Wu Ming had a rod in his hand, and appeared outside the Baoguang shield with an indifferent expression, his eyes calmly looking at the air.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Yu Minhong and Cheng Feng squarely.

It was this kind of indifference, or disregard, that made the two of them feel all the humiliation before, and then gave birth to boundless anger.

Why is it that you, a little proton, a weed-like thing, have surpassed them for decades of penance at the age of twenty, and have the coercion of life that countless peers have dreamed of, and have completely embarked on the true path?

A true disciple of the Heavenly Sect, a half-saint apprentice, well-educated since childhood, and all the people he has come into contact with are the world's first-class masters, but he can't stop you?

You are a loose cultivator in the mountains and fields, and you have no roots in duckweed, so dare to meddle in the affairs of the Tianpin Sect?

"You ......"

Yu Minhong and Cheng Feng were full of hatred and anger, gritting their teeth, but after touching Wu Ming's indifferent eyes, their hearts seemed to be splashed with a basin of ice water.

As if the red fruit was stripped naked, all the secrets were exposed to the sun, and I couldn't help but shudder, and all the anger instantly subsided without a trace.

If you don't remember all the information about Wu Ming clearly, you can't believe that this is a young man in his early twenties!

Such insight into people's hearts and the profound light of vicissitudes of life should never be possessed by such young people.

Could it be that this is an old monster who has been reborn or reincarnated?

The two of them couldn't help but think so, but they both denied it, this was too difficult, and no one knew better how harsh the conditions were than them, the children of big forces with extraordinary backgrounds.

If it's really easy, wouldn't the old monsters in the family sect all be immortal?

"Little junior brother, it's the last move!"

Yan Maniac looked at Mo Zangfeng with relief, even though he was covered in blood and embarrassed to the extreme, and even disturbed by the demons in his heart, he was still the Great Sword Sect that dominated the world and was almost invincible at the same level.

Yes, the Great Sword Sect like him, who is brave and heroic, but also loyal and unparalleled, has already fallen into the suffering of demons in his heart!

If it weren't for his amazing kendo attainments, and the fact that the Divine Intention Sect has the power to restrain the demons in his heart, the Yan madman would have gone mad and died mad!

When Wu Ming saw this Great Sword Sect again, he saw his predicament at first glance.

The inheritance of the heart demon gives it the ability to see through people's hearts, although it is not as amazing as 'his heart', but it can vaguely feel the fluctuations of distracting thoughts in people's hearts.

"Senior brother!"

Mo Zangfeng's eyes were red, and he tightened the Dragon Flame Knife in his hand, the green tendons on the back of his hand were bursting, and his arm trembled.

This is to save him from danger, help him grow, teach him martial arts, and shelter him from the wind and rain again and again.

"Go all out, even if you have a great opportunity now, if you don't go all out, there is only one way to die!"

Yan Maniac stroked the blade of the giant sword, but his expression was surprisingly calm, as if he was expressing his determination, and as if he was making a final word and deed.

This Great Sword Sect wants to use his life to tell Mo Zangfeng something!

"Ahh

Mo Zangfeng's blood poured into his pupils, hissed and roared, and he slashed out in an instant.

"Hahaha!"

Yan madmen looked up to the sky and laughed, dancing wildly, and the giant sword was like lightning, cutting through the sky.

Boom!

The intent of the two swords stirred up the wind and clouds, and it actually caused thunder to fall from the sky, which was completely beyond the scope of the great grandmaster's ability.

But looking at the terrifying looks that Yu Minhong and Cheng Feng can't hide, you can see how amazing the strength of these two people has reached!

At this moment, the two of them understood how ridiculous the previous pursuit was, if the Yan fanatics directly broke out with such strength, they would have killed them many times!

Zongmen, what is Zongmen?

Yan Maniac has an indelible brand of the sect on his body, and he has been focusing on the sect all his life, but he was forced to end up like this!

Zheng!

But at this moment, the moment the swords intersected, a purple and gold light and shadow rose into the sky, as if a dragon roared arrogantly, and appeared in the place where the swords clashed.

There was no terrifying momentum, just three blades were almost simultaneously striking in one place, time seemed to stop, and the next moment it was like popping a bubble.

Burst!

With a soft sound, ripples that were indistinguishable to the naked eye, and incomparably fine undulations, instantly swept towards the three figures, but it was like a stormy wave, slapping the three of them and vomiting blood and flying upside down.

"Opportunity?"

Yu Minhong and Cheng Feng were shocked at the same time, they glanced at each other, and they both saw the intention in each other's eyes, but they were extinguished in an instant.

Such strength is beyond the scope of their response, even if they are seriously injured.

"Why?"

Yan Maniac knelt on the ground with his sword, his wound cracked, blood flowed sideways, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Wu Ming.

He didn't understand why this young man, who had never intended to make a move from the beginning, would stop him at the last moment, with the other party's cleverness, he shouldn't have failed to see it.

"As soon as Brother Yan died, it was worry-free, but I don't want my brother to bear the notoriety of killing my brother and feel guilty for the rest of my life!"

Wu Ming's eyes were cold, and he no longer had the kindness he had when facing Yan Maniac before, as if he was looking at an irrelevant stranger.

"You...... Poof!"

Yan Maniac was furious, spat blood from his mouth, and said sharply, "Are you saying that I want to use one death to hook the demon in the heart of the little junior brother?"

