Huo Yuntian and the other three were filled with shame and anger. Three of them couldn't do anything to one of them? Their whole bodies boiled with raging flames, and they jointly expressed their power: "The power of the God of Fire!!"
The fierce flames shook the heaven and the earth, burned the black energy, cracked the earth, and caused a great riot, which was deafening. A peak state, two Ninth Level Heavens, jointly release their massive spiritual power, and under exquisite and powerful control, they gather into a huge palm, as if the gods are angry and want to tear apart the people and shatter the rivers and mountains.
"boom!!"
The flaming palm slammed down, the high temperature distorted the space, and the power crushed the earth. It collided with the black sword and made a clanging sound.
The black sword was pushed back hundreds of meters. If Yan Wanming hadn't improved his cultivation, surged in strength, and deepened his control over the black sword, it might have collapsed.
After all, Huo Yuntian is a powerful sect in the Heavenly Court, with a long and ancient inheritance. He is by no means a weakling. This combination of martial arts is not only rare, but also extremely powerful.
However, Yan Wanming's inheritance is very small, but all of them are extremely powerful, and the black sword at this moment is driven by demonic spirits.
"Qiang!"
The black sword made an ear-splitting clang sound, and the sword energy flowed across the sky like a waterfall. It was indestructible. It moved forward and struck the giant palm again.
The flame palm shook violently, like a mountain falling apart, but its power completely exploded to destroy the black sword.
"boom!"
The flames reached the sky, the sword energy was powerful, and the sky seemed to have turned into a vast ocean of energy, which was extremely terrifying.
One is to be crushed and the other is to be split.
Fierce confrontation.
Click! ! The black sword was the first to crack and make a clicking sound. But the palm of his hand was also trembling, and most of it was split open.
"Kill!!" The three powerful men of Huo Yuntian roared, releasing the flames again and steadying their palms. I want to smash the black sword to pieces, smash Yan Wanming to pieces, and decide the world with one blow.
However, poof, the black sword suddenly surged in killing power, splitting the flames and slashing towards the three people. Yan Wanming attacked with force, like an ancient demonic bird, spreading its wings and striking the sky, turning its heavy ax and creating an overwhelming energy storm.
The three of them vomited blood, collapsed, and turned pale.
At this moment, all five people lurking suddenly rose up and pounced on Qin Ming in the distance from different directions.
The person at the front pulled out thirteen powerful soldiers, swords, spears and sticks from his body, each bursting with murderous intent. They rushed at high speed, intertwined into a battle formation in a special position, and all attacked Qin Ming. No matter how strong Qin Ming is, this is the critical moment for a breakthrough. His realm is unstable and his defense is weak. The killing formation composed of these thirteen powerful soldiers is enough to penetrate him twenty times!
At the critical moment, Yan Wanming fell from the sky across space, and the surging black tide fell to the ground like a continuous giant mountain, shattering all the soldiers.
not good! The man's face changed drastically, and just as he was about to dodge, Yan Wanming rushed towards him, the iron wings vibrated, the wind roared, the huge body, and the burning black mist, like a demon god, extremely terrifying, speeding in his sight enlarge.
Poof! ! The giant ax flew across the air and shattered the man's chest. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the huge impact almost blew him apart.
The man screamed and flew backwards. Yan Wanming crossed the space again, intercepted him halfway, grabbed him, and stuffed it into his mouth. With a click, the flesh and bones shattered, blood splattered everywhere, and he was swallowed alive.
The remaining four people were feeling cold all over, so they stopped their attack and stared at the black-armored monster ten meters high in the sky with wide eyes.
Yan Wanming's iron wings stretched thirty or forty meters, and his scales were cold and gleaming, hanging with blood, which brought huge pressure to the audience. The eagle's beak that slowly chewed, the crisp sound of clicking, and the corners of his mouth spilled.
The blood that spewed out made their hair stand on end.
"Let's go!!" Huo Yuntian's peak Shengwu ordered decisively, and he immediately retreated with the two Ninth Level Heavens there and escaped into the mist.
"We'll see, the real strong man from Huo Yuntian is on his way." The four eighth-level saint warriors shouted angrily and turned around to leave.
However, they thought that if they retreated, the monster would breathe a sigh of relief and continue to protect Wang Zhan, but they were wrong. As soon as the two Jiuzhongtian and Pinnacle withdrew, Yan Wanming, with the assistance of Qin Lan, continuously crossed the space and blocked it with force. Those four high-level holy warriors.
"What?"
"Help!!"
"Save us!!"
The three people who had just rushed out suddenly turned around. Their fiery eyes passed through the thick black fog, and they saw a person's head rising into the sky, blood spurting out, and the monster disappeared in an instant, intercepted and appeared three hundred meters away. In an instant, his whole body turned around quickly, with iron wings, scales and armor as sharp as a knife, like a blade hurricane, with a frightening sharp black light, and he crashed into another eighth-level holy warrior.
The man was wearing flame armor and was running away at full speed. He was caught off guard and hit hard. Blood spattered and his flesh and bones were separated. Before he could explode, he was sucked in by the monster and swallowed whole.
"Beasts!! How dare you!!" The three were furious and rushed back quickly, releasing flames from a distance, turning into ferocious beasts and weapons, and striking from a distance.
However, the distance of one thousand meters usually seemed very short, but this moment was so long. When the offensive overwhelmed Yan Wanming, the fourth high-level holy warrior was split in half by him from head to toe, and was also swallowed into his stomach. As for the violent attack from the air, since it was just a hasty attack, it didn't pay attention to it at all and directly resisted with its physical body.
Rumbling, the flames hit the cliff like a continuous angry wave. Except for the dull and violent loud noise, Yan Wanming remained motionless and stood proudly in mid-air.
The remaining three of Huo Yuntian were breathing heavily and furious, but they did not dare to rush forward any more. The strength of this monster is almost comparable to those of pure-blood ancient beasts. It is too powerful to compete with super geniuses of the same level in the human race. Facing such a powerful and ferocious monster, it is meaningless for the three of them to fight against it.
No matter how reluctant they were, they had to grit their teeth and retreat.
Yan Wanming swallowed five eighth-level holy warriors, and his whole body's essence, blood, and spiritual energy were almost boiling. His whole body was hot. This kind of 'authentic' precious flesh and precious blood was more replenishing than elixirs. It chewed the flesh and refined the flesh, its terrifying murderous intent became even stronger, and those whirlpool-like eyes surged with real whirlpools, as if they were trying to pull the human soul into it.
"You evil beast, you have violated a taboo! Huoyun Tian will fight you to the death!"
"If we don't kill you, Huo Yuntian will have strong men who will kill you!"
The three of them endured their anger and retreated into the fog.
Yan Wanming carried the giant ax and stood upright with murderous aura surging throughout his body, continuing to guard Qin Ming.
Qin Lan tilted her cute little head, looked at Yan Wanming with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and asked crisply: "Is it delicious?"
"tasty."
"Don't you need to cook it?"
"Original and delicious." Yan Wanming's voice was deep and deep.
"Shall I try it?"
"next time."
"Okay." Qin Lan shook her feet and hummed a tune carefreely.
After a period of silence, Yan Wanming suddenly said: "Well... ask your dad first."
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