Without waiting for Kong Cheng to counterattack, Wu Ye slashed down like wind and thunder, Zang Ming directly killed Kong Cheng's head, and Kong Cheng could only attack with the Imperial City in a hurry.

Since the last time Zangming awakened at Ji Yuanhou's birthday banquet, the power has increased day by day, and ordinary weapons are immediately defeated, and after Kong Cheng's Manchurian City was hit by Zangming, it immediately cracked several cracks, but there was no gap where it came into contact with the sword blade.

Kong Cheng took a few steps back, his fists trembling in front of his chest, he didn't expect that this sword was not inferior to the first few styles of Jiutian.

Wu Ye smiled at Kong Cheng and said, "Rub your hands numbly, don't die to save face." ”

Kong Cheng snorted. Wu Ye rubbed his hands indifferently, just now Kong Cheng resisted a hard blow, which also made his tiger mouth crack, Wu Ye stretched his muscles and bones after kneading, and his relaxed posture seemed to be practicing in the school field, but Wu Ye did regard Kong Cheng as a good practice object, and to sharpen the martial arts, he must find a breakthrough from the line between life and death, and put it to death and then live.

After the activity started, Wu Ye stepped forward in a few steps, Zang Ming swept out horizontally, the sword body was full of karmic fire, Kong Cheng's palm rotated, and the cloud edge moon floated away, covering the karmic fire into the hazy moonlight, but the Imperial City inevitably clashed with Zang Ming again. This is exactly the result that Wu Ye wants, Kong Cheng, as an old human-level powerhouse, is far superior to Wu Ye in terms of energy and killing moves, Wu Ye's only advantage is the artifact of Zangming, and sure enough, a few cracks have been added to the imperial city.

Kong Cheng's heart ached, he took a few steps back, and used another form of "leaning thousands of miles", and his energy was condensed around the Manhuang City like a substance, avoiding direct contact with Wu Ye's Tibetan Ming.

Wu Ye also urged his energy, the karmic fire surrounded his body, and the sword qi of Zangming traveled through the karmic fire, and the whole person turned into a killing move. Thousands of miles away from karmic fire is like snow meeting the sun, and it melts immediately. Kong Cheng retreated again and again, and when Wu Ye's momentum was exhausted, his two fists were closed, and the overwhelming force on the left and right sides squeezed Wu Ye.

Wu Ye spat out a mouthful of blood again, and Zang Ming slashed from the bottom to the top in front of Kong Cheng's chest. Although Kong Cheng's Manchurian City protected his chest, it was finally overwhelmed by the damage and shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Kong Cheng's face was flushed, he didn't expect that the beloved soldier who had accompanied him for more than 20 years would be destroyed today, he roared angrily: "You have to bury it." ”

Wu Ye, whose energy was almost dry, said with a smile: "Your killing moves are all inherited from the ascetic cultivators of the Song Kingdom, although you have learned their martial arts, but you have not learned their Zen heart, and your Manchurian City has been stained with the blood of innocent civilians over the years, today I will do the right thing for the heavens, first destroy your evil soldiers, and then take your dog's life." ”

Kong Cheng's energy is far stronger than Wu Ye's, when Wu Ye is about to dry up, Kong Cheng still has a surplus of strength, of course he will not be the same as Wu Ye, before he dies, he still asks for a quick tongue, although there is no Manchu Imperial City, but his fists are still there.

Kong Cheng's fists smashed directly into the crumbling Wu Ye, Wu Ye's originally dim eyes suddenly leaked out, and an invincible sword qi swung out of his hand, "Look how you block me" Wu Ye shouted.

How can it be? Kong Cheng couldn't believe it in his heart, how could Wu Ye, who had run out of oil, still use such a killing move?

Heaven and earth seem to converge into a line, and only Zangming is passing through it.

This is not a human-level sword, it is an earth-level sword, and Kong Cheng didn't understand where Wu Ye got the strong energy to urge this move before he died.

Skull, the sword that crosses the border.

Wu Ye passed through the body that was divided into two pieces, and the blood did not touch his clothes.

On the other side of the battlefield, Wu Yong floated in the air, and Feng Mancheng surrounded Song Huan in it, as Wu Yong's palm rose and fell, Feng Mancheng gradually contracted, and the illusory sword flew in front of Song Huan, and the sword light and sword qi seemed to be attached to Song Huan's face.

Song Hu was not in a hurry to fight back, he raised the famous sword "Xue Han", the tip of the sword rose slightly with the rhythm of the wind full of the city, when the snow cold and the rhythm of the wind full of the city resonated, the snow cold suddenly inserted into the center of the wind full city, Song Hu pulled the snow cold hard, the wind full of buildings was pulled along with the snow cold, the snow cold drew a perfect arc above Song Huan's head, the wind full of buildings was thrown out along the arc like a wind tide, the air flow emptied, and the momentum was huge.

Song Yun sneered: "Ignorant child, even with your shallow cognition, you dare to affect the power of the origin of heaven and earth. ”

Wu Yong's expression was indifferent, looking at Song Huan condescendingly, just now Song Huan used his understanding of the way of heaven to easily dissolve Feng Manlou, this is a kind of ability to break through skill, using the synaesthesia that resonates with Xue Han and Feng Manlou, attracting Feng Manlou to Xue Han, and then easily pushing it out, Feng Manlou lost his connection with Wu Yong and naturally could not survive for long.

Wu Yong's hands were raised again, and the wind was full of momentum.

Song Yun looked at Wu Yong with disdain, how many times the same move was a failure, and it would only waste his energy in vain, but Song Yong's face soon became unnatural, he saw that countless winds rose all over the building in front of and behind Wu Yong, fast or slow between each other, slowly rotating around Wu Yong in the center, Wu Yong stepped in the air, and walked towards Song Yong step by step.

It seems that it will not work with skillful breaking force, Song Yun held the snow cold to face Wu Yong head-on, and when he approached, the snow cold soared, like a large snowflake falling to freeze this place, and Wu Yong's footsteps were forced to stop.

Song Yu slowly rose, on par with Wu Yong, and stabbed Xue Han at Wu Yong's chest, with strong enough energy to support the confinement here, and at the same time, he could also move freely.

Wu Yong sacrificed so much wind and manlou, he definitely didn't have the strength to do anything else, at least Song Yun thought so.

When Xue Han was about to pierce Wu Yong's body, a majestic phantom behind Wu Yong appeared, and the two fingers of its right hand gently pinched Xue Han's sword tip, so that Song Yu could not get any closer, and the thick black qi went up along Xue Han and directly attacked Song Yun.

"What is this?!" Song Huan reacted extremely quickly, and immediately gave up Xue Han, but there was still a wisp of black qi wrapped around his body, Song Huan wanted to reach out and grab it, but the black qi slipped out of his fingers and rushed straight to Song Huan's throat.

Song Yun choked his throat with both hands, but he was helpless against the black qi that had no substance, and when he reacted that it was a resentful spirit, it was too late to mobilize his yang power to resist.

The black line on the tip of the left finger of the phantom behind Wu Yong slowly extended to Song Yun's throat, connecting with the black qi entangled there, and Song Yun's vitality continued to disappear along this chain.

Song Yun's skin was aging and wrinkling at a visible rate, and in the blink of an eye, he turned from an energetic middle-aged man to a gray-haired, skinny old man.

The snow and cold confinement that lost support also disappeared quickly, and Feng Manlou spun again, and one after another Feng Manlou hit Song Huan, converging into a huge tornado, roaring from the ground to the sky, and after it dissipated, Song Huan never left any trace.