Although Cheng Yidao's sword did not take action, Zheng Ming's entire body was already shrouded in the sword force by Cheng Yidao.

A cold oppression, like a mountain range, pressed on Zheng Ming's heart.

Zheng Ming's fighting spirit began to soar at this moment. He held the fire dragon spear in his hand tightly, staring at the wind-slaying sword that was about to fall like lightning.

At this moment, the cracking sound of the stone lion sounded from the feet of Zheng Ming and Cheng Yidao. The cracks made the two huge stone lions look like they might collapse at any time.

Cheng Yidao, Zheng Ming!

All eyes were staring at these two boys at this moment, just like these two people were the only ones between heaven and earth at this time.

Ten breaths, one hundred breaths, one quarter of an hour...

Cheng Yidao did not make a knife immediately, but in everyone's eyes, Cheng Yidao did not make a knife. In fact, it was even more terrifying than Cheng Yidao's already made a knife.

This is also a kind of pressure, a kind of spiritual consciousness, a competition of fighting spirit and endurance.

As long as Zheng Ming shows a little bit of slackness, what is waiting for Zheng Ming will be a thunderous sword.

A bird flew through the void, and at the moment the bird flew, a feather fell down from the void.

This feather is not too beautiful, it is just the most common feather in the world.

If it were normal, no one would pay attention to the sky, and a feather might fall.

But at this moment, the place where the feathers fell was the place where Zheng Ming stood. If Zheng Ming did not move, then the feathers would fall on Zheng Ming's nose.

It sounds simple to fall on the nose, but once the feather falls on the nose, it will be a little distraction for Zheng Ming.

Not only Zheng Ming understands this, but Cheng Yidao understands it, but everyone present understands it.

Cheng Yidao held the wind in his hand and used a knife as the feather was about to fall. This knife gathered Cheng Yidao's energy and spirit. When this knife was cut, the mountain felt like it was about to be split.

Just as Cheng Yidao made a knife, the Fire Dragon Spear in Zheng Ming's hand also blasted out with one shot!

This time, Zheng Ming was not like the first two shots, once with the Panlong spear technique of more than 300 guns, and one shot was a gathering of all the gun charts he had seen.

This time, Zheng Ming only fired one shot, extremely sharp and unmoving.

When the people on both sides saw Zheng Ming blew this shot, many people began to shake their heads. In their opinion, Zheng Ming's strategy this time was wrong.

In terms of cultivation, Cheng Yidao's cultivation is the peak of the ninth grade, while Zheng Ming can only be said to be the peak of the tenth grade.

There is a huge difference between the ninth grade and the tenth grade, that is, internal energy and internal strength.

The strength of the internal energy is several times that of the internal strength. Zheng Ming did not use the spear moves in his hand to disperse the attack of a sword, but instead attacked him.

This move is very dangerous and very unstoppable.

It can even be said that this attack has decided that Zheng Ming will pay a huge price in this battle.

Because of Zheng Ming, it is impossible to win.

However, someone also saw that the Fire Dragon Spear in Zheng Ming's hand seemed to be burning at this time. Although this kind of combustion was not a gun light, the Fire Dragon Spear was burning.

Some people can't tell what this kind of burn is for, but it gives them a feeling that they cannot be underestimated.

Zheng Ming knew what this kind of burn was, it was the seven superposition of Jiu Zhen breaking the mountain, and it was Zheng Ming's body that was already very thin, Yanhuang fight blood was boiling.

Originally, what Zheng Ming prepared was the ten superpositions of Jiu Zhen breaking the mountain, but the moment the gun was stabbed out, Zheng Ming felt the blood of Yanhuang fighting in his body boiling.

The Yanhuang battle blood was obtained from Zhao Yun's Yanhuang battle blood. This extremely thin Yanhuang battle blood made Zheng Ming's spirit reach a new height the moment the spear stabbed out.

The spear stabs straight, the sword light slashes horizontally!

There was no false condom in one stroke, just like this straightforwardness and forward in such a way.

In the crowd, Fu Yuqing looked at the shot that was stabbed, and a faint praise flashed in her eyes.

For her, although Cheng Yidao's sword was also worthy, there was a gap between Cheng Yidao's sword and Zheng Ming's gun. Moreover, this gap was not small.

After all, Cheng Yidao is four or five years older than Zheng Ming.

Cheng Yidao has today's cultivation level. In Fu Yuqing's opinion, there is nothing too outstanding about it, but Zheng Ming is different.

