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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters slaughter

"I'm only asking once. If there are parents and elders above who need support, and there are children and caregivers below, you can leave!"

Wu Ming glanced at the foreign youth with a cold look, and then looked around at everyone. Unfortunately, no one left, and even crossed his arms and sneered, mocking him endlessly.

"Ignorant bastard, I'm right here. I have the guts for you..."

The foreign youth sneered disdainfully, but suddenly his eyes blurred. He looked at the multiple ghosts of Wu Ming in astonishment, his eyes widened, and he even shook his head.

"careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the seven strange Wu Mings in the open space swayed for a moment, suddenly twisted and scattered, and they were all afterimages, causing many of them to change their expressions slightly, with a look of caution in their eyes.

But that's all. These powerful foreigners gathered here, and the weakest one was the Great Demon King of the Third Realm. If the Great Demon King of more than half the peak level couldn't deal with even one of the same level of the Second Realm, it would be better to go back to the drawing board and rebuild.

Unfortunately, when enlightenment really comes, it is already too late.

Click!

The foreign youth thought that he would not be in any danger when surrounded by so many people, so he just put on a defensive posture full of flaws. When there was a cracking sound in his ears and his eyes strangely glanced behind him, he only

Hearing waves of vague frightened and angry shouts coming from all around, his vision went dark and there was no more sound.

"You...you dare to kill me?"

"Bastard, do you know who he is? You're dead!"

"Kneel down now and beg for mercy. Maybe we can spare your life!"

No one expected that his companion, who was not weak in cultivation, could survive a confrontation, and in front of everyone, his neck was broken, his heart core was shattered, and he could not die anymore.

puff!

In response to them, a golden whirlwind rose from the ground, a sharp sword flashed, and two ferocious heads rolled far away in the bloody light. All the foreign youths changed their colors in horror.

At this moment, I was finally sure that the person in front of me was not the soft persimmon I had seen before, but a real iron-blooded warrior!

"Kill him!"

"There are so many of us, even one spittle can drown him!"

"Hmph, human slaves should have the consciousness of being human slaves, go to hell!"

Hundreds of strong aliens, regardless of all estimates, most of them directly transformed into their true bodies. Their huge bodies occupied the stone platform of ten thousand feet, which actually seemed a bit crowded.

"call……"

Wu Ming took a breath slowly, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and his cold eyes made people's hearts palpitate. He moved his feet slightly, and used the Dragon Step to the extreme, leaving countless afterimages on the spot, wandering around the field like a dragon.

With every flash, he opened his bow from left to right, and his hands were like magical weapons, easily tearing apart the bodies of these foreign warriors who were known for their physical bodies, leaving behind a series of shrill wails.

In just half a cup of tea, no less than a dozen strong men had their heads disfigured, and what was even more horrifying was that most of them were killed with one blow!

On the other hand, Wu Ming, although there were many opponents and his cultivation was not weak, not many attacks actually landed on him. Even if they hit him, with the Buddha's clothes covering his body, only a handful of people at the same level could hurt him.

number.

Although the crowd was powerful, they were disorganized and could not form an effective siege at all. The previous knocking of Wu Ming to the ground was just a sneak attack before he could get used to it when he first arrived at Shitai.

It is a pity that these powerful foreigners relied on their large numbers and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Instead, they wanted to humiliate Wu Ming, which resulted in the current situation.

"Human slave, you dare to slaughter so many elite forces in the Xianbei Mountains, don't even think about leaving alive!"

"It's too late to stop before it causes a big mistake, otherwise no one can save you!"

"Damn two-legged sheep, bullying others too much..."

The screams turned into threats. If the threats failed, they started to talk about their identities. If their identities were not enough, they turned into cries and curses. Finally, some people could no longer hold on, turned around and ran towards the corner, towards the stone steps hidden in the mist. .

With the first, there was the second. Almost as soon as someone escaped, the siege collapsed.

Perhaps these powerful foreigners with extraordinary talents have never thought that there are people at the same level who kill them like dogs, and their cultivation is more than a step lower.

It never occurred to me that the opponent was a human race that was always known for its weak body.

"What a pity!"

Wu Ming glanced at the corpses that filled the entire stone platform and chased after them.

There are so many foreign corpses with rich blood, which is even more powerful than the ordinary grand masters of the human race. It is a great supplement for the loach, but even the Najie cannot be opened here, and no treasures can be used, let alone the living creature of the loach. Got it!

With almost no rest, and even a battle that was not considered a big battle, Wu Ming stepped onto the second turn of stone steps. His senses were as before, and his energy and spirit were completely suppressed by an invisible force.

Fortunately, I had learned from the past, and when I took the first step this time, I was not as embarrassed as before. It was only as my shoulders sank and my legs still trembled that I took another step.

"die!"

After chasing for more than ten steps, Wu Ming got used to the strong gravity of the second turn. Wu Ming crossed the stone steps and caught up with the nearest alien, mercilessly slapping him in the back.

"Pfft, you..."

The opponent's heart core exploded, and before he could finish his words, he vomited blood and died. The person above him was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, and he only regretted that his parents had lost two legs.

