The wind disappeared, and there was no wind or sound.
Even if Mu Wancheng was not affected by the Dead Domain (Virtual), he did not have any extra energy to focus on Feng Mo at the moment.
Because the power of these nine flying swords is far beyond his estimate!
When the first flying knife attacked with Mount Tai's top, Mu Wancheng's mentality was unbalanced due to the germination of fear, as a powerful man in the late stage of the Grandmaster, he still knocked him away with a heavy punch that condensed the corpse poison energy!
But after the second sword attacked in the air, he fought back in the same way, but was forced to take a step back by the power of the flying knife that had suddenly doubled!
‘It’s even stronger! The second sword is twice as powerful as the first sword!’
Fear was still spreading madly, but Mu Wancheng's remaining rationality did not make him completely give up thinking and choose to surrender!
At the same time, the third flying knife suddenly came to his chest!
Mu Wancheng took a deep breath, crossed his arms to protect his chest, and a dark green qi shield immediately enveloped his whole body!
Click!
The moment the tip of the knife touched the shield, the hard energy turned into pieces and disappeared, and the majestic sword rushed down!
This time Mu Wancheng's arms were directly pierced, blood spilled on the ground, and his body flew backwards!
‘How is the power of the third knife… possible!’
Drops of sweat slid down his cheeks, and as the true energy surged in his body, the third flying knife that penetrated his arm was also shocked.
But at this moment, Mu Wancheng was half kneeling on the ground, as if he had no confidence to block the next attack!
However, before he could continue thinking, the fourth knife turned around at a strange angle and penetrated straight to the back of his head!
At the same time, a figure came quickly, and the terrifying energy bursting out from its body almost turned into a tornado raging wind that destroyed all directions!
It's the Golden Corpse Wang Zhiming!
When the first sword attacked Mu Wancheng, the golden corpse abandoned all its defenses and fought for the third-style heavy blow from Zhang Guchen and headed towards Mu Wancheng!
This is also Mu Wancheng's last defense. When he has almost lost his confidence in counterattack, the golden corpse he linked will create a glimmer of life for him!
And Wang Zhiming did it too!
I saw the sword energy surged all over his body. Facing the final kill of the fourth sword, a dazzling sword light attacked straight under the point of his long sword!
This sword changed the direction of the flying knife. It flew past Mu Wancheng's ears, but the awesome sword energy still left a shocking blood mark on it!
Then the flying knife hit the ground, and there was a loud bang, as if a towering mountain fell from the sky, and it collapsed into a sunken pit at the place where Mu Wancheng was half-kneeling!
‘Not an illusion…’
Mu Wancheng's pupils shrank slightly, and the facts proved that the fourth sword was stronger, even stronger than the third sword, but why!
He subconsciously touched his right ear, and the sticky blood oozed out from his fingers. The seeds called fear in his heart have now grown into a towering tree!
Qin Fan looked at this scene condescendingly, and from his perspective, Mu Wancheng's power has been stripped of 80% by the true meaning of martial arts, Death Domain (Virtual)!
Similarly, these 80% of the momentum are also added to the flying knife!
If you say that you have the greatest gain from breaking through the Grand Master, you can abandon the most primitive method to throw the flying knife and directly use the magic sword to control the sword!
During this process, his mental power seemed to turn into long lines and connect to the flying sword transformed by the Emperor's Tribulation!
This also caused some changes in the true meaning of martial arts and the dead domain (virtual) he mastered.
Originally, this true meaning of martial arts was to arouse the other party's fear and absorb it to increase its own momentum, and then set the victory in one fell swoop!
But now Qin Fan has omitted the step of condensing momentum. As long as it is within the scope of his mental power, the other party's fear can be instantly turned into his own effective combat power!
Of course, the heavenly level divine weapon - Wanxiang·Divine Tribulation also played an extremely critical role.
[Attribute 4: Emperor Profile: It can integrate mental power to stimulate extremely powerful pressure, and can expand the power effect of any martial arts true meaning by 2 to 5 times!]
He couldn't tell whether he was using the realization of the true meaning of the martial arts of Tianjuedi Di, which made the Dead Domain (Void) undergo a transformation, or was this the special blessing brought by the attributes of the Ten Thousand Evils and Emperor Tribulation.
Judging from the results, Qin Fan can now use these advantages to truly achieve his invincible reputation.
But facing Mu Wancheng now is not enough.
Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, absorbing Luo Qianpo also caused some burden on him. The transformation of the power of qi and blood was secondly, and the other party's mental power and memory were the big ones.
At this moment, these things were locked in a corner of the spiritual sea, and it took time to completely digest them, which also means that he could not absorb the second person at the moment.