Fu Yuqing will never forget that when he traveled to Luming Town more than half a year ago, he looked like the boy who stopped him and made him his wife.

Although the boy's face has not changed much from now, his cultivation has changed drastically.

Although the boy had not yet broken through the Dantian and turned the strength into qi, the state of the Fire Dragon Spear in the boy's hand was obviously no worse than the activate of the internal qi.

The spear and the sword finally collided in the void, and the stone lion under the feet of Zheng Ming and Cheng Yidao were even more shattered.

The sword, which contained a surging sword light, was bounced away by the spear, and the attack of the spear like a fire dragon was also cut off by the wind-slaying sword.

However, a huge force was transmitted from the Fire Dragon Spear and the Wind Sword. Under the push of this huge force, Zheng Ming's face instantly showed a blush, and bloodstains appeared on his arms.

At this moment, the copper tendons and iron bones could not stop the internal energy rushing from the spear's body to the body. Cheng Yidao did not take any advantage. In the collision just now, Zheng Ming's huge force penetrated the gun body and made Cheng Yidao's body take nine steps back quickly as soon as it landed.

Cheng Yidao could feel that what was coming from Zheng Mingqian.

However, this internal energy that was no longer placed by him on his body made him feel so powerful that even his internal energy could not resist it.

Internal strength transcends the internal strength of ordinary people.

Although internal energy is difficult to compare with internal energy in any aspect, when the amount of internal energy reaches a certain level, the internal energy cannot be resisted.

Therefore, during this collision, Cheng Yidao did not take advantage. Just as Cheng Yidao retreated, Zheng Ming's body had already rushed to Cheng Yidao's side, and a type of iron bear hit the tree, hitting Cheng Yidao hard.

If it were in the past, no matter how brilliant Zheng Ming's moves were, no matter how dazzling Zheng Ming practiced this move to the iron bear tree, he would not be able to hit Cheng Yidao.

But at this moment, Cheng Yidao had no time to react, and Zheng Ming's body had already hit Cheng Yidao's body heavily.

At this time, Zheng Ming's golden bell cover had reached the level of the first eighth bell. Although this golden bell cover did not increase Zheng Ming's power much, this golden bell cover made Zheng Ming's whole body look like a bell.

It was like Cheng Yidao, who was hit by a huge rock, flew backwards when Zheng Ming hit him hard.

He flew more than ten feet away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

This scene, in everyone's opinion, is not so beautiful. In the three-step agreement, Zheng Ming not only failed, but Cheng Yidao actually ended up in such a scene.

How is this possible?

But the facts in front of them told them that there was nothing wrong. Cheng Yidao, who was thought to have completely controlled the battle, has really lost a lot of money.

After Zheng Ming made the last blow, he felt a huge feeling of fatigue coming from himself.

Not only the nine internal strengths, but the person who changed at this time was empty, the Yanhuang battle blood that rolled in his body also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

If it weren't for the spirit that supported Zheng Ming and did not sit down, then what Zheng Ming wanted most was to do it and take a rest!

"How is this possible?" Cheng Qingling murmured in her mouth as if she was lying on the ground with a dog's mouth.

Although he was not very close to Cheng Yidao, he was from the same clan after all, so Cheng Qingling was very clear about Cheng Yidao's situation.

It is precisely because of this that Cheng Qingling couldn't believe what he saw was true. Cheng Yidao suffered such a loss in the collision of three moves.

This loss is not only a big deal, but also a shameful impression.

It can even be said that it is extremely embarrassing. After all, this is under the attention of everyone and in full view of everyone.

Not only did Cheng Qingling not believe it, but even the old lady of the Cheng family opened her eyes wide. Although this level of battle was just a child's play in the eyes of the old lady of the Cheng family, Zheng Ming's final attack shocked her.

"What a strong fighting spirit, good..."

The old lady of the Cheng family was talking to herself, and someone even shouted in surprise. Amidst all kinds of sounds, Cheng Yidao, who was lying on the ground, stood up.

At this time, Cheng Yidao's face was gloomy, and his narrow eyes were even more staring at Zheng Ming.

If the eyes can kill people, then Cheng Yidao's eyes will undoubtedly be able to kill Zheng Ming immediately.

So embarrassed, I am so embarrassed!

Cheng Yidao is not unable to be defeated, but if he wants to lose, he must be defeated by people of the same level as him, rather than by Zheng Ming.

"You are very good, but today, I still want to let you know the gap between us!"

Cheng Yidao lifted the wind-cutting sword, and his voice was cold.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"
Chapter completed!