Yuan Ming, who originally looked at the many human cultivators with a sarcastic expression, couldn't help but light up when he saw the actions of the man and the woman. He had already found out about those two people.
Li Tomuling of Lieyang Palace and Han Luoying of Moon God Palace are both famous geniuses in the entire human realm.
The status of these two people is not much weaker than the silver bottle that was defeated by Yuan Ming just now.
But Yuan Ming knew that the two of them had suffered some internal injuries when they were in Shifang City. Later, they almost died because of saving Xingchen, and now they have only recovered half of their injuries.
Therefore, Yuan Ming has no scruples at all, not to mention that with his strength, it is not impossible to fight one against two. His biggest trump card is the special power hidden in his waist.
With this kind of power, Yuan Ming believed that no one could defeat him unless he was a powerful person who truly broke through to the first-level God Emperor. Even Jiang Yu would not be able to defeat him when he was caught off guard.
At the level of the demigod realm, Yuan Ming can be said to be invincible. He can also understand the mood of the other two, Li and Han. They are doing it out of necessity, and it can even be said that they take the initiative to die.
Yuan Ming had no sympathy for these human cultivators. If the previous Yin Ping had not been so powerful, he would have turned into a cold corpse by now.
Above the sky, Yuan Ming's white clothes were fluttering. He was really more handsome than some strong humans. Even when he looked at the human man and woman, he had a hint of looking down.
Anyone can sense the weak aura of Li and Han, but no one can say anything. This may be the last dignity of the human side.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come?"
Yuan Ming moved his gaze away from the pair of men and women, and then glanced at a circle of human cultivators. As long as he glanced across it, cultivators such as Cheng Bu Ran Hong Rang and other high-level immortals would lower their heads subconsciously.
There was sadness and anger in the eyes of these human cultivators, but more importantly, helplessness and despair, especially when this opportunity came from the charity of that hateful alien spirit.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's get started!"
A trace of rosiness flashed across Li Tomb Ling's pale face, but there was a cold air in his eyes. Hearing his words fall, he nodded towards Han Luoying beside him.
"What the stars can do, we may not be able to do it!"
Han Luoying was a female, but she had a strong desire to win. When she said these words, Li Tomuling felt extremely proud.
As a genius of Lieyang Palace, apart from Nangong Dao, Li Tomb Ling is always the proud son of heaven wherever he goes, even if he comes to Zhan Lingyuan.
But ever since the guy named Xingchen arrived, he had stolen the limelight from their two geniuses, and no matter how hard they tried to catch up, they couldn't catch up.
With what Xingchen had done during this period, Li Tomuling asked himself that he couldn't do it, but at this time, he was trying to do one thing, and that was to use all his strength to defeat the invincible Yuan Ming.
Even though this hope is extremely slim, this pair of talented men and women who came out of Lieyang Palace and Moon God Palace also have their own unique skills.
Moreover, they asked themselves that the trick they used with all their might would definitely not be much worse than Yin Ping's stunt.
"Let Yuan Ming see if his ice cold power is more powerful, or is our Leng Yue Wushuang more powerful?"
Li Tomuling spoke softly, and then the cold aura on his body burst out instantly. Han Luoying beside him did not neglect either. A bright white crescent moon was already hanging high in the sky above her head at some point.
"Leng Yue, Wushuang!"
Han Luoying's prophecy-like voice came out, and then the cold air in Li Tomuling's body seemed to be drained out in an instant, and his face became paler and paler, like a dead person.
However, when everyone sensed the crescent moon that was filled with cold energy and was named Leng Yue Wushuang, they took a breath of cold air, because it was almost the same as the power of the previous Yin Ping Thunder fused with essence and blood.
If I had to give this method a grade, I'm afraid it would already be considered a god-level pulse skill. Even Mo Jiang and She Gui over there looked a little solemn.
"Sure enough, we cannot underestimate the geniuses of these top human sects!"
Mo Jiang sighed with emotion, but Mo Tuo on the side remained silent. He suddenly realized that in a single fight, he might not be the real opponent of Li and Han in their heyday.
"Damn it, how could these two half-dead people burst out with such power?"
Yuan Ming, who was originally staring at the two geniuses with great satisfaction, became a little unhappy.
Because he suddenly discovered that with his cultivation in the demigod realm, he was not very sure of blocking the crescent moon.
I thought that these two geniuses of mankind were just at the end of their efforts, but I didn't expect that they could reach such a level under such desperate efforts. Did those two guys even give up their own cultivation foundation?
