On Moyun Island, the war continues.

At this time, whether it was the battlefield of metamorphosis or the battlefield of the soldiers, the Wei Navy had the absolute upper hand.

The black-robed old man became more and more impatient the more he fought, and Xu Fu on the other side, with one hand palm, made him perfect, and he couldn't break through his defense at all, so he could only use it with him so hard.

I don't know if the letter for help will be delivered, when will the support arrive, and if no one comes to support yet, I guess I won't be able to last long.

Looking at the battlefield of Wei Ming and Fang Xuanling, the two were still fighting guerrillas, and the black-robed old man shouted: "Sect Master, we can't go down with them, we are about to lose it." ”

When Wei Ming heard the shouts of the black-robed old man, he was startled, glanced at the other battlefields, his expression changed greatly, all the battlefields were at a disadvantage, and several people were already injured, and they were about to be unable to withstand it.

Immediately gritted his teeth, mobilized the true yuan of his whole body, and shouted: "Heavenly Demon Dafa." ”

In an instant, Wei Ming's momentum skyrocketed, his demonic aura soared, his black hair moved with the wind, and his blood-red eyes stared at Fang Xuanling.

Feeling the explosive power in his body, Wei Ming licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty look, and said to Fang Xuanling in a hoarse voice.

"Truly, this time it depends where you run. ”

Fang Xuanling's expression was solemn, he was originally half a pound and eight taels with Wei Ming, but now that Wei Ming has urged the secret method, his strength has risen sharply, and he may not be an opponent.

However, this secret method must have a time limit, as long as it can delay the time for him to break out, his strength will definitely decline after that, and then he will be slaughtered by others.

This is also a secret method that will not be urged until the moment of life and death, obviously, Wei Ming felt that the Demon Cloud Sect had reached the point of life and death at this time, so he did not hesitate to urge the secret method.

"Suffer death. ”

Wei Ming raised his right fist and suddenly disappeared in place.

Fang Xuanling's pupils shrank, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only barely point out.

In an instant, a "boom" sounded.

Fang Xuanling couldn't help but take a few steps back, and before he could react, Wei Ming threw another punch.

Each punch carried a sonic boom that burst the air, constantly swinging towards Fang Xuanling.

"Haha, you're running, look at how this seat ends your life. ”

The more he fought, the more enjoyable Wei Ming couldn't help but taunt, before Fang Xuanling relied on his fast body and kept dodging, which made Wei Ming very aggrieved, and now he broke out the secret method, and his strength soared, he could completely ignore Fang Xuanling's speed, and he could only force him to defend head-on.

Fang Xuanling kept a calm face, ignoring Wei Ming's taunts, and just focused on defense, although each punch of the opponent carried a huge and incomparable power, constantly allowing himself to retreat.

But he also took the opportunity of retreating to constantly unload the power of the opponent's fist, in fact, the power that really hit him has been weakened a lot, and Fang Xuanling can bear it.

But in order to hold Wei Ming back, Fang Xuanling could only pretend that he was invincible, and kept retreating to create an illusion that Wei Ming was about to win.

In this way, Wei Ming's fists could hit Fang Xuanling, Fang Xuanling kept resisting, kept retreating, and his face gradually turned pale, giving people a feeling that he was about to be unable to hold on.

After a while, Wei Ming gradually became impatient, he had been fighting with the other party for a long time, and he hadn't won the other party yet, just watching the other party being defeated by himself, as if he was about to be unable to hold on, but he just couldn't fall.

"Kidding me?"

Wei Ming snorted violently, and suddenly became angry.

"I want you dead!"

Suddenly, Wei Ming burned some of his essence blood, and his momentum rose again.

"Devil's Fist. ”

Wei Ming shouted, raised his right fist, and suddenly the momentum stirred the heavens and the earth, the wind roared, blowing away the clouds in the sky, and the vitality converged at Wei Ming's fist, forming a huge and incomparable whirlpool, constantly rotating, absorbing all the vitality around him.

A punch smashed into Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling is also extremely decisive, originally his own strength was a little weaker than Wei Ming after urging the secret method, but now that the other party is burning essence and blood, his strength has risen again, and he will definitely not be able to stop it if he doesn't go all out.

He snorted lightly: "Lingyuan Divine Finger." ”

A vast True Yuan continued to condense and compress at the fingertips, gradually exuding an aura of destruction of everything, and after the Lingyuan Divine Finger was formed, Fang Xuanling pointed out and met Wei Ming's fist.

"Boom"

The earth-shattering explosion sounded, a dazzling white light lit up, accompanied by a huge and incomparable shock wave emanating from the place where the two were fighting, and in the rest of the battlefield, those who were mortal and low-weight stopped one after another, transporting their whole body True Yuan to resist this impact.

Only if you are tall and heavy, you can not be affected, but the fight has slowed down a little, and I want to see how the two of them will fight this time.

When the white light dissipated, everyone fixed their eyes.

Fang Xuanling's hair was scattered, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he had already taken more than a dozen steps back from the position of the hand.

Wei Ming, who was looking at him, stood in place, his expression was calm, but his face was slightly pale, and his right hand still maintained the appearance of waving a fist.

