Chapter 116: Martial Sect's Palm Seal, Reappeared

When summoning skills, Wu Ming's voice was very, and after about a while, nothing appeared around him, so.

"It's just pretending. He Shuxuan said disdainfully, and then his fist style was about to call Wu Ming's face, but the latter didn't even blink his eyelids.

In the eyes of everyone, they felt that Wu Ming seemed to be too big, if he was hit by him, the consequences would be unimaginable, and even if it was them, they would not dare to easily catch it with their faces.

But the next scene really broke Zhongrao's cognition, and it also raised the suspiciousness of Wu Ming by several notches in an instant.

He Shuxuan's body was frozen in mid-air, and the strange wind condensed his spiritual power in his fist and scattered it, and after that, his body was uncontrollable, hanging in the air, and flying towards the back.

Everyone thought it was incredible, Wu Ming's body didn't move at all, and in front of everyone, it was impossible to perform even a single skill, wasn't that power emanating from him?

But He Shuzhu's was indeed pushed away by a strong force, and now Wu Ming is the only one who has such a reason to do it.

Could it be that there are still people in the shadows?

But immediately, Wu Ming's calm and calm words gave this strange power a conclusion.

"You give me a few zhang, and I will give you all the money. ”

As He Shuxuan finally controlled his body and struggled out of the strange wind, he found that he was already quite far away from Wu Ming and the others.

His position was exactly the same as the position at the exit of the cave road just before Wu Ming.

Wu Ming is proving with practical actions that he returned what He Shubrand did to Wu Ming to him as it was.

"Did you really do it?"

This time, everyone was no longer in the stage of doubting Wu Ming's identity, and his tone was no longer so light.

"Yes and what. ”

Just as Wu Mingwei had just answered this question, several powerful energies suddenly erupted from the endless darkness at the end of the square behind him.

In the surging waves, there were huge palm prints visible to the naked eye, and every power was not to be reckoned with.

If it hits everyone, the consequences can be imagined.

These palm prints came too suddenly, and the speed was quite amazing, even if they were on guard, they could only resist one or two.

"These are the palm prints of the Martial Sect level, and there are so many of them, they are actually ...... Damn, heart ......"

Seeing everyone's panicked expressions, Wu Ming turned his back to the palm prints, and was not moved at all, because it was the offensive that Wu Ming himself personally called. It turned out that the Martial Sect's palm seal was really released by himself.

It was too late and that was fast, and the spiritual power palm print was secretly driven by Wu Ming, and there was a vague tendency to surround everyone in it.

And in order to block the retreat, one of the martial arts palm prints that was not weak went in the direction of He Shuyan.

He Shuyan's instinctive reaction was to use spiritual power to touch it, three or two strokes, but the palm print had no effect at all, the latter was a little urgent, and released an extremely beautiful Tai Sui flower on the top of his head, when the flower bloomed, he seemed to be in the middle of the flower, and the spiritual power of his whole body condensed a shocking punch, which instantly scattered the palm print of the martial sect.

When He Shu's spiritual power dissipated, a burn mark appeared on the right sleeve of his Tailing suit, and the entire palm was also covered with bloodshots, which was extremely embarrassing.

But fortunately, he took it.

This spiritual power is extremely domineering, and there are very few people present who can stop it with one hand.

After that, he disrupted several Martial Sect palm prints in a row, and he was about to reach the limit of his spiritual power, and the continuous consumption caused him a short-term fatigue, so he worked hard and finally flashed back to the crowd Zheng

But when he returned to the crowd, he never thought that those Martial Sect palm prints would soon lock on him again, and even with them, they would also affect everyone.

When one of them was almost the most powerful of the palm prints, rushing to the face of a martial king and a person, the latter's eyes were full of despair, who would have thought that there was such a big crisis here, and he didn't have time to use his spiritual power means before he was slapped into flesh by the ruthless force.

There were casualties, and panic arose.

Naturally, the number of holy sons who died under the palm seal of the Martial Sect was also increasing, because the power contained in the palm seal of the Martial Sect was too huge, it was impossible for the people who were killed by the bombardment to leave too much blood behind, and most of them even destroyed their bodies, after all, there was still a little blood that gathered into a river that flowed through Wu Ming's feet.

"You did this?"

A Martial King Sanpin Holy Son, who was already dying, used his last strength to point to the direction of Wu Ming, roaring angrily, and then he lowered his arm, the palm print shattered his heart and internal scene, and also took away his internal organs, leaving an empty body.

"To this day, the dead man still asks so much about what he does. ”

Until now, Wu Ming also believes that these people in front of him have a unique body structure and should be androids.

Dealing with androids, Wu Ming has no mercy

Wu Ming's eyes were filled with that evil taste, and under his cold expression, it was so terrifying, and the last few dead-level Martial Sect palm prints were gathered from him.

The status between them and Wu Ming was reversed in an instant, if Wu Ming used this strength to talk to them from the beginning, how could they dare to be so polite.

But it's too late after all.

No matter how desperate everyone is, they can only catch one Martial Sect palm print, and if there is one more, they can't hold on at all, there are already many suspicions between their teams, and when faced with a real crisis, some people will naturally turn their faces and deny people.

As a result, the ugly side and the ferocious side of human nature were reflected in these holy sons, and their self-killing finally ended the offensive ahead of schedule.

I don't know who stabbed a knife in the back, and He Shuyan was given a chance to tear to pieces by the spiritual power palm print on one side.

Chu Hua, Master Asker, Yan Qiu and others all died in the chaotic Zheng

......

In the end, Ye Chenxing and Qing Scales died together.

And echoing over the square, words such as you are the devil almost filled Wu Ming's ears.

Looking at the corpse in this place, an idea suddenly flashed in Wu Ming's mind, if at that time, Wu Ming intervened to stop it, it was estimated that everyone at that time would still stop here, and all of them would be destroyed under the palm print of the Martial Sect.

That bizarre experience is completely interspersed with this overall incident, Wu Ming is still in an ambiguous understanding of that matter, maybe some clues in that experience have achieved what Wu Ming wants to do next.

The topography of this place is quite strange, on a huge underground square that was built for unknown reasons, in addition to the cave road that Wu Ming passed, there are more than a dozen of them of corresponding scale, and they are basically on one side.

As for that other side.

It is an oval cave that continues down.

"Who is it?" Wu Ming always felt that there was a slight murmur in the pile of corpses, and the sound seemed to be close in front of him.

To be able to survive under such an offensive, the vitality is not ordinary tenacity.