Poof! poof!

The spear flickered like a black star, and when it disappeared and flickered past everyone's eyes, the twelve sect masters were injured one after another.

Even Xie Yun was stabbed in the shoulder because the speed of the gun was too fast, and his reaction was half a beat slower.

If it weren't for his intuition of years of cultivation and letting him turn to the side slightly, I'm afraid that the shot just now would have shattered his heart.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, Tang Ming is Shura, and Shura is Tang Ming.

The terrifying killing intent flowed out from Tang Ming's body, echoing with the aura of Shura, turning into a monstrous black light, shining on the heavens and the earth.

There is no defense, only an indomitable gun.

In the face of an attack like a madman, finally someone couldn't support it, and his heart was trembling.

"Ahh

The treacherous scattered people screamed, and when they faced Tang Ming's retrospective shot, they had no time to dodge, so they could only take it hard.

The black dragon spear in his hand was affected by Tang Ming's dragon qi, and it dissipated on the spot and returned to the dragon soul.

Without the spear in his hand, the treacherous scattered people were completely exposed in front of Tang Ming, and there was no defense.

It's too late to dodge.

The deceitful scattered people looked like crazy, and they fought one after another, condensing the demon soul to block the front.

The faces of many sect masters changed drastically, and they hurriedly rushed from a distance, wanting to stop the gun in Tang Ming's hand.

But all this was in vain.

The black spear that tore through the sky, like a giant axe that fell from the sky, descended on the top of the head of the treacherous man, and cut his body in half from the top of his head.

All the magic weapons and his divine soul quickly shattered until they disappeared completely.

Scattered people, and died like this.

When his aura finally dissipated in the sky, both the many Huading masters and the disciples of the various sects on the ground couldn't help but lose their minds for a while.

You must know that the Tricky Scattered People are the first of the scattered cultivators who came here, and the strength can be comparable to that of the Twelve Sect Masters.

Not to mention, his body also condenses tens of thousands of demon souls from the Eastern Wilderness Demon Cave.

But it was as simple as that, he was killed by Tang Ming with one shot.

Even if the dragon soul of the deceitful Jiaolong lost its role in this battle, Tang Ming's shot was terrifying, and it also made everyone stupid.

After all, among the twelve sect masters present, no one dared to say that their strength could stabilize and scatter people.

Doesn't this mean that if Tang Ming's shot falls on their heads, they can only have a fatal ending.

"This person's strength is much stronger than expected. ”

The Ruyi Sect Master was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

Tang Ming's swing of the gun just now actually gave them an inexplicable sense of oppression, which was clearly a kind of fear and jealousy of powerful forces.

Could it be that the current Tang Ming has entered the middle stage of Huading?

If that were the case, there would be no need for the battle to continue.

"Impossible! His body is obviously the breath of the Huading One Heavy Heaven, how can it be the middle stage of the Huading Ding!"

Xie Yun's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said.

How could such a young monk be a master in the middle stage of the Transformation?

It doesn't matter if those Tianjiao of the Eight Great Heavenly Sects are so demonic, but Tang Ming is just a casual cultivator, where did he get so many resources and profound exercises?

With his words, the white robe of the flowing clouds on his body turned out to be a cloud and mist, as if there were thunderclouds condensed.

Liuyun Robe, this spiritual treasure created by Shangyun Ancestor himself, shined in this battle.

At this moment in the battle, only by relying on this spiritual treasure could he fight Tang Ming without any damage.

"You must kill him today, otherwise you will not face an enemy in the future. ”

Xie Yun looked at the hesitation of the others, and immediately reminded in a deep voice.

Ruyi Sect Master, Lieyang Sect Master, Tianyuan Pavilion Master and others, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they suddenly realized in an instant.

Oh, yes!

Today's Tang Ming is already so powerful, if he is let go today, who knows what kind of terrifying realm he will be if he breaks through again.

The two sides have long been mortal enemies, and there is no possibility of reconciliation at all.

Leaving a hidden danger down, it is better to take advantage of the present to gather the strength of the twelve sects and kill him here.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of many sect masters.

Rumble!

At this moment, both sides know that it is a battle of life and death, and there are no superfluous words at all.

The Great War is on again.

After everyone made up their minds in their hearts, they no longer fought separately as they did just now, and cooperated seamlessly between one attack and one defense.

Whenever someone's breath drops, the others immediately fill the vacant seat so that they have time to recover.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this battle would decide the fate of the Twelve Heavenly Sect and the Medicine King Valley.

Everyone on the ground watching the battle stared nervously at the sky, especially the group of unkempt people in the corner, their nails almost piercing into the palms of their hands.

The many Huading powerhouses who did not participate in the war also had solemn faces, and their eyes never left the sky from the beginning.

Above the sky, lightning and thunder roared, and clouds and mist rolled, like an apocalyptic scene.

"This kind of power can never be used at will by a Huading Heavy Heaven, as long as we persist, he will definitely not be able to support it!"

Xie Yun looked at Tang Ming fixedly, and spread the sound to everyone.

This sentence was not his speculation, and the other sect masters had already understood it in their hearts.

