Chapter 39 (1/2)

In the face of Peng Ming, Peng fan was not moved. He even turned his lips. Then he continued to shout from above, constantly belittling his father and advocating Wang Jian.

”I'm not very happy to hear that.”

Wang Jian is a little blushed when he hears that he has been unifying the whole world for thousands of generations. He doesn't know where he learned his lines.

And Peng Ming is to listen to the whole body anger all came up, the eyes mercilessly separated the space to stare Peng fan one eye, the murderous look still let Peng Ming startled, but the next second he called more fierce.

”Come up if you can! Come up

PS: wipe, I feel this sentence has phonetic effect

Peng Ming's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his shoulders were shaking with anger.

Good boy, I'm really good at it.

Before he knew it, Peng Ming's attack became more and more fierce. The fiery look made Wang Jian tremble. It was full of anger.

”Drink!”

The cloud pattern staff hit a heavy pressure and fell straight towards Wang Jian's face. The speed was three points faster than before, which might have the bonus of anger.

However, Wang Jian is still at ease.

”When dealing with long weapons, we need to develop our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. When you don't have the absolute strength to deal with them, avoiding direct contact with them is the most correct way.”

Wang Jian gently side of the body, the body if startled General floating away, continue to the side of the college to explain the war.

Then, the ruler in his hand was lifted, and the ruler filled with yingbai soul power fell to Peng Ming's waist. Quick! Sure! Cruel! No hesitation! It looks like flowing water.

What a quick reaction!

Peng Ming's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Wang Jian's fighting experience was much richer than he seemed to think. The cloud stick that he waved immediately came back to defend and put it back in front of his waist. It was the only way for the ruler to pass.

”Dang!”

When they collided, they made a sound like a collision of gold and stone, and then the heavy power rushed to pengming like a tide.

Peng Ming's hand trembled, almost failed to hold the cloud stick in his hand, the whole arm was shaking violently!

”What a terrible force

Peng Ming's pupil shrinks, his eyes tightly lock on the ruler in Wang Jian's hand, and his eyes are a little at a loss. What kind of soul is this? How can it burst out so heavy power?

The ruler itself is very thin, even very fragile, but the things it carries are very heavy, nothing can break it, nothing can resist it.

”Draw a dungeon!”

At this moment, Wang jianminrui catches Peng Ming's momentary distraction, and the fourth soul skill suddenly unfolds. A diaphragm forms rapidly on the ground under Peng Ming's feet, and then a light curtain is produced to imprison Peng Ming.

Peng Ming instantly regained his mind and looked at the surrounding light curtain warily. He immediately remembered the words of the family guard that day.

This is the strange soul skill!

He tried to break through with soul power, but he was resisted by the invisible light curtain, as if everything in the aperture could not escape.

What makes him even worse is that his martial spirit can't be used in such a narrow place!

”Shua!”