"My sword is called Hei Mo. Next I will use it to make a sword. If you can go ahead, I will give you a set of martial arts and this sword. After you practice, you will ascend to the divine realm. Not to mention that you are invincible in the world, it is absolutely fine to become a master of one side." Wuming said.

"What kind of exercises?" Ye Xiong asked.

"The Buddhist rituals from the same place as you."

Ye Xiong's eyes lit up and he asked anxiously: "Do you know where the martial arts on me come from?"

"Don't you know?" Wuming asked.

"I really don't know."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, you will know one day."

The nameless general took out the sword from the wooden box, held it in the palm of his hand, and weighed it.

He seemed to have not seen this magic weapon for a long time, and he stroked it carefully.

"Wu Ming, I have something to ask." Ye Xiong suddenly said.

"you say."

"Have you ever challenged the reincarnation of the God Emperor, Ip Man-tian?"

“Challenged.”

"What's the result?" Ye Xiong asked anxiously.

"He is not the one I want to wait for." Wuming replied with an ambiguous sentence.

"So, I'm the one you're waiting for?"

"Then you have to see if you can block my sword."

After Wuming finished speaking, his body soared into the sky and fell into the sky.

With him as the center, a huge vortex formed, and countless forces rushed towards him.

The people around him looked at each other, not knowing what he was doing.

But everyone can see that his momentum has been rising and stronger.

But why didn't he absorb energy?

Ye Xiong's thoughts moved and his eyes emerged.

Next, he saw a shocked scene.

I saw countless starry lights falling on Wuming's body like sunlight.

He is absorbing the power of stars.

Countless powers of stars entered Wuming's body, causing his momentum to rise sharply.

"Ah Xiong, be careful." Youming shouted from afar.

Although she couldn't see what Wuming was doing, she could feel that Wuming's momentum was getting more and more terrifying.

It was so scary that it made her heart palpitations.

"Since our skills come from the same place and our cultivation level is the same, I can do what you can do."

"In addition to Buddhist martial arts and magical powers, I don't believe it and can't stop your sword."

Ye Xiong's body also soared into the sky, landed in mid-air, and used the seven-transformed ancient divine apes of the real ape, and used the seven-level Brahma Saint skill to move the body of the divine ape.

Once the seventh level of Brahma Saint's Technique is driven, the power of stars is immediately attracted by him in the universe.

In the past, Ye Xiong didn't know how to absorb the power of stars to fight. Wuming just now taught him. Under the snooping of the wise eyes, Wuming's actions could not escape his wise eyes.

He is equivalent to learning and selling.

He found it very useful.

Ye Xiong felt that his aura had reached its peak.

If Taoyuan Fairy was in front of him now, he would even be confident and slapped her to death with one palm.

"I've made a move, be careful." Wuming shouted loudly, and Hei Mo got out of his hand.

With an indescribable momentum, the entire universe was almost penetrated by a sword.

That incomparable momentum moved everyone, ashamed, palpitations, and all kinds of emotions.

When everyone came to think without rushing to think, Hei Mo had already swallowed Ye Xiong.

...

The air of tens of thousands of people was silent in an instant.

No one spoke, and even stopped breathing.

Everyone didn't even dare to penetrate the atmosphere, as if breathing would change the situation of the battle.

No one could see clearly the situation just now.

The fluctuation is too big, so everyone can only wait for the fluctuation to disappear.

After a long time, the fluctuations disappeared.

In the air, a giant ape appeared.

The giant ape was now stabbing a sword in his chest, which was Hei Mo.

The giant ape quickly recovered at the speed seen by the naked eye and turned into Ye Xiong's appearance.

Ye Xiong reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, pulled the sword out of his chest with a puff, looked in front of him, and said, "What a shame, it's just a little bit short."

If the sword just now goes half a centimeter, it will be inserted into his heart.

It was just that he was able to defend himself successfully.

If there is no prick of the heart and only trauma, it means no injury.

Hurry!

Below the field, there was a tide of thunder.

Everyone who cares about Ye Xiong was extremely excited.

No one believed that Ye Xiong could stop him, but Ye Xiong created a miracle.

The undefeated myth of namelessness was broken.

"Wu Ming, you lost." Ye Xiong said lightly.

Wuming stared at him without saying anything, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

Originally, he had lost, so he should have lost, but not only did he not lose, but he showed a look of relief on his face.

"I finally waited for ten thousand years, and I finally waited for it. You did not disappoint me." Wuming suddenly laughed: "I finally found someone who can block my sword with all my strength."

"Why are you waiting for me? What's your purpose?" Ye Xiong asked.

Wuming didn't say anything, took out a soul censor from his body and threw it over.

Ye Xiong stretched out his hand and simply caught his soul.

"There is a set of magic skills here, which is worthy of your Buddhist skills. If you practice hard, we will meet again."

After Wuming finished speaking, a incarnation suddenly appeared above his head, turning into starlight and disappearing from everyone's sight.

Before everyone could see clearly the appearance of the incarnation, he had disappeared.

At the same time, Wuming's body suddenly screamed: "Why am I here? I'm obviously sleeping at home, what's going on?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the nameless body.

Ye Xiong walked over, stretched out his hand and pulled off the mask from Wuming's face, revealing a strange face.

"Lord of Lingyan City, Ling Feng."

"Ling Feng is Wuming, how is this possible?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Everyone around him looked at the Taoist boy beside Wuming. At this moment, no one except him knew the truth.

"Don't you understand yet? My master is not from this world at all." The Taoist boy snorted coldly and said, "He just borrowed a person's body casually. If the body he borrowed this time was not too bad, he might not be able to block a sword."

"So, Wuming is the incarnation of the lower realm." Ye Xiong sighed and finally understood.

The reason why Wuming always covers his face is because he doesn't want people to know that he uses his body.

With his physical body, he could conceal his incarnation identity, so no one discovered it for tens of thousands of years.

However, Ye Xiong dared not like this incarnation of the lower realm.

Even Lu Qingfeng, his incarnation of the lower realm is absolutely impossible, and he has such a despicable combat power.

What happened in the divine world over the past tens of thousands of years, and why so many peerless powerful people have appeared?

Who is Wuming’s true identity?

Why did he pass on the martial arts to himself?

Also, he said that his Brahma Saint’s ritual and his ritual come from the same world. Where is this world?

Ye Xiong was very curious. He felt that the current divine realm was no longer the divine realm where Ye Wentian was still in his mind.

Just like before, he never believed in the incarnation of the lower realm, and could defeat himself in the same realm.

But today, his perception has been subverted.

The people around me sighed. After knowing the truth, many people felt mixed feelings.

Wuming's true face was lifted up, but it made people not happy.

It turns out that this so-called myth is not a person from this world at all.

In the future, there will be no more myth of namelessness.

Of course, the second myth appeared, and he was Ye Xiong.
Chapter completed!