The disciple of Canglong Zhenren wants to fight hard with Wu Ming. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a book? ・?・

It's just that if you fight, you have to have the capital to fight, at this time, you want to work hard as soon as your brain is hot, Wu Ming has never been soft on this kind of person.

Wu Ming didn't even look at it, he just waved his hand very casually.

A cloud of demonic qi directly wrapped the old man in it, and when the old man came to Wu Ming, the demonic qi gradually dissipated, and then looked at the old man's dry corpse was basically the same as Canglong Zhenren's corpse.

That demonic qi sucked the old man's essence and returned to Wu Ming's body.

Hundreds of people looked at Wu Ming with extremely frightened eyes, as if they were looking at the most evil thing in the world, they had already begun to retreat involuntarily, except for those few strong people who had advanced cultivation, everyone took two or three steps back.

Everyone wants to stay away from this troll.

No one wants to become such a lifeless corpse in the blink of an eye.

The great monk Gara Buddha was disgraced, not only failed to save Canglong Zhenren, but died again in a blink of an eye, so angry that the flesh on his face couldn't help shaking.

"Amitabha, Wu Ming, you, you are so ruthless."

At this time, the Buddha had already walked out of the crowd and came to a place three feet away in front of Wu Ming.

I have to say that the breath on the body of the Buddha will bring a certain amount of pressure to Wu Ming. One? Reading

Wu Ming secretly said in his heart: "This great monk is not weak, he must be the top master of Mu Wangfu." Although he had this thought in his heart, it didn't mean that Wu Ming would be afraid, Wu Ming simply shrugged his shoulders and relaxed, and then stared at the Buddha Garo.

"I just want to see the prince, I have important things to discuss, hum, it's very simple, just this one purpose."

The fan-like thug touched his bald head, and said angrily: "Bastard, the prince's status is noble, and you can see it if you want to?" Wu Ming, you are too crazy to dare to hurt people in this place. As a Buddha, I should have good thoughts first, and it seems that today you have to force me to kill. ”

Wu Ming's face did not change, and he said coldly: "Buddha? Buddha? You deserve ...... too. ”

"Wow, yes, I'm angry, Wu Ming'er, I'm going to die."

The Buddha was indeed angry with Wu Ming, he screamed strangely, and rushed straight up, no Buddha treasure, no Dharma, Buddha Jia Luo only used a pair of flesh palms the size of a fan to fight Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the Buddha was also a master who paid attention to refining the flesh, especially this pair of flesh palms, which was very tough.

Wu Ming dodged a few times with his flexible body, and every time the giant palm of the Buddha hit the air, it would make a deep pit in the ground, and the rubble flew in all directions, and the force was so strong that it was difficult for some guards to parry. I want to read a book・

In the blink of an eye, Wu Ming gave the Buddha three palms.

Suddenly, Wu Ming's figure disappeared in place, and a blood escape appeared in front of the Buddha Garo.

Garo Buddha is really strong, he was not shocked at all, and after Wu Ming's figure appeared, Garo Buddha picked up his giant palm and pointed it at Wu Ming's chest.

This time, the gaze in Wu Ming's eyes has become extremely firm.

He looked at the giant palm that Garo Buddha struck, and he had already clenched his claws and went directly to meet him.

The magic fist against the Buddha's palm, the strong and strong collided, and a loud bang broke out in an instant, the demonic energy and the Buddha's light were intertwined and were on par, and vaguely, a huge demon shadow appeared behind Wu Ming, this demon shadow also had wings on his back, and his eyes were blood-red, which was the god-killing demon soul that was fused by Wu Ming not long ago.

The current God Killing Demon Soul already belongs to Wu Ming, and perhaps it should no longer be called the God Killing Demon Soul.

At the same time, the Buddha was shining with dazzling golden light, and Wu Ming's demon soul also stimulated the Buddha soul of the Buddha, whether it was the Buddha's immortal path or the martial way, the soul was the foundation of a person's cultivation.

Therefore, the Garo Buddha, who felt Wu Ming's powerful demon soul, had to stir up the Buddha shadow in his body.

So, there was such a scene in the front yard of the temporary palace.

A giant demon spirit confronted a golden shadow.

Below, Wu Ming's magic fist and the Buddha palm of the Buddha were in one place, the space stirred by the strong wind seemed to be distorted, the flesh on the Buddha kept shaking, and his face gradually became heavy.

Wu Ming's feeling was also uncomfortable, although he had completed the Seven Transformations of Demon Refining and his comprehensive combat strength had increased greatly, but his current cultivation could only be equated with the realm of the Wheel of Martial Cultivators, while the cultivation of the Garo Buddha had already reached the peak of the Consummation Realm, and even one foot had already entered the realm of breaking the void.

After the two of them had been facing each other for more than a dozen breaths, a loud bang suddenly came.

Rumble!

The demonic energy and Buddha light burst instantly, the huge demon soul and Buddha shadow disappeared in an instant, Wu Ming was shocked by the powerful burst power and took seven steps back, and each step on the ground would leave a footprint more than a foot deep on the hard bluestone ground.

On the other side, Gara Buddha was also shocked and retreated.

Bang, bang, bang!

He was no better, step by step, stepping back, each foot on the ground also left a deep footprint, and the Buddha retreated, even retreating more than ten steps before he could barely stand firm.

When the smoke and dust in the courtyard cleared and calm gradually returned, everyone already knew the outcome.

Garo Buddha looked at Wu Ming in great horror.

The master made a move, and the difference between square inches was the difference, Wu Ming retreated seven steps, but he retreated more than ten steps, this time he obviously lost.

However, no one would ever make fun of Gara Buddha.

In the Mu Wangfu at this moment, the strength of the Buddha can definitely be ranked in the top five, or even in the top three, which is beyond doubt for everyone present, and they are shocked by Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's face, which was only in his early twenties, made it hard for them to believe that a young man in his twenties could have such a strong cultivation.

However, they didn't know that what they were fighting just now was just physical strength, cultivation and soul power, compared to the Gara Buddha, this was not Wu Ming's strength, nor was it the full embodiment of comprehensive combat effectiveness, if they really let go of their hands and feet to fight.

I am afraid that this is not the case now.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, the Killing God Demon Sword, the Five Ancient Treasure Mirrors, the Divine Martial Tyrant Technique, the Shadow Kill, and the Mirror Demon Shield are all enough for the Garo Buddha to drink a pot, if the Infinite Demon Realm is used, Wu Ming has at least a seventy percent chance of winning to destroy the Garo Buddha.

For a while, the courtyard was surprisingly calm, and the Buddha looked at Wu Ming quietly, saying no, perhaps, he didn't know what to say anymore.

As for the others, they dare not say it if they want to, and no one wants to become a dried corpse in a daze.

However, under the attention of everyone, Wu Ming simply moved his muscles and bones.

"I can go in and see the prince."

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