"Mo Zangfeng!"

Looking at the young man who was a little dazed in his eyes and had no focal pupils, but still exuded unruliness all over his body, he shouted tremblingly.

At this time, no one paid attention to the horror contained in the voice, and there was a trace of fear!

Although it was shielded by the treasure light, all the people present were all great grandmasters and powerhouses, and that dried corpse obviously had no life, so how could it be brought back from the dead?

Moreover, Wu Ming's series of actions seemed to have been expected and had been waiting for this opportunity.

Even if you don't believe it, it's actually so.

From the very beginning, he had sensed that the aura in the jade pillar was extraordinary, and there was a hidden abnormality, but the dried corpse was indeed dead.

It's dead inside and out!

But in the jade pillar, two hidden breaths are fighting fiercely, but it is also an indisputable fact.

If you were any person, even if it was a sage, I am afraid that you would not be able to see through the jade pillar with a forbidden aura, but Wu Ming has a mountain and sea boundary pearl!

Coupled with the abnormality of the three-legged golden crow, all kinds of signs indicate that a strange edge in the two breaths is mostly related to Mo Zangfeng.

Therefore, Wu Ming has not used the killer weapon to directly kill the Black Jade Dragon Emperor and the skeleton monster, but has been fighting endlessly, waiting for an opportunity.

In addition to being afraid of these two powerful demons, he is even more afraid of the three-legged golden crow, a chaotic relic!

Although he took a bit of a risk, but fortunately, everything was right, and all the hole cards of the three-legged golden crow were consumed in the big battles, and in the end, only a wisp of true spirit remained, and he suppressed it.

"Hoo ......"

Mo Zangfeng slowly exhaled a breath of scorching breath, the light on his body gradually faded, and his eyes returned to clarity, after seeing Wu Ming, he was stunned for a moment, and then said happily, "You really didn't die!"

"I won't die if you die!"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes, the last bit of vigilance in his heart dissipated, looked Mo Zangfeng up and down, and teased, "Not too old, not a small capital, even if you become a birdman, don't be an exhibitionist!"

"Uh......"

Mo Zangfeng subconsciously lowered his eyes, his handsome face was pupiled, his hands were covering the vital point, and he was ashamed that he even forgot the most basic ability of a martial artist.

"Stupid, run the true yuan!"

Wu Ming covered his face, this simple year is really hopeless!

"Hah!"

Mo Zangfeng snorted, the red white light and shadow around him flickered, turning into a set of gold and white armor, which was even more handsome and extraordinary, only a pair of red gold wings behind him, which looked extremely abrupt, but had a different kind of beauty!

Click!

But in front of everyone's eyes, the wings that represented the three-legged golden crow bloodline talent shattered like broken glass, spilling on the jade pillar, blinking into it.

"It's so bold, even the bloodline talent of the Chaos Demon God has been sacrificed!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up and he praised with a smile.

"My generation of men, no fake foreign objects!"

Mo Zangfeng smiled proudly, just like the cold-faced young man back then, his pride was staggering, even if he suffered the disaster of extermination, and the teacher betrayed!

He is still the famous little knife king in the Northern Regions, a pure swordsman who doesn't talk much!

"Sassy bag!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, suddenly stepped forward and slapped Mo Zangfeng's bald head, slapping him to the ground.

"Hit me again!"

Mo Zangfeng covered the back of his head, his face full of annoyance, and there was no smile in his eyes.

"Ahh

Wu Ming waved his hand casually and threw a ball of golden light over.

Mo Zangfeng grabbed the Golden Crow True Spirit, and a complicated color appeared in his eyes, but after an instant, he turned around and sent it into the jade pillar.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming's smile became stronger at the corner of his eyes, and he said lightly: "We brothers haven't seen each other for a few days, send away these miscellaneous pieces, and then have a good chat!"

"Hey!"

The corners of Mo Zangfeng's mouth were grinning, and his eyes were like knives.

Zhou Xiang and the others were silent, trembling like quails, and no one dared to move.

Even if the two of them were not involved at all, and there were no abnormal movements, it was just scary.

As if the natural enemy was in front of him, the king instinctively felt surrendered in front of him, which was a natural coercion from the life level!

"Stop him!"

The Black Jade Dragon Emperor screamed, and had already fled far away, but he still couldn't stop trembling.

No matter how noble her background was and how powerful her strength was, in front of this young man of the human race who had been reborn in Nirvana, she seemed to feel the suppression of a natural enemy.

This kind of feeling, even in the face of a few peerless Tianjiao in the Purple Moon Demon Clan, has never been experienced!

Swish!

No one saw how Mo Zangfeng moved, but as soon as he saw a flower, he appeared under the shield of treasure light, and there was already a red flame dragon pattern treasure knife in his palm.

Call!

There was no terrifying knife momentum, let alone majestic sword intent, only a warm sword light like a spring breeze swept by.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, like falling into an ice cellar, and they couldn't stop their legs from swinging.

"Pretend to be a ghost, die ......"

The skeleton monster was the first to resist this fear, and rushed towards Mo Zangfeng with a roar, trying to hide his fear with madness and inspire even a little bit of courage.

Whoa!

More than a dozen Bone Demon Emperors, the black demon flames in their eyes were extinguished almost at the same time, and they fell to the ground in no particular order, and finally there were skeleton monsters.

"You...... ...... the hell What an east ......"

The skeleton monster seven or eight feet high, before the words were finished, it was like pushing gold and inverting a jade pillar, prostrate at the feet of Mo Zangfeng, as if bowing to the king, offering the most sincere piety - life!

