The eight Ji Wuming had just disappeared, and a figure seemed to have his head cut off before he could take action. People looked horrified.
The corpse and head fell from the air, and under the distortion of space, Dongmingyu's petite and exquisite figure slowly emerged.
The body of Ji Wuming, who was killed by Dong Mingyu, hardened rapidly, like a corpse, with no life left at all.
"The eight-life soul-renewing technique is the most useless assassination technique. You are not strong enough, so what if you have 10,000 lives?
Wasting so much energy on clones, just to save lives, has gone astray in killing. If you don't hurt the enemy and seek to protect yourself first, you will not be able to achieve the great road in the end." The dagger in Dong Mingyu's hand was like water, ripples flickering, and the edge was hidden.
Among them, it brings endless fear to people, as if it can cut other people's necks at any time.
Just as Ji Wuming summoned his clones, one of them was killed by Dong Mingyu, which shocked everyone.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, figures appeared, and the seven Ji Wuming attacked Dong Mingyu in seven directions at the same time. The seven people were in different directions, different from the front and back, and from different angles. The seven people shot at the same time, which was similar to a formation.
No matter how Mingyu resists, he will definitely be stabbed by one of them. This is an unstoppable blow.
But what was shocking was that seven figures of Ji Wuming passed by Dong Mingyu at the same time. Dong Mingyu's body dissipated like water, and what he attacked turned out to be a phantom.
"Oops"
Ji Wuming's expression changed drastically.
"puff"
At this moment, a dagger appeared silently, cutting Ji Wuming's neck, and another clone was killed.
"Your stupidity is shocking. I have already told you the art of eight lives and soul renewal, which proves that I understand it.
The eight lives correspond to the eight doors, Xiu, Life, Hurt, Du, Jing, Death, Shock, and Kai. I will kill your clone of the door of life as soon as I come up. From now on, your life will be unlimited, and you will never have a chance again.
And you were stupid enough to give up the art of eight lives and soul renewal and use the art of seven stars to kill gods, but the change was neither fish nor fowl.
What kind of self-created eight-door killing art is just a self-created art with some bells and whistles added to the eight-life soul-renewing art?
Just like your master, you are a group of idiots who think they are smart, and you end up being a self-admiring fool." Dong Mingyu snorted coldly, and his figure flickered and disappeared in an instant.
"die"
Ji Wuming roared, and the remaining six figures suddenly merged into one, piercing the void with their daggers.
"boom"
There was a shocking explosion, and Dong Mingyu's figure emerged. The two daggers collided together, and ripples filled with cold air spread. When the ripples radiated and were covered by the invisible ripples, everyone felt the sharp pain in their souls and the cold murderous intent.
, as if to separate their souls from their bodies.
"Rumble..."
A strange phenomenon rose behind Ji Wuming, and as the endless milky white mist circulated, a pair of huge palms appeared. The runes of time and space flowed on the hands, carrying supreme divine power.
"You have to lose two clones before you can really unleash your full strength. I'm afraid it won't take three or five years for these two clones to make up for it.
But it doesn’t matter, you’re going to die soon anyway, so there’s no need to think about such far-off things.”
There was endless indifference on Dong Mingyu's delicate cheeks. At this moment, she was like the god of death harvesting life, without any emotion.
"You fart, I still have countless trump cards, enough to kill you, a little bitch." Ji Wuming roared. At this time, his face was distorted and full of anger.
You must know that his clone was cultivated by him with endless efforts. Although after being killed by Dongmingyu, he took back the essence, blood and soul of the clone.
But if you want to cultivate a new clone, as Dong Mingyu said, it is impossible to cultivate it within three to five years.
"boom"
As Ji Wuming roared, the divine light in the vision behind him flowed, and the big hands moved, quickly forming a hand seal, and vast power spurted out from his dagger, like a meteor exploding, Dongming
Jade was knocked away in an instant.
"Go to hell"
Ji Wuming had already lost his usual wisdom and calmness. He stepped on the void, and with every step he took, his body flickered in the air, like light refracting in the void.
"Buzz"
Ji Wuming appeared behind Dongmingyu like a ghost, and struck her in the back with a blow. His speed was unparalleled, and he hit Dongmingyu with one blow.
"puff"
Blood splattered, but what was shocking was that the blood was not Dongmingyu's, but Ji Wuming's.
The Dongming jade that Ji Wuming hit was still an illusion. The real Dongming jade appeared behind Ji Wuming like a ghost. The dagger passed through Ji Wuming's shoulder and made a deep gash.
Dong Mingyu's face was indifferent. After the blow, the dagger made a beautiful reversal in Yu's hand, from backhand to forehand, like a bolt of lightning striking Ji Wuming's neck.
Ji Wuming was originally furious, but Dong Mingyu's dagger was like cold water pouring on his head, making him sober up in an instant.
He stabbed Dong Mingyu's afterimage, and immediately felt bad. He quickly dodged, avoiding the vital part of the back of his neck, and Dong Mingyu's dagger hit his shoulder.
Dong Mingyu's moves were so fast and flowing, not giving him any chance to breathe. Even his space power and time power couldn't keep up with the quick changes of moves.
"puff"
Dong Mingyu's dagger scratched Ji Wuming's neck for the second time. With blood spattering, Ji Wuming quickly retreated. This dagger also failed to cut the wound, only scratching a gash, which was not fatal.
However, the few moves that the two men made made countless strong men tremble with fear. The two of them moved dangerously and quickly. They were fighting so fast and hand-to-hand. If they reacted even slightly slower, it would have been a matter of life and death.
Whether it is the supreme geniuses or the older generation of city lords, no one has ever seen a duel between killers, and the battle between Dong Mingyu and Ji Wuming is the most elite duel among killers, with such speed
, those moves, that body technique, are simply terrifying and terrifying.
"Hehehe..."
Ji Wuming smiled, and all the anger and fear on his face disappeared, as if nothing had happened. He touched the blood on his neck, looked at the petite and beautiful girl opposite, and said mockingly:
"Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Thank you for teaching me a lesson today.
Master is right, my biggest shortcoming is that I don’t have a real opponent on the road to growth, which makes me too conceited.
I need a real whetstone to polish off my edges and my anxiety, so that I can truly step onto that level.
Now my whetstone has finally appeared. If I kill you, I will no longer be the Ji Wuming I once was."
Ji Wuming was injured continuously. He was furious at first, but now he calmed down in an instant, which shocked countless people. Even the old monsters who had lived for endless years asked themselves that they could not control Ji Wuming's form like this.
With his own anger and fear, this person is very scary.
"You are wrong. I am not your whetstone, and you are not my whetstone. You are just one of my prey. In other words, your head is my declaration of challenge to your master.
"Dong Mingyu said calmly.
"Oh? Really? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."
"Rumble..."
As he spoke, the hands in the vision behind Ji Wuming formed seals continuously. His hands suddenly opened, and a portal appeared between the huge hands.
When the portal opened, endless power of faith spurted out, powerful power of faith appeared, and the whole world suddenly trembled.