Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy Sixth One Year Old One Withers!
The behavior of the gray shadow is quite strange, and it appears quite suddenly, with almost no warning, and it goes straight towards Xue Nianchu, obviously its goal is extremely clear.
He came here for Xu Nianchu!
Xia Mang's face suddenly turned cold. He made a lightning fist seal and struck out horizontally. A silvery-white dragon shadow was vaguely wrapped around the top of his fist, and there was a faint roar and roar of the dragon. Its power was terrifying.
He was unprepared for this punch and struck out almost instinctively!
The fist is like a dragon, covering the sky with dragon!
"Buzz!"
Xia Mang's momentum was so strong that the gray shadow did not dare to be careless. He stood tall and pushed out a palm with his backhand, and a gray-white force wrapped around him to meet Xia Mang's terrifying fist.
"Bang!"
The two of them clashed with lightning, and Xia Mang's fist was like a dragon, as powerful as a broken bamboo, directly crushing the gray-white force and sending it flying.
The gray shadow staggered and shot back.
Obviously, Gray Shadow was defeated by Xia Mang and was forced to retreat with a punch.
"The power of dead wood?"
Xia Mang glanced at the slightly pale fist, squinted at the gray shadow, and said coldly: "Who are you, and why did you take action?"
The gray shadow revealed his true form. He was a young man with gray hair. His pupils were pale, strange and scary.
"Ku Ming." Gray Shadow stood up, coughed up blood, and said, "I'm here for the Wutong Bones."
"Wu Tong Bone?"
Xia Mang's eyes narrowed, "What you just used was the power of dead wood?"
Although the gray-white force before was a little weaker, it could erode and weaken his strength, as if it made his fist spirit "wither", which felt really weird.
Xia Mang has experienced so much and has seen the world, so he has naturally heard the legend about the power of dead wood.
"One year old and one withered glory!"
The gray-haired young man Ku Ming looked pale but very arrogant. He looked down at Xia Mang and sneered: "Since you know the power of dead wood, you should know where I come from!"
"I'm here for the Wutong Bone!" He was very domineering and directly stated his intention and asked for the Wutong Bone.
Xia Mang raised his eyebrows.
Nalan Que and Xue Tengkong were shocked. Previously, they thought Xia Mangxuan had a arrogant and surly personality, but now things have changed. A mysterious guy suddenly appeared and yelled at Xia Mang.
"One year old, one year old and one prosperous..."
Xue Lingyun's beautiful eyes flashed and she said to herself: "The power of dead wood, the power of withering, the glory of withered wood every year... Could it be that he came from that place?"
As far as she knew, only the cultivators in that place could control the power of glory.
"Where?" Nalanque asked.
Xue Tengkong was also quite curious and looked at Xue Lingyun.
Xue Lingjun said: "Kurong Dao!"
"Kurong Dao?" The two of them looked at each other, a little confused. Apparently, they had never heard of the term "Kurong Dao".
"That is an extremely ancient tradition."
Xue Lingjun explained, "One of the legendary six-wheeled Taoism, but it has been hidden from the world for a long time, far away from the eternal silence of the wilderness, and has long since disappeared from the world. For some reason, a descendant suddenly walked around and found Xia Mang...
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"Six-wheel Taoism?" Nalanque's body shook violently and he lost his voice: "Is it the legendary Six-Path Reincarnation Taoism?"
Xue Lingjun nodded slightly.
"You actually know my name, Ku Rong Dao, which is quite insightful."
Ku Ming glanced at the three of them, then looked at Xia Mang, and shouted coldly: "If you are wise, hand over the Wutong bone!"
Obviously, this Ku Ming regards Ku Rong Dao as his glory and believes that as soon as Ku Rong Dao comes out, Xia Mang will not dare to resist more and will respectfully hand over the Wutong bone.
"Are you also from the Eternal Wasteland?"
Xia Mang stared at Ku Ming for a moment and suddenly asked, as far as he knew, this "Ku Rong Dao" was hidden in the wilderness of Eternal Desert, rather than the frontier fortress of Canglan Land, but now this person appeared in There is only one explanation for the Southern Territory. He also came from eternal silence and abandoned his land.