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he nodded secretly.

Compared to Mo Zangfeng's Divine Consciousness Knife, although he found another way and had good power, he was a little worse after all, and he definitely couldn't do it so lightly.

Of course, this is only the present, and many of his things are not yet perfect!

Boom Boom!

Dozens of Flame Demon Emperors burst out with almost all their potential, and even did not hesitate to use their hearts to urge the Demon Flame Sky Canopy in an attempt to trap and kill Mo Zangfeng.

To be precise, after seeing the power of Mo Zangfeng's sword, he had already given up the idea of being trapped and killed, and only the only thing left was to block the enemy and fight for enough time for his young master to escape.

"Look!"

Mo Zangfeng's expression became colder, and the knife in his hand was not beautiful, but he just turned it upside down and held it, and even the dragon flame that flickered outside was absorbed into the blade, leaving only a red-white golden knife.

Laugh at!

One knife in the sky, the invisible sword qi annihilates the body, and the other knife penetrates the void, killing the demon soul!

With just two swords, the Demon Flame Heavenly Canopy, which was enough to trap and kill the more than twenty Terran Grand Master Martial Artists present, broke through, and dozens of Flame Demon Emperors were wiped out.

"Phaseless and formless, this is the real phaseless knife!"

Wu Ming was amazed.

I have to say that Mo Zangfeng's sword technique has really reached the level of his divine skills, and even he is inferior in use.

Even if his martial arts true intent is almost back to the basics!

If Wu Ming's martial arts is the path of artistic conception, then Mo Zangfeng's knife is a pure knife, pure control of power!

A person's strength, no matter how high the strength is, is difficult to achieve 100% power in every bit of power.

Wu Ming's own martial arts true intent far surpassed that of the same level, so he was infinitely close to this realm, and the higher and purer Mo Zangfeng's control of power, the same infinitely closer.

Although they are two extremes, the road is ruthless, and the different paths lead to the same end!

Zhou Xiang and the others were already numb, and one Wu Ming was enough, and the appearance of Mo Zangfeng overwhelmed the last bit of luck in their hearts.

Three swords, slash the emperor who is not weak in talent and has extraordinary combat effectiveness in the half-hundred demon clan, this kind of strength, even ordinary half-saints can't do it!

But it wasn't over, Mo Zangfeng's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was gasping for adjustment, but he casually threw the knife in his hand forward, and the Dragon Flame Knife disappeared without a trace in an instant, but the next moment it appeared again in his palm.

Even if you see it with your own eyes, you are dazzled, but in fact, it really disappeared in an instant!

"Ahh

In the distance, an earth-shattering scream came to an abrupt end, but he saw the Black Jade Dragon Emperor, who was about to fly out of the reef island, rushing headlong to the ground.

Airplanes!

But before he fell to the ground, a completely black light suddenly poured out from his body, outlined into an extremely strange pattern, as if a vertical eye blinked, and the Black Jade Dragon Emperor disappeared with it, as if it had never appeared.

"Humph!"

Mo Zangfeng's expression was cold, and the Dragon Flame Island in his hand let out a long roar, and it had a tendency to swing again.

"There's no need for it!"

Wu Ming took a sip of wine and said lightly, "It's just a physical body, it's not worth it!"

"Goo-toot!"

The martial artists swallowed their saliva, and then they knew that Mo Zangfeng did not miss, but really killed the other party from such a distance.

It's just that the Black Dragon Royal Clan, which has such an extraordinary status, must have extremely precious death-substituted treasures on their bodies, and I am afraid that they will inevitably appear again in the future.

Yan Zangfeng pursed his lips, put away the knife and returned, grabbed the wine jug, and unceremoniously raised his head and poured it until the end, throwing it away.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at Zhou Xiang and others.

"Let's go, tell the people outside that the demon calamity is ahead, and this king is unwilling to create any more killing, set off infighting, and put away those useless thoughts!"

Wu Ming glanced at the Terran warrior who was as well-behaved as a quail, and said indifferently, "But next time, I will blame the ruthlessness of this king's men!"

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

Without waiting for Zhou Xiang and other leaders to speak, some people couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere and took the lead in leaving.

In the end, no one said much, just left a few bright words, and hurried away, without waiting for the reinforcements who didn't know if they would come!

Shout!

Wu Ming flicked the purple bamboo fishing rod, and the three-legged golden black corpse thousands of zhang away flew up automatically without wind, and landed on the top of the stone pillar without any hindrance.

Boom!

With a casual sword, Mo Zangfeng slashed it into a red flame blood mist, swaying on the stone pillar, and disappeared into it in the blink of an eye.

Knock knock!

The sound of a heart beating as if the red light on the surface of the stone pillar flashed one after another, accompanied by a stronger and stronger heat wave!

Faintly, in the gradually transparent stone pillar, there seems to be a shadow that is becoming more and more condensed, as if it will break through the momentum of the stone pillar at any time, and it is getting stronger and stronger!

"No wonder you kid survived!"

Wu Ming was slightly surprised, but there was a hint of clarity in his eyes.

If it weren't for this powerful vitality, it would never be possible to resurrect Mo Zangfeng's scorched corpse, and now there is still a surplus to revive the three-legged golden crow true spirit.

Of course, if it weren't for the talent of the Chaos Demon God such as the Three-legged Golden Crow, even if Mo Zangfeng had great ability, it would be impossible to reverse life and death and obtain great benefits!

"Hey ......"

Mo Zangfeng scratched his head and looked at the side of the reef with a frown.