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Wu Ming stood still and wanted to leave? It's late .......

With a palm, Tianlong absorbed water, and a black cyclone directly sucked Xiao Yi, who had just run out seven or eight feet away.

Xiao Yi's cultivation is extremely high, and Wu Ming's current cultivation is to use the Heavenly Dragon to absorb water, and it is difficult to trap him for a long time, but for Wu Ming, an instant is enough.

As soon as his mind moved, the Wind Thunder Treasure Mirror instantly came out of his body.

Click!

A purple lightning thunderbolt slashed straight towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi had just gotten rid of the shackles of Tianlong absorbing water, when suddenly a gust of wind and thunder sounded in his ears.

Xiao Yi secretly said that it was not good, and the purple lightning thunder directly hit his heart.

Rumble!

This purple lightning thunder split Xiao Yi's head, Xiao Yi's cultivation was profound, and his strong spiritual power actually resisted the purple lightning thunder, but the power of the purple lightning thunder still shook him and lay on the ground.

Xiao Yi was shocked in his heart, the electric snake that the purple lightning thunder burst turned into made his body numb, and his mobility was greatly restricted.

For Xiao Yi, now is a race against time.

His life depends on how fast he runs.

Xiao Yi gritted his steel teeth fiercely, and the spiritual power around his body quickly obliterated the electric snake, he hurriedly got up, and wanted to run again, but there was an extra figure in front of him, a blood-red figure.

"You, Wu Ming, you ......."

Wu Ming seized the opportunity, had already caught up with Xiao Yi, and blocked in front of him.

At this moment, Xiao Yi and Wu Ming were only seven feet away.

Looking at Wu Ming's bloody appearance and those blood-colored eyes, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart, and his voice trembled a little.

Wu Ming flicked one hand, and the Wind Thunder Treasure Mirror disappeared instantly.

"Didn't you always want to kill me, I'm here." The cold voice made Xiao Yi slowly retreat.

"Wu Ming, you ......, don't do too much."

Wu Ming sneered, for him, there was no need to talk nonsense anymore.

"Giggles."

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife let out a mournful roar.

Buzz, buzz!

In an instant, Wu Ming formed a ten-zhang blood-colored heavenly knife, and without saying a word, he simply slashed his head head-on.

It stands to reason that Xiao Yi has the cultivation of the middle and late stages of the wheel mirror, and Wu Ming is now extremely consumed, even if Xiao Yi can't kill Wu Ming, he will not fall behind.

The problem is that Xiao Yi's subconscious has developed a sense of fear.

Fang Cai's scene after scene made him seem to have a voice in his heart all the time saying, I am not Wu Ming's opponent, Wu Ming will kill me.

With this emotion, Xiao Yi's comprehensive combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

But now a battle is inevitable, and Xiao Yi has no choice but to fight with Wu Ming.

If it was usual, Wu Ming might be more particular, after all, Xiao Yi is also a character, and he will choose to solve Xiao Yi one-on-one.

But now, Wu Ming will never pay attention to the so-called morality.

No one has ever preached morality to him, and six or seven thousand people have dealt with Wu Ming, which has no morality at all.

To preach morality to an opponent at this time is to be cruel to one's own brother.

Wu Ming has only one purpose in his heart, killing, no means to kill, to kill all enemies who resist.

As a result, Wu Ming's blade did not decrease, and he launched frequent attacks, suppressing Xiao Yi to death.

Xiao Yi could barely support it with his strong cultivation, but he forgot that Wu Ming also had a powerful assistant, and that was Bing Ji.

Although Bing Ji's strength is not enough to pose a mortal threat to Xiao Yi, her Xuan Bing Qi is enough to make Xiao Yi move slowly, at this time, even if it is a little slower than half a beat, it will determine the final victory and defeat, life and death.

Bing Ji had already condensed the Xuan Ice Qi not far away.

Just when Wu Ming was suppressing Xiao Yi to the death, two rays of Xuan Ice Qi, as if they had souls, crossed two arcs, and circled around from Wu Ming's back, one left and one right rushed towards Xiao Yi, as agile as two ice snakes.

Xiao Yi's attention was all on Wu Ming's body, and by the time he discovered Xuan Bingqi, it was already too late.

These two rays of Xuanbing Qi directly hit Xiao Yi.

In an instant, the chill to the bones made Xiao Yi shiver, and he hurriedly used his already unsmooth spiritual power to resist the Xuan Bing Qi, and Wu Ming's claws had already arrived in front of him.

"Wu Ming, you despicable villain, you actually attacked this seat."

"Hmph, scumbag ......." Wu Ming sneered, and the Demon Scale Arm directly broke through Xiao Yi's body protection qi.

Seeing Wu Ming's pitch-black claws grabbing towards his neck, Xiao Yi was furious, but he was really powerless, the Xuan Bing Qi made him numb, and the operation of the True Qi in his body was almost stagnant.

If it weren't for his profound cultivation, Bing Ji's two Xuan Ice Qi would have been able to freeze him in an instant.

In the end, Wu Ming's claws grabbed Xiao Yi's throat.

"Ahem...... you, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do? That's an interesting question. ”

Wu Ming's claws slowly tightened, and he felt the feeling of suffocation coming, and Xiao Yi's eyes were already full of fear.

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, let me do anything, I can help you deal with the Funeral Desire Pavilion."

Hearing this, Wu Ming frowned slightly.

If Xiao Yi was tougher, maybe Wu Ming would still admire him for three points, but at this moment, seeing the face of a villain like Xiao Yi, Wu Ming smiled contemptuously.

"Can you help me deal with the Funeral Desire Pavilion?"

"Yes, yes, I can help you, as long as you let me go and let me do anything."

"Hmph, I Wu Ming don't need people like you, you have only one ...... ending, death!"

Click, click!

Wu Ming didn't choose to strangle Xiao Yi directly, with a little bit of force, Xiao Yi could clearly hear the sound of his neck bone shattering.

"No, don't, don't kill me, cough, cough, cough......."

After more than a dozen breaths, Wu Ming felt that it was almost over, his claws were like a huge pincer, forcibly cutting off Xiao Yi's neck, and Xiao Yi's head rolled directly to the ground.

Then, the blood knife drank blood, the ghost baby devoured the soul, and Wu Ming also absorbed Xiao Yi's essence.

Killing all the way to the present, although Wu Ming consumes a lot, but the harvest is really not small, unconsciously, the demon yuan in the demon baby in the dantian has been filled with a quarter, and if he continues to kill like this, it will not be far from the seventh turn of refining demons.

Elder Taiguang, Elder Oath Moon, and Xiao Yi were killed one after another, and the remaining so-called elite disciples, the Windwalkers, also suffered heavy casualties.

Except for the more than 1,000 people who ran away, the rest were basically all killed.

Half of the slopes of Fuxi Mountain were stained red with blood, there were corpses everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere, the air was filled with the smell of blood and barbecue, and Xiao Hei had already begun to clean up the spoils.

As for that Liuyun, he had already led the funeral guards to retreat to the top of Fuxi Mountain.

Wu Ming took two spirit pills, and slightly operated the cultivation to dissolve and absorb the spirit pills, and the strong recovery ability of the Heavenly Demon Overlord made the injury on his shoulder have healed.