So from the beginning, all he had to do was to capture Mu Wancheng alive.
It is ten times more difficult to capture a master in the late stage of the Grand Master alive than to kill him!
After taking a deep breath, Qin Fan's fifth flying knife was already pressing towards Mu Wancheng with a shaking momentum!
The golden corpse Wang Zhiming, who was originally used to support, was once again entangled by Zhang Guchen. Even because of the rescue just now, most of the corpse energy in the golden corpse was leaked.
This greatly reduced his strength, and the four people who had dealt with Luo Qianpo also slowed down. They were grouped in groups, and Wang Jingyu and Ada came to help Zhang Guchen take down Wang Zhiming.
The blood widow and the ghost boy cooperated with Yue Piaoling to capture Jiu Damo alive!
'what to do!'
Mu Wancheng widened his eyes. The fifth knife flew very slowly, but in his sight, the originally small flying knife changed in an instant.
In just a blink of an eye, the fifth flying knife seemed to have filled the entire world with huge size!
‘I can’t hide!’
At this moment, he realized that not only the power of the flying knife became stronger, but also weakened...
"careful!"
A scream from afar poured into his ears with powerful mental power.
This is the sound of the corpse and the hundred lines!
"Be careful of what..."
Mu Wancheng was a little confused, but because of the other party's voice, his originally lost confidence recovered a little. Although the fear that filled his whole body was still trembling with his limbs!
But at this moment, he no longer lacks the courage to face this knife!
The majestic true energy gathered all over his body. In order to block this knife, he directly mobilized all the corpse poisonous energy like Luo Qianpo before!
At the same time, he was waiting for the answer from the corpse Baixing.
However, on the other battlefield, it is already the limit to the ability of Zi Baixing to say these two words.
"The previous palm was my negligence, and the reminder you just now was the last time."
Seeing that all parties have gained absolute advantages in the battlefield, there have been omissions on two and one.
Whether it is Hei Thirteen or Huang Tiangui, his face is a little overwhelmed.
They immediately gave up the method of focusing on the attack with all their might, choosing one as the main and one as the auxiliary. This will allow the two who are working together for the first time to achieve the advantage of one plus one equals two!
At this time, Hei Shisan raised the Black Blood Sword and pointed it at the corpse Baixing. His aura completely locked it. The intangible and invisible destruction and death seemed to have turned into an evil dragon and wrapped around the sword!
Even with the blockade of the Hundred and Eighth Tiangang Earth Evil Formation, the blue sky became darker.
A breeze blew by, and everything withered and withered in the ten miles of the radius centered on Black Thirteen!
No one can describe the style of this sword, because it was a sword from death. When this sword attacked the corpse Baixing, the world was dull and the only dazzling one was the sword blade that shone with black and white light!
Fifteen Deadly Swords!
"die......"
The corners of Zi Baixing's mouth were raised, and he opened his arms inexplicably, as if he was deliberately trying to face the sword, but the majestic energy in his body formed an extremely hard qi veil at this moment!
“Hahahahahaha…”
A deliberate suppressed laughter came from the mouth of Shi Baixing. He witnessed the sword piercing the air mask and watched the sword attack his neck.
“It’s not enough…”
With a whisper, he entered the blade with empty hands to stop the attack of the Black Blood Sword, but his arms also began to wrinkle and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This is the sword that has plundered all the vitality until it is so thin that it seems like a bone covered in two layers of human skin.
But that's the same. The momentum of Shi Baixing's body became stronger and stronger. He seemed to be only a short distance from death at this moment, but he also became unprecedentedly powerful at this time!
Then a sudden punch hit the sword, breaking the straight-up momentum of the corpse Baixing!
It's the Huangtian Ghost.
"What's wrong with him."
Hei Shisan nodded. His sword represents absolute death, but for the corpse Baixing, it seems to be giving him a new life.
"I will attack the next one."
As Huang Tiangui spoke, the two of them took a tacit step back, and at the same time their mental power also dispersed part of their attention to the battlefield where Mu Wancheng was located.
Just as the three top strong men fought, Mu Wancheng took the fifth sword at the expense of a body of energy.
But at that moment, he broke through the erosion of fear.
"Hahahahaha, I understand!"
He clenched his fists and felt his own strength recovering little by little. He finally understood Qin Fan's deliberate disguise!
"It's very strong true meaning of martial arts, but you are not that strong."
Mu Wancheng raised his head, as proud as if he was the condescending king.
Qin Fan did not make a sound, but controlled the remaining four flying knives to hover around it.
