"Aowu!~~~"

"boom!"

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Ye Weiming's full strength pierced his body to Dangkang in Hell, and it only knocked off its blood volume of more than 3 million, and this blood volume only accounts for less than 1% of the opponent's total blood volume!

From this we can see that the thickness of this hell Dangkang is as thick as that of an old cow!

After being beaten by Ye Weiming's full strength, Hell Detective Kang just took three steps back and then he was already roaring again and rushed towards him.

Seeing this, Ye Weiming frowned.

Through the previous fight, he had already learned about the characteristics of the hell in front of him.

He has thick skin and strong strength, but also lacks combat skills.

As long as you give him more time, it should not be difficult to kill him.

But, it's not possible in this village!

If he had fought Hell Dang Kang in the village, even the remaining half of the village would probably have been destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the two of them, and only more people would have died at that time!

After instantly figuring out various key points, Ye Weiming immediately pointed his toes on the ground, and his body had already floated backwards in the direction where there was no human breath in his perception.

At the same time, he calculated with his left hand.

"How to Dizong" takes the initiative to launch the effect!

"Come here!"

"Roar!~~~~~"

Influenced by the active effect of "How to Di Zong", Hell Dang Kang's pupils suddenly turned bloody, but beyond Ye Weiming's expectations, it did not catch up!

His brows frowned slightly. When Ye Weiming turned around and looked around, he found that the hell Dangkang did not want to catch up, but could not!

Because at some point, its body was wrapped in a dense layer of white silk thread, and he could not break free at all when he could not.

Anyone else took action to subdue demons?

Thinking of this in his heart, Ye Weiming's eyes were already looking at the source of the silk threads. But he saw that the thing entangled in Hell was actually a handful of whisk dozens of feet long, held in his hand by a young monk wearing a Vairocana crown and a cassock.

Ye Weiming subconsciously condensed his true energy into his eyes. Even though he was dozens of feet apart, he could see clearly the appearance of this young monk at one glance.
Chapter completed!