Wu Ming was neither humble nor arrogant, not afraid, with both feet on the ground, his strength in his fists, and walked towards Elder Yuanchen who swooped down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The claws on the demon scale arm clenched into fists, the black light flashed, and the demon yuan condensed.

Wu Ming still didn't want to use bells and whistles, this punch completely relied on strength.

The invincible hegemony made Wu Ming's whole person integrate.

More than 800 people rushed down, the momentum was like a rainbow, and Elder Yuanchen was even more in the lead, he carried a long sword like a tiger and a wolf.

However, Wu Ming came head-on.

When Elder Yuanchen saw Wu Ming's state at the moment, his heart trembled.

Completely soaked in blood from beginning to end, where can it be seen that it is a person, it is completely a blood demon with wings on his back.

The distance is rapidly closing.

Hachijo .......

Elder Yuanchen was a little frightened in his heart, but he never believed that he couldn't suppress the momentum of a Wu Ming with eight hundred people.

Elder Yuanchen shook his long sword and pulled out a few sword flowers in front of him, his eyes full of murderous aura.

Seven zhang away .......

Elder Yuanchen shouted: "Kill me, kill ......." ”

When Elder Yuanchen shouted like this, eight hundred people screamed, and eight hundred people were not ashamed of one person, but they were proud, and from this point, it also fully proved the weight of Wu Ming in their hearts.

Wu Ming's eyes remained the same, but the speed was getting faster and faster, there was no expression on that face except for coldness, and those bloody eyes did not blink.

Six zhang away .......

Elder Yuanchen's gaze met Wu Ming's blood pupils, and his heart fluttered again.

But he still did not retreat, 800 people against one person, he is the leader, there is no reason to retreat.

Five zhang away ......, four zhang far .......

At this distance, the strong murderous aura on Wu Ming's body surged towards Elder Yuanchen and the others like raging waves.

Until this moment, feeling the heavy murderous aura on Wu Ming's body, Yuanchen Zhenlao's heart involuntarily set off a wave.

Three zhang away .......

Wu Ming's demonic soul power had already locked Elder Yuanchen.

Elder Yuanchen suddenly felt that his hand holding the sword was trembling a little.

At this moment, Wu Ming's blood pupils looked in the eyes of Elder Yuanchen, like the eyes of the god of death.

Elder Yuanchen's heart has been a little fluctuating, is this kid really dead? If he doesn't want to die, forget it, I can't fight with him, look at this kid's posture, is he going to burn with me, I will bury the elders of the Desire Pavilion, do I want to die with him?

Two feet away .......

Wu Ming still didn't flinch, and he didn't even blink his eyes from beginning to end.

Elder Yuanchen originally thought that under such a powerful momentum, Wu Ming was just putting on a show, but now that he had reached this distance, he knew that he was wrong.

The eight hundred people around him felt Wu Ming's murderous aura, and they all kept their mouths shut, and occasionally a few would shout twice, but it looked so ridiculous.

A foot away .......

At this distance, no one can retreat.

Wu Ming poured his strength and fist, the muscles around his body tightened, and he had already used his body as a means of attack.

Such a powerful Heavenly Demon Overlord Body, the strength is not lower than that of a high-grade treasure weapon, even if it hits, it is enough to make the mountain collapse and the ground crack.

Elder Yuanchen's hand holding the sword trembled more and more.

Even if he told himself in his heart that the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, he can't control it no matter what, and the fear arises spontaneously in his heart, which is by no means something he can control.

Wu Ming and Elder Yuanchen were like two people driving a car.

At first, both of them were ready to use their momentum to force each other to back down and take advantage, but as the distance approached, to the current extent, they had no possibility of retreating.

The difference between Elder Yuanchen and Wu Ming is that he really wanted to use his momentum to force Wu Ming back, but Wu Ming never thought about it from beginning to end, his purpose has always been very clear, to kill.

Rumble!

A loud bang spread all over a hundred miles.

Wu Ming's figure passed directly through Elder Yuanchen's body, Elder Yuanchen immediately burst into a cloud of blood mist, and the whole person was actually smashed by Wu Ming, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, Elder Yuanchen didn't even let out a scream, it was gone.

The dragon spirit patriarch at the top of the peak, as well as Chen Yi and Yixuan in the distance, all opened their mouths in surprise when they saw this scene, and they couldn't close them for a long time.

It is said that the battle of demon beasts is the most ferocious, but as I saw today, Wu Ming's fighting style is .......

Cruelty, ferocity are not enough words to describe it.

Wu Ming forcibly used his body to knock Elder Yuanchen to pieces.

Such a strong body, such a ferocious heart, they have never heard of it.

Elder Yuanchen's flesh and blood burst all over his body, and those disciples who sprayed it were all over his face, how could these disciples have seen this, the smell of internal organs and blood made them feel a strong sense of vomiting.

The combat effectiveness plummeted, and some people simply stopped and began to vomit.

Some people were frightened at the time, eight hundred people, it turned out that the lineup was neat and violent, and now they were completely in chaos, but they forgot that Wu Ming had rushed to the middle of them.

Wu Ming, who seemed to be killing a god, attacked with his fists and feet, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and slaughtered frantically from the center of eight hundred people.

With a punch he swung at will, he has a huge force of thousands of catties, the sword blocks the sword, and the person blocks the death.

Moreover, anyone who was hit by Wu Ming, no matter what part he was, all flesh and blood flew sideways.

The fists and kicks are not enjoyable, Wu Ming's whole person hits up, he is like a crazy buffalo, no one can stop him, invincible.

In the blink of an eye, more than 200 people died.

You must know that these more than 200 people are basically standing and waiting to die, because they are too close to Wu Ming, there are many people outside in the way, they can't run even if they want to.

The people outside had already fled in all directions, and one by one they only hated that they had two legs, crying for their father and calling their mother to run away.

Want to go? It's late.

Wu Ming's murderous intent has risen, and what he wants is to kill them all.

So, he casually conjured up some long swords in the Qiankun bag, threw them away, and ten thousand swords flew together, attacking and killing those who were relatively far away.

The 800 people in the Funeral Pavilion have completely lost their combat effectiveness, and Wu Ming is now fighting as much as he wants, the mountain slopes are full of blood, corpses are all over the ground, and the screams, crackling sounds, and broken bones are heart-rending, endless.

The number of people has decreased rapidly, and by now, there are less than two hundred of the so-called eight hundred people left, and those who were killed by the flying sword were considered lucky, at least they could get a whole corpse, and Wu Ming's side basically couldn't find a complete corpse.

Wu Ming almost stepped on the corpse and continued to walk towards the peak, and the Xuantian Great Demon Wing was full of minced meat at any time.

At the peak, the Dragon Spirit Patriarch finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

More than 1,000 people, just gone? Elder Yuanchen, just died?

Several old men beside him were full of horror.

"Elder, Wu, Wu Ming, this kid is crazy."

"Yes, this kid, where is this kid still a person, he, he's crazy."