The huge force of Jueming's finger exploded, turning into a thick mass of death energy.
He moved his feet and retreated several meters in an instant. In the thick fog of death, a pair of strange pupils opened.
It was a pair of eyes full of death and murderous intent.
Being stared at by this gaze, Zhuang Wuming's whole body froze, and an inexplicable chill arose.
Eyes of Death, an invincible natural ability.
Along with the thick fog, he had arrived in front of Zhuang Wuming.
A sword thrust out. This sword was so unpredictable that Zhuang Wuming felt that no matter what he did, he would be stabbed.
Unable to dodge, Zhuang Wuming entered the shadow space in a flash and reappeared behind Ming Wudi.
But as soon as he appeared, his expression changed drastically.
Under the sense of magic, a sword light appeared on his chest without knowing when.
In a thousandth of an instant, Zhuang Wuming melted into the thick fog of death.
Poof, a sword passed by, and Zhuang Wuming appeared ten meters away with a serious expression.
There was a faint scar on the chest. Although it was only a little bigger than a fingernail, there was a necrotic area of three centimeters in a circle.
He took out a piece of sinful extraordinary barbecue from the space bag and swallowed it in one gulp. Zhuang Wuming's eyes were sharp.
The sword strike just now was very dangerous. The opponent seemed to have a premonition of his position in advance, so he could not avoid it with the thrust of the sword.
"It's not in the skill list, that means it's his innate ability."
"Some of the talent and skill records in the basic collection are for combat use, and some are for non-combat use."
"It seems that this invincible talent can be used in battle."
Before he could figure out the true nature of Ming Wudi's skills, Zhuang Wuming decided to deal with it carefully.
The thick fog of death came towards Zhuang Wuming at an alarming speed, reaching him in just one breath.
Under Zhuang Wuming's demonic feeling, the invincible hair in the thick fog will inevitably appear.
He was also affected by his own skills and was unable to use the breath of death that blocked his induction.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Wuming's golden elixir incarnated and used the skill "Demon Body"
Countless magic patterns appeared, and all his skills and attributes were increased by 20%.
With his comprehensive quality improved, Zhuang Wuming slashed across the air and directly collided with Ming Wudi's sword of death.
Dangdangdang,
Blinking dozens of times, the sound of metal colliding made Ming Wudi's heart tremble.
"What a good guy, he can actually block my attack. His power has increased."
Affected by Zhuang Wuming's skills, his will was depressed.
This caused slight flaws in his control of the body, both in terms of strength and speed.
In just one minute, the two men's swords collided with each other at least a hundred times, and each time their whole bodies were shaken.
The power is being consumed rapidly, both Zhuang Wuming's golden elixir incarnation and Ming Wudi's physical strength are decreasing at an alarming rate.
At this time, darkness appeared in Ming Wudi's eyes again, and Zhuang Wuming felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some kind of danger.
The will was suppressed, and the power of the underworld exploded at the same time, rushing towards him.
Zhuang Wuming screamed inwardly, activated the shadow shuttle, and instantly disappeared into the shadows.
After the two skills failed, Zhuang Wuming stepped out of the shadows and struck Ming Wuji in the neck with a knife.
This knife brought up a faint white air flow, cutting through the air and splitting the vacuum.
A blow that contained all his strength and speed.
But as soon as Zhuang Wuming's sword flashed out, his expression changed.
Three deadly rays of light shrouded him in a row.
The sword of death followed closely and stabbed towards him.
He had just stepped out of the shadows, and was not completely out of it yet, in a state of semi-detachment.
In this state, he cannot use his skills again at all.
There was no other way, the sword was like a dragon, slashing towards Jue Ming Finger who was coming side by side.
The ghost body becomes virtual and unfolds, and the evil gaze is activated.
bang bang bang
There were three muffled sounds, and Zhuang Wuming took a few steps back under the impact of the Jue Fing Finger, his whole body shaking.
But Ming Wudi, who was supposed to follow closely and stabbed at him with a sword, froze.
At the critical moment, he was frozen by Zhuang Wuming's evil gaze.
Although it was only for a second, it also allowed Zhuang Wuming to escape from the most dangerous moment.
when
The stiffness disappeared for a second, and Zhuang Wuming regained his breath, bypassing the sword of death and slashing towards Ming Wudi's chest.
The moment of danger was frozen by the evil gaze, and Zhuang Wuming also seized the opportunity to fight back.
Under the sense of magic, all directions, sizes, and flaws of Ming Wudi's sword are clearly clear.
Ming Wudi felt a huge crisis. This sword was so unpredictable that it actually avoided his own eye of death.
Without any hesitation, he once again activated the power of the underworld and the suppression of his will.
Facing the attack of skills, Zhuang Wuming had no intention of evading. This time he seized the opportunity and could never give in.
Bang
The sword was sharp and the sword flashed past.
The huge force exploded, and Zhuang Wuming and Ming Wudi flew back at the same time.
Zhuang Wuming's whole body was wrapped in black smoke, and his will also sank.
The power of the underworld is continuing to erode his body.
Looking across his body, he saw that his attributes were decreasing at a rate of 0.01 per second.
At the same time, Willpower has dropped directly below 5 points.
Looking at the thick fog of death with sharp eyes, he could see the depression in Ming Wudi's abdomen with a sense of magic, and a terrifying knife mark appeared.
Although Ming Wudi was stabbed, he was not disemboweled. A layer of dark software protected his body.
Zhuang Wuming's sword hit him hard, his face turned pale, and he looked at Zhuang Wuming angrily.
"It's amazing. I didn't expect this person to grow to this point. It's only been a few months."
"Dreamland is such an awe-inspiring place."
With a stern look in his eyes, Ming Wuji knew that he was seriously injured, and there were wounds all over his body, especially the stabbing in his abdomen.
Although the danger of being disemboweled was blocked by the inner armor, the internal organs were hit.
Even if the two internal and external energies are circulating, this huge force cannot be resolved.
The opponent is also a boxer with great internal and external strength, so his advantage is not big.
However, although the injury was serious, he was not afraid. He raised his hand to take out a bottle of medicine from his arms and drank it with a calm expression.
A circle of golden light rose from his body, and waves of hot heat washed over his body.
The injuries on his abdomen healed quickly with visible speed. He stood up with a sneer and looked at Zhuang Wuming in the distance.
"You have a good plan. Both sides will lose. It's a pity that you don't know the background of my Ming family."
"A bottle of advanced recovery potion is enough to bring all your plans to naught."
Zhuang Wuming watched Ming Wuji recover in a short time, and his expression changed slightly.
"The heritage of the great family is indeed very deep."
"However, it's not invincible. I basically know your basics."
"Then the next step will be a real life and death battle."
"This time, you have no chance to take the potion again."
Feel the strength in your body quickly recover under the moisture of the barbecue.