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The group of Ming Xizong killers couldn't help but take a few steps back. Some of them wanted to escape, but the puppet was staring at them. If they dared to take a slap in the escape, the puppet would guarantee that they would give them a free ticket to hell.

They had already felt the terrifying power of the puppet long ago, and they would never question the ability of the puppet.

Therefore, they could only grit their teeth and face Wang Yimiao.

After Wang Yimiao finished speaking, the sword in his hand began to slash, and the desperate aura merged into the sword light. A blood light rose from the surrounding void. After the sword light took off the sword, it suddenly turned into a slender fang and quickly scraped towards the group of Ming Xizong killers.

Wherever you pass, the soil blows over the trees, leaving a deep trace.

After approaching the group of Ming Xizong's murderous auras for dozens of meters, the originally erected fangs seemed to notice that there were a lot of opponents on the other side, so it gradually began to tilt from erect. It seemed very slow, but in fact it was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the entire fangs spread across the void, and trees were still destroyed wherever they passed.

"Is this the sword intent?" Wang Yimiao was shocked even himself as he looked at this scene.

He never thought that he could slash such a terrifying blow.

"No, this is not a sword intent, it is just a prototype at most." Zero Yu's voice came into Wang Yimiao's mind.

"The prototype is so terrible? Then I will practice the full version from now on. Wouldn't that bend the opponent to kneel down and call him dad? I really have the talent for swordsmanship, and I am still the kind of person who is so famous. I only realized the prototype of the sword intent at one moment of life and death. Even I admire me." Wang Yimiao excitedly replied to Zero Tsubasa.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed very powerful, but..."

"But what?" Wang Yimiao couldn't help but feel nervous.

"But I, who originally admired you, wanted to despise you the moment you said the last sentence just now." Zero Yu said quietly.

Wang Yimiao curled his lips unhappily, kept silent, and quietly watched the attack result of the fang.

Those killers of Emperor Xizong of Ming were already ready for battle.

They could sense fear and anxiety from that fang. They did not dare to sit and wait for death, so they had to use their will to suppress the despair in their hearts. An invisible war aroused in their bodies, but it soon came to an end. Their will successfully suppress the fear in their hearts, and fighting spirit was ignited in their eyes again.

They called on the only remaining spiritual energy on their bodies and quickly made gestures. A series of spiritual energy rushed out of their hands and gathered in their weapons. Their weapons couldn't help but roar, like roars and beasts.

The person in charge had just used a secret technique and his body was damaged too much, but he was unwilling to use his body to try Wang Yimiao's attack.

So he gritted his teeth, accelerated the loss of life span, and used another sword that condensed was amazingly powerful.

As the sword condensed, all his silks turned from black to white, and his whole body had been aging for decades. It seemed that he was already in his twilight years.

The sword was about to slash, and a blood pupil opened from the void, as if the void was originally in this eye, but it turned out to be closed and outsiders could not detect it. When it opened, a blood light shot out from the pupil and landed on the blade of the person in charge, and then refracted towards Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao looked at the blood light from the front, as if she saw the eyes hidden in the blood light. Those eyes stared at Wang Yimiao without blinking, and a violent look emerged from her eyes, making Wang Yimiao feel creepy.

The blood light was so fast that it rushed towards Wang Yimiao with the skills of other Ming Xizong killers.

boom!

Soon, led by the blood light, a total of five skills fell on the slender fangs. The whole fang immediately collapsed like a pinch of flour, and it collapsed in the collision, turned into pieces of debris and shot back into the ground, and then turned into a burst of white smoke and dissipated into the air.

After destroying the slender fangs, the five skills remained unabated and continued to kill Wang Yimao.

Wang Yimiao calmed down and said slowly: "A sword intent cannot stop your attack, so let's do two!"

After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand again, and at the same time, another sword was held by a transparent little hand a few meters away, and the desperate momentum appeared again, and this time it was in duplicate, with blood constantly flashing, setting off the atmosphere of sword intent, making the group of Ming Xizong killers shivered in the terrifying momentum again.

When Wang Yimiao saw the faces of the group of Ming Xizong killers again showing fear and anxiety, she was immediately excited.

"You'd better run away quickly! Your two sword intents alone cannot stop the opponent's five skills." Zero's voice suddenly rang in Wang Yimiao's mind.

Wang Yimiao's mouth, which was about to smile, couldn't help but twitch twice, and his morale instantly plummeted.

But he still wanted to try what effect would be after the two sword intents were combined.

