But no matter how much you change, you will still be a fog swordsman. And they are only extremely weak, worth seven lines of Yin De. No matter how strong they are, they will have limits!

As the name suggests, this power-type fog swordsman is extremely powerful, and his body shape is even larger than that of ordinary or speed-type fog swordsman.

Of course, the disadvantage of this thing is also very obvious, that is, the speed is too slow.

No matter how powerful it is, if you can't hit someone, it will naturally be useless.

Zheng Xiaoming killed these powerful fog swordsmen without any effort.

At this moment, as the thick fog stirred, a huge fog swordsman walked out slowly and heavily.

However, before it could raise the sword in its hand, Zheng Xiaoming had already rushed forward and the Ruyi Merit Sword had already slashed down from its head.

The fog swordsman had just raised his sword to block it, but the powerful slash had already slashed the fog swordsman from his head to his feet.

"The fog swordsman in armor is transformed by the swordsman's broken soul, and is extremely weak! If he kills him, he will have seven silks of Yinde."

A piece of information came into Zheng Xiaoming's heart.

With the fog swordsman being killed, Zheng Xiaoming has already killed five fog swordsman tonight!

At the same time, a scent wafted in. It was the Congo on the fruit vine that was finally ripe!

Zheng Xiaoming retreated back to Futian, took the Congo and swallowed it into his mouth. The Congo juice turned into a scorching heat flow and burned his whole body again.

When Zheng Xiaoming ate the Congo, burning flames emerged.

This time it felt like Zheng Xiaoming turned into a piece of stubborn iron and was sent to the furnace to repeatedly burn and temper. The taste was so painful that it was as if every muscle and every bone were in pain.

Fortunately, it was not long, so I heard a rooster crow in Futian, and my dream was broken, so Zheng Xiaoming sat up from the bed.

It's just that it's completely different from when eating other fruits. Zheng Xiaoming, who got up after eating Congo, felt his whole body still felt aching.

This feeling is like muscle soreness after a high fever. And it is much more serious!

At the same time, a rumbling sound came from his stomach, and a strong sense of hunger spread throughout his body.

It seems that after the Congo's transformation of the body, the body now needs energy to fill it!

"Bang……"

Zheng Xiaoming used a little more power when he got up, but he actually crushed his bed, and a loud noise came from him.

And the sound of course also woke Zheng Yingying up in a daze, woke up, and woke up in anger, "Brother, you scared me to death, what are you doing?"

Zheng Xiaoming smiled awkwardly and shouted to Zheng Yingying in the next room: "Sister, sister. I have been using this bed for too long, and it has collapsed!"

Zheng Yingying screamed wildly from the opposite side. Zheng Xiaoming could already imagine the scene of Zheng Yingying rubbing her hair desperately: "You broke the bed again! Ahhh, how many things have you broken these days? Who are you? Do you want to demolish the house to be satisfied!"

"I didn't break that sewer pipe..." Zheng Xiaoming whispered.

"Ahhhh, you dare to talk back! Do you want to piss me off to death?" Zheng Yingying was wearing her pajamas and kicked the door outside barefoot: "Open the door for me!"

"If you don't open, you will definitely attack me!"

"Can you open it? I don't believe you can hide in the room all the time!"

"I won't open it. A real man can't open it!"

"Ahhhh!" Zheng Yingying went crazy: "Open the door!"

Zheng Xiaoming was so hungry that he was whispering, and his body even began to feel a little weak, and he was already showing signs of hypoglycemia.

I had to negotiate with Zheng Yingying: "It's okay to ask me to open the door, don't twist my ears!"

Zheng Yingying smiled sinisterly: "Okay, I won't twist my ears!"

When Zheng Xiaoming heard this, he was so panicked that he couldn't hold on and opened the door. Zheng Yingying's "punch and kick" was facing him: "I won't twist your ears, I will beat you to death...Oh!"

Zheng Yingying began to hold her little fist and screamed: "Brother, how did you practice your muscles? How hard it is like a stone!"

Zheng Xiaoming laughed, she was so hungry that she didn't bother to talk to Zheng Yingying. She didn't even have time to wash her face and brush her teeth, so she went out to find a place to have breakfast.

Today, Zheng Xiaoming broke his own record and shocked the owner of the bun shop.

Zheng Xiaoming is already a regular customer of this bun shop. He is known for his large appetite. He can eat seven or eight buns every time, which scares him to death. He has become a live signboard of the bun shop.

However, today, Zheng Xiaoming ate twenty buns in one go, and he was stunned by the boss. He held the phone and was ready to call an ambulance at any time to save the person.

You know, the buns in this bun shop are big, thin and filling, and those with small appetites are basically full after eating one!

Zheng Xiaoming ate twenty of them. Even if the owner of this bun shop has opened a store for more than 20 years, he can be considered knowledgeable and has never seen a big belly man?

But today is an eye-opener!

"In the future, you come to my house to eat buns again, and I will give you a 20% discount..."

Finally, the owner of the bun shop patted Zheng Xiaoming on the shoulder and said.

The satisfied Zheng Xiaoming waved his hand and said he received it.

As a large amount of food was in her stomach and quickly digested, Zheng Xiaoming finally arrived at the unbearable feeling of hunger that was finally filled.

At the same time, even the faint feeling of soreness in the body began to disappear.

What came with it was an unspeakable numb feeling. This numb feeling came from every muscle in the body, which made Zheng Xiaoming want to find a tree to rub itch and hit the wall.

Then Zheng Xiaoming really went to find the wall and ran into it!

Zheng Xiaoming hit the wall one by one, making a thud, but he didn't feel much pain, but instead the numbness felt weaker.

"No wonder you need to slaughter this Vajra, it's almost the same as hard qigong!"

As Zheng Xiaoming kept hitting the wall, the numbness and itchiness on his body gradually faded, and at the same time, the muscles in his body were growing rapidly. The strength in his body was gradually becoming stronger!

"Xiao Ming, what are you doing early in the morning? Playing ball or doing something in the house? Don't demolish the house!"

Soon, as Zheng Xiaoming kept hitting the wall one by one, dissatisfied voices came downstairs.

It turned out that Zheng Xiaoming was hitting a wall in his room.

Zheng Xiaoming stopped, thought for a while, and said, "Aunt Wang? Why don't you come and hit me?"

Aunt Wang downstairs was a little angry: "You guy has planted me, I won't take you off!"

Zheng Xiaoming didn't expect that his thoughts would make Aunt Wang so angry! What he said was clearly true! Welcome Aunt Wang to fight!

However, Aunt Wang obviously did not understand Zheng Xiaoming's painstaking efforts, and became more angry and started to curse. She scolded Zheng Xiaoming for being heartless. She looked at them with pitiful siblings over the years, but she felt sorry for them...
Chapter completed!