Although Tang Ming's gun style opened and closed widely, and his momentum did not decline in the slightest, they had already felt that Tang Ming's aura seemed to have declined slightly compared to the beginning.

Although it was only a wisp, it also proved that they had a chance to consume the great enemy in front of them.

'Oh, I don't know your calculations, but alas, you are going to be disappointed. ’

The corners of Tang Ming's mouth rose slightly, and there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

Swirling, sweeping, stabbing...

The spear in Tang Ming's hand seemed to come to life, looking extremely domineering, but it was tricky at an angle, showing the subtlety of the spear technique.

Even the Twelve Sect Masters could not parry this series of attacks, and the wounds on their bodies continued to increase.

Especially the Beast Heart Sect Master, two hideous laceration scars had already appeared on his chest.

Faintly, you can even see the flesh and bones inside the wound.

"Beastmaster roar!"

The Beast Heart Sect Master's face was pale, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately devoured the beast soul around him, and raised his momentum to the peak again.

The golden beast shadow merged with his body, and as he opened his mouth, it turned into a rolling sound wave, and blasted forward.

"Beastmaster, ridiculous!"

Tang Ming's eyes were cold, and his heart moved.

I didn't see him make any movements, and suddenly a palpitating aura erupted from his body, and then suddenly exploded in the air, erupting into a terrifying dragon roar.

"Roar!"

This terrifying dragon roar seemed to come from above the nine heavens, making the mountains and rivers tremble constantly, as if to shatter everyone's souls.

Many sect disciples who were far away on the ground all felt a mental trance, as if the heavens and the earth were spinning, and they were almost about to pass out.

In response to the dragon's breath, transform into shape!

The power of this legendary dragon clan, even if it is only a wisp, is enough to use its own breath to shock all the beasts in the world.

In front of it, where is there any fierce beast, dare to claim to be the king of beasts.

It was the sound wave, and it was also from the real high-level dragon coercion, which was mercilessly crushed in the air.

Many sect masters hurriedly retreated, and they all played magic weapons to protect them, but even so, they were too close to Tang Ming, and their souls trembled.

As for the Beast Heart Sect Master who was attacking head-on, he didn't have time to dodge at all.

The beast soul he had condensed was completely shattered at this moment, and his body, along with his soul and many magic weapons, exploded on the spot.

In the sky, it was as if a blood-colored flower had suddenly bloomed.

One of the Twelve Sect Masters, the second Sect Leader, dead!

Another powerhouse has fallen, and this time, he is one of the sect masters of the twelve sects.

Seeing this, the eyes of many sect masters were already scarlet, and the murderous aura on their bodies was almost about to materialize, and they all roared towards Tang Ming.

But Tang Ming's strength, where can they imagine.

The ghost spear condensed by the aura of Shura, every shot is like Shura destroying the world, leaving no room at all.

Even if the sect master's attack hit him, he didn't care about it, he only thought about killing the opponent.

After repeated confrontations, the Ruyi Sect Master was also unable to support it, and was shot through the chest by Tang Ming and fell into the sky.

Death, from the beginning, never stops.

Shot after shot, although Tang Ming's breath was not as strong as before, it was like a fighting machine that didn't know how tired he was.

When many sect masters were a little out of breath, Tang Ming was still chasing after him in the rear.

Poof! poof!

Bloodstained the sky, the spear in Tang Ming's hand turned into a killing weapon of death to harvest life, mercilessly burying the lives of many sect masters.

In the end, above the firmament, I saw the Sword Lord of the Long River and Xie Yun still standing in the void.

Everyone only felt that the scene in front of them was a little unreal, and before the blink of an eye, the twelve sect masters in the sky were menacing, but now, there were only two people left who could still support it.

"Tang Ming, I'm going to kill you. ”

The Changhe Sword Master's eyes showed a crazy look, and he slapped his chest suddenly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The blood mist in the sky did not dissipate, but turned into blood lines, all of which were swallowed by the Long River Sword in his hand.

Whenever the Long River Sword devoured a wisp of blood, the sword light on its body would be three points stronger, and the face of the Long River Sword Master would be a little paler.

This blood, where is the ordinary blood, it is clearly the essence blood in his body.

"Hmm, what's wrong with the Sword Master of the Long River?"

A disciple on the ground sensed that something was wrong and immediately asked.

Many old monks suddenly came back to their senses and exclaimed, "The Sword Master of the Long River is preparing to make a final fight and use his own essence and blood to forcibly improve the strength of the sword spirit!"

The sword spirit is the soul hidden in the sword.

With the improvement of the cultivation of the sword man, the power of the sword spirit will continue to improve, and in the end, if there is a great opportunity, the sword spirit can even form a real spiritual wisdom and become one of the cultivators in heaven and earth.

The Changhe Sword has been passed down from generation to generation by the Changhe Sword Sect, and its body is contaminated with the breath of many sect masters, and it has long been shocked to condense the sword spirit.

It's just that this sword spirit has been sleeping all the time and has not woken up.

Now, the Sword Lord of the Long River used his own essence blood to forcibly wake up the sword spirit, and the aura on the sword instantly skyrocketed to the limit.