The Zhoutian Star Dou array is like evolving into a small world. Although Chen Weiming is now just a beginner, he still has the ability to use the star domain to separate space. Everyone else is trapped in other star domains, leaving only him and Wuming behind.

Wuming frowned: "Are you ready to accept the wheel battle?"

"I won't let them be idle!" Chen Weiming smiled slightly, and then saw several figures appearing in the star fields, all of which were their clones. He raised his hand and typed characters, and then killed the people inside.

Wuming took a deep breath and slowly stimulated the sword: "You underestimate us too much."

Chen Weiming typed out nine characters, and instantly controlled all the natural power around him, and then smiled coldly: "Then you can show your strength that I won't underestimate."

Then he called out the Wind Wings, stepped on the mysterious light, and directly killed him.

Wuming finally stopped talking, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword waved, and a sword light rose up like a blue cloud, instantly hitting Chen Weiming's eyes.

The swordsman of Tongtian is famous for his attacks. He once held four killing swords, which made the world afraid.

The so-called killing is nothing more than quick, accurate and ruthlessness. This sword swung the word "fast" to the fullest, with the intention of surprise. Unfortunately, Chen Weiming expected the enemy's initiative and easily captured the trajectory of the sword energy. Feng Zhiyi slapped it and dodged with the sword energy. In an instant, he rushed to Wuming's body, raised his hand and slashed it with the wind saw knife.

The swords and swords intersected, holding them tightly, Wuming's eyebrows stood up: "Do you want to give up your best fighting method?"

In his opinion, Chen Weiming is good at formations, mindfulness and various mysterious methods. Like the Qing Lingzi, he is suitable for long-distance combat. Now he is changing to close-fits and fighting, which is undoubtedly a struggle for others' strengths based on his own weaknesses.

Chen Weiming grinned: "This is my best way to fight."

Every time you pass a tribulation, you have to fight with the spirit of Pangu. No matter how powerful Wuming is, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, it is probably more than a little bit worse than the spirit of Pangu.

After a simple verbal confrontation, the two instantly formed a group.

In the Heavenly Palace of the Shrine, Wu Zidao and Bai Tianming watched the battle below tightly, extremely nervous. The Nether Dao waved a new weapon not far away, as if he was comprehending something, and had no intention of looking at the following.

Seeing this in Bai Tianming, he couldn't help but shout: "You really don't care about his life or death. What if something goes wrong?"

"If you go, I will still care!" Ming Dao said lightly: "But it was Chen Weiming who went there, so there was no need for me to worry. You and Wu Zidao are neither worse than me and him, but do you know why the final battle in the earthly world was born between me and him?"

"Why?" Bai Tianming asked in confusion, although he had his own answer in his heart.

Ming Dao raised the long sword in his hand, stretched out a finger and touched it along the blade: "Because we have embarked on different paths of practice since we were young. With the same talent, you and Wu Zidao are learning the way of practice, while Chen Weiming and I are learning the way of murder."

"If you talk about sermons, I may not be able to beat you, but if you talk about killing, neither of you will be our opponent."

"The people below are also called "the pride of heaven, but because they are "the pride of heaven, they have never experienced the brink of life and death. Facing Chen Weiming at the same level, it is like a civilian and a veteran fighting a life and death battle, and the result is too easy to think of."

"If Chen Weiming hadn't felt that killing these people was not good for the alliance, if I had gone, I would have given me a day, and I could have killed no one of them. What can I see in such a sure-win battle?"

Bai Tianming opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know how to refute it. He had only two closest experiences to death, one was facing the evil spirit Taoist, and the other was facing the Nether Sword. Thinking of the other party's indifference to life and death, he was indeed far inferior to him.

On the mountain not far away.

Zhang Hongbo looked ahead, shook his head and sighed slightly.

A woman behind her asked softly: "Young Pavilion Master, are you dissatisfied with such a battle?"

"Yes!" Zhang Hongbo sighed softly: "I underestimated them. Do you know the formation in front of you? The first strange formation in ancient and modern times, when they walked in, they actually lost. Facing this formation, even if I entered, I didn't have a chance of winning! I also wanted to see what they had in the bottom line. Now I'm better, and I'm even more troublesome."

"Even the Zhoutian Star Dou Array can be displayed to me so casually. So what kind of methods does he have to hide?"

The woman hurriedly said, "Do you want me to send someone..."

"No!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Hongbo: "No need. Before we could say it out, we can make any decisions on the rules. But since it has begun, rules are rules. It depends on their basic skills, and there are still opportunities. The ten in Senluo Hell... are wrong, nine generals will be left to us."

While speaking, the battle in the Golden Valley has entered a white heat.

He gasped and even his hands were trembling slightly. Wuming looked at Chen Weiming ahead, feeling extremely shocked. At this moment, he knew that he was wrong. The human race in front of him was not only powerful formations but also unparalleled in thoughts, but also in close combat, which was indescribable.

"ah!"

With a loud roar, four long swords flew out from behind Wuming, and the cold light of the sword swept through all directions. Standing around his body, between the ups and downs, he turned into patterns and formed a formation diagram.

"Zhu Xian Formation Map?"

Someone exclaimed: "Some time ago, someone said that there was a picture of the Zhuxian Sword of the Saint Tongtian in Wuxiang Valley. He thought it was heard from him, but he didn't expect it to be true. Wuming was afraid that he had learned something from that formation map."

The Zhuxian Formation Map... Chen Weiming was also shocked. It is recorded in the Records of the Grand Historian that the Tongtian Saint had used this formation to fight against several other sects, and the last four saints joined forces to defeat him. Even the Taishang Laojun, who was recognized as stronger than him, admitted that he could not beat the Tongtian Saint in the Zhuxian Formation Map.

Four long swords formed the Zhuxian formation map and transformed into infinite sword intent. In an instant, Wuming disappeared from the perception of everyone. It seemed that there was no longer a person standing, but a sword, a heavenly sword connecting the sky and the earth.

But after the opponent's sword intent was activated to the extreme, Chen Weiming breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed an imitation of the Zhuxian Formation Diagram. Unfortunately, the formation was not something the other party could understand at all, and it was much different from the power in the legend.

"There is a sword energy here. After years of heaven and earth, it will be just right to compete with you!"

Chen Weiming let out a long roar and typed a golden word. When he raised his hand, there was infinite golden light. The power of the golden movement in the entire Golden Valley was mobilized and rushed from all directions, turning into a golden sword, which was the same as the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!