At this time, several figures rushed over from the sky. They were the disciples of Xuanyuan Palace. Seeing that Wuming had just passed the disaster and the wounds on his body could be described as terrible. He rushed over no longer hesitated. If Wuming recovered, they would have to pay a certain price to kill him.

As for the fact that Feng can't kill Wuming? What a joke, how is that possible!

Fang Chen sneered and flew over, looking at Wuming coldly, with a little regret in his eyes, but it was the kind of condescending and lofty pity.

"Who are you?" Wuming pretended not to know, but kept using Tianhuang Regeneration Technique to recover the injuries on his body for one breath. Wuming's strength would be restored to a level of more. It would not take long for Wuming to recover to his complete state. As for those deep bone- visible injuries, some skin trauma were not in trouble at all, and there was nothing except pain.

Therefore, Wuming has not recovered, making them think that they had just passed the catastrophe and were at the weakest time, so they could find an opportunity to catch them all in one go, otherwise the other party would have a master of the ninth level of legend after all.

For Wuming, the real Ninth Level of Legend is not worth worrying about. If he is only the Ninth Level of Legend, then it means that his potential is insufficient for him. However, if he can practice all the way to the half-step Ninth Level of Legend, then his strength and potential are first-class, and there will be a terrible existence that hopes to cultivate to the Great Saint Realm in the future. How can such a person not have any unique skills?

"Hehe, boy, we are disciples of Xuanyuan Palace. Let me tell you, you will die with your eyes open after you die!" A master of the seventh level of legend said with a sneer. The others had no intention of stopping them. In their opinion, Wuming was already dead. So what if he told him, can he spread it?

Wuming sneered. He only took such a few breaths. They might not have thought that Wuming could recover to his strength in just such a short time. If he knew, he would probably regret it.

"No, he is delaying the time, do everything!" Fang Chen's face suddenly changed at this time, and he shouted. He clearly noticed that as he spoke, Wuming's breathing became more and more stable, and obviously recovered a lot.

Nowadays, no one or two healing techniques are used, but the quality is different. Originally, in his opinion, the fishermen's injuries were probably the fastest, and the most advanced healing technique would have to be treated for more than an hour. But what he didn't expect was that Wuming would actually have magical skills like the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique.

But this did not prevent him from making a judgment. Wuming must be delaying time. Originally, he only thought that even Wuming was delaying time, so he could not save Wuming himself if he delayed it for a few minutes.

"Have you just reacted now? It's too late!" Wuming shouted loudly, and the terrifying aura was released in an instant, and the air was filled with a sharp domineering aura.

The trauma that Wuming used to disguise was also recovered in just a few breaths.

"You disciples from Xuanyuan Palace are so brave that they dare to close the contacts outside and then want to capture all the disciples of our Void Academy with great ambitions!" Wuming said with a sneer.

"How do you know?" Fang Chen looked at Wuming in shock. He remembered it very clearly. He had never said this when he said it just now, and it was absolutely impossible to mention this matter in front of outsiders.

Of course, the more secret you need to do this kind of thing, the better. Once you are known by the Void Academy, the consequences will be simply unimaginable.

Suddenly, Fang Chen looked at Wuming with murderous intent in his eyes. He could not let Wuming escape, Wuming must die.

"How do you know... there is no airtight wall. No one of you can go this time. There are four and a half-step legendary ninth level among more than a hundred people, and one and a half-step legendary great perfection. If all of them are dead, your palace master will also feel heartbroken!" Wuming said coldly.

It is very simple to cultivate to the Ninth Level of Legend, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the Ninth Level of Legend. Just like there are a total of millions of people in the Void Academy, and in the end, there will definitely be no more than fifty people who can cultivate to the Ninth Level of Legend, and there will be no more than ten people who can cultivate to the Ninth Level of Legend, and there will be no more than ten people who can cultivate to the Ninth Level of Legend, all the way to the Great Perfection of Legend, and they are geniuses among geniuses. Each one is a core disciple of major forces. Each has his own file and belongs to the key points of being protected.

Any death may really shock the major forces.

"You know so clearly, then you deserve to die even more, and you will never let you leave!" Fang Chen said coldly. At this point, he was not anxious. Anyway, Wuming will definitely die. "If you want to kill me, just you?" Wuming sneered and moved in an instant, pulling out a golden afterimage in the void, and instantly rushed to the front of a half-step legendary seventh master.