At this moment, both Yuan Ming and other onlookers could sense the extremely weak state of Li Tomuling and Han Luoying, and all their strength seemed to be drawn into the cold moon.
No one could have imagined that Li Tomuling, who came from Lieyang Palace, and Han Luoying, who came from Moon God Palace, would work together so well. It was no longer as simple as one plus one equals two.
Many people actually don't know the relationship between Li and Han, but they secretly studied pulse techniques together, and finally developed this fusion pulse technique, which can be regarded as their trump card.
It's just that such a unique skill can only be used once even in the heyday of the two. Once used, they cannot defeat the enemy, then they will fall into a period of extreme weakness.
Because that not only drained away all the energy in their body, but also drained away the power of their souls, including the power of their ancestral veins, which was also an excessive consumption.
Leng Yue Wushuang, who consumes such a large amount of energy, is naturally far more powerful than the advanced pulse skills of the immortal class. It is comparable to a strike from a first-level God Emperor. At this moment, Leng Yue Wushuang has locked onto the extremely ugly-faced Ten Thousand Demon Forest strongman Yuan Ming.
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"Want to hurt me, dream!"
Yuan Ming let out a roar, followed by a flash of white crystal light that shot out from his waist, causing Jiang Yu in the distance to have a look of despair on his face.
bite!
Like a crisp sound of gold and iron, the white ice crystals struck out again, and the result was no different from before.
Leng Yue Wushuang, who seemed to have no power, fell apart without even holding on for a breath.
Wow!
The shattering sound of the white cold moon seemed to have wiped out the last traces of spirit in Li Tomuling and Han Luoying, and they looked at each other helplessly.
Even though they had known the result for a long time, the two geniuses were still a little unwilling. What they had thought before was that what if Yuan Ming could only use such a tyrannical method once?
Now it seems that the power in the white ice crystals will be exhausted after I don't know how many times it is used.
With this powerful trump card of almost one strike from a second or third grade Immortal Lord, Yuan Ming is almost in an invincible position.
Unless they are some who have reached the true first-level God Emperor who can crush them with that powerful pulse energy, as long as Yuan Ming sacrifices that power, cultivators below the God Emperor level will not be able to escape unscathed.
Fortunately, Yuan Ming seemed to be a little heartbroken about losing the power of the white ice crystal again. After blasting Leng Yue, he quickly took back the ice crystal, and then looked coldly at the man and woman over there who were barely suspended in the air.
"You guys, what else can you say?"
Yuan Ming didn't feel any shame at all by resorting to external help. Instead, he looked condescendingly at the two geniuses over there. Sensing the aura of extreme weakness on the other side, he suddenly felt a murderous intention in his heart.
"You're just a idiot who relies on the strength of others. What's there to be proud of?"
Han Luoying was extremely weak internally, but she refused to give in. She sneered, which made Li Tomb Ling next to her frown slightly.
Isn't it just asking for death to anger Yuan Ming at this time? Although Li Tomuling was extremely angry, what he valued more was the life of his lover.
"It doesn't matter if you say something pleasant to a dying person!"
Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent on his body was no longer concealed at all. It burst out instantly, causing not only the expressions of Li and Han to change drastically, but also Jiang Yu to speak directly.
"We surrender this battle!"
Jiang Yu knew the identities of those two people. If he really died here today, even if it was in the Zhanlingyuan, he would not be able to live without it, so he had to speak.
"Admit defeat? Do I agree?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Yu finished speaking, Yuan Ming, who was already filled with anger, no longer wanted to make those unnecessary gestures. He let out a sneer, and all the human cultivators felt their hearts sinking.
Strictly speaking, this can be regarded as the second game of the battle, and although Jiang Yu is the leader of the human side, he has no right to interfere with the ongoing battle.
The battle is not about life and death. Even if one party admits defeat, as long as they do not escape from the scope of the battle, the other party will have reason to pursue and kill them, just like Yuan Ming at this moment.
Looking at the state of Li and Han, how could they still have the strength to escape Yuan Ming's vicious hands?
All the human cultivators are extremely anxious, and the two geniuses who are at the end of their battle are probably in danger.
"Forget it, it's not a bad thing to die together!"
Li Tomuling turned his head sideways, as if he knew what was going to happen next, and he stroked Han Luoying's hair lovingly.
As soon as these words came out, the fear in the latter's heart seemed to diminish a bit.
No one is not afraid of death. Even though Han Luoying was angry when she said it just now, when things come to pass, she is still a woman after all.
But after listening to Li Tomuling's words, she suddenly realized that everything was no big deal.
The fatal attack is coming in an instant!
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