The sword light crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and the blood light mixed with a strange black light flashed on Wu Ming's right shoulder, and the lightning flashes with a pale face retreated, shaking his arms with lightning speed.

Phew!

With a loud phoenix roar resounding through the void, Wu Ming suddenly soared into the air like an eagle for dozens of feet, and flew away towards the west at great speed.

Whew!

But what made his pupils shrink suddenly was that eight incomparable jet-black sword lights, like maggots on tarsal bones, followed by shadows, and they were actually the last to come, instantly enveloping the front, back, left and right, and overlapping and sweeping inward.

"No regrets!"

In a hurry, Wu Ming flipped his palms and slapped it down.

Buzz!

The sea suddenly sank, forming two huge palm prints, and dozens of huge waves soared out of the air, submerging Wu Ming's figure, but the waves were immediately shattered by the sword.

"Boom!"

Wu Ming snorted, staggered and fell, Kankan stopped on the surface of the sea, kicked down hard, and flew backwards at the same time, when he saw that there were seven or eight deep blood marks crisscrossing his arms, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were faintly shocked, "Such a strong sword qi, it can ignore Long Yi, and ...... Contains demonic energy!"

Poof!

Almost at the same time, at the place where it had just fallen, eight jet-black sword rays suddenly shot out, and strangely chased after it in the direction of escape.

Before the sword qi arrived, the fierce wind, swept Wu Ming's hair and danced wildly, and even cut off a few strands of hair.

"Five Tibetan Furnaces!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, ignoring the unfavorable environment, and grabbed his right palm fiercely forward.

Buzz!

The golden body projection waved the flame furnace, and the sonic boom of the smashing suddenly exploded, colliding with the eight sword rays, exploding into a monstrous wave, but what was shocking was that the sword rays actually smashed the furnace, only dimmed for a few minutes, and turned into a sword net again, and the trend was unabated to envelop Wu Ming.

"Kirin stomps on the ground!"

Wu Ming's temples twitched, he took a deep breath, sank his waist immediately, stretched his arms in a circle, and overlapped his palms.

Roar!

The projection of the golden body flashed slightly, and between the overlapping mountains, the phantom of the unicorn loomed, the front hooves were raised, and the tower was fiercely aimed at the sword net, and in the sharp sound of the golden iron, the energy splashed, and after only half a breath, the sword net cut the palm shadow, and continued to advance inward!

Dangdang, in the rapid and piercing sound of gold and iron, the eight Xuanjin rings surged and collapsed, and finally slightly restrained the speed of the sword's advance.

"Grandmaster!"

At this time, Wu Ming finally saw that behind the sword net, a hazy and almost phantom-like dim shadow loomed on the undulating water!

Although it was only a glance, he could still see that the strong man who displayed such a powerful and strange sword technique was a strong grandmaster!

Since the breakthrough of the physical body, its clear pseudo-divine power, the power has been further advanced, and it can see more things in the past, and after that shadow, there is a more vague phantom, vaguely communicating the aura of heaven and earth.

It is not a special image that appears only when he performs special and exquisite martial arts like him, but a vision of heaven and earth between the virtual and the real, triggered by his own qi!

In other words, it is the embodiment of the martial arts master's own martial will—the Dharma Phase!

"Hurry up, this is a half-demon grandmaster, and it's a kendo grandmaster, you are definitely not an opponent!"

Kuye Ancestor also reminded urgently.

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were bitter, he thought, but the key is that the other party won't let him.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the sword net rushed to his face, and the fierce sword aura was compelling, forcing Wu Ming to fold his arms in front of him, and the pale golden light and shadow around his body flashed, and a golden bell phantom appeared in an instant, which was the golden bell jar.

While!

In the piercing sound of gold and iron, the golden bell jar shook violently, and it was shattered by a blow from the sword net, but fortunately, the remaining strength was offset by most of it, and Wu Ming, who was impacted, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body involuntarily flew backwards, crashing into a monstrous wave on the surface of the sea.

But it was this obstacle that Wu Ming got a chance to breathe, quickly took out a life-saving talisman at the bottom of the box, shook his hand and threw it out.

Buzz!

In an instant, the storm roared, rolling up boundless waves and crushing down wildly, trapping the figure in it.

"What should I do?"

Wu Ming swallowed a pill, strongly suppressed the reflux of qi and blood, and ran away.

Although the talisman is strong, it will never kill a grandmaster, even if it is seriously injured, it can't do it, and it can only be trapped for a moment and a half.

Although he had barely controlled the dragon clothes, the level of this treasure was too high, and it was not at all what he could make now, and it was the characteristics of its automatic protector that prevented the strange sword qi from rushing into his heart, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

And in Dragon Flame Island, the reason why this treasure can isolate the sea of fire is only because it is attracted by dragon qi.

"With the Cold Moon Knife!"

Kuye Ancestor proposed.

"You're always joking, aren't you? I haven't practiced this knife at all, even if this knife recognizes me as the master, it is also the best treasure, the divine weapon of the half-step Dao treasure, how can I move the imperial envoy?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

"Even if you enter the grandmaster, you are very reluctant, but if you cultivate the strength of the mixed yuan, as long as you are willing to let the old man take the sword, you can barely exert a bit of power!"

Kuye Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"Mixed Yuan One Qi is the foundation of my cultivation, the innate secret technique, this is ......"

Wu Ming hesitated.

It took a lot of time to get this exercise, and it took a lot of effort, and it was the best foundation innate secret technique that he could get at present, and with this secret technique breakthrough, he could make the innate true qi stronger than one.

