There is no most ruthless, only more ruthless, Wu Ming actually pulled out the Ben Lei Sword by himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone looked at it and grinned, and the female disciples simply covered their eyes, but curiosity drove them to reveal a slit between their five fingers, and they used the gap to see Wu Ming's current situation.

Blood had already soaked Wu Ming's clothes.

"Ah......h

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and with a roar he broke through the sky, and his roar was like declaring war on the sky.

I, Wu Ming, don't accept my fate.

The roar penetrated deep into everyone's ears and into the depths of everyone's soul.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming shook under his serious injury.

Choke!

He inserted the Ben Lei Sword on the fighting platform, and his blood-soaked hands held the hilt of the Ben Lei Sword, and his eyes swept across the entire Honglan Martial Arts Field, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"He, what is he doing here?"

"It's so ruthless that he actually pulled out his sword himself, although he won, but he will definitely not be able to march into the decisive battle."

"Hey, when I heard that a subordinate dared to challenge the elite, I thought he was an idiot, but now it seems that with his ruthlessness, I am convinced."

"If it were me, I wouldn't dare."

For those masters and old men, what they are puzzled about is that a teenager is so strong, if he wants to do this, there must be something inside to support him, but what is supporting Wu Ming to still stand on the platform?

Thundered!

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and Wu Ming, who was even more miserable against the white tears.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming let go of the hand holding the Ben Thunder Sword.

However, he still did not fall.

Wu Ming staggered, his eyes were already in a blurred state, and he kept telling himself in his heart: "Wu Ming, surnamed Wu, your parents abandoned you, it's nothing, everyone looks down on you, it's okay, but today, even if you die, you have to support me, in the eyes of these people, even if the last drop of blood is shed, you have to stand for me." ”

So, with the support of this belief, Wu Ming slowly took a step.

In everyone's eyes, Wu Ming walked to the edge of the platform step by step, and then walked down the steps step by step, leaving a blood mark behind him, and everyone was asking themselves, if it was themselves, could they still hold on.

Feng Xiaoyang sighed and said secretly in his heart: "This person is definitely not a thing in the pool, hey, it seems that if I want to complete the mission of the empire, I have to use him." ”

Zhuge Lingru was also thinking about his own thoughts: "Such strong resilience, Wu Ming, I have written down you, it seems that if I want to complete the task, I must get rid of you." ”

The idiot monk doesn't know how many times he has said the same sentence.

Amitabha, good, good.

Even Sima Yuntian, looking at Wu Ming's back and the bloody footprints on the ground, he was silent for a while and then said in a deep voice: "Wu Ming, I lost this battle." ”

Honglan Wufu was dead silent, many people had been moved by Wu Ming's blood, they wanted to go up to support Wu Ming and heal Wu Ming, but with Liu Ting and Fang Yimei there, they could only endure it and silently give Wu Ming strength.

"Wu Ming, hold on, hold on, it's good."

"Wu Ming, good job, hold on."

At this time, Fang Yimei sneered: "Hmph, although this kid wins, it seems that he has no use value, he can't say anything in the next game, and even whether he can survive tonight is a question." ”

Liu Ting looked at Situ Xinchang on the side and said: "Deputy Sect Master, since the surname Wu has no use value, should I hand him over to me for disposal, this person has fallen into the Demon Dao, and Honglan Wufu must not keep him." ”

Situ Xinchang looked at Fang Yimei on the left and Liu Ting on the right, his face was already gloomy to the extreme.

"Hmph, the two elders are very anxious, don't worry, he can do it."

Liu Ting raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Hehe, the deputy sect master is so optimistic about him? ”

"Elder Liu, don't forget, he was seriously injured for the sake of Honglan Martial Mansion."

"Hmph, but, he couldn't win the championship in the end, and now, there is no use value, and his existence will seriously threaten the reputation of the Martial Mansion, right?"

Situ Xinchang said fiercely: "I have already said that he can do it." After speaking, Situ Xinchang said to the two disciples beside him: "You guys hurry up and help Wu Ming over, and this seat will personally heal him." ”

"Yes."

While speaking, the two disciples of Situ Xinchang went straight to Wu Ming.

At this time, Wu Ming had already stepped off the platform, he turned around and walked straight to the main entrance of the Honglan Martial Arts, although it was slow, he never stopped, and the blood was dripping down his sleeves and falling to the ground.

The two disciples approached.

"Senior Brother Wu Ming, the master wants to heal you."

There were blood marks on the corners of Wu Ming's mouth, and he looked at the two disciples.

"No, no need, as long as I don't want to die, what can I do?"

"Senior brother, don't be reckless, where are you going?"

The other continued, "Senior brother, your blood will dry up like this." ”

"I said no need, I shed a drop of blood today, and one day, I will make Xuandu City flow like a river of blood." Wu Ming was almost out of his mind, and this sentence was completely caused by the demonic nature in his heart, and the faces of the two disciples who listened to it changed greatly.

There was no way, the two disciples didn't dare to come hard, so they had to turn around and go back to Situ Xinchang to get their lives.

"Master, Wu Ming, he doesn't need our support."

"Yes, he said he didn't need the master to heal him."

Situ Xinchang suddenly looked at Wu Ming's figure that was gradually approaching the courtyard gate, and asked, "What else did he say?" ”

Two disciples, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to say.

"Say it quickly."

"He, he also said that today he shed a drop of blood, and one day, he will make Xuandu City bleed like a river."

Situ Xinchang's sword eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was extremely serious, and Liu Ting, who was on the side, snorted when he heard this: "Hmph, this son has fallen into the devil too deeply, and keeping him can only be a scourge, it is better to get rid of this bane as soon as possible, anyway, it is useless to keep him now." ”

Fang Yimei must be looking forward to Wu Ming's death, and the sooner she dies, the better, she doesn't want to wait for Wu Ming to recover and talk to her about the gambling contract, so Fang Yimei also said: "Deputy Sect Master, what Elder Liu said is extremely true, you listen to this, I can be sure that he doesn't have this ability now, in case, when he really grows up, this kid can do it, and when the time comes, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe." ”

"Y'all shut up."

In this way, Wu Ming left the Honglan martial arts field slowly, step by step, leaving only a blood mark and a row of bloody footprints, shocking, he walked towards Piaoxiangju with the support of faith, along the way, whether it was a martial cultivator or a mortal, all hid on both sides of the road to pay attention, but Wu Ming never fell.

Today's battle of Wu Ming, especially after stepping off the platform and leaving the martial arts, has left an indelible mark in the hearts of many people, and how many years later, it can still be recalled clearly, and his performance today, leaving a big question mark for the disciples of Honglan Martial Mansion.

What is the soul of a warrior, what is the root of a warrior, the blood of a warrior will never dry up, and the body of a warrior will never fall.

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