h was lost in the ultimate realm, has ultimately fallen into the hands of Brother Wu Ming. 。The shadowy figure in the gray robes and black mist laughed, “Brother Wu Ming has obtained a weapon from th...These elite thugs could unleash the strength of a thousand men, posing a serious threat to ordinary people. However, in Xu Jingming's presence, they were all as meek as lambs. 。Every move and gesture in Xu Jingming's eyes was, simply put, slow motion. 。Xu Jingming's spiritual consciousness was incredibly sensitive to everything around him. 。The patter of rain, the flight of blood-soaked arrows, weapons cleaving the air, the movement of the throng...

All of it reflected in his heart. 。Of course, an excess of ants could also kill an elephant. Xu Jingming had to be extremely careful, especially since there were ambushes from third-rate masters among them. Therefore, Xu Jingming and his group had to hold back a third of their strength when making moves. 。Xu Jingming's spear swept in a flash, sending seven or eight of the thugs flying like weeds. Non were left unscathed! With another turn of his spear, three or five more fell, causing chaos among the rest of their ranks. 。

"Whizz whizz whizz…" Gun shadows flickered, hitting the necks of the gang members one by one, each leaving a blood hole. The gang members all clutched their throats in pain and despairingly collapsed. 。。Xu Jingming wielded his spear with both ferocity and grace. He could unleash brutal force to scatter the mob or use their momentum against them, creating chaos in their ranks. Sometimes he struck directly, eliminating enemies with deadly precision! His fighting style followed the principle of "flowing water," guiding him and his companions through the battle. They evaded the enemy's most powerful attacks and sought out weaknesses.Like a master butcher dissecting a cow, Xu Jingming cut into the weakest point of the 180-man mob. Wherever he passed, countless enemies fell. 。

"Be careful" 。"Miss ZiTeng excels in concealed weapons and naturally controls the situation around her. Though she seemed aware, she launched several flying needles! But several gang members suddenly threw blood-colored sand. Luckily, Miss ZiTeng reacted quickly, most of the blood sand didn't reach their targets, and those that did missed badly. Many landed on the skin of other gang members, causing them to wail in pain." 。Ahhh。Rome, but a strong nation of fighters. 。After all, with a population of about 1 billion, a strong fighting spirit prevails, and many world-class masters have emerged. 。> 。"Li MiaoMiao transmitted a m...