Chapter 371 The edge of anger
Qi Feifan and others also found a Holy Realm master to be their opponents, and the battle broke out immediately.
"Arrogant!"
"Clang!" Wuming shouted coldly, silently, and the iron sword in his hand roared. This was just an ordinary iron sword. I don't know where Wuming got it, but it had great power in Wuming's hands.
The sword energy soared into the sky, emitting dazzling lights, shattering all the clouds.
A sword stabbed out, tearing the sky apart, and the sound of a slam was endless. An ordinary iron sword was like an immortal sword at this moment, with infinite power. As the saying goes, every grass and every tree can be used as a sword. Wuming has finally been considered a magical path.
"Boom!" The young man in blood sneered, and the spear in his hand was empty in the air, and then a large area of void broke out, extremely terrifying. His whole body was covered with blood light, as if a blood garment was transmitted.
"Boom!" Wuming's sword and the young master's spear suddenly collided with each other, the sky shattered, the universe turned back, and chaos seemed to leak out from the fragments.
Both of them had superb combat power, as if two big stars suddenly collided together, Mars hit the earth, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke.
The young master in blood discovered in horror that his arms were numb and completely suppressed by Wuming. This was something he had never known before. He had been practicing the Flying Star Sect's martial arts. He had been tempting his body day and night, and had supreme martial arts assistance. Although it was rarely revealed, his physical body was indeed very strong. Later, he obtained the martial arts technique like "The Blood Emperor of the Underworld", and his physical body was further improved. Few people could compete with him, let alone being suppressed.
"The two of them are not even in line with each other. This is really a match for the chess and will meet a good talent!" Someone asked among the warriors watching the battle from a distance.
Compared to them, they were already more confident in the Blood-clothed Young Master. After all, although Wuming is strong, the people who defeated and killed are all semi-saints. After all, there are no strong people in the Saint Realm, but the Blood-clothed Young Master tore off the Holy Realm Ancestor of the Dayue Kingdom in front of them.
But I didn't expect that the fight would be evenly matched.
"Brush!" The two of them staggered their figures, standing on the top of a mountain, confronting each other from a distance, with an unsightly sensible power on their bodies.
"Very good, very good, you are very strong, but this is also good. If you absorb the essence and blood on your body, you can make me go further and become the king!" After being surprised, the young master in blood was not afraid, but on the contrary, he became even more arrogant.
Wuming's eyes were chilling, and there was an unimaginable coldness rolling in it. The young man in blood made him disgusted: "The evil way is not enough to be afraid!"
"Hmph, a crooked way. What do you know? I am the strongest, I am the most talented and qualified to inherit the throne. As long as I can achieve the goal of this young master, what are the methods? As long as I can practice the Blood Emperor of the Underworld, what if I am a person from the Tu Guang Realm!" The young man in blood showed a cruel smile on his face. For him, slaughtering may not be any difference in difficulty even trampling on a bunch of ants.
"Shao Moji, you are just a coward. You have lost your confidence!" Wuming shook his head, saying with some disdain and pitifulness.
"You are looking for death!" Wuming's words seemed to hurt a string in the heart of the young master in blood, and immediately made the cruel murderous intent in his eyes boil.
"boom!"
The spear was on the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain collapsed, the air boiled violently, and gradually became dyed red. Widths of blood-colored pressure swept across the sky, and wherever it passed, the space shattered and was crushed into pieces.
Wuming held the long sword tightly and stood horizontally in the void. Compared to the terrifying power of the young master in blood, Wuming was as ordinary as his sword. He just stabbed straight out with one sword, and even one sword broke all the tricks. Any terrible attack was defeated under his ordinary iron sword.
"Dang!" With a huge sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword tip and the spear tip collided in an instant. The two of them were fighting on the earth like two powerful gods. The terrifying power pushed both of them back a few steps, and the space was shattered under their feet, making a rumbling sound.
The murderous aura was overwhelming. The two of them made great gestures, but their movements were even more shockingly fast. In just a moment, they had already fought each other hundreds of moves, and their movements were as fast as lightning, piercing the air.
The aftermath of the two fighting directly pushed countless hills. For this space, the fight between these two people was a huge disaster. If you were not careful, it might be the end of the entire space being broken.
Everyone was shocked, especially the younger generation of warriors, who could actually see this level of battle. Compared with them, they were really ordinary. Such combat power was enough to be honored in the early stage of the Holy Realm. Compared with these two, they seemed too ordinary.
"Zheng!"
