The pseudo-saint of the blood clan was defeated in one move. All the powerful demon clansmen were shocked. They hurriedly let go of the evil shadow saint and roared towards the sudden thin figure.
The person who came was none other than Wu Ming!
After observing in secret for a long time, he saw that the evil shadow saint was about to die, and then he took action boldly. Although he did not severely damage the false saint of the vampire clan, he still broke the encirclement.
"Let's go, don't pester!"
The Evil Shadow Saint roared loudly, took a strong breath, hugged the woman, turned into light mist again, and flew away to one side.
Seeing this, the rest of the people, except for the three powerful demon clan men who continued to pursue and kill, all attacked Wu Ming. Even the vampire pseudo-sage who was knocked back by a single blow also roared and raised his sword to chop.
Boom boom boom!
But seeing the surging light surging endlessly, the energy surged like a wave, containing all kinds of evil power, it instantly drowned Wu Ming's figure.
"Oh!"
In an instant, Wu Ming smiled coldly, roared with his fists, and easily smashed the surging magic power. He approached the strong demons like a leisurely stroll, and slapped one of the strong demons from a distance.
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Bang!
Facing this blow, the Peak Demon Lord suddenly felt unable to dodge. He raised the weapon in his hand to strike hard, but was struck by the fierce and incomparable palm force, and even the weapon was smashed into pieces. His majestic body was as strong as a mountain.
It was even blown away like a rubber ball, sprinkling endless demonic blood in mid-air.
Although the other strong demons were intimidated by Wu Ming's strength, they were also inspired by Wu Ming's ferocity and rushed to kill him without fear of death.
Even though several people were wounded one after another, he still refused to retreat and laid siege to Wu Ming.
"court death!"
The pseudo-saint of the blood race saw the opportunity and instantly slashed with countless bloody swords, roaring towards Wu Ming.
"snort!"
Wu Ming's face was slightly condensed. It seemed that he was not as relaxed as he seemed when facing this pseudo-sage of the blood race. While he was forcing the demon lords to retreat, a blue-white long sword appeared in his hand.
Zheng!
The sword roared, and the sword light was like a cloud, ethereal and agile, but it contained wind and thunder, and enveloped all the blood-colored sword light in it. It chirped continuously, and all of them were dissipated in the cloud and mist of the sword light.
"You are the one seeking death!"
Wu Ming slapped a strong demon king away with his palm, and with a mistake of his foot, he instantly passed over all the strong demon masters and appeared in front of the pseudo-saint of the blood race. He raised his sword and killed him.
hold head high!
The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, the wind and clouds gather together, the dragon roars proudly, and the two ancient calligraphy of Cong Yun on the sword's jaw flashes with infinite power, blooming cloud shadows, filling the sky.
when!
With an explosion, the blood-colored giant sword in the hands of the pseudo-saint of the vampire clan actually shattered into pieces. Although it was not completely broken, there were countless cracks to make up for the blade.
"puff!"
The pseudo-saint of the Vampire tribe vomited blood and looked horrified. His huge figure was swept back by a huge force, and he couldn't help but retreat.
"die!"
A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and the sword formula in his hand changed again, and the intention of "Wandering Dragon Dinghai" came out, instantly covering the false saint of the blood clan, and he was about to kill one of them with the sword.
"Come and save me!"
At this moment, a sharp shout came, and the Evil Shadow Saint's aura was disordered. Under the siege of three supreme demon lords, he was clumsy and surrounded by dangers. He was already in danger of falling!
"snort!"
Wu Ming frowned slightly, and the meaning of "Wandering Dragon Dinghai" on the holy sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, his waist condensed, and his legs swept out like a python whip.
boom!
The pseudo-saint of the blood clan took this blow hard, and was hit again, vomiting blood and retreating, rolling in the air an unknown distance.
Whoosh!
Wu Ming made a slight mistake under his feet, and executed the Nine Palaces Wandering Dragon Step with great precision. There was still an afterimage remaining on the spot, as if he hadn't moved, but his real body had already crossed the space barrier, and the shadow appeared in another place.
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"die!"
In the indifferent and cold drink, Wu Ming's Cong Yun Sword turned into clouds and mist, as if covering all the heavens and all realms, and surged across a radius of ten thousand feet.
Poof!
At the sword strike, blood light spread, and the three top demon lords were unable to block even a single move. They turned into blood mist and dissipated with the sword light like clouds and mist.
"Walk!"
Wu Ming's body swayed slightly, his face suddenly turned pale, as if he was helpless, he held the Cong Yunxian Sword, grabbed the woman from the hands of the Evil Shadow Saint, spread out his body skills, and swept away from the distance.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the evil shadow saint, whose aura was disordered and extremely weak, flashed with gray and black ripples all over his body, and merged into the figure behind Wu Ming in a strange way.
Bang!
The figure on the back seemed to come alive, just like another Wu Ming. While he slapped his heart hard, in the other hand, he was holding a bloody dagger like the fangs of a poisonous snake and stabbed hard. Go up.
Poof!
But before he could get there, Wu Ming didn't even turn around. He just held the sword in his hand behind his back and cut his back in half. Black and gray blood followed the two corpses and spilled all over the sky.
"ah……"
The Evil Shadow Saint howled miserably, and the two halves of the corpse squirmed like shadows. They tried to piece them together, but they couldn't get past it. The cloudy sword light at the sword mark screamed again and again, "You...how could you not be injured?" ?”
No wonder he was so shocked and even unbelievable.
You must know that the sneak attack on Wu Ming just now was not a simple evil shadow sect secret method, but used the power of his own shadow source to draw the target's energy, so as to blend it into one place and attack the target.
