Chapter 1120 Does Your Face Hurt?

Song Ming smiled: "It seems that you still know a little about me. Knowing that I am at this distance, I can take your life before your dagger cuts the son's neck."

Su Wanyi said: "No, no, I don't know you, I just guessed based on your confident attitude."

To be honest, Su Wanyi had never heard of the name Song Ming before today!

Song Ming said: "After today, I will let you firmly remember the name Song Ming, so that when you meet King Yama and are asked who killed it, you can have an explanation."

Lu Yuanyong's flame of hope is now burning brightly, he said that his father will not give up on him so easily.

Ye Yuxian was getting impatient: "There's so much nonsense, why don't you just pick up the knife and speak with real skills."

Song Ming looked at Ye Yuxian: "You are crazy."

Ye Yuxian said: "So-so."

Song Ming said: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to be so arrogant in front of me."

Ye Yuxian said: "Then I will let you experience it again for free today."

Song Ming sneered when he heard this, "It really is that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."

After speaking, a blade condensed with combat power flew towards Su Wanyi.

The blade flew several pieces, and neither Lu Yuanyong nor the people around could see the direction of the blade clearly.

Of course, ordinary people can't keep up with the speed of this blade.

This blade will decapitate this ignorant and ignorant woman, and blood will splatter on the spot.

Su Wanyi smiled, she saw the trajectory of the blade, and there was no trace of fear on her face.

The blade was already in front of his eyes, but there was no blood splatter as Song Ming expected.

Nothing at all.

The blade that could gather combat power stopped in front of Su Wanyi, and it was Ye Yuxian who stopped it.

It was blocked with equal combat power.

The smile on Song Ming's face disappeared.

This... this is impossible.

The young man parried his blade?

how so?

Whether it is speed or combat power itself, it has kept up!

When Song Ming was stunned, the two combat powers canceled each other out, and finally the blade that had gathered the combat power disappeared.

Su Wanyi was unscathed, her dagger was still on Lu Yuanyong's neck.

Everyone is stupid.

What kind of monster is this man!

Song Ming is the number one mercenary who has been famous for a long time!

It was over fifty years old that he had cultivated to the peak of the current state of the gods. How could this man have such terrifying strength?

Daibao blinked his eyes, eh? When did daddy get promoted?

Why does he remember that his father was at the beginning level of the Divine Walking Realm?

Aww, dad secretly upgraded behind his back! He doesn't even know!

Su Wanyi rubbed her nose, she knew when Ye Yuxian practiced.

It was at night, every night he was practicing.

What is the reason...

Because she was pregnant, someone could only behave well at night and couldn't fall asleep.

So I didn't sleep at all, and I meditated next to the bed every night. If I couldn't do it for forty-eight weeks, I would run for 108 weeks until dawn.

Such diligent cultivation, coupled with his own perverted physique, and the abundance of aura in the Lingxu Continent far exceeds that in the Shenxing Continent, which is more conducive to cultivation.

The result is...

Ye Yuxian asked Song Ming: "Aren't you sure? What's wrong now? Does your face hurt?"

Everyone looked at Song Ming, could it be that the number one mercenary has earned his reputation in vain?

Rumors have said that he is miraculous, but now it seems that he is not that powerful.