In the void, a claw shadow suddenly passed by, covering the four directions with a sharp and whistling power. The fastest update

Yang-grade strong man.

As long as you look at the power he showed at the moment he took action, you will know that this person's cultivation has reached the level of Yang-grade level. Although he is not as high as Xiaoxiaosheng, he should not be underestimated.

Ouyang Ming's eyes condensed slightly, and he instantly entered a state of unity between man and nature.

However, just as he wanted to hide as usual, a strange thought suddenly surged in his heart.

After stopping, Ouyang Ming did not dodge, but directly reached out and greeted the claw.

He Defu's eyes lit up, and his face was even more grim. This kid is really seeking death.

However, the next moment, he immediately felt an indescribable huge pressure released from Ouyang Ming. The strong pressure actually made him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

The extremely powerful claw in the air was immediately discounted, and even his figure swayed slightly.

"Bang!"

The fists and claws confronted each other, Ouyang Ming's body trembled slightly, and he took a few steps back.

However, in contrast, He Defu did not get any advantage. His figure also retreated rapidly. When he landed, he even staggered for a moment before he stood firm.

He stared at Ouyang Ming with disbelief.

He is a dignified Yang-grade warrior. He fought against a Yin-grade warrior and did not gain any advantage.

Moreover, there was a hint of fear in his heart. The evil aura released from Ouyang Ming could directly affect his state of mind, thus shaking his mind and unable to exert all his power.

Ouyang Ming's eyes were slightly brighter and his mouth was filled with a smile.

Sure enough, when he releases his spiritual power, he can have a huge impact on the warrior and thus weaken the opponent's strength.

Although Ouyang Ming had encountered many powerful people before, let alone Yang-grade warriors, there were many even the Great Dao ancestors.

However, the reason why he was able to fight against these strong men was not because of his simple power, but because of various skills and equipment.

To fight against a Yang-Pin Warrior, for him, it would be a big girl who got into the sedan chair.

The result after the tough battle made him very satisfied.

He Defu's face turned slightly pale. He roared angrily, his figure flashed, and rushed over again like a ghost.

Being forced back by a sinister warrior would be a great loss of face. He must bring this scene back, otherwise he would become a laughing stock for everyone after dinner.

However, Ouyang Ming still did not avoid it and punched him in the chest.

Accompanied by this punch, there is a stronger impact of mental thoughts.

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

He Defu's figure suddenly stopped. Although he wanted to peel Ouyang Ming, a ignorant boy, torn apart, with cramps. But as soon as he reached halfway through his body, Ouyang Ming's fist released a strong and extremely terrifying pressure.

When he felt this pressure, He Defu actually felt like he was facing the Great Dao Ancestor.

He seemed to remember the feeling of the first time he made a big mistake in front of the Jidao Ancestor, and the ancestor of the He family showed his anger.

It was a feeling that was enough to completely break his spirit.

Fortunately, He Defu has rich experience and decades of experience have played a crucial role at critical moments, making his body firmly stand firm and not tremble.

However, this powerful pressure still had a huge impact on him.

Whether it was the movement of his body or the power of his fist, he could hardly even half of his power.

"Bang!"

Ouyang Ming's punch came as scheduled and hit He Defu heavily.

His punch did not change at all, he just swung forward simply.

However, as the saying goes, the simplest way is, the power condensed by this plain punch has reached an amazing level.

He Defu's body was under the pressure of spiritual power, and his reaction was slower by half a beat. Although he tried hard to avoid it, he was still hit on the shoulder.

He snorted miserably, and his toes were slightly harder, and he immediately soared into the air and flew backwards.

As soon as he withdrew from Ouyang Ming ten feet away, He Defu couldn't help but breathe a long sigh. The terrifying feeling that was pressing on his heart like a nightmare disappeared without a trace.

Ouyang Ming screamed, which was a pity. Although he was able to attach his spiritual power to the boxing posture, he had a distance limit.

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

He Defu landed on the ground and moved his shoulders. He screamed unwillingly and rushed forward again.

However, when he entered Ouyang Ming's body ten feet, the feeling of horror appeared again. Under this pressure, he became stiff again and his limbs were weak, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

Ouyang Ming was unreasonable and punched him, but he still hit his other arm.

