The person who spoke was none other than He Shuzhu. Wu Ming's special care for him naturally made a trace of indignant resentment rise in his heart.

As the saying goes, it's good to have elders to support you.

Stimulated by his whispered words, the person in Tai Sui Valley decided to take action against Wu Ming.

However, beyond He Shubrand's expectations, Wu Ming's body actually contained such terrifying power. In fact, when Wu Ming talked about the word oxygen, he didn't care too much, and he didn't think in that direction this time, which made his parents suffer a dumb loss.

And Wu Mingna smiled again, doubling the shadow area in He Shuyan's heart again, as if there was a huge stone mountain weighing heavily on his heart.

Tai Sui Gu has always been a mysterious sect, and they don't even know the terrifying uniqueness buried in the spiritual power palm prints of the people of Tai Sui Gu before, but He Shuyan knows very well that even the people of the Five Grades of the Martial Sect can't dissolve this palm so lightly.

In other words, this guy who seems to be as old as them is already terrifying.

The people present are not stupid, they are very suitable for scheming, things have developed to this point, seeing Wu Ming's strength, I can't help but wonder if Wu Ming is just a mere one.

With Wu Ming so young, his strength can be compared to Wu Zong, and his talent and temperament can be seen, and it is absolutely impossible to have no guidance from a master, and there may be more powerful elders behind him.

The more arrogant Wu Ming became, the more convinced they were of these ideas.

But if these thoughts are heard by Wu Ming, I don't know how long I have to laugh, in terms of age, Wu Ming has long gone beyond that boundary, and the longest age of the people present is not more than a thousand years, not even a fraction of Wu Ming's real age.

The long is young, but not the young.

"Excuse me, can you say hello to your parents for me?"

A slightly weaker martial artist stood up and asked, he arrived a little late, but fortunately, his strength was okay, so he advanced to the front wall, but he saw a hairy boy blocking the front, and thought that there was a mysterious senior hiding nearby, so he asked out loud.

His words are also the words of their respective forces.

"What do you think you are qualified to ask my parents to come forward? ”

What qualifications does Wu Zong have to invite out the elders of Wu Ming?

Now those who can be worthy of the name of Wu Ming's elders are still alive, and there are only a handful of words, including Mr.

None of them can be moved.

This son is not afraid of the wind, and flashes his tongue. ”

The martial sect who came late, didn't know the truth, and was furious.

"I have long said that this son is a foreigner, not a native of my land, and his heart can be punished. ”

"Yes, you go up, cut him. ”

This later person didn't know the reason for the matter, so he was naturally used as a gun by everyone, and under the support of all means, the spiritual power in his body climbed to the top.

......

As time passed, the Island Tribulation Spirit Bead in Wu Ming's body was restored to a perfect state, and his connection with the second bead had made more progress.

Now even in the face of the Chenhe Sect, Wu Ming is completely sure to get out of his hands.

"Look for death. ”

A figure suddenly appeared behind Wu Ming, and the purple-cyan octagonal hammer smashed down in response, and the person who took the lead again was the one who asked the question just now.

Martial Sect Nine Ranks, the only high-level Martial Sect in the Moxi Pavilion. With him, Moxi Pavilion can chase a place on the mainland, which can be described as the oldest in the pavilion.

There are so many peaks in the audience who don't make a move, he is the only one who can't help it, but in fact, many of them are just one step away from making a move according to their patience, but in the end, they don't know anything about that mysterious power.

While there are dangers, there are also benefits. If someone can solve this problem here, they will undoubtedly take the lead in the recruitment of the sect in the future.

I'm afraid of self-defeating.

No matter who goes first, there is one thing that remains the same, hundreds of martial arts powerhouses were blocked by a stranger, which can be described as rare in the world, and this incident will definitely be laughed and discussed by future generations.

However, some people secretly rejoiced that the appearance of this scene just saved their respective faces, not to mention, they could test the depth of Wu Ming again.

The purple and green octagonal hammer was swung smoothly by the person who shot it, and dozens of strokes were made in just a few breaths, and almost every move hit Wu Ming's vital point, and the air crackled wherever he passed.

This is not the end, if you look closely, each side of the octagonal hammer covers different attributes, and the power of the display is naturally doubled. Sometimes strong winds howl, sometimes fires, sometimes thunder, sometimes ......

Several spiritual power heavenly rivers are wrapped around his body, and the power of turning mountains and seas is all revealed, don't look at these moves are simple, but if you really want to take a blow, you have to be prepared.

Wu Ming was more or less aware of the power of this octagonal hammer, and when dodging around, he always paid attention to the distance from the hammer surface, and also calculated to find out the weaknesses of those eight powers.

A good martial arts sect, he could have attacked from afar, but he had to fight hand-to-hand, Wu Ming was haunted by it, and he couldn't pull the distance at all.

All the powerhouses were amazed at Wu Ming's reaction, they could actually keep up with the speed of the Martial Sect, and the Martial King-level Saint Son beside them widened their eyes, and they couldn't see any movement clearly.

Wu Ming knew that with his current strength, he still didn't dare to guarantee that he could resist that tricky power, so he could only find those forces that were only defensive and work hard.

Soon, Wu Ming made a decision in his heart.

It was this time of thinking that gave the man a gap to strike, and he turned sideways, and the purple and green octagonal hammer roared, and one of the sides hit Wu Ming's lower abdomen directly.

Others only knew that Wu Ming was hit, and no one knew that Wu Ming did it on purpose.

Bump~

From the side of the octagonal hammer, a pair of giant hands transformed into sand and stone burst out, launching a crazy and unrepaired combo at Wu Ming's lower abdomen.

The strength he chooses to resist is earth.

Dada......

Every blow was unusually heavy, and every blow hit the latter solidly.

Wu Ming gritted his teeth in vain, blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his hands were soaked along the corners of his clothes, and he raised his head to look at that Wu Zong, revealing a row of blood-red teeth.

Seeing Wu Ming at a disadvantage and still smiling like this, everyone didn't know if he was already frightened and stupid, or if he was sad and happy when he was dying.

The reason why Wu Ming was happy was that the distance between himself and that person was completely widened, and next, it was Wu Ming's turn to attack.

This second bead, called the Banlu Spirit Bead, is mainly used for space strikes. When Wu Ming understood its role, he was almost ecstatic, although the power of the Island Tribulation Spirit Bead was terrifying, it was only a spatial shaping, and it was not easy for the two-color ball mode and the press mode to be developed by Wu Ming one after another, but in the final analysis, these were all passive effects, and they could not reflect Wu Ming's true strength.

Now, there is a ready-made person to let Wu Ming try his hand, why not.

"What are you laughing at?"

The mouth of the Martial Sect of Moxi Pavilion opened slightly, and as soon as he said a word, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a slight pain hit his throat, and he touched his throat with his hand incredibly, but it was too late.

A blood-red rusty knife appeared behind him at some point, just like he had deliberately stood behind Wu Ming before, but the knife actually cut his throat.

But the next scene is undoubtedly even more terrifying. The Martial Sect struggled and twitched a few times, but there was no longer a trace of life.

A genuine martial arts powerhouse was easily killed by a small knife like this. If someone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed it.

Shocks abound.

This martial sect of Moxi Pavilion did not absorb the spiritual power of this Zhou Tian, I don't know if it was a coincidence, but in the final analysis, he still died at the hands of Wu Ming.

"It's just a tetanus blade, and it's all the fuss. ”