"Big brother!"

Mo Zangfeng frowned slightly, and in a hurry, he finally said what was in his heart.

Of course, this is not for Yan fanatics, but for Wu Ming, as early as many years ago, this young swordsman who didn't talk much had already accepted another cynical young man!

In his heart, there are two closest people in the world, one is Yan Maniac and the other is Wu Ming!

As for the Divine Consciousness Sect Sage who had only met a few times, but allowed him to fend for himself, there was no comparison between the two of them at all.

"You're wrong!"

Wu Ming indifferently wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, "The demon calamity is raging, and the personal honor and disgrace are not enough, so you should save your useful body and go to the demon cave to fight!"

"You ......"

Yan Maniac's eyes were red, and his heart said that it made sense, if I didn't know your life, I would almost believe what I said.

The point is, the sword instinct told him that Wu Ming never thought like this, but he couldn't refute it, did he really have to die under the Mozang blade to make his inner demons breed to be satisfied?

"Ahh

Yan Maniac was furious, slashed his sword on the ground, turned around and left.

"Big brother!"

Mo Zangfeng took a step forward, but did not call back.

He sensed that something was missing, getting farther and farther away from him, seeming to ...... It's hard to see each other again!

Wu Ming's indifferent gaze glanced at Yan Maniac like a knife, and the murderous intent in his heart flashed, and he didn't make a move in the end.

Under the secret technique of the Heart Demon Inheritance, the little bit of thought fluctuation in the Yan Maniac disciple's heart couldn't hide it from him at all.

But it was precisely because of this that Wu Ming understood that many of the Yan Maniacs' decisions were not made by their own hearts, but were disturbed by their inner demons, otherwise Wu Ming would not have stopped them at all, or even let them leave.

On one side is the sect, and on the other side is the junior brother, which really stumped this Great Sword Sect!

Perhaps, this is also its charm, if it can make a breakthrough in the demon tribulation, its future achievements may not be lost to Wang Jing, Wang Shouming and others, it depends on whether it can overcome this hurdle!

But Wu Ming knows better whether he can step through or not, the two will eventually become enemies, because the contradiction between Mo Zangfeng and the Divine Intention Sect is already impossible to reconcile!

The hatred of exterminating the clan and destroying the family can only be washed away with blood!

Yu Minhong and Cheng Feng opened their mouths, left nothing behind, turned around and left, even if there were still hidden means on their bodies, they didn't dare to do anything more.

I'm really scared......

"Cry if you want to, no one will blame you!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Hahaha!"

Mo Zangfeng raised his head and laughed wildly, bleeding nonstop, and his sadness was irrepressible.

Today's battle completely broke with the Divine Consciousness Sect, and also sounded the war drum of revenge!

But in the end, he is a peerless swordsman, his heart is strong, rare in the world, and he quickly calmed down, just like the cold and arrogant young swordsman back then, but he is more mature and stable.

It's just that after life and death, Nirvana was reborn, and he just woke up and encountered such a bad thing, which really embarrassed him!

Throughout the life experiences of the two, there is a striking similarity, perhaps it is precisely because of this that two people with completely different personalities look at each other!

"There's some trouble outside, if there's nothing important, just leave with me first!"

Wu Ming glanced at the top of the road.

"Hmm!"

Mo Zangfeng looked at it, shook his head slightly, and turned to look at the path where the stone pillar was, "It's just that the three-legged golden crow is still reshaping its body, if nothing else, it will wake up soon, but I can't grasp the time, if someone comes to make trouble......"

"Huh!"

Wu Ming was cold, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and a wisp of essence flashed in his eyes and said, "Back then, this guy had a wisp of residual true spirit, wanting to invade your body, and when he was born, he showed murderous intentions to me, if it weren't for your strong will, I'm afraid I would have been annoyed at the time, but now I deserve to suffer this catastrophe." ”

"That's not good, is it?"

Mo Zangfeng's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he hesitated, "It must be a Chaos Relic, even if this is where its fall is, there may not be no other place where it can be reborn, and it will ...... then."

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to kill it, I'm going to end the cause and effect!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly, casually touching his eyebrows.

Rumble!

A tall figure like a mountain suddenly appeared, setting off a majestic wind, bringing the power of the mountain, and it was a giant composed of mountains and stones!

Its aura is so thick that it is many times stronger than that skeleton monster, and it is the mountain djinn - Shanpan!

"It's ......"

Mo Zangfeng was surprised.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of Shanpan, and he could clearly perceive that its huge size was not vain, but truly explosive!

Click!

It's just that as soon as Shan Panfu appeared, another coercion suddenly came, and the pressure of Shan Pan's whole body exploded endlessly, and there were countless earthy yellow lines flashing on the surface of his body, as if he was cracked, and he wanted to collapse.

"Go ahead, it's your chance!"

Wu Ming flipped his palm, took out a jade jue like a flame, pinched his fingers with both hands, punched it into the heart of Shanpan's eyebrows, and conveyed the order to him through his mind.

"Uh-huh!"

Shan Pan nodded innocently, patted his chest, turned around and shook three steps, but walked towards the stone pillar with great determination.

Surprisingly, the shield of the treasure light did not work against him either, and after entering it without hindrance, the mountain rock grabbed the stone pillar directly, and the whole fell to the ground, and soon disappeared.