Although he also had the chance to kill, after knowing the grudge between He Ni and his family, he no longer had the intention to kill them all.

He Defu grinned, flew back again, and quickly fled to Ouyang Ming.

This time, he stood firmly and looked at Ouyang Ming with an indescribable look of awe. However, no matter how fierce he was, his feet were unwilling to take another step forward.

Ouyang Ming smiled proudly. As he expected, this kind of spiritual power attached to boxing has infinite uses.

Even if he does not use the state of harmony between man and nature and is meticulous and meticulous, he can suppress the powerful Yang-grade masters by simulating the momentum of the Ancestor of the Jidao.

After all, the momentum released by his fist intention at this time was no less powerful than that of the Jidao Ancestor.

Looking at He Defu, who was so sarcastic and weak, Ouyang Ming smiled and said, "Old He, what else do you have to say? If you don't have one, I will say goodbye."

He Defu's lips squirmed a few times. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ouyang Ming's expression slightly dark and he stepped out.

He immediately retreated quickly to the rear like a frightened bird. However, when he retreated several feet later, he realized that Ouyang Ming had only taken one step, and then looked at him with a sarcastic look.

"You! How dare you play tricks on me!" He Defu shouted angrily.

Ouyang Ming sneered, ignored his roar, turned around and left.

Looking at Ouyang Ming who was leaving casually, He Defu was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. He clenched his fists and clenched them again. However, no matter how angry he was in his heart, he did not dare to follow him anymore.

But, he kept roaring in his heart.

Ouyang Ming, I will definitely not let you have a good life!

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Let go of his pace and continue running on the road.

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

When he returned to the military camp, Lao Jiangtou and others already knew that he was about to travel to the capital, so he naturally refused to give up.

Master Lu asked without hesitation: "Master Ou, have you calculated the inscribed runes of other weapons?"

Ouyang Ming glared at him and said angrily: "It's only been a few days, even if the gods come, they can't do it!"

Master Lu said embarrassedly: "I am anxious, Master Ou, don't mind."

The old craftsman coughed lightly and said, "Master Lu doesn't think about eating in order to engrave runes. Even if he is a little impatient, he is understandable."

Ouyang Ming hurriedly said, "Old man, I don't have the desire to complain."

"real?"

"Really." Ouyang Ming said confidently: "I dare to lie to others, do you dare to lie to you?"

The old craftsman snorted: "You are so terrible, are you lying to me less?"

Ouyang Ming's face turned red and said, "Old man, show mercy."

Master Lu looked at them enviously. I am afraid that this old man was the only one who could scold Ouyang Ming so unscrupulously.

"Master Ou, you are finally back." With a loud laugh, Li Xinfan came to hear the news. He asked straight to the point: "Master Ou, are you ready?"

Ouyang Ming said solemnly: "You can set out anytime."

He was not attentive to the saints who came to Beijing to meet the saints, but after he learned that there were powerful people in the royal family who could deal with spirit beasts, his attitude changed drastically.

Li Xinfan chuckled and said, "Master Ou, IKEA will bring a sentence. They heard that you are going to Beijing, so they want to invite you to attend the ten-year Pinbao Conference. I wonder what you are thinking?"

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

Li Xinfan looked solemn and said, "It was a grand event where all kinds of treasures were gathered. Many big-name forging masters would forge divine weapons on the spot. It was unprecedented." He paused and said, "Master Ou, if you can take the lead in the treasure trove conference, then the probability of the priest adopting the inscribed runes is much higher."

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

Li Xinfan smiled bitterly and said, "The forging of arms is too much. Even if the emperor wants to make changes, it is not that easy for him to make changes." He shook his head and sighed, "Those vested interests will not give up their persistence easily."

Although he was the leader of the army in the city, some things were not something he could decide.

Ouyang Ming glanced at him deeply, and he knew vaguely that the changes in weapons and equipment were probably not smooth sailing.

However, at this time, he had decided that no matter what difficulties and obstacles there were, he would kick him away and completely defeat him.
Chapter completed!