So he quickly cut off the two swords. After the sword light broke off the blade, it turned into two slender fangs and faced the five skills. Although it looked a little weak, its momentum was above the five skills, as if it could really destroy the five skills.

At this moment, Wang Yimiao's mouth still smiled because he successfully cut out the prototype of double sword intent.

At the same time, he himself quickly dodged, as Zero Tsubasa said, he could not stop the five terrifying skills.

The two fangs gradually tilted from upright to flying across the sky, and soon collided with the five skills. There was another earth-shaking roar on both sides, and the two fangs followed the footsteps of the previous fang. The momentum was clearly above the five skills, but in the end it fell apart.

Wang Yimiao looked at this scene and sighed: "It's really not good to have a gorgeous appearance, but the important thing is the essence."

Because the two fangs blocked the five skills for a moment, and the five skills were still a little far from Wang Yimiao, Wang Yimiao finally managed to avoid the bombardment of the five skills.

But he passed by the five skills and was still seriously injured. Half of his body was stained red with blood and was thrown away for more than 20 meters again, hitting heavily on the ground. The already loose bones on his body finally broke a few of them, which made him scream in pain.

He got up from the ground with difficulty, spitting blood while muttering to himself in a weak voice: "It seems that it's not easy to fight!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge who was seriously injured and used secret techniques to make two slashes in succession could not bear it anymore. His whole body slowly fell down, and the blood mist covering his body gradually dissipated. Finally, he fell to the ground weakly, his eyes full of reluctance.

His face was still aging rapidly and gradually drying out. After a few breaths, his eyes lost their luster and he turned into a mummy.

The remaining four Ming Xizong killers began to feel anxious. Their strongest combat power had already fallen. Just the few remaining people, how could they be Wang Yimiao's opponents?

The only thing waiting for them next is death.

"Don't be afraid, Wang Yimiao has been seriously injured. Look at him, he can't even stand firmly. Let's take the opportunity to kill him!" One of the killers of the Ming Xizong of Ming Dynasty pointed at Wang Yimiao, covered in blood, and shouted excitedly, as if he had seen hope again.

However, the killer of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty forgot that not only Wang Yimiao could not stand steadily, but also himself, and his companions could not stand steadily, and there was a puppet standing beside them.

It is impossible for them to kill Wang Yimiao.

But the words of the killer of the Ming Xizong still ignited the fighting spirit of the rest of their companions. They looked at Wang Yimiao, and they found that Wang Yimiao was in a bad state, so they showed a smug smile on the corner of their mouths and walked slowly towards Wang Yimiao.

Since everyone has been seriously injured and their cultivation is one level higher than Wang Yimiao, how do they still fear Wang Yimiao?

Halfway through their way, Wang Yimiao suddenly spoke, "I don't want to continue playing with you anymore."

The group of Ming Xizong's killers suddenly became alert. Could it be that Wang Yimiao had any killer moves?

They began to feel a little uneasy, and their steps couldn't help but slow down.

Just as they were staring at Wang Yimiao and guarding against what kind of tricks Wang Yimiao would use, they suddenly became four pieces of meat paste until they were swept through their bodies and died by pain. They didn't even have any time to react.

Wang Yimiao's puppet stood quietly behind them, with fresh blood stains on its fists.

Just now, it punched out with both fists and directly killed the four Ming Xizong killers who were very close to each other.

Wang Yimiao's mouth raised slightly, looked at the corpses everywhere, and slowly said, "It's all your fault that you beat me so much that I was so sad. I'm really dead."

In his consciousness, the corners of Zero Yu's mouth twitched a few times, and directly complained: "You are the one who made a mistake. You blame others and say that others are worthy of death. Are you shameless?"

Wang Yimiao laughed and said nothing more, then issued an order to the puppet to take away all the property on the corpse present.

After the puppet was busy, he asked the puppet to help him walk to the door, and even the scene was unable to clean up.

When I returned to the closing, it was already late at night. The movement at the foot of the mountain did not seem to be alarmed above the peak. Therefore, the entire closing was still as quiet as the night sky.

Wang Yimiao quietly sneaked back to his room and began to heal himself.

He hadn't suffered such severe injuries for a long time. After some treatment, it was dawn again, and he couldn't sleep all night.

On this night, Yekang City was still uneasy. There were always some civilians missing for no reason that night, but the officials did not notice it at all.

Even the others in the city did not notice that these residents who had disappeared for no reason were living alone or drunkards, so they did not alarm others when they disappeared.

But the unstable aura has already spread throughout Yekang City.

{Please remember, old man}
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