When the rest of the people saw this situation, their expressions were different, and the people of the Demon Cloud Sect were overjoyed, thinking that their own sect master had the upper hand and would soon be able to kill the other party, and then assist themselves and the others to repel the enemy who came this time.

And the people of the Wei Navy were solemn, if Fang Xuanling couldn't stop the other party's sect master, then the extermination of the Demon Cloud Sect at this time was likely to fail, and they would pay a lot of price.

"You are really strong, this seat has already burned essence blood, and I can't help you. ”

Looking at Fang Xuanling, who was in a mess, Wei Ming said calmly.

Fang Xuanling coughed and chuckled: "Fang Mou is just a fluke, if he comes again, Fang Mou may not be able to stop it." ”

Wei Ming didn't squeak, looked around, took a deep look at the Demon Cloud Island, and then at the people of the Demon Cloud Sect who were still fighting, and said bitterly: "This seat is not a qualified sect master, the Demon Cloud Sect has done a lot of evil, this seat had expected to be cleansed, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed in the hands of this seat." ”

After speaking, he looked at Fang Xuanling Zhengse and said: "But although this seat is not a qualified sect master, it is not at the mercy of others, so prepare to take my last move." ”

Then, ignoring Fang Xuanling, he instantly burned all his essence and blood, preparing to send out the final blow, after this blow, no matter what the result was, he would definitely die.

"This move is the condensation of the essence and blood of the whole body of this seat, so it is called the Demon Cloud Fist. ”

After speaking, a punch hit Fang Xuanling.

A punch that condensed all the essence of Wei Ming, with a momentum that swept everything, pressed towards Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling sighed lightly, thinking that this time it would be an easy life, but he didn't expect that he would have to work hard.

secretly transported the true yuan and burned a part of his essence and blood.

It's still the Spirit Yuan Divine Finger, but it's much more powerful than before.

In an instant, the fists and fingers wanted to connect, there was no earth-shattering explosion, there was only the true yuan that was constantly extinguished, at the place where the two were fighting, the real yuan was deadlocked with each other, and each other was annihilated, no one could have the upper hand, neither of the two retreated, nor did they stop, the true yuan continued to pour out, converging towards the place where they were fighting.

The stalemate continued, and the true yuan of the two gradually dried up.

Wei Ming sighed, silently put away the true yuan, and then rushed all over his body, and then detonated.

Fang Xuanling's face suddenly changed, and he moved into the distance, and the people around him also stayed away.

Zhou Tai below also roared, "Form a formation, defend." ”

A moment later, a loud "boom" came from afar.

Everywhere the explosion was, there were slight ripples in the space.

The explosion was accompanied by an incomparably large shockwave, which spread out in all directions in an instant.

This time it wasn't the aftermath of the fight, but the power generated by a Mortal Ninefold self-explosion.

At the first moment when Wei Ming blew himself up, the people around him had already moved away, only Fang Xuanling was not running very far because he was on his side.

Looking at the shock wave coming towards him, Fang Xuanling could only transport the true yuan of his whole body to resist.

In an instant, Fang Xuanling felt as if he was in the midst of a sea of waves, and there was a danger of subversion at any time, so he could only grit his teeth and resist desperately.

After a while, the aftermath dissipated, and Fang Xuanling was also relieved, slowly losing consciousness and falling from the air.

Zhou Tai below, his face changed, and he hurriedly went to pick up Fang Xuanling, and after some investigation, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xuanling was just over-consumed by the true yuan, coupled with the burning of essence and blood, and was hit by the aftermath of the self-explosion, his body couldn't bear it, and he fainted, so he was not in danger of his life, and he would be fine for a few months.

And the people of the Demon Cloud Sect, after discovering that their sect master had exploded, they all felt panicked, their strongest combat power had died, so would they still have a chance to live?

Someone shouted at the black-robed old man, "Elder Black, when will our support arrive?"

The black-robed old man scanned the battlefield around him in despair, and just when Wei Ming blew himself up, at the moment of losing his mind, two Avatar Sevenfold were killed by Zhao De, that Avatar Eightfold was also seriously injured by Zhao Yi, and three of the five Avatar Quadruple were also killed.

Now the other party has freed up two masters of the Eightfold Transformation and rushed towards him.

"Sect Master, the old decay is here. ”

The black-robed old man shouted, just about to blow himself up.

But how could Xu Fu on the other side give him a chance, and he sent out a palm in an instant, interrupting the process of self-detonation.

The black-robed old man who was interrupted and exploded spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then before he could react, he was hit by the two Mortal Eightfold, and he was instantly killed.

Losing the two strongest ones, the remaining masters of the Demon Cloud Sect were also killed one by one, even if some people begged for mercy and some people wanted to escape, they didn't succeed, and they all became dead souls under the knife.

After a while, Fang Xuanling woke up and saw the Wei Navy cleaning the battlefield, and his heart was relieved.

Sure enough, he worked hard and killed the other party's sect master, and this war was basically won, and he really contributed a lot!

Secretly praised himself, feeling abnormal pain in his body and weakness all over his body, Fang Xuanling knew that his injury was not light and he needed to recuperate, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.