One" is it? ”

Chu Ming asked lightly, slowly pulling out the blue red sword from his waist, with a sword in his hand, Chu Ming's momentum changed dramatically in an instant.

If the previous Chu Ming was a sword in the scabbard, and the blade of the sword was somewhat restrained, the current Chu Ming was a sharp sword out of the sheath, and everything that the blade pointed to was to be destroyed.

Endless sword momentum, emanating from Chu Ming's body, seemed to turn into countless sharp swords, and the people around him, just by looking at it, their eyes hurt, as if they had seen something terrible.

Flutter!

The momentum on the two of them collided in an instant, one full of sharpness of the sword, one full of the heaviness of marksmanship, and a miniature light wave that silently spread from the center of the two to the surroundings.

"Kill!"

Zhao Wuhai's eyes widened, and the black spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon entering the sea, passing through the heavy wind and waves, and at the tip of the spear, a little black point of light burst out of sparks, shooting towards Chu Ming.

Zhao Wuhai's spear was extremely fast, but the people around him saw it extremely slowly, as if it had been slowed down countless times, and the silent ripples in the air dissipated.

Flutter!

The strong wind around him was flying, blowing Chu Ming's long black hair standing upright, there was more coldness in his eyes, holding the sword in his right hand, Chu Ming's footsteps were stepping, and the blue red sword slashed out, and suddenly the golden sword light seemed to be a roaring dragon, rampage in the air.

Bite!

The tip of Chu Ming's sword collided with the tip of Zhao Wuhai's spear, and a sound of gold and stone resonating sounded, and countless sparks flew out at the collision, like a rain of fire.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Zhao Wuhai's footsteps changed, and his front foot kicked violently, and a fiery red spiritual power sprung from under his feet, kicking towards Chu Ming's chest, and suddenly, the air between the two was all detonated.

Airplanes!

Chu Ming's sword blade changed, and the blade went up against the trend, the wind howled and swept through, and the boundless wind and waves rolled in it, but there was no way to escape.

Boom!

Lan Chijian and Zhao Wuhai's right foot collided together, and another wind and wave swept away, and a huge force came, and the two of them retreated at the same time, each taking five steps back, and for a while, it was even up and down.

"How is that possible?!"

In the Hu family's camp, the smile on Hu Long's face slowly solidified, in his imagination, if Zhao Wuhai wanted to win, it should be like a devastating victory, but now, according to the situation on the field, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose!

"Good, good!"

The camp of the Lin family looked happy, and Lin Qingxuan even said three good words in a row, which shows the excitement in his heart, and the others also exchanged their heads and commented on the situation on the field.

"Hmph, that's just the beginning!"

Lin Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at Chu Ming with a sneer on his face, no one who had ever seen Zhao Wuhai make a move could not imagine his strength, that kind of power, suffocating, and in his opinion, Chu Ming was undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg compared to him.

"You're worth my all!"

Stabilizing his body, Zhao Wuhai's face was straight, and his right hand steadily grasped the black spear in his hand, leaning on his back, the spear on his body gathered, and he didn't let go in anger.

"If you don't do your best, you'll lose badly!"

Chu Ming said lightly, his body was divided into eight paths in an instant, and many phantoms shrouded Zhao Wuhai, and at the same time, in the palm of his phantom, a red spiritual power flower spread and opened.

"Blood Sea Burial Flower!"

Whoosh!

The eight spiritual power flowers were extremely demonic, and the breath of death flowed slowly on it, and the weeds on the ground turned into hay in an instant because of the spread of the breath of death.

One by one, a full eight blood-colored flowers of spiritual power rose in the wind, detaining Zhao Wuhai in it, and the artistic conception of killing was pervasive, almost instantly, the blood-colored petals quickly closed, and the energy on them seemed to turn into sharp knives, stabbing towards Zhao Wuhai.

Feeling the killing aura on the eight blood-colored flowers, a trace of solemnity flashed in Zhao Wuhai's eyes, and in his perception, the petals closed. It wasn't a petal, it was a mountain that pressed against him, mighty.

"Broken Gun Wheel!"

Sou!

With a slight step of Zhao Wuhai's footsteps, the spiritual power within the dantian broke out without reservation, turning into tiny spear shadows, which finally condensed above his head, forming a spear phantom of more than ten zhang, and the black dragon pattern on it was lifelike.

Rumble!

The spear phantom was mixed with the momentum of thunder, breaking through the heavy qi waves, and directly bombarded the blood-colored flowers, the space oscillated, this blow, the ordinary true path sevenfold martial artist, touched it and died.

Rumble!

The shadow of the spear bombarded the blood-colored petals, and heavy ripples flooded around, and at the same time, a tiny crack continued to crack from the middle of the petals.

Flutter!

A blood-colored flower was shattered, as if it was a chain reaction, and the shadow of the spear shattered the phantom of seven blood-colored petals one after another, which could be regarded as slowly dissipating, and the last blood-colored flower was slowly gathering, and the killing aura on it was extremely heavy.

Zhao Wuhai's eyes narrowed, the fingers of his left hand were gently stretched out, his thumb was lightly clasped, and two spear bolts flew out from his fingertips, shattering towards the last blood-colored petal.

Poof!

With the flying of two guns, the last blood-colored petal was also shattered, however, at the moment when the blood-colored petals dissipated, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, making the skin on his body almost explode!

Poof!

Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Wuhai almost subconsciously bent his body back, slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and retreated backwards, but he still took a step slowly, and a subtle sword light, like a ray of starlight in the night sky, suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Burst......

There was a pain in his chest, and a streak of blood burst out of Zhao Wuhai's chest, and the undetectable blood slowly overflowed from it, which was extremely thrilling, even the Hu family who were present pinched a cold sweat for Zhao Wuhai.

"This person's strength can at least rank in the top seven among the younger generation in Black Dragon City!"

Hu Long's heart was extremely uneasy, and at the same time, he was also secretly guessing Chu Ming's origin, if a martial artist with such strength had no background, he wouldn't believe it.

"Zhao Wuhai was actually injured?"

Lin Qing's face was dull, his face was full of disbelief, and he pinched himself fiercely, as if he didn't believe this fact, even if the Heart-Chasing Son of the Seven Star Sword Sect was only similar to Zhao Wuhai in terms of strength, since Chu Ming and Zhao Wuhai were evenly matched, then he wanted to let the Heart-Chasing Son clean up Chu Ming's idea before, and he was directly defeated.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Zhao Wuhai's face was full of embarrassment, and the black clothes on his body were torn apart from the middle, and blood was entangled, but Chu Ming knew that although Zhao Wuhai looked embarrassed, there was almost no substantial damage.