Even if you are counterattacked, you will be hurt as a result. What's more, the evil gate is tight and vicious to the extreme.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming slowly turned around, chuckled and held a sword flower in his arms, shook his head and said, "I thought you would hold back your temper and hold back until the end to take action, but I didn't expect that you would jump out so eagerly!"
"You...you already knew this?"
The Evil Shadow Saint said in disbelief.
"No!"
Wu Ming shook his head and said calmly, "I just never believed you!"
"Why are you willing to take risks if you never believe it?"
The evil shadow saint is unwilling to accept the path.
"Because...you also told the truth!"
Wu Ming's face was gloomy, and he lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. His messy hair could not hide his pale and pretty face, and his slightly dark brows were knitted together, as if he was enduring inexplicable pain.
This woman was not her own, but Shen Xiaolan, whom Wu Ming met and had many interactions with after he first entered the capital and founded the Zhenwu Martial Arts School.
I never thought that after not seeing each other for so many years, this woman would actually have achieved semi-saint cultivation, and that she would come to Kunlun Mountain and suffer such a calamity!
"You are willing to take risks for a woman?"
The Evil Shadow Saint said in shock.
For beings like him, those who achieve great things by not sticking to trivial matters are the true policy of dealing with things. It is really difficult to understand Wu Ming's behavior, and he scorns it.
"Qixian, you think too highly of yourself and underestimate me!"
Wu Ming didn't even raise his head.
"What are you talking to this guy about? Now that he's been exposed, there's nothing to hide. Kill him!"
The pseudo-saint of the Vampire Tribe, who was originally seriously injured, had swallowed some treasure. However, he stabilized his injuries in a short period of time, gave a sharp shout, and led the crowd to rush over.
At the same time, the surrounding light and shadow flickered, and various evil energy fluctuations fluctuated violently. There were no less than five powerful and unparalleled auras, and accompanied by layers of forbidden brilliance, the surrounding area was firmly sealed.
"Jiejie, although this kid is very strong, he doesn't have the origin of the Holy Path and dares to use the Holy Artifact forcibly. He won't be able to hold on for long now!"
"Quickly fight to avoid being taken advantage of. This guy's head is very valuable!"
"We six false saints join forces, even if we die, we will be proud enough!"
Five demon pseudo-sages with different appearances and unparalleled ferociousness each occupied a position. Together with the blood pseudo-sages who rushed over, they formed a six-pointed star array, covering Wu Ming.
What's even more frightening is that in this void, there are three powerful auras of enhanced items looming, making the auras of the six false saints more than a little stronger out of thin air, and they have the power of the holy realm.
"Wait, I'll go out first!"
The Evil Shadow Saint was startled, and his two fleshy bodies actually squirmed and jumped out of the formation.
"Hmph, even if you lose this holy thought split soul, it won't be a big deal, but you can't let the magic circle have a flaw and escape this kid. Can you afford it?"
A demonic pseudo-sage snorted disdainfully, waved his hand and shouted sternly, "Do it!"
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, waves of powerful energy surged out, like turbulent waves, churning endlessly in the area of 10,000 feet, with the power of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.
"A bunch of idiots who don't know what to call!"
Wu Ming coolly exposed himself, flipped his wrist, and the Cong Yun Sword flashed with boundless sword light. A misty cloud image that was ten times more powerful than before suddenly appeared, accompanied by the majestic dragon's roar.
When this sword intent, which was both ethereal as a cloud, mighty as a dragon, and sharp as a sword, appeared, the formation formed by the six pseudo-sages borrowing the holy treasures of the demon clan started to rumble and tremble.
"How could..."
With a horrified exclamation, before the six false saints could react, the terrifying power in the formation actually rolled back and washed out wantonly along with the unparalleled sword intent.
Tsk!
The misty sword intent of the clouds everywhere followed the fluctuations of the formation and poured directly into it, wrapping up the six pseudo-sage strongmen, and even the dragon's mighty edge directly attacked the six demon souls.
"Ahh..."
Even at the last moment, the three demonic holy treasures in the core of the array released extremely powerful power, but they were not completely protected. They endured the pain of being cut into pieces by thousands of swords, and they roared back with an explosion. .
With one strike of the sword, this demon formation, which once had a terrible reputation among the demon clan, was destroyed.
"You...you can't be half..."
The Evil Shadow Saint was already in the midst of a large formation attack, and was struck by the sword's will. Before he could even finish a sentence, he was wiped out in ashes.
Of course, it’s just a split soul!
"Walk!"
"Send the message!"
"This guy has the strength of a holy realm!"
At the moment when the formation was broken and their lives were threatened, the six demonic pseudo-saints no longer cared about their dignity, roaring and fleeing in all directions.
At this moment, I no longer thought about using Wu Ming's head in exchange for the benefits promised by the top management of Demon Star Tianyuan. I only regretted that my parents had lost two legs.
Unfortunately, when they misjudged Wu Ming's strength and appeared in front of him, everything was doomed!
"Have you left?"
Wu Ming's face was calm, and he didn't even raise his eyelids. He waved the sword in his hand casually, and invisible sword lights disappeared into nothingness for a moment. When he reappeared, he was already behind the six demons' false saints, and went straight to their fatal points.
But at this moment, the mutation occurred again.
The woman in her arms woke up at some point, and in her hand appeared a bloody dagger that was exactly the same as the one used by the Evil Shadow Saint to sneak attack Wu Ming, and stabbed Wu Ming in the heart. (To be continued)