap between them and Zheng Ming was too big.

Some eight-level ancient saints have begun to give up. Although Zheng Ming has a good opportunity and they all want it, if they compare it with their lives, they are still willing to put their lives first.

As the top strong men of the great clan, a group of people gathered around the eighth-level ancient saints of the Holy clan. However, now, the ancient saints who were originally as powerful as a tide are all lingering fears. They dare not speak, and they are all very afraid.

As for the geniuses who saw the opening of the Chaos Divine Sea this time, their foreheads began to sweat at this time. Most of them realized that their guess about Zheng Ming was already high enough, but now it seems that this guess is a bit insufficient.

Zheng Ming is really not ordinary strong.

"Who else do you want to seize my opportunity? I'll give you a chance and come and do it!" Zheng Ming looked at the silent people and said lightly.

No one said anything, no one retreated. Although some people had already retreated in their hearts, they were afraid that the sudden action would cause unnecessary misunderstandings from Zheng Ming.

In this stalemate, someone said, "He will not last long for such an attack. Let's kill him and kill him!"

With this shout, almost thousands of people rushed over at the same time, and they were about to strive to complete this last attempt.
Chapter completed!