With one punch, he forced back the Tianyuan Pavilion Lord, and the rift shattered all the beast shadows that were killed around him.

But the three-legged golden crow roaring in the sky was already mixed with golden flames in the sky, and it rushed down from the sky.

This golden flame was like a barrier separating heaven and earth, and it was full of indescribable meaning, and it was about to completely envelop Tang Ming.

The three-legged golden crow that ordered the heavenly fire was also like a real resurrection at this moment, completely fused with the heavenly flames.

This golden flame was mixed with a wisp of golden crow qi, although it was very small, it was enough to make the power of the flame change qualitatively.

Even Tang Ming, looking at this golden flame, couldn't help frowning slightly, immersed his mind in his right hand, and grabbed towards the void.

Shhh

The flame barrier, like a golden cloth, was torn apart by this claw.

But between this brief pause, the resentment that had been soothed on the dragon soul just now condensed again.

The resentment of not being able to turn into a dragon is too huge, and if it can't be soothed at one time, it will be difficult for the soul of this dragon to enter the afterlife.

Sensing the change in this aura, the Mysterious Scatterer hurriedly cast a secret method, forcibly extracting nearly half of the dragon soul resentment, and turning into a dragon spear again in his hands.

The collision between the two sides was fleeting, and although Tang Ming, who had been successfully blocked by several sect masters, their expressions were even more solemn than just now.

Just now, a few of them didn't have the slightest intention of showing mercy, and they couldn't hurt Tang Ming in the slightest.

With the power of one person, he broke through the killing moves of the four great powerhouses, and I don't know if those Heavenly Sect's divine sons back then could have such terrifying abilities.

"There's something strange about this son, hurry up and kill him. ”

The Ruyi Sect Master, one of the twelve sects, sighed softly and flicked the pipa in his hand.

As the soft rhythm sounded, a peerless illusion of a celestial maiden appeared around her, dancing a dance that made the immortals and demons obsessed.

Wishful Wishful Mantra!

It is said that the Ruyi ancestor of the year accidentally got an ancient magic music score and transformed it into a Ruyi Ecstasy Mantra, which founded the Ruyi Sect.

The rhythm of the music is fascinating, fascinating, and the illusion of the goddess is fascinating, as if everything in a dream is going to be realized.

"Sword up!"

The Sect Master of the Changhe Sword Sect didn't say anything, his fingers flicked, and the long sword behind him was suddenly unsheathed.

When this three-foot green blade shines on the heavens and the earth, the heavens and the earth seem to be torn apart by the sword qi, and the cyan sword qi crosses the sky, making people dare not look directly at its edge.

Long River Sword!

The spirit sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the sect master of the Changhe Sword Sect contains the comprehension of the sword intent of each generation of the sect master.

Xie Yun also got up from his position, his hands and sleeves moved lightly, stirring the clouds and mist in the sky, and finally turned into a simple punch and hit forward.

The fist of clouds and mist, with the agility and elegance of clouds and mist, and the monstrous momentum of the rolling sea of clouds, dragged a long trace in the air and killed Tang Ming.

As a great powerhouse of the Triple Heaven, his seemingly ordinary punch was the most terrifying killing move.

The twelve sect masters came at the same time, and they all struck their strongest blows, wanting to kill Tang Ming under this encirclement.

The sky was full of killing moves, and Tang Ming was already in a desperate situation in the blink of an eye.

"That's a little interesting!"

Feeling the power of destroying the world coming, Tang Ming's eyes were boiling with war, and he laughed loudly.

He allowed the dragon shadow to hover around him, and then grabbed towards the void, and the ghost spear condensed with gun intent appeared in his hand.

The spear swirled and landed on the bodies of many celestial illusions.

These celestial girls are either enchanting and charming, or gentle and moving, wanting to hook Tang Ming's soul out.

But I saw the shadow of the gun shaking, and the heavens and the earth roared.

Pick up the mountain with one shot!

Tang Ming's shot condensed with pure gun intent actually showed this supreme spear skill.

The tip of the spear carried the momentum of picking up the mountain, swept past, and many illusions of the Heavenly Maiden dissipated.

When all the eighteen Heavenly Maiden illusions disappeared, the pipa strings in the hands of the Ruyi Sect Master were broken.

Tang Ming had a spear in his hand, like the god of war coming.

Burst!

The Ruyi Sect Master was unable to parry, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and it was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries in this collision.

She looked at the lute in her hand, and her heart was dripping blood.

Each pipa string was made from the veins of the superior demon beasts, and now if she wanted to repair it, where would she go to kill those terrifying demon beasts.

"Tang Ming, I will definitely kill you!"

The Ruyi Sect Master gritted his teeth.

At this time, Tang Ming had also been killed with many sect masters.

Boom! Boom!

The spear in Tang Ming's hand opened and closed widely, and he forcibly tore a hole in the siege of the sky.

Chop, stab, slash!

The simplest moves, in his hands, exert the most terrifying power.

In the end, Tang Ming pointed a shot straight at the sky, stabbing at the three-legged golden crow circling the sky.

Shh

The golden flame of the three-legged golden crow turned into sharp claws, and slammed into the spear in Tang Ming's hand, bursting out with a dazzling divine light, as if it had exploded here on a ** day.

Although the three-legged golden crow was transformed, it was also integrated into the wisp of golden crow qi obtained by the Blazing Sun Ancestor back then, and the flame contained three points of the true power of the scorching sun and heavenly fire.

