You pathetic human warriors are such a disgrace to cultivators! You will never know how to cherish the chance of survival! Hahahaha!"
Suo Wenming's hoarse laughter echoed in the dark underground palace. Now, he felt that he was a complete winner!
Whether it is in terms of strength or interpretation of the laws of survival.
On the side, Ming Qianhe, Aojunxie and Qingkuang were all silent.
Perhaps, Suo Wenming's sarcasm is not unreasonable! The human warriors of Fengyun Continent, who are bound by morality, are destined to be just the weak and slaves in this life and death battle? [
Amidst Suo Wenming's arrogant laughter, no one noticed that Mu Liufeng had already gently stretched one hand towards the long sword at his waist.
When Ming Qianhe and his disciples realized this abnormality, in the blink of an eye, the sharp sword in Mu Liufeng's hand had already pierced Suo Wenming's withered throat like a poisonous bee.
With a slap on the ground, Suo Wenming subconsciously struck hard to intercept the secret assassination attack.
There was a crisp sound of metal shattering, and under the powerful spiritual power of Suo Wen Mingling Emperor's peak, the sharp sword in Mu Liufeng's hand instantly disintegrated and turned into countless sharp debris, rushing towards his face like a swarm of swarms.
"Teacher Mu Liufeng!"
Qingkuang let out a mournful exclamation.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a chaotic sound like raindrops. It was the sound of metal fragments embedded in the skin, flesh, bone and blood.
Within an extremely close distance, countless fragments of the long sword had completely covered Mu Liufeng's face. In an instant, countless sharp fragments had been inserted into Mu Liufeng's originally handsome and angular face.
The flesh and blood were blurred, and blood flowed into a river, dripping down along Mu Liufeng's face.
"Teacher Mu Liufeng!!"
Ao Junxie let out a cry of grief, and his heart was tightly grasped, bleeding continuously.
Suo Wenming looked at the unrecognizable Mu Liufeng, sighed with pretense of regret, and shook his head.
But at this moment, a strong force suddenly rushed out of your bloody body, like the last violent flame of an oil lamp that burned to the end before going out.
boom!
The powerful spiritual power forced countless blade fragments from his face, mixed with the blood splashed by Mu Liufeng, and rushed towards the opposite side. At such a close distance, Suo Wenming was caught off guard for a moment, and subconsciously blocked it with his palms.
At the same time, his body suddenly staggered.
In this short moment, Master Aojunxie and Qingkuang realized something at the same time. The three of them flew up from the ground at the same time and rushed towards the powerful enemy in front of them.
Suo Wenming had just been stunned by Mu Liufeng's last blow. Before he could fully react, he suddenly felt that several strong winds were coming from three different directions at the same time. He just released the palms that covered his face, Aojunxie and Ming
Qianhe's palm power has completely enveloped him.
Suo Wenming was suddenly startled, and he turned around subconsciously, trying to block the evil strings on the guqin behind him again, when he suddenly felt his body stiffen, and was shocked to find that a hand had been pulling Xian Mo forcefully from behind.
With a snap, the piano body behind Suo Wenming separated from himself. Immediately afterwards, two powerful Spirit Emperor's powers hit his unprotected back firmly.[
Suo Wenming's whole body was shaken, and a mouthful of blood gushed out with a pop. He turned back and struck out with a palm. Before the palm force was fully exerted, a dark green light flashed in front of his eyes. Suo Wenming was suddenly startled, and his heart suddenly sank.