"I admire you very much, I see that you are not a decent disciple, you can have such a strong combat power, it is really amazing, but unfortunately, you are still a little weaker, in my sand realm, you don't have any chance of victory. Hua Ye stood in place, there were grains of sand flying within hundreds of meters, as long as Wu Ming was in the sand realm, any movement that touched the sand would be perceived by him, and he would control the surrounding sand grains to attack.

Wu Ming wouldn't even have any chance to meet him, he relied on this sand realm, and among the monks of the Spirit Sea Realm, he had not yet encountered an opponent. Seeing him make any moves, the surrounding sand grains all began to move rapidly, Wu Ming, who had been cautious, of course noticed this situation, and immediately clenched his spear, preparing to deal with the next battle, the machine spirit has been withdrawn, he now needs to save his aura and make a fatal blow, otherwise he has no chance of victory.

The moving grains of sand blocked all the vision in front of Wu Ming's eyes, and the killing machine spread, but Hua Ye didn't know that this kind of battle that blinded his vision didn't have much meaning in front of him.

Heart-to-eye, open!

The green light in his eyes soared, and the world in front of him was no longer just grains of sand, Wu Ming also saw the wisps of aura floating in the air, this was the fundamental reason for the other party to control the grains of sand, of course, he also saw Hua Ye hidden in the grains of sand in the distance, the other party could use the grains of sand to cover his figure, but he could not hide his aura fluctuations under the eyes of his heart.

The spear was stabbed, Wu Ming attacked again, he had no chance to escape, in the time he escaped from the sand realm, the other party would definitely be able to kill himself, it was better to take advantage of the fact that the distance between the two sides was not very far now, and he could use the blood pattern to last for another attack.

"Heh, dying and struggling, you are so anxious to die, then I will fulfill you, rest assured, I will keep some of your soul power, and then find a soul refiner to extract your memory, and see why you make me hate me so much!"

The body was pressed for a moment, and at the moment when he paused, two sand cones flew out beside him, straight to the door, the gun swept, the sand cone dissipated, and before he could slap the sand grains that were in the way on his body, the sand cone came again, this attack was simply continuous, he didn't have time to think about it, he had to wave the spear forward, and let the sand particles on his body accumulate more and more.

It may be that Hua Ye saw that the sand cone did not have much effect, raised his hand and waved, there were sand people in the flying sand grains, and he attacked with various weapons, Wu Ming just walked forward alone, with a sand weighing as much as a thousand catties on his body, stepping, waving a gun, and in a world with his eyes and minds, his target was only one person, and that was the source of the aura around him - Hua Ye.

He didn't know how many times he had broken up the sandman, but his body was already covered with large and small scars, he was not an immortal, his two fists were invincible to four hands, he was still injured after all, Hua Ye, who was originally full of confidence, was disturbed by Wu Ming in front of him.

Originally, it was a battle for no reason, facing a monk with a lower realm than himself, and fighting so hard, he had always been regarded as a genius, as if he had been insulted, and the original nameless anger seemed to have found a reason for him to kill the other party.

"Sand Realm - Buddha Country in the Palm of Your Hand!" Hua Ye, who moved the real fire, was no longer the appearance of the hanging child, and used a killing move, the wind and clouds in the sand world changed, and the original sand man collapsed like a pile of sand, blending into the earth, and a huge palm appeared from Wu Ming's feet, and then, the five fingers slowly closed, and the martial arts were famous for the Buddha Kingdom in the palm, and the palm opened all things and mastered all things.

Wu Ming carried the gun in his backhand, looked up to the sky and roared, the sand on his body fell one after another under the power of the roar, dragging the gun forward, even if it is a god and Buddha who controls the life and death of all beings? My life and death, only I can control it.

Hua Ye looked at the young man who was rushing towards him, the resoluteness on his face, and then gradually covered by the closed five fingers, everything was over, he did not leave his soul power according to what he first thought, and the people who died in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand would not leave even a trace of soul power, turning into dust and dissipating into the world.

The huge fist was held in front of him, and there was not much joy after victory in his heart, after all, this was not a fair battle in the first place, suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and on the huge fist clenched in front of him, an undetectable black dot immediately appeared, but this black dot was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, a big hole was broken in the fist, and a black ball flew out of the fist, behind the black ball, it was Wu Ming who was covered in blood, his face was withered, his hair was gray, and he was overused in blood, like an old man who was about to die, but his gaze was still resolute, and the hand holding the spear was not bent.

This blow gambled on his last aura and his last blood, the green light in his eyes had disappeared, but Jiulong and Yifeng were full of energy, pushing the black ball forward together.

"Gathering Starburst!"

Murmuring in his mouth, the black ball exploded when Wu Ming's last trace of spiritual energy was exhausted, and for a while, the place within a few hundred meters was covered by black light, there was no terrifying explosion, and there was no powerful shock wave, just after a burst of black light, the trees and flowers within a hundred meters all turned into powder, leaving no trace, and the ground was a deep pit that was dusty, and it was impossible to see.