It is a pity that the more you are afraid of panic, the less you can concentrate, which makes the balance that is already difficult to maintain under heavy pressure become chaotic. Not only does the speed drop sharply, but it consumes even more energy.

"The cost of doing it on the stone steps is dozens of times more than the previous rush. No wonder no one does it here!"

Wu Ming was surprised to find that the strength in his body had weakened sharply. Overall, it was nothing, but if he continued to kill people, the consumption would definitely be countless times that of when he was rushing around the first turn.

"Forget it, this trip is mainly about sharpening oneself. These guys are not even qualified to be a grindstone. They have to catch up as soon as possible. I hope there are a few guys who can take advantage of it!"

Wu Ming smiled evilly, connected his feet, and suddenly flew up, killing several powerful aliens nearby.

When the rest of the people saw this, their souls suddenly emerged and they climbed up desperately. Unfortunately, the speed of rushing in panic was not as fast as Wu Ming's killing.

Perhaps, this is the reason why they were so desperate that they chose a dead end!

"Why, there is no grievance or grudge, but we just want to stop you..."

When the last strong foreigner had not stepped onto the second turn, he fell on the stone steps covered in blood. Looking at Wu Ming, who was walking like a demon with an unwavering look in his eyes, he couldn't believe it. There are such crazy people.

The hundreds of great demon kings may be just the lowest among the elites cultivated by various ministries within the Great Xianbei Mountains, but they have also taken a lot of effort to cultivate, and most of them have quite extraordinary origins.

But in such a short period of time, they were all slaughtered. Unless they experienced it personally, no one would believe it.

"hehe!"

Wu Ming coolly exposed himself, then casually pointed his finger at his forehead, and the blood hole flashed. He weakly pulled out the body a few times, and then there was no sound again.

He slowly turned around and looked at the road he had come from, which was already covered by clouds and mist. Except for a dozen feet away and at his feet, he could no longer see the other corpses, but he could imagine the purgatory-like situation along the way.

It is foreseeable that when the powerful people from all races outside know that the elite disciples brought by their families are being slaughtered here like dogs, they will be furious.

"For you, it may be just a whim, or an insignificant action to please the Danshan clan, but for me, taking a step back is a life and death decision, so... you have no choice but to die!"

In the faint murmur, Wu Ming coldly stepped over the dead body and walked straight to the heights.

What everyone didn't know was that Wu Ming was an exception among the various races who could only rest on the eighteen-bend platform. Even after such a killing and with more than half of his energy consumed, he could actually climb at a high speed while maintaining a high climbing speed.

It is recovering in an orderly manner.

"The Infinite Dharma has no defects or leaks. It cannot even trap the secret realms of such holy places. It is worthy of the legendary power!"

Wu Ming felt the numbness inside his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

So good, don’t delay the second killing feast!

It seemed that Beijin let out a sigh of relief, played tricks on the barbarians, and even disgusted the barbarians, but in fact, he was full of petty ambitions. The breath that Wu Ming was holding in his heart was only half released.

No one can bear this feeling of being neither up nor down.

Unexpectedly, after returning, he was suppressed by Zhu Sheng's way of respect and humiliation. Even if he woke up at the last moment, he still knew that if it weren't for the heavy shadow of his previous life and his rebellious psychology, he would probably sink into his holy way and be unable to extricate himself.

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Even if Shan Lao takes action in the end, if it leaves psychological trauma or even flaws, it will be a fatal blow to his martial arts.

He was holding back his breath for a while, but this incident became an inducement. As a result, the murderous force that had been accumulated for a long time exploded all at once. The strong men of all ethnic groups in the Xianbei Mountains bumped into the muzzle of the gun, and they were naturally killed.

As for the consequences of this matter, as Wu Ming said, even if there is a huge flood afterwards!

Therefore, when they stepped onto the second curved stone platform, more than a hundred strong foreigners were slightly stunned and then launched an attack.

Even though they were puzzled as to why the person who came up was not a familiar companion, and Wu Ming didn't seem to have consumed much, for them, it was enough to complete the orders of their elders.

But after the last experience, Wu Ming naturally no longer evaded in embarrassment, easily dodged all attacks, and took the opportunity to start killing.

Maybe the other party really just wanted to prevent him from climbing to the top, but for Wu Ming, it was really a matter of life and death. When the strong aliens came to their senses, more than a dozen of his companions were already dead.

They originally wanted to rely on the large number of people to surround and kill Wu Ming, but when nearly half of the casualties were killed and some people couldn't bear to run away, they finally understood that those companions were not coming too late, but they would never come again!

The same pursuit, the same rush to rest, the same corpses everywhere, the same stern questioning, all they got was ruthless killing!

This is indeed a road to hone yourself!

When Wu Ming, covered in blood, stepped onto the stone steps again, his mentality inexplicably calmed down a bit, and the original discomfort completely dissipated.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest!

Either you die or I die!

For anyone, this multiple-choice question is very simple. A poor Taoist is worse than a dead Taoist friend! (To be continued)


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