The most important thing is that the spiritual roots of heaven and earth that he himself has refined are too complicated, and the exercises of the Mixed Yuan Sect are the best at blending various forces without conflict.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he risked giving the handle to Qiu Qianfeng's hands in exchange for this secret technique.

Now that I have used it, not to mention that the previous efforts have been abandoned, at least the previous hard work will be in vain, and a wisp of essence of the various heaven and earth spiritual roots that have been refined into it is a great loss.

No one knows how much effort he put into it!

"Don't think that the old man will go all out and wipe out a mere grandmaster, the old man can't afford to lose this face!"

Kuye Ancestor said again.

"Good!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and nodded.

This old man is now in the state of the Holy Soul, and it is only the power of one blow, which is not only extremely costly, it takes an extremely long time to cultivate, and most importantly, the Holy Soul is not allowed to be in the world, not only rejected by the rules of heaven and earth, but also contaminated with cause and effect.

He also thought about using the Holy Soul to rebuild and rebuild, and he would never do such a thing that would damage his foundation!

Bang!

After only running for a few miles, I heard a violent roar, the waves collapsed, and I saw a very faint shadow, sweeping on the surface of the sea, chasing after it like lightning, and leaving an extremely long wave on the sea!

"You just inject the mixed yuan energy into the Cold Moon Knife, and leave the rest to the old man!"

Kuye Ancestor instructed in a deep voice, and the Holy Soul followed Wu Ming's divine sense, escaped out of the sea of knowledge, and under the cover of his divine sense, carefully shrunk into a ball of extremely pale luster that could not be detected by the naked eye.

Under the gaze of his holy soul, all things in heaven and earth were invisible, and they were revealed in front of Wu Ming's eyes, after all, his divine sense was used as an obstacle at this time, blocking the rules of heaven and earth for the withered holy soul.

Wu Ming took out the Cold Moon Knife, only to feel an indestructible sharp qi, wrapped in a bone-chilling chill, sweeping through the whole body, the spirit spirit shivered, gritted his teeth and held on, and injected an extremely condensed and crystalline true qi from the depths of the dantian into the Cold Moon Knife along the meridians.

With the blessing of such pure power, only a trace of the shadow of the autumn rainbow flashed on the knife body, and there was no change in the slightest, obviously too far away.

But even so, it is the limit of what Wu Ming can do!

The Kuye Holy Soul took the opportunity to spread and envelop the Cold Moon Knife, instantly reducing Wu Ming's pressure by half, but the feeling of weakness that drained everything made Wu Ming tremble.

The figure noticed something was wrong, and was obviously a little cautious, and he didn't know how bold the artist was, or what he relied on, not only did the speed not decrease in the slightest, but also accelerated a little.

When he came to the half-mile range, Wu Ming suddenly raised the Cold Moon Knife, but he spread his hand steeply, it was too cold.

Airplanes!

The Cold Moon Knife was suspended in the air, as if it was slashing down slowly, and a crescent-shaped transparent knife qi flashed and disappeared.

"Ahh

Almost at the same time, a scream was heard, and a blue-black luster suddenly split in two around the figure, and a large inky mist poured out of it, and disappeared into the sea in the blink of an eye.

"Demon Clan's Magical Powers!"

Wu Ming took a deep breath, endured the feeling of dizziness, swallowed another elixir, and quickly fled westward.

"Half-demon, you have to be careful, the old man is inconvenient to shoot for a long time!"

The voice of the withered holy soul was visibly trembling and a hint of weakness.

Although he joined forces with Wu Ming, he was exposed between heaven and earth, and the loneliness and helplessness of being crushed by heaven and earth could not be completely eliminated even if he was safe.

This feeling is almost equivalent to facing the fangs of a natural enemy!

"Ancestor is cultivated although!"

Wu Ming's heart was awe-inspiring.

At this time, he was in the vast sea, and if an ordinary congenital could kill him, he didn't have time to think about such a coincidence, whether someone in the Dragon Palace deliberately cheated him.

But after thinking about it, it's impossible, the old turtle's methods can wipe him out unknowingly, and there is no need to go through such a lot of trouble.

He didn't know that this scene was watched by the two big people in the Dragon Palace from beginning to end.

"Your Majesty, it's the little guy of the Penglai Immortal Sect! Moreover, it's the power of the Holy Shadow, but it's a little different. It seems that this son has another chance, not as rumored, only His Majesty Xuan Sheng and Dao Ye Holy Monk!"

Turtle old road.

"This little guy is indeed a bit unexpected, and he barely got through!"

The middle-aged man chuckled, unable to see joy or anger, and the look of thought flashed in his eyes, "That half-demon sword sect is the youngest son of Emperor Mo Kui!"

Speaking of which, although Emperor Mo Kui and Wu Xiong have a relationship, they don't have much entanglement, it should be for the fact that Long Miao's gun was taken away back then!

Hehe, it's very interesting, how does Elder Turtle think this matter should be handled?"

"The demons on the other side of the abyss of the prison have been a little restless in recent years, and the Ao Qiong Dragon Emperor has mentioned it many times, and there are not enough manpower, so that the Mo Kui Emperor and the water tribe that are secretly colluding with him this time can help. As for this son, no matter what, it can be regarded as half a water tribe, if you can retrieve the treasure left in the Middle Tang Dynasty, it will be worth the credit!"

The turtle old man's eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster, and he said slowly.

"Third Uncle's treasure, it's time to return it to its original owner!"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, his eyes were gloomy, he sighed and walked away.

The old turtle nodded, bent down to send it off, and with a flick of the light curtain in his hand, it immediately dissipated indifferently, as if it had never appeared.