Wu Mian rushed into the cultists and directly began to kill, and in a dozen breaths, more than a dozen cultists had already died in his hands.

Relaxed.

A few days ago, Wu Mian was hit enough by the barbarians, and any barbarian he met could pose a big threat to him, especially the last barbarian, and he was injured a little, which made him eager to improve his strength.

But now, when facing this group of cultists, Wu Mian only felt simple and relaxed.

The cultists who broke through the army's defense line and slaughtered all directions before were in Wu Mian's hands, and they were like lambs, and they had no strength to fight back.

It can be said that Wu Mian's strength is now among ordinary people, and he can already be regarded as a killing machine.

Of course

And that's just among the average person.

Thinking of this, Wu Mian felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"I'll help you ......"

Just as Wu Mian was on a killing spree, a figure wearing a reflective suit suddenly burst out of the alley, took a stride under his feet, and the figure moved out about four or five meters horizontally, and slashed through the neck of a cultist with a sword in his hand.

Under the inertia of force, the cultist spun around on the spot, and then fell to the ground.

Then, the blood ran down the crack in his neck and gradually flowed to the ground, and his body trembled a few times, and then he stopped moving.

After finishing off a cultist with a sword, the warrior began to move closer to Wu Mian, as if he wanted to join Wu Mian.

But just as he was approaching Wu Mian about three meters, his feet suddenly accelerated, wrapped around his figure, and one step across a distance of several meters, the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Wu Mian fiercely.

didn't wait for his figure to approach, only to feel that there was no trace of Wu Mian in front of him......

Although the other party did not hesitate to kill his companions in order to pretend to be his own person, under the positioning of the skill card, the other party's actions were obviously redundant, and Wu Mian had long known the identity of the other party.

With the sudden attack of the cult warriors, Wu Mian took a few steps sideways with an understatement, and with a ghost cut in his hand, he directly cut the neck of the cult warriors.

In Wu Mian's swordsmanship, the fastest and most powerful move belongs to the rain of thorns, and the speed of the attack is about to reach the sound speed level.

In comparison, the speed of the ghost cut is a little slower, but it can also reach about 300, the key is that the force area of the ghost cut is large, and there are many obstacles.

However, after the swordsmanship reached the level of Wu Mian, he could already control the sword wind to a certain extent.

With a flash of sword light, the cult warrior only felt a chill on his neck, and the whistling sword wind followed, blowing blood and figure retreating, and the gushing blood immediately flowed to the ground.

Wu Mian stepped forward with light steps, and the sword was like thunder, instantly piercing his head and coming out from the back of his head.

Wu Mian drew his long sword and turned to look into the alley he had rushed out earlier.

Just in Wu Mian's induction, there was a figure with strong qi and blood, which was approaching step by step.

"Great martial artists, there are also great martial artists among the cultists!?"

Think about it too,

If there were no great warriors among the cultists as their hole cards, how could they dare to launch an attack on the Longmen community.

Wu Mian's fingers holding the sword tightened a point.

These days,

Wu Mian dealt with several barbarians, and in his cognition, the strength of these barbarians should be no different from that of the great warriors.

But

He hasn't really made a move with the great martial artist yet, and Wu Mian is not sure enough.

The other party walked very slowly, and stepped forward step by step, as if he was deliberately trying to put pressure on Wu Mian.

Wu Mian took a breath and suppressed the qi and blood that was floating in his heart: "I've even killed several barbarians, and I'm still afraid of him!?"

Just when Wu Mian was thinking viciously, he suddenly felt something......

"Bad ......"

Wu Mian's face changed, and then he understood why these cultists chose to attack from the gate so openly and brightly?

The reason is simple:

The other party did this in order to attract troops in the community, and then launched a strong attack from both sides and rushed into the community in one fell swoop.

The people who live in the community are either martial artists or the families of martial artists, and the purpose of the other party is clearly revealed......

"These damn things......"

Wu Mian's heart was full of anger.

Compared with the barbarians, these cultists, who are also human beings, are even more ruthless and cruel.

Wu Mian wanted to kill all these cultists, but this was not the time to kill the cultists, he had to go home and protect the safety of his family......

If he wants to give up his small family and protect everyone, Wu Mian can't do it, if he can, he will notify others, which is also the limit of what he can do.

Just without waiting for Wu Mian's figure to leave, the great martial artist suddenly accelerated, rushed out of the alley in one breath, and then a majestic force of qi and blood locked Wu Mian's figure in the air: "Kill me so many people, do you think I will let you escape......"

"Run!?"

Wu Mian didn't bother to explain, and when his spirit moved, the worldview was imprinted in his brain.

The power of qi and blood that was originally suppressed by others suddenly turned into a trickle, and the whole body was running in an instant.

Wu Mian raised his head, and a red light flashed in his eyes: "Death!"

Thinking that his parents might encounter a dangerous situation, Wu Mian didn't want to talk nonsense with others.

Even if the opponent is a great warrior.

Wu Mian directly attacked, and with a force under his feet, even the ground was shattered and exploded, and his body was like an afterimage, with a strong murderous momentum, and he pounced directly on the great martial artist.

The eyelids of the great martial artist jumped, but he didn't expect that the other party could still maintain his strength under his own qi and blood pressure control.

You know,

Although there is only a level difference between the great martial artist and the martial artist, the energy used by both sides is different.

If you compare the two types of energy, one is unrefined petroleum, and the other is gasoline refined through fractionation, cracking, cracking and other processes.

Therefore, as a great martial artist, he has a strong suppression ability for the existence under the great martial artist, which can be regarded as hierarchical suppression.

Now it seems as if the other party has not been affected in the slightest!

"Worldview!?

Just as the great martial artist reacted, Wu Mian had already approached the great martial artist, and his footsteps suddenly sank, and he stabbed straight at the great martial artist with a sword.

A sword stabbed out, and a sharp roar sounded in the space that made people's scalps tingle.

At this time, not to mention other people, even if it was a great martial artist, his face couldn't help but change slightly, he took a step back under his feet, and raised his sword to block.

Seeing that his parents were about to encounter danger, Wu Mian had so many scruples, so he directly saved the mind of temptation and hovering, mobilized all his own strength and means, and stabbed out such a sword with the blessing of the power of earth binding.

A sword stabbed out, and the speed reached the sound barrier, producing a strange shockwave.

When there was a loud bang, the sword weapons clashed, bursting out with blazing sparks.

The long sword in Wu Mian's hand was blocked, but the great warrior also took two steps back, and finally stood firm, but Wu Mian had already stepped up, and without saying a word, another sword stabbed out......

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