Click!!

The sound of bones shattering was extremely loud at the top of Broken Sword Mountain.

It fell on everyone's ears like a thunderbolt!

Everyone was stunned to see it!

The face of Wei Wudi, the young master of the Broken Sword Sect, instantly stiffened, and the fear and despair in his eyes were all frozen!

Poof!

Especially, when Long Ming threw Wei Wu's corpse to the ground like a dead dog, everyone's heart throbbed hard, and they all gasped!

He's dead?

A dignified five-star general!

The future master of the Broken Sword Sect!

Now he was blasted with a punch, grabbed with a palm, and pinched and twisted!

Rumble!!!

The people who reacted completely exploded.

The roars, shouts of killing, and anger caused an uproar on the top of the entire Broken Sword Mountain!

"None...... Invincible! Disciples, Disciples, Disciples!!"

The Sword Soul Master's eyes were shattered, his body was trembling, and his eyes were turning red.

Wei is invincible!

This is a super genius that their Broken Sword Sect has cultivated after spending countless resources, pouring countless efforts, and spending three years.

A five-star genius, the hope of the Broken Sword Sect in the future!

But by Long Ming, it was easy to strangle with one hand!

Wrath!

Growl!

At this moment, the head of the sword soul simply hated Long Ming.

And it's not just him!

The people from the Broken Sword Sect next to him were ashamed and angry.

Wei Wushu is the face of the Broken Sword Sect, and when Long Ming kills him, he is breaking the face of the Sword Sect and slapping them in the face!

"Kill! Kill this bastard and avenge the young master!"

"Crazy! You...... You really hurt the killer and killed the invincible young master!

"Let's go up together, we must not let him go down the mountain alive, otherwise I will break the Sword Sect, how can I gain a foothold!"

“......”

At this moment, the peak of the Broken Sword Sect was completely chaotic.

And Long Ming clapped his hands lightly, as if he had just pinched an ant to death, and his face was extremely calm.

He rolled his eyes!

Swish!

The eyes as sharp as knives stared directly at those people from the Broken Sword Sect who were shouting.

And as far as his gaze goes!

Ga!

All the rage, roaring, and shouting of killing all stopped abruptly, and one by one, the indignant Broken Sword Gate people stepped back again and again!

And that's not all!

Everyone only felt that under Long Ming's eyes, their breathing seemed to be stagnant, and their hearts were pounding wildly, almost jumping out of their throats.

Shock!

One look, convince hundreds of Broken Sword Sect people!

This scene made the corners of Ziling Hanxue and Tyrannosaurus Kuishan twitch at the corners of their mouths.

"Come on!"

Then!

Long Ming has completely lost his patience!

His gaze swept through the cold snow, swept over Kuishan, and then swept over the core of the Broken Sword Sect, the core of the Feiyun Sect, and the core of the King Kong Gate!

Voice, cold and disdainful:

"Let's go up together! I'm in a hurry, and I'll give the master a life!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar again on the top of the mountain.

One to a thousand!

This guy is really not bragging, he really wants one person to fight a thousand people......

Lunatic!

Everyone looked at Long Ming's gaze, there was awe, shock, and ridicule and contempt!

You must know that among these thousand people, not only are they Ziling Hanxue and Tyrannosaurus Kuishan, the two five-star, but all the rest of the cores and family traditions, and the weakest ones are three-star generals!

Any one, placed in a city, is the number one master!

Can ...... now

"Okay! What an arrogant, ruthless Broken Sword Sect outcast!"

The sword soul master's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Long Ming, his eyes were complicated, remorseful, but full of hatred:

"In that case!"

"Then I will be a member of the Broken Sword Sect and fulfill you!"

Finished!

The head of the sword soul waved his palm!

"Broken Sword Gate Man, !!"

And it's not just him!

Next to him, Yun Fei, the head of the Feiyun Sect, and Ta Shan, the main sect of the King Kong Gate, were also furious, they were in the same breath as the Broken Sword Sect, so they naturally wouldn't stand by at this moment!

"Feiyunmen people, !!"

"King Kong Gate people, !!"

The two heads waved their hands!

Hula!

Moment!

Together!

Ten courses!

Momochi!

Five hundred!

The dense core of the three sects and the family lineage, like a terrifying wave, instantly surged towards the dragon's roar.

Almost in a breath, he drowned Long Ming's whole person.

Fight! Fight!

Crazy battles are fought on the top of the mountain!

A furious aura overflows in mid-air!

See this scene!

The Sword Soul Master couldn't help but shake his head.

He knows!

The dragon is finished!

In the face of the siege of thousands of the core relatives of the three sects, not to mention Long Ming alone, even if it is the three five-star heads, they will definitely be defeated, and there is absolutely no second possibility!

"It's a pity ......"

The face of the sword soul was full of complexity.

Three years ago, Long Ming was alone, crushing the audience!

Three years later, it is still Long Ming, challenging thousands of people!

The only difference is that three years ago, Long Ming fought for the Broken Sword Sect!

Three years later, Long Ming and the Broken Sword Sect became enemies!

"I ...... Is it really wrong?"

At this moment, the head of the sword soul seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant.

His figure was slightly rickety, and his back was full of fatigue.

Seeing this, Yunfei and Tashan next to them wanted to comfort them, but when the words came to their mouths, they turned into endless wry smiles, and they didn't know how to say it at all!

"Tell them! Defeat Long Ming, don't hurt his life!"

The sword soul said to Yun Fei and the others.

The reason why he did this was partly for the friendship between master and apprentice back then, even if Long Ming was the enemy of the Broken Sword Sect and killed Wei Wudi, he still didn't want to kill them all and kill this super genius!

And one more reason!

It is the mysterious master behind Long Ming!

The sword soul now understands with the soles of his feet that the existence behind Long Ming must be a terrifying power that transcends the sainthood!

Otherwise, how could it be that in just seven days, Long Ming became so terrifying!

It's just that!

"Senior Brother Sword Soul...... It's !!"

Behind him, there was a ghostly voice from Yun Fei.

The voice was filled with consternation, shock, panic and disbelief!

Well?

The sword soul's body stiffened, and he turned his head to look at it in confusion at the moment.

It's just that when he saw clearly, a scene on the battlefield in the rear!

His whole body froze!

Bang!

Waves of violent qi spread wildly in all directions from the center of the battlefield.

One by one, like a kite with a broken string, is constantly flying and falling!

Ten!

Hundred!

Two hundred!

Under the unbelievable gaze of the three leaders!

The dragon roaring in the center of the battlefield is like a god of war, where it passes, people block people flying, and swords block swords.

He swooped left and right!

There is no one under him!

Samsung, one move!

Four stars, one move!

Five stars, or a trick!

The three masters saw with their own eyes that Long Ming smashed the tyrannosaurus Kuishan into the ground with one punch, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

They also watched with their own eyes, and Long Ming shook the cold snow away with a single palm.

Vomiting blood and coma!

Shock!

In this scene, it is not a thousand people besieging one person at all, but one person crushing a thousand people!

Cracking sound!

One figure after another, falling and fainting at the feet of the three masters!

At this moment, the three of them only felt that their backs were cold and cold sweating!

Until!

Rumble!

With a single punch, Long Ming knocked the remaining five broken sword cores into a coma of vomiting blood!

Quiet!

The entire battle platform, horizontal and vertical, densely lay down a thousand people.

There is only one person, standing in the wind!