"Looking for death!" Although the master of the half-step legendary seventh level was a little surprised by Wuming's speed, he was calm and then lightning flashed out in an instant, which was another extremely advanced magical power.

Being struck by lightning is like being struck by lightning from the heavenly tribulation. But it’s a pity that they didn’t come earlier, otherwise they would see Wuming completely viewing the thunder tribulation in the lightning. The thunder tribulation is completely stressless for Wuming.

Wuming sneered, stretched out his big hand, and the golden divine pattern appeared on his body. He grabbed all the lightning in his hand and slammed it out. These lightning could not hurt Wuming at all.

The golden big hand instantly turned into a dragon's claw and slapped it out.

"Touch!" The master of the half-step legendary seventh level was hit by Wuming without having time to dodge, and instantly turned into wisps of blood mist.

"How is that possible!"

"Impossible!"

The disciples of Xuanyuan Palace were simply unbelievable. A master of the seventh level of legend was actually slapped to death by Wuming's palm, and he had no power to fight back at all. This was completely different from what they originally thought. In their opinion, this killing Wuming was just a simple task and was nothing at all, but he did not expect "seeking death!" Fang Chen was furious. Wuming killed someone under his nose, which was equivalent to a naked slap in the face.

Fang Chen took action again, and an astonishing divine light swept out, sweeping towards Wuming, collapsed half of the void and swept out.

But Wuming sneered, held the Nether Dao Soul-Devouring Sword, and made an instant move. The crazy true energy rushed to the Nether Dao Soul-Devouring Sword, but the long sword burst out with a brilliant light like a star.

It was like thousands of stars exploded in front of Fang Chen, and Fang Chen had no time to react. His divine light was instantly torn apart by Wuming, and the sword light swept across and swept out in an instant.

"Bang!" In just a moment, the true energy that was protecting the body in front of Fang Chen was broken by the Netherdao Soul-Devouring Sword in Wuming's hand.

"Puff!" Fang Chen suddenly spit out blood, and the divine armor on his body was then slashed open by Wuming. A bloody wound splattered out of his chest, which was very terrifying.

Fang Chen looked at Wuming in disbelief, not expecting that Wuming would have such powerful strength. Judging from Wuming's aura, he was clearly only at the sixth level of the legend. Therefore, they were so confident that they could kill Wuming, and any of them could kill Wuming.

But I didn't expect that things were not what they thought, and Wuming's strength was far beyond their imagination.

Fortunately, he quickly retreated at a critical moment, so he barely avoided Wuming's attack, otherwise he might have been killed on the spot by Wuming.

"Today, you disciples from Xuanyuan Palace will all die!" Wuming looked at Fang Chen and the other two coldly and said. "Not only you, but also your fellow disciples, will all die!"

"Go ahead, kill him for me, I want him to die!" Fang Chen shouted quickly.

The remaining three disciples of Xuanyuan Palace rushed towards Wuming without any hesitation. They could see that Wuming's strength was very powerful, and it could even be said to be terrifying, like a human-shaped monster.

They are afraid they are not Wuming's opponents when they fight alone, and they may have a chance to join forces.

But Wuming could not let the other party succeed? He ignored these attacks and continued to chase Fang Chen and chased him. With a sneer, the Netherdao Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand burst out with a terrifying light and swept out.

"Bang!" A terrifying light burst out from the knife, which had already hit Fang Chen's nose.

Fang Chen looked at the Netherdao Soul-Devouring Sword that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly became a little crazy and shouted: "I am a genius. How can I die here if I have to attain the Great Saint Realm in the future? I am unwilling to accept it, I am unwilling to accept it!"

Before he could finish his words, the nameless soul-devouring sword of the Ming Dao had already slashed at him.

"Puchi!" Fang Chen's defense was instantly defeated by Wuming, and he was killed by Wuming, without any power to fight back.

"Go away, we are going to report to Senior Brother Fan. Someone is not good for us!" The remaining three disciples of Xuanyuan Palace finally understood that Wuming in front of him was simply a terrifying killing star. He was like a god of killing reincarnation from ancient times, and immediately dispersed, trying not to let Wuming catch all in one place.

But Wuming could not make them happy. In an instant, his golden hands grabbed them into the distance, and became bigger and bigger in the sky, like a huge golden cloud, and they were born from the sky and suppressed the three warriors.
Chapter completed!