The first thousand five hundred and eighty-eight chapters
"Kill him!"
"Everyone who has fallen into evil will find and kill them!"
"A traitor who betrays the human race and forgets his ancestors is worse than a beast!"
Seeing Wu Ming approaching with a sword as if there was no one around, the strong men in China were furious. Although this peerless prodigy turned demon was unexpected, even his fateful and wandering life was really complicated and difficult to understand.
But a fallen devil is a fallen devil. Since he falls into a devil, he is the sworn enemy of the human race and the sworn enemy of China. There is no second option!
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Wu Ming danced wildly, his breath rising again and again,
Although he has not truly broken through the influence of the illusory origin, his true energy has already shown signs of divine integration.
A breakthrough in the Three Realms of God Refining is imminent. If the timing is not wrong, a breakthrough can really be achieved, but for Wu Ming, it is not difficult.
Moreover, the improvements it brings are real!
Facing dozens of people of the same rank, including some of the top semi-saints of the Four Realms, Wu Ming was even more content and undaunted. He held the Holy Sword backwards with his left hand and swung it with his right hand. The shadows of his fists and palms shot up all over the sky, impacting the heaven and earth like a meteor shower.
He actually used his own strength to fight against dozens of people of the same level!
"court death!"
The Half-Saints were furious. Although they were afraid of the holy sword in Wu Ming's hand, he now abandoned it and faced the enemy with bare hands and fists. Was he being conceited or looking down on them?
But soon, all the semi-saints who touched the shadow of the fists and palms in the sky suddenly changed their colors. Although no one was injured, most of them were knocked back!
Even if he didn't retreat even half a step, the Fourth Realm Semi-Saint who still charged forward felt the terrifying power contained in it.
Is this just a force, and it is a scattered attack? If it is concentrated in one place, how powerful will it be?
Undoubtedly, the current Wu Ming has the strength to rival any Four Realm Semi-Saints in one-on-one combat, even the strongest among the veteran Four Realms top half-saints!
Combined with his unfathomable magical powers, extremely talented people, and endless treasure cards, looking around the state, I am afraid that if the saint does not come out, or even if the saint is not prepared, he may not be able to kill him!
Such a person becomes a demon, which brings shame to the human race and is also a great loss!
"Jiejie, there are many people bullying the few, come here, come here, I will play with you!"
Although the demons want to see Wu Ming's quality and ask him to produce a decent certificate of surrender, they will not let him face dozens of people of the same level without any care.
Otherwise, he would be forced to die. What would the other demon-fallen think?
Amidst the bursts of strange roars, more than a dozen powerful demon kings rushed in and rushed into the crowd. They attacked without mercy, which immediately disrupted everyone's plan to encircle Wu Ming.
The semi-holy venerables in front were fighting in a group. This was only a small part, but the terrifying airflow that burst out was not weak at all.
"You're a clown-like bitch, and you're worthy of shouting at me?"
Wu Ming's eyes were stern, and he slapped away several strong semi-saints who were blocking his way. His body was like a swimming dragon, and he seemed not to be affected by the turbulence of the void at all. With a few ups and downs, he appeared in front of the Cui family member.
"Devil, are you afraid of me?"
The Cui family's face was livid, and there were only family protectors around him. However, as an extremely talented person, even if he was really afraid of Wu Ming, he could not show it in front of so many people.
But he didn't know that it was this pitiful, sad, deplorable, even worthless and extremely cheap pride that cost him his life!
This time, Wu Ming really came with the intention of killing. He was no longer letting go when he could, trying to suppress the situation to a situation that could be saved.
As a human being, we have our own moral obligations. This is the responsibility and obligation of being a member of China!
It's a pity that patience was trampled on as weakness. He was chased and killed again and again, and he pushed even further, finally forcing Wu Ming to explode completely!
I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!
At this time, Wu Ming did not seek to bring about a bright future, but only wanted to kill someone happily and heartily!
"die!"
With a shot of Bagua Palm, Wu Ming's true energy surged all over his body, simplifying it into the extremely complex and mysterious true meaning of martial arts, condensing his true energy to the extreme, and penetrating his own will in it.
A simple palm, but it is like a wild lion roaring proudly to the heaven and earth, killing with all its strength any prey and enemies that dare to appear in front of it and challenge the power of its king!
"puff!"
The Cui family member also tried his best to attack, but he could not withstand such a fierce and tyrannical attack. Not only was his true energy backfired by the shock, but infinite power poured into his body, destroying his meridians, flesh and blood.
What makes his liver and gallbladder even more devastated is that his own defensive treasure seems to have been penetrated. Although it has been weakened a lot, it can still threaten his life!
Moreover, this is without Wu Ming using the Holy Sword!
"Come on, come together, kill him, kill this devil!"
The Cui family member felt a pure and incomparable murderous intention locked on him. As a supreme genius, his senses made him feel alarmed, and he yelled without any regard for face.
Phew!
But before the others could step forward to meet the enemy, they felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, the glaze flashed with sharp edges, followed by a dragon's roar, blood splattered, and a head soared into the sky.
The son of the Cui family from a medieval family was defeated by Wu Ming in three moves and was beheaded by the holy sword. His Tao and spirit were destroyed, and there was no chance of resurrection at all!
"Young Master!"
