Chapter 150: Demon God Phantom
Stepping on the green leaves and lingering in the whirlpool, Su Tong looked coldly, and made complex and incomprehensible movements with his hands. In his consciousness, there were actually four spiritual trajectories, crisscrossing with huge and sharp energy, and burrowing into the whirlpool. The whirlpool is getting faster and faster, making a sizzling sound. Five meters away, a huge dragon rose, and its rotating body was wrapped in energy, turning into a sharp arrow, which was directly towards Wu Ming.
Wu Ming stared at the dragon heavily, the strength of his body burst open, and the wrapped body emitted a faint blue light, which looked like a silkworm cocoon from a distance, about to break the cocoon into a butterfly.
Su Tong's movements were faster, and his strength was mixed with the dragon turned into water, and he shot at Wu Ming with a roar.
Wu Ming's body suddenly rose a foot high, and a punch was blasted out. The fist was formed by the kinetic energy, mixed with the intruder, and slammed into the dragon's head.
The two collided, and there was no violent sound, only the slight sound of glass shattering. But when everyone heard it, it was like five thunderbolts hitting the top, and they only felt that the huge thunderclouds in the sky stirred and descended on the mortal world. What's more, they were directly stunned. The strength is slightly better, but his face is pale, but his eyes are full of fear. Is this achievable by manpower?
San Shao's face turned pale and muttered, "How is it possible? Wu Ming, he ......"
Poof!
Sanshao spurted blood and lay down on a chair. Long Liren was normal, if it weren't for the panic in his eyes, it was like nothing had ever happened. Only Ding Ziyi looked at Wu Ming dozens of meters away, wanting to step forward to dissuade him, but thinking of his life and death, he couldn't help but care and watched anxiously from the side.
A distance of five meters, an ordinary man, starting and jumping, may be able to reach it. For a top master like Su Tong, it's too close.
Too close, doesn't mean good attack. Wu Ming was standing five meters away too close, and in front of him was the beginning of the formation of the dragon that had been removed from its body. The blow that was determined to be won was easily blocked by Wu Ming, and Su Tong was furious. In the past twenty years, no one has beaten him so easily, even those who have been famous for a long time and have a higher score. Su Tong couldn't bear it, his eyes were red, and he said hatefully: "Look for death!" β
I've heard a lot of people say the word "death", but those people don't end well. Wu Ming felt in a trance that Su Tong in front of him had changed. Su Tong, who is furious, is like a thug on the street who scolds people if they can't beat them. In fact, if the identity is the same, everyone is an ordinary person, and they all have seven emotions and six desires. Fear, rage, and shame.
The grass under Su Tong's feet trembled faintly, and he was about to continue his attack.
Wu Ming glanced at the direction where Wu Qing'er left, where a little red light lit up, which was a signal to leave, so he said, "Don't play." β
"What!" Su Tong said angrily, "What do you mean by this? β
Wu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense, his body jumped, jumping out of the aura, and the two forces in his body boiled, turning into surging energy to support his body. The blood vessels on the skin flowed, the green tendons on the hands opened in anger, and the momentum on the body was like a mountain, pressing down fiercely. Su Tongen snorted, took two steps back, looked at Wu Ming incredulously, and said hatefully: "Bastard! β
Hysterical, anger rose in Su Tong's eyes, and a strong murderous intent emerged.
"You're panicking!" Wu Ming took a step to the left, and before Su Tong was stunned, he had already turned behind him, "It's also old." β
Su Tong turned his head suddenly, shocked that he couldn't see Wu Ming's body, and a ghostly voice sounded in his ears.
"Scared?"
Su Tong didn't look at it, and slapped it behind him. It's empty, and the feeling of not being able to find it is like vomiting blood. He roared angrily: "Don't move if you have the ability. β
"Su Tong, you are too embarrassed to lose face in Wu Jialing." Wu Ming stood in front of Su Tong and said lightly, "What do you look like?" β
But just the moment Wu Ming stopped, Su Tong's angry expression immediately disappeared, replaced by indifference and ruthlessness, and his eyes flashed with a sinister light. Wu Ming frowned, and found that the air around him had become condensed, and he was in a thick space, full of energy, enveloping the embedded steps.
Su Tong didn't talk nonsense, his two hands kept changing their postures, and the huge energy in a radius of ten zhang gathered more and more, and then formed the shape of a dragon, fiercely at the dragon's head, and shot a cold gaze.
The two of them were inside the huge dragon body, cutting off everyone's sight. Except for a few people who were able to use their spiritual senses to reach the white heat of most of the capital, everyone else was at a loss.
Ding Ziyi asked anxiously, "What's wrong, why can't you see it?" β
Long Liren smiled bitterly: "We can't see clearly. Miss Ding, sit down. Being in a hurry is not the way to go. Wu Ming is not a short-lived person, and he will be fine. β
Having said that, Long Liren's forehead was already sweating, and the shock in his heart could not be described in words. Wu Ming's strength has actually reached the point where he can compete with the older generation of Gangjin masters. At least he knew that no one in the younger generation had the strength to grow to such a terrifying level.
Wu Ming, who was trapped in Jiaolong's body, didn't need to look at Su Tong who was five meters away, and closed his eyes. Regardless of the powerful movements of the outside world, what really matters is the four spiritual trajectories. After finding the trajectory of spiritual sense, he cut off the direction of the opponent's attack, and was able to predict the opponent's attack. The four spiritual senses were hidden deeply, hovering in the dragon's body, merging with the energy. What's more, Su Tong almost condensed the strength of his whole body and pinned all his hopes on this attack.