He did not choose to attack, as if he was deliberately waiting for Mu Wancheng to recover his strength.
“So arrogant.”
Mu Wancheng inexplicably wiped his cheeks, and a scar appeared there at some point.
This made Mu Wancheng frown slightly, and he looked at the five flying knives scattered on the ground, and four flying knives that circled him like flies.
"hiss--!"
The next second he widened his eyes because a scar appeared on the back of his hand. After careful identification, he found that it was a knife mark caused by a short knife.
‘Short knife?!’
At this moment, he finally remembered who his real opponent was!
It was also at this moment that blood lines burst out from his body, and dense knife marks covered his whole body from the top of his head to his toes!
At the same time, a sword aura that was as windy as destruction wandered freely in his body, and the little power he recovered was instantly cut to destruction!
"Get out!"
As he yelled angrily, blood continued to gush out of his mouth, and then his tongue fell to the ground.
This time a clear voice rang in his ears.
"Six step kills silence."
'when......'
Mu Wancheng's eyes were filled with confusion. When was he the first time he was killed? Was it just now? How many of these densely packed swords were injured, eight thousand or ten thousand?
It was also at this moment that the four flying knives hovering around him passed through his knees and elbows. This time, the sword aura that penetrated his bones was not as heavy as a mountain, but as cold as ice and snow!
‘If you can’t move, you will burn your life…’ Mu Wancheng didn’t know how to describe his feelings at this time. He believed that he had broken through the despair brought by fear.
In fact, he didn't understand what true despair was, but at this moment his eyes were gradually eroded by the darkness. He was still alive, but he was as if he was dead.
Feng Mo, who appeared, directly sealed Mu Wancheng's key acupoints with Lingxi with one finger, and took out a bottle of poison and poured it into his mouth.
Mu Wancheng let him do it motionlessly, and the strong dizziness in his mind also made him slowly close his eyes.
Then Feng Mo's space ring flashed, and a special coffin made by Jiqiao Palace blocked Mu Wancheng who was already unconscious.
On the other hand, after a group fight with no morals, Jiu Damo and Wang Zhiming were sealed into the same coffin.
"It's still a little bit short."
Yue Piaoling was one of the few uninjured people present, and he muttered with regret.
Compared with other battlefields, his single-handed fight with Jiu Damo gradually gained the upper hand after Luo Qianpo's death.
Each person and the corpse were crazily setting fire to each other's sword energy, almost burning the mountain range.
At the same time, as he adapted to the initial pressure, his "Formless Magical Art" he transferred to practice gradually became integrated, and even used it to break through several acupoints during the battle.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! If you can continue fighting, Yue Piaoling is confident that he can reach the middle stage of the Grandmaster, but this battle may last at least three days and three nights.
"Only corpses are left."
Wang Jingyu's expression was quite emotional. This time he had a lot of intentions and had achieved quite good results by fighting more and fighting less. At least he did not reduce his staff.
But the real danger has just begun.
Because if the current corpse Baixing really drags a few people to accompany him to bury him, with his strength, even if Hei Thirteen and Huang Tiangui join forces to block it, there is a great probability that he will succeed.
At this moment, the tacit choice between the two sides temporarily stopped. Hei Shisan and Huang Tiangui stood in front and faced with the corpse Baixing far away. Wang Jingyu, Feng Mo, Blood Widow and Zhang Guchen lived in the middle.
The ghost boy, Ada and Yue Piaoling stood at the end while guarding the three coffins.
Qin Fan still stood in the air, but he suddenly used his mental power to shoot the nine flying knives scattered on the ground at the nine people including Hei Shisan for no reason.
Everyone was puzzled, but subconsciously took the flying knife and held it in their hands.
At this moment, Shi Baixing raised his head, his scattered hair covered his upper half of his face, and his lips raised an exaggerated curve.
Then a harsh laughter resounded through the sky.
"Hahahahahahaha!"
There is resentment, hatred and anger in this voice, but more of it is inexplicably refreshing!
"What are you laughing at?"
Qin Fan's figure disappeared the next second, but when it appeared again, it was ten steps away in front of the Hundred Lines of the Corpse.
The origin of this month made him spend all his time on "The Great Void Stream of Heaven and Earth", and this heavenly body technique finally reached the perfect state.
The most obvious effect is that with its current speed, it can no longer capture its traces with mental power, and one step is like shrinking into an inch.
"I will naturally laugh when I am happy. Now I really thank you, hahaha!"
Zi Baixing's eyes were red, and there was joy in his anger. These two strange emotions made him look like a demon, but Qin Fan was facing him was extremely calm.
Chapter completed!