"cut!"
The youth of Xuanyuan Sword Sect shouted loudly, and slashed down with the battle ax in his hand.
In the battle ax, there is a terrible momentum.
Obviously, geniuses like these who stand at the pinnacle of great martial artists have all comprehended the momentum, and the fire is not weak.
"Small tricks!"
Wu Kui sneered, and punched out, a terrifying punch hit the battle axe.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the Tomahawk youth backed away slightly.
"Damn it, blast me!"
The young man with the battle ax roared, and an ancient battle ax floated above his head. On the battle ax, there were six blood-red chakras.
This is his special blood.
The tomahawk vibrated and merged with the youth, making the youth flourish.
"Splitting the sky!"
The young man screamed and chopped out with a single axe.
This ax can open mountains and split the sky, and its power is fully twice as powerful as that ax just now.
hum!
At this time, Wu Kui's body also flashed with blood, and then, a vast mountain appeared above Wu Kui's head.
The mountain is ancient, like the ancient and wild magic mountain.
Wu Kui's bloodline is actually a mountain. There is no doubt that this is also a special bloodline.
"It's amazing, Wu Kui's bloodline is actually a big mountain, and I haven't seen him use it before."
someone shouted.
"Suppressing Prison Demon Mountain!"
Wu Kui roared loudly, and punched out with a terrifying fist force, turning into a vast mountain of magic, suppressing towards the young man with the battle axe.
"Split it for me!"
The young man with the battle ax shouted loudly, and chopped the battle ax on the mountain.
boom!
There was a violent vibration, the mountain was not split open, but the young man with Tomahawk was shaken all over his body, his body was crushed by the heavy mountain and hit the ground.
With a scream, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the young man with the battle ax was crushed into a pulp by the mountain.
A genius with a special bloodline was killed just like that.
"Hmph, the special bloodline contains ancient and mysterious secrets. Only by comprehending the mysterious mystical powers from it can the power of the special bloodline be brought into full play."
"What's the use of staying in this world for a waste who can only use his special blood to comprehend power and practice martial arts!"
Wu Kui's mocking voice sounded.
The faces of the remaining youths of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were extremely ugly.
"Now, who of you will come out!"
Wu Kui looked at the remaining few people.
In the realm of a great martial artist, the blood burst time has been increased to an astonishing ten minutes, which can already support long-term battles.
The few remaining members of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect looked at each other with extremely solemn expressions.
For a while no one showed up.
"Why? Don't dare to appear on the stage. What a bunch of trash. This is the strength of your Xuanyuan Sword Sect? It's really disappointing. Let me tell you that there are five people stronger than me in the Shifang Sword Sect."
Wu Kui sneered.
"What? There are five more people? Impossible!"
Someone is drinking.
Wu Kui's words shocked everyone in the audience.
At first, everyone thought that with Wu Kui's strength, he was definitely among the top few in the Shifang Sword Sect, and might even be the strongest in the realm of the Great Martial Artist of the Shifang Sword Sect.
But now Wu Kui actually said that there are five other sword sects stronger than him, how is this possible
If it is true, it is too scary, right
"Hehe, your Xuanyuan Sword Sect can't even defeat me, who is ranked sixth. In my opinion, you might as well quit the five major sects."
Wu Kui continued to mock.
"Damn it, I'll fight you!"
Among the remaining three members of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, a young man with a sword on his back walked out.
There is nothing to say, the war broke out directly, but unfortunately, Wu Kui is really strong, the blood of this young man carrying a battle sword is an ancient battle sword, and his strength is stronger than that of the previous Tomahawk youth, but he still loses to Wu Kui .
There were more than thirty moves in the battle, and the young man with the sword on his back was coughed up blood by Wu Kui. If he hadn't been strong, he might have been suppressed into a pulp.
The Xuanyuan Sword Sect lost another one.
"Hahaha, who else? Hurry up and fight!"
Wu Kui smiled arrogantly.
As for the remaining two of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, their expressions were extremely ugly.
Their strength is not as good as that of the young man with the sword on his back. Going up is nothing more than humiliating themselves, and they may even lose their lives.
However, in the realm of great martial masters in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, they are already the strongest.
"Who else comes up? Don't you even dare to fight? What a bunch of trash."
Wu Kui laughed.
In the crowd, Lu Ming watched coldly, without any intention of making a move.
Xuanyuan Sword Sect's defeat, what does it have to do with him? He is not interested in making a move.
Above the sky, among the clouds, Lin Xueyi, head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and several golden-robed elders stood there, looking down with gloomy faces.
"I didn't expect that the Shifang Sword Sect has secretly cultivated so many peerless geniuses over the years. This Wu Kui has already learned a little secret technique from his blood. The ordinary special blood is no match for him at all."
A golden-robed elder sighed.
"Unfortunately, Duanmulin has broken through the realm of Martial Ancestor. If he is still in the realm of Great Martial Master, he will definitely be defeated."
Another golden-robed elder said.
Afterwards, they all fell silent. Now that the defeat is certain, what they have to think about is how to reduce their influence as much as possible.
"Junior Brother Wu Kui, it seems that they are afraid to fight anymore. Oh, what a disappointment. I thought there would be a decent opponent when I came here today!"
Another disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect sighed.
"You Xuanyuan Sword Sect, you'd better withdraw from the ranks of the five major sects as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassing, haha."
Wu Kui laughed.
Among the crowd, Lu Ming smiled and shook his head, and was about to walk out.
"Tianyun, is that you? Stop!"
At this time, a loud roar suddenly sounded.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, stopped, turned around and looked over.
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect stared at Lu Ming with gritted teeth.
Obviously, this disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect had seen him before and recognized him at this time.
Beside Lu Ming, the others were horrified and backed away involuntarily. Around Lu Ming, only the three brothers and sisters of Mingcheng remained.
"Is he Tian Yun?"
Wu Kui looked at Lu Ming.
"Yes, this person is Tian Yun. He has repeatedly opposed my Shifang Sword Sect. He deserves death."
The young man who recognized Lu Ming said murderously.
"During this time, other senior brothers went to look for him, but he hid like a turtle, and I finally saw him today."
The young man added.
"Hiding?"
Lu Ming was a little speechless, he was just practicing in seclusion, when did he hide.
"Okay, let's settle it!"
Wu Kui smiled coldly, walked towards Lu Ming, looked at Lu Ming coldly, and said, "Tianyun, right? You should know that the crime you committed is unforgivable. Let me give you a chance. Kill yourself, so that I can make the decision and leave you a whole body."
Wu Kui put his hands behind his back, with a condescending expression.
Lu Ming was stunned. This guy feels too good about himself. Let him cut himself off if he opened his mouth
"Did your head break, or did your mother accidentally crush your head when she gave birth to you?"
Lu Ming stared at Wu Kui and said word by word.
Puff!
As soon as this remark came out, the people watching couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst out laughing.