One obscure, three types of attacks, are just a disguise, in order to confuse the opponent's disguise. Although the eye is powerful, it is still lacking to deal with masters of the same level. Only by transcending ordinary confusion can you reach the upper level of martial arts. Su Tong is not simple, he can use three powerful attacks as a cover, and finally use such a powerful attack.
Wu Ming's face was solemn. It seems that Wu Qing'er is right, she despised Su Tong. But even so, Wu Ming was not afraid. He has his own killer feature. If this is Su Tong's last trick, then tonight's duel will end here.
Su Tong's face was deformed, and he said in a cold voice: "In the past twenty years, no one has been able to force me to resort to a final duel, and you are the first." β
Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two golden rays of light, almost piercing the dragon's body, shocking Su Tong. The powerful spiritual coercion dispersed, and Wu Ming's aura skyrocketed again.
"How is that possible?" Su Tong was shocked.
Wu Ming endured the severe pain in his body, and the bite from his soul reappeared, and the intruder was entangled with another mysterious force, turning into an incomparably huge force, surging all over his body, and his slightly thin body swelled out and turned into a mighty man. The eyes turn a faint red, and if you look closely, there is a hint of blue in the red.
Feeling the surging energy in his body, a demonic smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, despite the pain, it felt so good to have great power.
With his fists clenched, the space was almost bursting, and Wu Mingsen said: "The play can also be played, go all the way!" β
A more huge energy formed around it, suddenly overshadowing the dragon formed by Su Tong with his strength, and there was a faint devouring **. A large number of intruders were biting Su Tong's dragon. Jiaolong screamed, and his body burst open, being absorbed by Wu Ming. An even more powerful aura came.
The dragon spread out, revealing the bodies of the two. Everyone will never forget the scene in front of them.
Behind Wu Ming was a ten-zhang shadow, like a shadow like a demon god, his body was clearly visible, his mouth was wide open, and his cold eyes were open. As soon as everyone saw it, they felt the coldness and fear from the depths of their souls. It's instinctive fear, instinctive fear. The third young man looked at Wu Ming's figure in fear, spit out another mouthful of blood, and said in shock: "This is-"
No one answered, Ding Ziyi and Long Liren got up at the same time, staring blankly at Wu Ming dozens of meters away.
Wu Ming's face was expressionless, and the smile on his face was unforgettable. The momentum of the demon god, the smile that belongs to hell.
Two iron fists, thumping, as if an electric current was passing through, a wonderful feeling applied throughout the body.
Spiritual power, Wu Ming found that the spiritual power in his consciousness was added to the spiritual sense, and the use of controlling energy was more handy. Su Tong saw that his huge strength was actually devoured, and he shouted loudly, and he was about to step forward and fight hard.
"It's late." Wu Ming said coldly.
The phantom of the demon god behind him turned into a huge tentacle, enveloping the space within a radius of several zhang. The close spectators were directly lifted by the breath and fell unconscious on the ground.
"Sky Split!"
The natural trajectory that Wu Ming felt after his breakthrough, the spiritual trajectory was like the way of heaven, carving indelible traces in his mind. It's like an arm.
The Nine Spiritual Sense Tracks, the terrifying Spiritual Sense Tracks, the nine Spiritual Sense Tracks that he had at the beginning, far surpassed the average Gangjin master. Wu Qing'er, who can control eighteen spiritual trajectories at the same time, can already be described as metamorphosis. Of course, Wu Qing'er has been in the realm of Gangjin for several years, but when she first entered, she did not have such an achievement as Wu Ming. Wu Ming was able to control nine spiritual trajectories at the same time, but Wu Qing'er didn't know it. If he finds out, he will definitely overturn his speculation and reassess Wu Ming's potential.
The nine spiritual trajectories, containing a huge amount of energy, roared, drowning Su Tong, who was full of fear.
Bang!
The ground was knocked out of a large pit with a diameter of five meters by the energy, and Su Tong's body was scorched black, lying straight in the pit, his eyes were dead gray, and his lips trembled and he wanted to say something.
Wu Ming stepped forward, squatted down, and said coldly: "Let me ask you, is it Wu Gang who was behind the assassination of my mother back then?" β
Su Tong's eyes widened, pointing to the sky, and it took a long time to spit out two words: "Yunmeng-"
"Yunmeng?" Wu Ming frowned, and he was still going to ask, but Su Tong had already closed his eyes.
Wu Ming stood up and glanced around. Everyone felt that their bodies could not be hidden. Wu Ming's gaze shot straight into everyone's hearts, and a sense of powerlessness poured out.
Wu Ming smiled, and the demonic phantom behind him dissipated, regaining his appearance as a student.
Ding Ziyi wanted to step forward, but found that Wu Ming left without looking back.
"Wu Mingβ" Ding Ziyi shouted.
Wu Ming turned around, smiled and beckoned, and then walked away without looking back. He still has something, something very important. Wu Qing'er was waiting for him in the car.
Heavy breathing can be heard on campus, and most of the people who are stunned, or the few who barely hold on, will never forget this night.
Wu Ming got into the car and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life." β
Wu Qing'er smiled and said, "Enough of the play, they're here, let's go." β
"Tonight, Huhai City is destined to be a river of blood." Wu Ming nodded and said lightly.
(To be continued)