"Is it through Jishi Palace, or some other way?" Xia Mang thought, if it is the latter, it means that the Yongji Abandoned Land has been connected with this land of Canglan.
That means so much!
He stared closely at Ku Ming, hoping to prove something.
Xue Lingjun also realized something. She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and stared at Ku Ming, her eyes extremely sharp.
"What is Eternal Silence? I don't understand." Ku Ming denied, but the shock in his eyes for a moment could not be concealed.
Xia Mang and Xue Lingjun looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then asked: "Where did you learn that the Wutong bone is on my body, and that Mu Chu asked you to take action?"
He went to the life-and-death contest and won the Wutong bone from Mu Chu. Then someone raided and snatched it away. This incident was really evil, and naturally, he thought of Mu Chu.
"Who does Mu Chu deserve to ask me to take action?"
Ku Ming smiled disdainfully, then gritted his teeth and said: "In Naqi Phoenix Valley, the Wutong bones were mine, but Mu Chu came out of the air and attacked me, and the Wutong bones were taken away..."
He paused and then said: "I just didn't expect that he is also a waste, and he actually lost to you. He even lost the Wutong Bone..."
Xia Mang suddenly realized that this withered cry must have brought Mu Chu to Nanzhao Mansion, hoping for an opportunity to take back the Wutong bone, but he did not have the right time, so he could only watch helplessly as he took away the Wutong bone.
He was a little distracted just now, and when he was relaxed, he thought he had found the opportunity, so he took action decisively.
"Give me the sycamore bone!" Ku Ming stared at Xia Mang with gray-white eyes, sharp and cold.
"You leave now, I won't kill you." Xia Mang said calmly.
"You want to kill me?" Ku Ming was stunned, then laughed angrily, "Aren't you afraid of my Ku Rong Dao?"
"Aren't you afraid of me, Xia Mang?" Xia Mang asked, he smiled and said: "I don't care who you are or where you come from, as long as you are sure that you are here for the Wutong Bone, that's enough."
"Leave, live, stay, die!"
Xia Mang looked calm and calm, but several people could hear his murderous intention, and he was naked and unabashed.
Ku Ming was horrified, but after all, he was born in Ku Rong Dao, and he was arrogant and conceited. It would be too embarrassing if he was forced to leave by Xia Mang. If word spread in the future, he would definitely be ridiculed by others, and even It will bring shame to the entire Ku Rong Dao.
Besides, he hasn't taken back the Wutong Bone yet, how can he leave easily?
"Crazy guy!"
Ku Ming snorted coldly. He stopped talking nonsense and rushed directly towards Xia Mang. He swung out his hands in succession, and the power of the dead wood surged out, like a huge wave, sweeping over Xia Mang.
"Chi!"
Xia Mang clenched his hand into a fist, and the silver light on the fist was blazing. It seemed like there was a silver dragon coiled around it. He opened his huge mouth and swallowed the power of the dead wood.
"How is it possible? What kind of power is this?"
The color of Wither Ming changes. The power of Wither that he has cultivated contains the power of desolation. It can directly deprive and absorb the opponent's power. It is strange and terrifying. However, Xia Mang punches like a dragon and can swallow the power of Wither. This is too weird. Simply unbelievable.
"Dragon Tribulation Fist!"
Xia Mang's eyes were sharp. He jumped up and shattered the power of Ku Ming with one punch. The punch was as powerful as a heavenly dragon. He cut the void directly and attacked Ku Ming across the board!
At the same time, he moved his left hand to use the "Chaos Demon Tribulation Sword", and his killing energy burst out, striking the opponent directly.
"not good!"
Ku Ming's expression changed drastically, and he moved his hands rapidly, hastily exerting Ku's power, intending to use this to stop Xia Mang!
But Xia Mang's fist was so terrifying. It was like a meteor falling from the sky, and its momentum was like a rainbow. It directly blasted the withering force into powder. At the same time, the Luanmo Tribulation Sword was so powerful and flying that it seemed to be able to cut everything into pieces. It was extremely terrifying.
"How dare you?!"
Roaring, horrified, and screaming.
Xia Mang's expression was indifferent, his anger became even stronger in his palms, his murderous aura was overwhelming, like a demon's roar, it directly penetrated his withering chest!