Snort!

The piercing sound of gold and iron scraping was repeated, deafening, and even the soul seemed to be shocked into a trance, centered on the intersection of the palm sword, a layer of light swept away, and the sea of flowers stirred in the sky, and countless petals instantly became powder, and the ashes disappeared.

"Boom!"

Fang Xiren snorted, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was shocked and retreated.

Although he is injured, he is congenital in the four realms, and his cultivation is similar to that of the two, and he can't even bear the aftermath, what kind of power is this?

An inexplicable awe surged into my heart, as if it was from the spiritual pressure of a higher life, and went straight to the soul!

An infinite law phase, a sword intent demon, represents the highest level that the innate martial artists in the world can reach!

Booming and exploding, the two of them collided together like lightning, and the swords in their palms were staggered, bursting out with unparalleled energy, Fang Xiren retreated and retreated, leaving Baizhang enough, before he felt better, but his cheeks still hurt.

As a last resort, I can only puff up the true yuan that I have not recovered much to protect my body, but my clothes have already become a beggar's outfit!

"What a Zhang Pojun!"

Wu Ming was inexplicably excited, and since the beginning of the Wuji Law, he finally met a decent opponent.

The green dragon probes the claws, the phoenix spreads its wings, and the unicorn steps on the ground.

The fierce palm power, very earth-shaking power, and the sword intent that seems to be slow and fast, with softness and rigidity, it is actually a chess opponent, will meet a good talent, comparable!

Compared with Wu Ming's excitement, Zhang Pojun's calm and waveless face was faintly dignified, as a Tianpin sect of the Middle Tang Dynasty, the true legend of the Dragon Gate, and the title of Qianyangzi, not only represents the status, but also the unparalleled status.

Looking at the whole truth, there are only seven people, although he is the youngest, his talent is the strongest, and there is no opponent in his peers, even the entire Zhongtang Dynasty, and even Shenzhou, those who can be compared with it can be counted on one hand!

I never thought that there would be another big Song Wu prince!

"Taiyi Demon Swinger!"

After a long period of attack, Zhang Pojun's swordsmanship changed, and suddenly turned from a spring breeze to a violent storm, and it seemed to moisten things silently, becoming lightning and thunder, vast and immense, and the general trend was brilliant!

Buzz rumble!

For a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the endless mist dispersed, as if there was a scorching sunset, across the void, and it was vaguely seen that behind Zhang Pojun there was a statue of a god who was more than ten feet high, wearing heavy armor, stepping on a turtle, holding a divine sword, and was as powerful as the sky!

It is the true martial demon emperor who is enshrined by Quanzhen, the legendary primeval powerhouse, and the disciples of the descendants are all visualizing this image, cooperating with the sect's mental method, and condensing their own dharma.

But some people only have its shape, not its marrow, and even have some mutilation, but looking at Zhang Pojun's appearance, it is almost exactly the same as what is enshrined in the Taoist temple, which shows how profound his true attainments are.

"True Martial Law Statue!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, he stomped his feet violently, and then withdrew a few feet away, his feet were slightly wrong, and his palms swung up and down, forming a Qi Ao incomparable posture.

Airplanes!

The golden light shines in the world, rises monstrously, traverses all directions, a statue of more than ten zhang high, one hand holds high the red gold furnace, such as the heaven and the earth, there are waves and thunder hidden in the palm of the abdomen, the arms under the ribs, one hand is like a knife, pointing to the sky and the earth, and the other hand is holding up the cloud tower tablet, supporting the sky and the earth.

But what is amazing is that there are three arms behind it, rushing streams, giant trees, and fire clouds, reflecting each other, like a demon god with teeth and claws, wanting to tear the heavens and the earth!

"You're really enchanted!"

Zhang Pojun took a deep breath, and actually saw the Ming King Law behind Wu Ming, his face sank, and the iron sword in his hand pointed far away, and the aura of slaughter was vigorous.

Airplanes!

The back of it really can't make the same movement as if it is alive, a sword swings, like a mountain collapse, endless aura merges into it, turns into a hundred zhang light sword, and slashes down with the momentum of the sky.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming was cold, and rushed forward without hesitation, Ming Wang Fa Xiang faintly roared, like an angry King Kong, seven arms danced wildly, intertwining a colorful streamer between heaven and earth, as if the sky collapsed, and the catastrophe descended into the world!

Buzz!

The Wuzang Furnace was wrapped in wind and thunder, and it picked up from the bottom up, bringing a sonic boom like the sky and the earth cracking, and the light and shadow of the True Martial God Sword that slashed the sky and the earth collided together, and there was a monstrous storm in the first place.

When there was a loud bang, a terrifying light wave that was several times more violent than before swept away to the surroundings, setting off ripples visible to the naked eye, and the ground in a radius of thousands of zhang burst into a burst, like waves one after another, and the nearest hundred zhang range directly sunken into a large pit.

"Poof!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Xiren, who turned around and ran wildly, was swept up by the waves, like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood and being swept away hundreds of feet, drowning in the mess of grass and trees falling from the sky.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Wu Ming and Zhang Pojun snorted in unison, and the skin on the surface of their bodies seemed to be rubbed against the sharp blade of a steel knife, and there was actually a layer of blood mist, and the green tendons on their faces were violent, and the blood poured into the pupils.

"Kill!"

Wu Ming made a mistake under his feet, stomped a deep pit on the ground, and flew up like an arrow from the string, and slapped his chest with a palm.

