Chapter 602 The Secret Technique of the Demon Race
Tang Ming was knocked away by Rat Twelve again and again. If it weren't for his strong body and his previous tempering of the dragon flame of the Red Scale Dragon Dragon, he would probably have been tortured to death by Rat Twelve at this moment.
The more Shit Twelve hit, the more frightened he became. He knew how much strength he had in his hand. Not to mention a garbage of Tianxuan level, even at the peak of Tianxuan, he would definitely not be able to withstand his own bombardment for so long.
But Tang Ming in front of him, except for being embarrassed, Shi Er knew that his bombardment did not cause much damage to the other party.
A moment later, when Tang Ming was bombarded by Rat Twelve again, a long-lost agility suddenly came from his mind.
After landing in a mess, Tang Ming slowly stood up, held the black thunder gun horizontally, and his eyes slightly closed.
The breeze around him gently brushed across his ears, and the world that Tang Ming felt turned into darkness, and at this moment, a little dazzling light suddenly flashed at the right side.
A smile appeared on Tang Ming's cheeks with closed eyes, and then he swept his gun. The violent erosion thunder mixed with the flames of the divine phoenix, instantly attacked to the right side.
Shit Twelve did not expect Tang Ming to suddenly shoot out his gun. He was caught off guard and was hit by this fierce sweep and hit his left arm, and a sudden burst of pain came.
Tang Ming slowly opened his eyes and withdrew the Black Thunder Spear.
The knowledge and eyesight of the weapon spirit really made Tang Ming provoke the ground. A few simple words made Tang Ming feel that his gun technique was sublimated.
"Hehe, I was so happy to play just now? Now it's my turn!"
Tang Ming's figure suddenly rose, a little cold light arrived first, and the majestic aura instantly locked the still-surprising Rat Twelve.
The Rat Twelve, who came to his senses, sneered, and then the figure disappeared from the spot again.
Even if Tang Ming's body is strong, he is just a garbage of the first level of Tianxuan. In terms of speed, even Zuo Xiaoran and Jin Wuyi may not be able to surpass him.
A cold light suddenly rose, and a faint green light flashed over the clutch of the rat Twelve, coming towards Tang Ming's neck.
But Tang Ming closed his eyes tightly at the moment when Rat Twelve disappeared, and the familiar feeling appeared in Tang Ming's mind again.
The black thunder gun pierced out obliquely. When Rat Twelve's sharp claws were about to pass through their necks, the round and blunt spear head suddenly hit Rat Twelve's chest.
The chest exploded like thunder, and the body of the Rat Twelve retreated suddenly. The flames of the Divine Phoenix burned the hair on the Rat Twelve's chest wildly, and a burnt smell drifted out.
"How...how is it possible?!"
Shitwo looked at the charred blackness of his chest burned by the flames in horror, and his heart was more shocked and angry at the "trash" in front of him.
It was just a scum of Tianxuan, his body was so strong that he was helpless. The huge force coming from the gun body could actually ignore his own defense and directly storm his inner abdomen.
Until now, the only speed that allowed him to open the gap with this garbage seemed to have gradually lost its effect.
All of this appeared on a scum who was the first level of Tianxuan, and the murderous intent in the heart of Shi Er increased like never before.
This guy now has such combat power at the first level of Tianxuan. If one day he can break the wall and enter the transformation cauldron, then the words he said before will definitely kill the Tianma clan will no longer be crazy!
No matter how powerful the devouring power of the Tianma clan is, he is definitely not a match for the Shura body.
After a while, Shit Twelve finally couldn't bear it. He suddenly let go of Tang Ming's neck and turned around and fled to the ground.
Tang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, held it with one hand, and the black thunder gun instantly appeared in his right hand. He suddenly thrust the gun body, and a big hole exploded on the ground in an instant, and Tang Ming jumped out.
He pulled the gun body backwards, and the round and blunt tip of the gun drew a blood mark on the ground. Tang Ming stared at the ground in front of him coldly.
If the Shura body hadn't devoured the power of the devouring power, he would have died at the hands of Shi Er today!
A trace of blood flashed through his eyes, and the Asura Eye opened instantly. On the plain ground in front, a ripples that were almost invisible were coming quickly towards Tang Ming.
"drink!"
Tang Ming roared and rushed to follow him, and a tornado emerged from the dry land!
Turning back, he stabbed in behind him with a shot. The violent erosion thunder tear a huge gap in the ground in front of him, and the round and blunt spear head pierced into the shoulders of Rat Twelve underground without a slight difference.
Tang Ming bent his legs slightly, raised his gun with his front hand and pressed his tail with his back hand, and carried the gun on his shoulder.
"Give me a chance!"
The surging flames of the divine phoenix burst out from the black thunder gun, and the flames of the divine phoenix that soared into the sky turned into a phantom of the divine phoenix, dyeing half of the sky red.
The twelve rats felt an incredible force coming from their shoulders, and suddenly lifted their bodies up and smashed them into the air like falling meteors.
Tang Ming turned around and a gun was raised, and a black light instantly soared into the sky, heading towards the sky
The twelve rats that fell from the middle stinged.
The gun force pierced through the body of Shi Er's body, but this guy was a master of the Ding Realm after all, and the gun force penetrated through his body, but the round and blunt gun tip of the black thunder gun did not penetrate into his body at all.
Shi Er forced a mouthful of spiritual energy, and his sharp claws suddenly held the gun body. The powerful energy suddenly bent the entire black thunder gun body.
Tang Ming held a gun in his hand and looked up at the dyingly struggling at the moment, with a sneer on his lips.
The wrist flipped, and the gun body trembled slightly.
Tang Ming instantly let go of the black thunder gun in his hand and hit the gun with his right hand.
When the energy of this attack spread into the Black Thunder Spear, Tang Ming suddenly held the gun again with his left hand.
A thunder sounded in the air, and Rat Twelve's body was like a kite with broken strings, and it broke through the cliff hard.
The black thunder gun followed like a shadow. When Rat Twelve came to his senses, the round and blunt spear head had already hit his forehead.
Tang Ming stood in the air, holding a black thunder gun steadily in his hand. Thunder flashed and flames roared above the gun!
"Give me...Give me your life!"
A trace of fear finally appeared in the eyes of Shit Twelve. The human race in front of him had exceeded his understanding of the Tianxuan realm.
"You can't forgive me if others do it!"
Tang Ming turned the black thunder gun in his hand, and the violent energy swept away instantly. In this case, Shi Shier no longer had the power to resist the killing attack.
A sharp pressure came from the position of his forehead. Shi Ye gritted his teeth suddenly, and a jade box appeared in his hand, throwing it hard towards the distance.
At the same time, a blood mist exploded from his body and suddenly rushed into the crack on the cliff behind him.
Tang Ming withdrew his gun, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
Seeing the situation of a sure kill, the guy finally escaped with the help of the dragon blood fruit.
It turned out that the moment when the Rat Twelve threw out the dragon blood fruit, he concluded that Tang Ming could not be indifferent to the dragon blood fruit.
Chapter completed!