Unexpectedly, Nasuo Wenming had been in the world for a long time. When Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie and Feng Qingkuang came one after another to attack the enemy like a storm, he remained calm. www
Just when Qing Kuang's palm force was released, he turned around suddenly, turned his entire back towards himself, and swung the Red Dragon Sword in his hand repeatedly, cutting all the five or six Spirit Emperor's powers from Ao Junxie into pieces.
Several muffled bangs exploded on Suo Wenming's back. A dark green light flashed, and a buzzing and chaotic sound of strings came from the air. Qing Kuang was shocked in his heart.
It turned out that Nasuo Wenming was very cunning and had already made some preparations. While wielding the red dragon sword in his hand to fight against the two masters and disciples Ming Qianhe, he also held the Xianmoqin close to his back as a defense!
This time, Qing Kuang's ancient martial arts palm power was completely absorbed by the weapon in his hand![
Two figures fell out heavily, Qing Kuang and Ao Junxie. Under the overwhelming power of the Red Dragon Sword, they were unable to get close with their bare hands, and were repelled by Suo Wenming one by one.
When Mu Liufeng saw this, he was about to draw out his sword, but Ming Qianhe grabbed him and shook his head at him, signaling him not to go forward and die.
Aojunxie and Qingkuang had just stood up from the ground, but before they could stand still, the sword energy in Suo Wenming's hand was already coming towards them aggressively.
"Get out of the way!"
Ming Qianhe shouted loudly, grabbed Qing Kuang with one palm, and pushed him to the side. At the same time, he blocked Ao Junxie with his horizontal sword.
There was a crisp sound, and a strong force like a huge weight suddenly hit the long sword in Ming Qianhe's hand.
In an instant, debris flew everywhere.
Ming Qianhe was shocked and turned away. When he looked at his hand again, he saw that the originally shining sword had been broken into pieces, leaving only a bare hilt...
Suo Wenming slowly raised the dark red sword in his hand, staring at it greedily with his light blue eyes.
"The Red Dragon Ancient Sword...is indeed the artifact of the ancient dragon clan! Only the masters of my Temple of Light are qualified to use such a magical thing!
Ming Qianhe, Ao Junxie, the three of you don't even have a weapon now, why should you continue fighting with me?! Just accept your death!"
Suo Wenming stared hard at Ming Qianhe, and his steps were slowly approaching like the god of death.
"Also...and I, Mu Liufeng!"
Suo Wenming had just taken two steps when a middle-aged man rushed out with his sword drawn next to him.
"Teacher Mu Liufeng, be careful!"
Ao Junxie shouted, but it was too late. Mu Liufeng had rushed in front of Suo Wenming in the blink of an eye, and had just stabbed out with his sword.
Suo Wenming didn't even look at him. He just waved the hand that wasn't holding the sword. With a bang, Mu Liufeng flew far away like a fallen leaf in the wind. With a bang, he and the sword fell heavily.
fell to the ground.
"You don't know how to live or die! It's a waste of my trust in you! Mu Liufeng, even Ao Junxie and Feng Qingkuang can only be captured now, so who do you think you are!"
Mu Liufeng was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He tried several times to stand up again, but failed.[
Suo Wenming's rickety figure slowly walked up to Ao Junxie, pointing his sword at the opponent. A cold voice sounded:
"Ao Junxie, you have the peak power of the Spirit Emperor, and so do I. Maybe your master didn't tell you that within the Spirit Emperor, at the same level, divine weapons determine the outcome. Now, you don't even have the ancient red dragon sword.