"True Martial Arts!"

Zhang Pojun's sword was turning, and Qi Ao's footwork loomed under his feet, his movements seemed to be slow, and he left a series of afterimages on the ground, and a sword swung out seven sharp stars, which not only forced Wu Ming's palm strength, but also stabbed Wu Ming's chest with unabated power.

"The great river flows, Senluo fingers!"

Wu Ming stretched out his arms, did not dodge or dodge, his left hand conjured up countless finger shadows, covering the sky, and his right hand was like an angry dragon out of the water, enveloping the power of a river, slapping both sides of the river, forming a left and right flanking trend.

Fight for injuries for injuries, fight for your life!

This is the way Wu Ming has fought on the edge of life and death countless times!

"Humph!"

Zhang Pojun obviously saw his plan, but he didn't turn from offense to defense, and still handed out this incomparable sword, and it was even more rapid by three points.

Snort!

The sword that was as sharp as a meteor fell, forcibly tore through the clothes, pierced the body like a hundred alchemy steel, and the blood flashed out, like a dazzling blood flower.

The palm shadow like an angry dragon shot away Zhang Pojun's body protection true element, and countless finger shadows hit the major vital points around him like a poisonous stinger, as a piece of soft armor shattered, revealing the body surface densely covered with purple and black fingerprints underneath.

"Poof!"

The two people who staggered by stood quietly for a few breaths, bent down and spit blood in their mouths, and then suddenly turned around and looked at each other with cold expressions.

The difference is that although his legs trembled, and the wound was constantly bursting mixed with fierce sword qi and blood, he still stood proudly like a mountain!

The other person shook slightly, and at the moment when he almost fell, he crushed a jade pendant at the end of the hilt, and with a buzzing sound, a blue light appeared, wrapping Zhang Pojun and turning away.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, Taiyi Wuji, True Martial Demon, Wu Ming, you have fallen into the devil deeply, the poor road will definitely find you in the future, don't kill in vain, and isolate yourself from the human race!"

In the distance, there was a magnificent voice of Zhang Pojun's compassion, although he was seriously injured, he was as immobile as a mountain, killing demons and destroying demons!

"Hey, it turned out to be a fool who was brainwashed by sectarian dogma!"

Wu Ming spit out a mouthful of blood foam, his body shook, and he tried his best to take out a pill and take it, but it was difficult to stop the Taiyi sword qi surging in his body, and his face couldn't help but be gloomy and hideous, "Very good, there should be a few more crazy people in this world, and a few more fools to be lively!"

"Don't waste it, this Taiyi sword qi is the world's first-class Dao sword qi, and it is also the secret of the true dragon gate, once it has entered your body, you should take a good look at it, it is enough for you to save yourself from cultivating thousands of sword fingers and countless hard work!"

Just when Wu Ming was about to use his innate skills and forcibly remove the sword qi, Ku Ye suddenly said.

"Am I like a masochist?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

The alien power enters the body, and the rest is easy to say, but this sword qi is incomparably sharp, and it has a true and special sword intent, which is extremely difficult, and the damage to the meridians is great, and the pain can be imagined.

"The old man is just making a suggestion, it's up to you whether to adopt it or not!"

Ku Ye healed the scar and forgot the pain, and put on the posture of a superior predecessor.

"That's it!"

Wu Mingqu connected the dots on his body, and with great perseverance, he put the four Taiyi sword qi into his left hand, and saw that his arm was instantly swollen and swollen, and there were even small scratches that kept swimming, overflowing layers of blood spots.

"Not surprisingly, that little bull's nose should be a peerless Tianjiao of the first rank in the world, although he is on a par with you, but he has his back to Quanzhen, and he has been taught by the saint, the innate path has come to an end, and he will definitely not be your opponent in the future!"

Kuye said.

"Now he should be going to the lower floor, calculate the time, I should almost leave!"

While Wu Ming was healing, he walked towards Fang Xiren who crawled out of the mound, and he was still communicating with Ku Ye in his mind.

"The first on the Zhu Wang list, but you and the red sleeves recruit that Li Twelve Niang is a part of the transaction, don't you want it?"

Ku Ye reminded.

"Well, there are still a few miscellaneous pieces that need to be dealt with, so let's delay it for a few days and solve this matter easily!"

Wu Ming's feet paused slightly, several figures flashed in his mind, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Wu......"

Fang Xiren coughed up blood, reluctantly took a pill, and smiled bitterly and couldn't speak.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you really couldn't believe that an innate martial artist would have such a power without the help of any treasures!

"How's the injury?"

Wu Ming said.

"I can hold on, I really have to thank Brother Wu for taking action this time, otherwise I will be in danger!"

Fang Xiren sighed with emotion.

Back then, the three of them were invited by Jia Zhengjing to gather in Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, to participate in the big auction.

Fortunately, as a descendant of a thief, he is heroic and free by nature, and this little thing does not affect his mood at all, and with this incident, the relationship between the two sides has gone further, far more closely than the one who came to worship the son at the beginning.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, I feel that there seems to be something abnormal in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, so it's better to leave quickly and join them!"

Wu Ming took a deep look at the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and when he first entered, he encountered a poisonous miasma gray snake, but at this time there was no trace, it stands to reason that such a big movement has already led to countless poisonous miasma gray snakes.

"I also feel bad, there is a hidden boiling of blood in the body, which is a sign that something big is about to happen!"

Fang Xiren said solemnly.