In just a short time, the two sides had fought more than a hundred moves. Wuming had almost no too gorgeous moves in each move. He just stabbed straight out with a sword, but he always had to rescue the young master in the blood, making it impossible for him to launch a large-scale attack on Wuming.
What shocked the young master in blood was that he found that he had been suppressed, and his arms were a little numb, and it was not the kind of numbness that could be eliminated with true energy in an instant.
"Clang!" A metal tremolo sound came from the sky, and the air rushed to the sky. Wuming did not give the young master a chance to breathe. Another heavy sword was crushing towards the young master aged.
Wuming is taking the path of opening and closing, basically going straight forward and straight forward, crushing and killing directly, and there is nothing fancy at all.
When the sword reached Wuming's hand, there was no sword move at all. It was just a basic sword move, but in Wuming's hand, it had great power and swept towards Chitian like a destruction.
"Damn!" The young master in blood had to meet him. At this time, he could not show any weakness.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Both sides were straightforward, without any fancy or gorgeousness, and only had a naked collision. No one had any other way in front of such a force.
The young master in Blood-clothing fought against Wuming in such a way, and Wuming was forced to do so by Wuming. Wuming's sword was fast and fierce, giving him almost no chance to breathe.
Although each move is very simple, it is impossible to avoid it. Wuming can take one move and never die, but if he takes the Wuming sword, he will be killed.
After fighting so many moves, he could figure it out. Wuming's body was too strong and he didn't know what special physique it was. He even forced him not to fight Wuming's Iron Sword.
Countless warriors watching the battle in the distance were also stunned. Just now, the battle was completely beyond their expectations. Not only was the one who prevailed, but Wuming, but Wuming, but Wuming gradually suppressed the young master in blood.
"What kind of physique does this fisherman have? How could it be so terrible? I saw that the young man in blood didn't even dare to take his move. The spear and his iron sword just moved away. Even so, I saw that his hands were still trembling with shock!"
"That's called a domineering body. It is said to be a very powerful physique. Even the Titan body is no match for it!"
Some people explained that the battle at the Void Academy has gradually become known, and Wuming has gradually become famous all over the world.
Wuming's face remained unchanged, but he was a little anxious, because the young man in blood was too cunning, not as rampant and inhuman as he looked like he was.
After discovering that fighting with him would only suffer losses, it quickly changed to guerrilla tactics. He left as soon as he touched and never fought. His body movement was also extremely fast. Wuming has not opened his demon wings, so he could not increase his speed to the fastest and he could not catch up with him, otherwise he would have killed him with one sword.
"Drink!" Wuming shouted loudly and suddenly took action. The iron sword turned into a real dragon, shattering the void, shaking the world, and the extremely powerful sword energy smashed everything.
The so-called long sword in hand, I have this in the world. Although Wuming is not a sword cultivator, the long sword in hand is no different from ordinary sword cultivators.
"Boom!" The long sword was pressed down horizontally, shattered in all directions, and the world collapsed. The sword was mighty, but it was also extremely fast.
Wuming had already urged the long sword in his hand with all his strength. The essence of the Burial Heaven Sword was exerted to the extreme in his hands. Although it was just an ordinary iron sword, although it was just an ordinary slash, he had indeed integrated the sword intent. If he pressed it horizontally at this time, it would be like destroying the world.
"Puchi!" The speed of this sword was almost as fast as the young man in blood had no time to react, and a sword pulled out a hideous wound on his body.
Blood splattered out, spraying in the air.
Wuming's movements were too fast, and most people couldn't see the movements between the two of them clearly, and only saw blood splattering out, and they didn't know who was injured.
Countless people widened their eyes. Seeing this scene, everyone was almost scared to death. If anything, before the war, almost everyone was more optimistic about the Young Master in Blood. Compared to Wuming, who had just returned from the Void Academy, the Young Master in Blood, who had been here for a long time, seemed to be stronger and more vicious.
Even many people who blindly trust Mr. Bloodclothed in Youth still think that Mr. Bloodclothed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in Youthed in You
But the first one who was injured was not Wuming but the young master in blood, which surprised them very much.
"How is it possible for the young master in blood to be injured!" Countless people were shocked. Seeing this scene, they felt a chill rushing straight into their brains from the beginning. Looking at Wuming's slightly thin figure, they were both respectful and awe-inspiring in their hearts.
"You have completely angered me!" The young man in blood looked at the wound on his body in disbelief and immediately said with an extremely ferocious look.
Chapter completed!