Chapter 107 Wu Ming's broken arm, the violent Su Yu!
Accompanied by the appearance of three powerful men from all races in the realm of the bright moon.
The situation on the entire battlefield changed in an instant.
In an instant, countless powerful men from all races rushed towards Hengcheng like they were on stimulants.
Tens of thousands of powerful men from all races seemed to turn into a torrent at this moment, impacting the precarious Heng City.
Near the Ten Thousand Races Passage.
The three powerful men of the Haoyue realm looked at each other and smiled.
"In that case, let's play with the humans. It happens that I haven't done anything for a long time, and I don't know if my body has become stiff."
The strong man from the God Clan smiled faintly and rushed out first.
Like a golden meteorite, it sent out a violent impact.
Wang Long and the other three were waiting seriously.
A faint silver light, like a bright moon, shines in the sky.
"The warriors of Daxia...will fight to the death!"
Wang Long shouted loudly.
Suddenly, reinforcements from Heng City, Jiangnan Province, Western Province, and Eastern Province erupted with terrifying power and rushed towards the army of all races that was constantly charging towards them.
Jiang Shang took the lead, and his cultivation in the late Feitian realm was fully exposed at this moment.
"You bastards, kill for me. The more you kill, the more points you get!"
Jiang Shang roared loudly.
Behind him, a group of geniuses from the genius camp suddenly turned red when they heard Jiang Shang's words.
Who doesn't know that the most precious thing in Tianjiao Camp is points.
In Tianjiao Camp, points can even buy everything.
At this moment, the powerful men of all races in front of them have become naked points in the eyes of the geniuses from the genius camp.
Du Nianguan screamed and rushed out.
In Heng City, Su Yu listened to Wang Long's roar, and the spiritual energy in his body was constantly boiling.
Wu Ming on the side sighed.
"After all, I am getting old. The world in the future will ultimately belong to you young people. But before I die, my old bones can still be put to use."
Wu Ming patted Su Yu's shoulder and showed a smile.
"Old principal..."
Su Yu looked at Wu Ming, who walked towards the outside of the city wall step by step.
I don't know why, but looking at Wu Ming's rickety back, Su Yu couldn't help but feel that the tip of his nose was slightly sore.
"Damn all races!"
Su Yu gritted his teeth.
Wu Ming slowly came to the city gate, and countless human warriors around him passed through the city gate, rushed out of Heng City, and fought with the strong men of all races in the sky.
For a moment, the cry of killing resounded throughout the world.
Wu Ming looked at the appearance in front of him and felt a little dazed for a moment.
His thoughts seemed to go back to his youth.
At that time, he was still a small soldier on the battlefield of all races. Daxia at that time was much more fragile than it is now.
Among the soldiers, there are many who have not even entered the realm of warriors.
At that time, Wu Ming had better luck and had already entered the realm of a warrior.
That period of time was simply the most unforgettable day for Wu Ming.
He fought bloody battles and fought with all races.
Finally, when he was in his thirties, he reached the peak of the Blood Refining Realm. However, precisely because of more than ten years of fighting, his body suffered from problems and he was unable to enter the Zang Refining Realm for the rest of his life.
Disheartened, he returned to his hometown and Hengcheng.
Became a principal and trained countless students.
He felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart as he watched the young faces gradually turn into giant trees under his gaze.
As Daxia's strength grew stronger, his sense of pride became even stronger.
He thought that he might be like this for the rest of his life.
But who knows....
The Ten Thousand Races Channel appeared near Hengcheng.
Wu Ming took a deep breath and looked at the dark passage not far away, like a black hole, constantly devouring the territory of the human race.
A glimmer of light gradually appeared in Wu Ming's old pupils.
A steady light.
"Let me, this old bone, finally contribute to the human race!"
Wu Ming murmured.
An old long sword appeared in Wu Ming's hand. The long sword was covered with marks, as if the long sword would be broken in the next moment.
Wu Ming gently stroked the sword as if stroking a lover.
"Old man, we...it's time to make a move."
The next moment, Wu Ming's whole body suddenly became extremely tall and straight, and his originally rickety body became straight.
He strode towards the outside of Hengcheng.
Some strong men from all races looked at Wu Ming and came to kill him like crazy.
"Hahahaha, well done!"
Wu Ming laughed and walked step by step. The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if echoing Wu Ming's determination.
Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy suddenly rose from Wu Ming's body.
Wu Ming's entire face became extremely ferocious, as if he was suffering from great pain.
Behind him, Su Yu looked at Wu Ming's movements, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
"Burn life!"
Su Yu blurted out, his eyes almost splitting.
Originally, Wu Ming would never be able to enter the Zang-Refining Realm in his entire life, and could only stay at the peak of the Blood-Refining Realm.
However, how could it be that the strength at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm could play any role on such a battlefield?
Wu Ming chose another method.
Burning life makes one's cultivation reach the state of internal organs training for a short time.
At this moment, he is a Zang-level martial artist!
"kill!"
Wu Ming roared angrily.
The long sword in his hand, surrounded by spiritual energy, shone with a cold gaze.
Several strong men from all races rushed towards Wu Ming, but were directly turned into minced meat under the light of Wu Ming's sword.
"Damn human warrior!"
Finally, a strong man from all races who practiced Zang Realm couldn't stand it any longer and roared loudly.
The knife was slashed towards Wu Ming.
Wu Ming's eyes lit up.
"Well done!"
What was seen was that Wu Ming's face was full of madness, and he actually carried the sword of the strong man of all races and sent his long sword into the heart of the strong man of all races.
For this reason, Wu Ming's left arm was directly cut off by a strong man from all races.
For a time, blood flowed freely.
And the powerful men from all races looked at Wu Ming in disbelief.
He really doesn't understand why human warriors are so crazy?
However, as his vitality passed away, he could no longer think.
Behind him, when Su Yu saw this, a wave of anger rushed into his mind.
"All races...you all deserve to die!"
Su Yu roared loudly, and his cultivation in the late stage of Zang training erupted in an instant, and the surging spiritual energy seemed to turn into a storm at this moment.
Within the body, seven spiritual energy seeds rotated crazily, releasing an endless spiritual energy storm.
The next moment, Su Yu turned into an afterimage and rushed into the battlefield of all races in an instant.
Wherever Su Yu went, all the powerful men from all races died one after another.