The breeze passed, the dust gradually dispersed, Wu Ming lay on the edge of the big pit, dying, the original strong body, at this moment it was like a refugee who couldn't eat enough all the year round, skinny, covered with blood, even if Dao Yi did not lean over at this moment, but the hair was dull and pale, and there was no life in sight.

Niu Mou, who was originally fighting with the huge figure, discovered the movement on their side, he had seen a Gathering Spirit Starburst, but the power of that time was not as powerful as this time, he was worried that something would happen to Wu Ming, and after exchanging a move, he quickly rushed back. As soon as he ran over, he saw Wu Ming lying on a bare land, he had never seen Wu Ming who was so seriously injured, and after the huge figure ran over, he also got into the huge pit, ignoring the two people on the side of the pit.

Niu Mu ran to the edge of the pit, turned into a human form, and quickly squatted beside Wu Ming to pick up the latter, while inputting spiritual energy for him, he quickly turned out the elixir from the space ring and gave it to him, and after a while, Wu Ming, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes, and it happened that it was also at this time that a figure rose up in the big pit.

"I really didn't expect that you would be able to fight to this point, it's a pity, I see that you are already running out of oil, just now that should be your last means of attack, hahahaha, the final winner is still me. The figure stepped out of the dust, the same body was covered with blood, there was no wisp on his body, covered with large and small scars, he had long since lost the appearance of a beautiful boy at the beginning, but he still had the strength to fight, different from the dying Wu Ming.

Niu Mu put down Wu Ming and rushed out, according to the current situation, he can easily kill Hua Ye with a peak combat power of the Spirit Sea, but unfortunately, as soon as he rushed halfway, he was stopped by that huge figure, the two have equal combat effectiveness, if the other party is determined to entangle him, he will not have the opportunity to help Wu Ming at all.

Hua Ye covered his chest with one hand, and with a long sword in the other hand, he walked towards Wu Ming step by step, the dust around him was raised, and the salons raised their heads again, the monks of the Spirit Sea Realm, the spiritual energy reserves are really not comparable to those of the Breaking Hole Realm, after fighting for so long, Hua Ye can still easily use martial arts, Wu Ming can only lie down like a dead fish.

Perhaps, this is really the end, Wu Ming struggled to open his eyes and look at the figure in front of him who was getting closer and closer, and wanted to reach out to pick up the spear beside him, but he couldn't even move a finger.

"Wu Ming, with that sword, with that sword, you can definitely defeat the person in front of you!"

The entangled Niu Mu saw that Hua Ye was about to approach Wu Ming, and he suddenly saw the giant sword behind Wu Ming, he still remembered the terrifying sword in the fierce beast forest that day, if he could really use that sword, the current Hua Ye would not have the power to stop it at all.

Nameless giant sword, Wu Ming can still feel it behind his back, but since he got it, he has always been passively rescued by it, and he has never really tried its power, besides, his mission is to seal this magic sword, if he uses it without authorization, will he unlock the seal of the magic sword in advance?

"Wu Ming, what are you waiting for? Use a sword!" Niu Mou shouted heartbreakingly, he was already playing hole cards frequently, but the "person" in front of him similar to sand was really difficult, the attack did not work, it would soon recover if it was broken, and the illusion did not work, the other party just stopped him and did not let him leave.

Wu Ming was indifferent, the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, the blood qi was insufficient, and even the blood lines could not be stimulated, and the soul power was not even gathered into the soul now, and could only be used to open the heart and eye without the ability to attack.

At this moment, he didn't have the slightest fear, nor did he worry, his heart was extremely calm, he forgot hatred, and he forgot the pain, the things and people he encountered in his life, one by one crossed in front of him, the righteousness of the family and country, brotherly friendship, blood and blood relatives Everything he once had, but everything dissipated in his life.

What is the purpose of cultivation? Since all the things that I cherish have dissipated, why do I still have to live, and I have to work so hard to become stronger, stepping on the mountain of corpses and blood, step by step to the present, what is it for, is it really that I am afraid of death to this point?

"Xiao Ming, you will be the little general of the General's Mansion in the future, but you can't forget us, remember to come back to see us often. ”

"Don't worry, when I get out of the general's mansion, I'll take all of you to Sunset City to enjoy the blessings. ”

In the spring of that year, he turned around and left the mountain village as a young man, taking on the happiness of the whole village alone.

"Pioneer, do you think we can win this war?"

"Don't worry, I'm here, when the battle is won, I'll go and intercede with the general, and tell you about my daughter-in-law, hahaha. ”

That night, while drinking around the campfire, the soldiers did not worry about tomorrow's battle.

In that desert, countless loyal bones were buried, that snow covered dozens of graves, and in front of the cottage, Aunt Chen breathed in his arms.

He has lived to the present, not because he is afraid of death, but because he is afraid that after he dies, when he sees those who have died, they will blame themselves for not avenging them, and they are even more afraid that they are dead, and no one will protect the living and let them be hurt by others; He has seen too much of that regret and doesn't want to have it anymore, there are too many people he cares about dissipating in front of him, and in the future, he doesn't want to have any more.

That's why he practiced and why he got to where he is today!