The Cui family's half-saints protecting the Tao turned red-eyed, roared angrily, and charged at Wu Ming fearlessly.
"Don't provoke this devil. This devil's holy sword is in your hand and is invincible. Only by gathering the strength of everyone can we suppress it!"
The other members of the Dongshan family looked at each other and stopped in a tacit understanding. No one rushed forward to avenge the members of the Cui family.
Revenge must be taken, and it is not the revenge of the Cui family, but Wu Ming's repeated provocations and disregard for the interest group Dongshan Family. The Cui family's revenge is only a very small part of it.
But the Cui family's son is similar in strength to them, and he also has the protective treasure issued by his family, but under the holy sword, everything is just like paper.
Even if they rush forward, they are just delivering food. No one can guarantee that Wu Ming will be able to activate the holy sword with all his strength several times!
But even if it can be activated once, no one wants to be the one who tests the sword. Just like the Cui family members, if they die, they will die, and nothing will be left.
"Hahaha!"
Wu Ming's body was like a dragon, swimming under the attacks of several crazy half-saints protecting the Tao. He resisted countless punches, kicks and sharp blade attacks, but the strength of his immortal golden body was fully demonstrated at this moment.
But when he saw his wild hair dancing wildly, with a gray-red evil light flickering at the tips of his hair, everyone who could sense the aura within it would change their color.
Demonic energy, extremely pure magical energy!
In fact, even many powerful demon clansmen present looked at him sideways, not as good as the pure demonic energy!
This one...is really a demon!
Otherwise, the source of this evil energy cannot be explained.
"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being an extremely talented person, an unparalleled genius, and an excellent seed for cultivating demons. When we enter the demon realm in the future, we will no longer be rootless!"
More than a dozen demon-fallen people looked amazed, but also happy.
Although they join the demon clan and have connections behind them, as the old saying goes, those who are not of my race must have different intentions. The demon clan uses them as pawns, but they may not really regard them as one of their own.
But if one is led by an extremely talented person, even if one cannot get the same treatment as the demons, there is no need to fear that the demons will regard them as sacrificial victims.
"kill!"
Wu Ming's eyes were as bright as lightning, and with his feet walking like a dragon, he crossed half of the station circle in an instant and appeared on the other side. He volleyed towards one of them and slapped his head down with his palm.
"The sea is boundless!"
Sikong Hui roared angrily, raised his palms to the sky, and the light of the endless sea of stars surged up, turning into the outline of a small sea area measuring thousands of feet.
Unfortunately, facing Wu Ming's full-strength Baguazhang, especially the Qinglong Exploration Claw, which is known for its fierce and sharp attacks, no matter how hard it defends, it is in vain.
Above the sea, a palm print appeared visible to the naked eye, and he pressed into it in an instant, reaching the top of Sikong Hui's head.
Buzz!
Several treasures of light flashed very quickly. They were the defensive treasures that Sikong Hui had treasured throughout his life. But unfortunately, his cultivation level was already lower than that of Wu Ming. Now he is only a half-saint in the Lingtai of the First Realm, and the treasures have not yet solidified.
Then it was broken.
"Help me!"
Sikong Hui's face was pale, his eyes widened with anger, and he was struggling hard, and even a life-long spiritual platform rose above his head, obviously he was desperate.
Bang!
After even half a breath, he was beaten into powder and exploded with a palm. He was shot into a mist of blood without leaving a second word, leaving no bones. The death was extremely cruel.
Even if someone wanted to rescue him, no one dared to stop him rashly after seeing Wu Ming's ferocious power and the threat of the holy sword.
On the other side, Cheng Jingyu's liver and gallbladder were broken, and he turned around and ran away, wanting to stay away.
Only then did he realize that the targets he had hunted down several times were actually just teasing them and had no real intention to kill them.
But now, Wu Ming, who is showing his fangs like a vicious creature and has murderous intentions, will not give them another chance!
Buzz!
Before Cheng Jingyu could escape, he felt that the situation had reversed. He felt top-heavy and extremely depressed. There was also a terrifying power that was drawing away and grinding away his energy.
"This is……"
Looking closely, Cheng Jingyu could barely see that he was in a space that was incompatible with his surroundings, like a furnace, and he was just a bird in a cage!
The melting pot of heaven and earth, Wu Ming has further evolved the unique skills of the Wuzang melting pot. Even though he is far away, he still controls the life and death of the semi-saint genius of Songyang Academy, the direct descendant of the saint.
"Master, save..."
Cheng Jingyu vaguely saw Wu Ming's understatement and indifferent handshake, and felt as if he was being squeezed by terror from all directions, and couldn't help but scream.
puff!
Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, his whole body turned into blood mist and was destroyed in the furnace!
The direct descendant of the saint from Songyang Academy, Cheng Jingyu, a first-level semi-sage, was defeated by Wu Ming's move, and the Tao disappeared and the spirit was destroyed!
"Kill him!"
Several angry shouts arose, but it was Xiao Buyi and other talented people who gathered on their own initiative, ready to stop Wu Ming at all costs.
If he is allowed to continue killing like this, people's hearts will be shattered!
"Hahaha, endless cups of wine to drink, endless enemies to kill, so happy!"
Wu Ming looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He drank heavily and the strong liquor spilled over the edge of his sword. He was wanton and arrogant. He was unruly and commanding the world. He sang with his sword!