The heavenly fire destroyed the world, and even the tip of Tang Ming's spear was burned red all over his body.

"Slash!"

Tang Ming's spear-style mutation, as if holding a giant axe, fell from the sky, cut off his head, and tore the three-legged golden crow in half.

The Burning Sun Sect Master's mouth and nose were bloody, and he kept retreating.

With his ability, even if he urges this wisp of golden crow qi, he needs to control it with all his might.

Now that I have suddenly been injured, it will take time to recuperate the next time I use it.

After the blink of an eye, it was difficult for the twelve sect masters to get close to Tang Ming's side.

But these twelve people, after all, are veteran masters who have been in the realm of Huading for many years, even if Tang Ming now has the upper hand, his breathing is gradually becoming heavy at this moment.

But Xie Yun didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and the punch that Liuyun had gathered had already rushed in.

Thundered!

The light drifting clouds condensed into a furious tornado, sweeping half of the sky overhead.

As the head of the Twelve Sects, Xie Yun's strength was three points stronger than the others.

At this moment, his attack arrived the latest, and the terrifying power contained in it was the most powerful.

Obviously, his only purpose now is to kill the person in front of him.

"Huh?"

Tang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands held the handle of the gun, his feet sank slightly, and he pushed the spear out horizontally to block the attack of this punch.

Rumble!

The domineering fist is against the domineering gun.

The two domineering forces collided violently in the air, and a monstrous wave erupted.

Xie Yun's figure moved continuously, stepping on the Liuyun pace, and finally completely unloaded this power.

And Tang Ming's complexion changed slightly, and his breathing was a little chaotic.

"His breath is messed up, good opportunity, don't stop!"

The eyes of the treacherous scattered man lit up, and he reminded loudly.

Tang Ming finally blocked the combo of the twelve sect masters, and the breath in his body was also slightly confused.

This chaos can only be recovered in a breath, but in the eyes of many Huading powerhouses, this is clearly a good opportunity to attack and kill.

Thundered!

The Twelve Sect Masters struck again, without the slightest reservation.

The entire Medicine King Valley as far as the eye can see is distorted by powerful power fluctuations, making this void within a radius of a hundred miles a forbidden area of life.

Even the guardian formation on the Medicine King Sect's treasure gourd was flashing with dazzling light on its own at this moment, so as not to be destroyed by this terrifying fluctuation.

Twelve powerhouses shot at the same time, how terrifying is this power?

I'm afraid that Xie Yun, the head of the Twelve Sect Masters, is standing here, and he can't parry it at all, and he will be completely shattered in the blink of an eye.

Tang Ming also put away his contempt and began to be really serious.

A spear waved in his hand like a dragon flying in the sky, and like a god and a ghost dancing.

The integration of man and gun, Tang Ming's understanding of guns is vividly displayed at this moment.

In the end, there is no longer a distinction between the gun and the man.

The battle between the two sides intensified, and in the end, it gradually fought from the Valley of the Medicine King to the sky.

Tang Ming's immortal Shura body combined with the gun intent, like an overlord who controls heaven and earth.

The spear shot out, just to destroy the existence, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles had just been condensed, and it was about to be torn apart by his spear.

Seeing this, the Twelve Sect Masters even frantically devoured the Quartet Aura, so as not to be torn to pieces by this madman.

When everyone looked up, they saw that the scene of the sky had already been distorted, as if a huge concave mirror was going on a devastating duel.

At first glance, it feels unreal.

Poof!

After the piercing sound, Tang Ming was pulled out of a bloody mouth.

The Ruyi Sect Master condensed the illusion with his own essence and blood, and the fairy instantly turned into a witch and surrounded Tang Ming.

The three-legged golden crow, which had condensed again, immediately seized the opportunity and slashed its claws across his arms.

The wound on the flesh and skin disappeared completely in a moment, but this was the beginning of the injury.

Poof! poof!

The twelve sect masters cooperated seamlessly, and between the continuous shots, the wounds on Tang Ming's body were constantly increasing.

After fighting again and again, Tang Ming simply completely abandoned the defensive position and exchanged injuries for injuries.

Instead of watching out for attacks that are hard to defend against all, it's better to compete and see who will fall first.

As early as the moment when the gun intent was comprehended, Tang Ming had already closely combined his life with the spear in his hand.

He's crazy, and he's also confident.

He believes that the gun in his hand will not let him down.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Tang Ming was covered in blood, and the more he fought, the more crazy he became.

When the gun's intent was pushed to the limit, a spear with a length of 100 meters was surrounded by his hands and fell from a high altitude.

The faces of the twelve sect masters changed slightly, and they also urged the secret method, constantly climbing their own strength, and bombarding forward.

Rumble!

The space was finally unable to withstand such terrifying fluctuations and was shattered.

The dense spatial cracks, like spider webs, spread all over a radius of ten miles.

The aftermath of the terrifying qi was even more pressed down towards the ground, forcing many disciples of the Twelve Sects to stand firmly, and they fell to the ground softly.

The twelve sect masters advanced and retreated together, and their breaths were united, and in the midst of the collision, the figure only took a few steps back before stopping steadily.

Looking at Tang Ming again, his body was like a meteor, falling from the sky and smashing into the distant peaks, kicking off monstrous dust.