No matter how strong Wu Ming's Heavenly Demon Overlord was, he couldn't block the blade of the Ben Thunder Sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, at the moment when the Ben Thunder Sword was about to pierce into the chest, Wu Ming's body deviated slightly, and the Ben Thunder Sword was originally stabbed at the heart of Wu Ming's left chest, but now, it stabbed into the lower part of Wu Ming's right shoulder.

A sword stabbed in half.

Burst!

Thousands of people in the audience let out an exclamation in unison.

Yes!

Even Sima Yuntian was stunned, he didn't want to kill Wu Ming in his heart, and in addition, he also had to beware of Wu Ming, so this sword, he stabbed it a little reluctantly, to put it bluntly, he still had leeway, but, he never expected that a sword would be stabbed into it like this.

The feeling of the blade brushing the flesh made Sima Yuntian's face change greatly.

Then, a stream of blood spurted out directly, splashing Sima Yuntian's face all over his face.

Wu Ming was facing away from the camp where the Honglan Martial Mansion was located, and the disciples of the Honglan Martial Mansion watched as the tip of the Ben Thunder Sword leaked out from behind Wu Ming, with blood still dripping on it, and the smart electric snake was raging on Wu Ming's body.

No matter what they thought of Wu Ming before, at this moment, they all turned their heads slightly, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Only the people of the Liu family all showed a smug look.

There is also Fang Yimei, with a smile on her face, and she also peeked at Situ Xinchang, as if to say: "Situ Xinchang, I see how you protect this stinky boy this time, he is dead." ”

Where the Xuanguang Temple is located, many old monks and young monks chanted.

"Amitabha, good."

……。

Speaking on the stage alone, Sima Yuntian was already completely panicked.

A person who is so cruel to himself and so cruel to himself, what kind of person is this?

He wiped a handful of blood from his face, and then looked at Wu Ming's eyes.

Since the moment he was struck by the palm lightning, Wu Ming was enduring the pain of drilling his heart, and then he was hit again by the thunder palm, it was still the same part, Wu Ming still endured it, at this moment, a sword passed through his body, and his forehead was already full of sweat.

However, Wu Ming never said a word.

In his heart, he was silently reciting a sentence all the time: "I, I can't fall, my life, I can't do it, my life must be in my own hands, let your gods, demons and spirits, never retreat." ”

A belief has made Wu Ming support until now.

Instead of a painful expression, a smile appeared on his face.

Sima Yuntian was shocked when he suddenly saw Wu Ming's smile, and for some reason, a sense of fear arose in his heart, Sima Yuntian secretly said no, but it was already too late.

It is not difficult to win against Sima Yuntian, but there is only one way to win with one move, and to be ruthless.

Wu Ming's ruthlessness is to be ruthless to himself.

Don't let Sima Yuntian get close, how to win with one move?

If you don't resist Sima Yuntian's palm thunder and Ben thunder palm, how can you provoke Sima Yuntian to swing a sword to stab?

Wu Ming almost used his last strength, he condensed the battle qi of his whole body towards his right palm, compressed it infinitely, and then slapped it out with one palm, using the fifth form of the Wild Wave Technique, and the pole broke instantly.

The pale golden battle qi condensed into a punch in Wu Ming's palm, and then, in Sima Yuntian's incredible gaze, it directly hit his chest, and the pole broke instantly, Wu Ming had not yet fully practiced, and he couldn't use the demon scale arm, but this palm also had a strength of at least more than two thousand catties.

At such a close distance, Sima Yuntian had no way to avoid it.

"Ah......h

After fighting for a long time, no one heard Wu Ming speak, and suddenly, there was a scream from the fighting platform, and when everyone looked again, it was Sima Yuntian who flew upside down.

It can be imagined what kind of state the thousands of people in the Honglan martial arts field will be.

Thousands of pairs of eyes, following Sima Yuntian's figure, crossed a graceful arc in the air, fell several zhang away, and fell directly off the platform.

The huge Honglan martial arts field, silent, quiet can even hear a needle dropped, everyone held their breath, and some people even kept rubbing their eyes, the scene in front of them was too unbelievable.

A move, and sure enough, a move.

Regardless of life or death, Wu Ming is still standing on the fighting platform, and Sima Yuntian is defeated, so he will make one move.

Sima Yuntian fell to the ground, spurting blood in his mouth, obviously the injury was not light, as a disciple of the martial arts, the most taboo is to fight with the martial arts disciple in close combat, at this moment, Sima Yuntian sobered up a lot, he completely understood, everything was set up by Wu Ming, and he had been led by Wu Ming's nose.

However, Sima Yuntian was convinced, really convinced.

He may not be convinced by Wu Ming's strength, or perhaps not by Wu Ming's wisdom, but by Wu Ming's ruthlessness, a person, facing death, can be so calm.

"Ahem, hey."

Sima Yuntian coughed up another mouthful of blood and hammered the ground with his fist in frustration.

The silence lasted for a dozen breaths, and I don't know who shouted.

"Won."

Next, the entire Honglan Martial Mansion was boiling.

The disciples of Honglan Martial Mansion forgot Wu Ming's so-called identity, and they shouted to Wu Ming together.

"Won, Wu Ming won."

"Wu Ming, good job, Wu Ming, Wu Ming."

The faces of everyone in the Liu family were extremely palpable, and Liu Zhenlei smashed his fist on the palm of the other hand: "Hey, it's a pity, this kid is so ruthless." ”

Liu Zhenyuan didn't know what to say anymore, at this moment, he looked at Wu Ming on the fighting platform, and a strange thought popped up in his heart: "Perhaps, from the beginning, we shouldn't have been against this person, a person who is so cruel to himself, we ......." ”

Besides, Fang Yimei, when she saw Sima Yuntian being knocked out of the fighting platform, she was directly stunned, and after a few breaths, she only felt her head buzzing, Fang Yimei almost fell, but fortunately, the child next to her helped her.

At this moment, Fang Yimei's mind was a mess, she didn't dare to think about what would happen next, she even regretted it, she shouldn't have made such a big noise if she knew this, the so-called gambling game, only a few people knew about it at the time, she just didn't recognize it, but now it's .......

Three bows, three roars, and a detour when it's over.

Our Yimei is the inner door elder of Honglan Wufu.

Sima Yaoshi secretly glanced at Fang Yimei on the side, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid he would have laughed out loud, Sima Yaoshi said in his heart: "Elder Fang, this time, you are going to be popular all over Xuandu City, I really want to think about it, how do you go about this field." ”

"Wu Ming, Wu Ming, Wu Ming......."

The shouts spread throughout the entire Honglan Martial Arts, and even the disciples of Xuanguang Temple and Feiyu Sect also admired Wu Ming's ruthlessness.

However, Wu Ming on the fighting platform worked very hard, and the Ben Thunder Sword was still inserted in his body.

After a while, the noise gradually quieted down.

"Look, what is he going to do?"

Looking at Wu Ming again, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the Ben Lei Sword, and then roared: "Ah......." Angrily, he pulled out the Ben Thunder Sword alone, and as the Ben Thunder Sword came out of his body, the blood from the wound came out like a spring.

The Honglan martial arts field once again fell silent.