Under the blow, the waves set off by the two were once again swallowed by the secluded space around them.

No power was passed on to the monks.

The same picture appears.

Even if Wu Shengming strengthened his strength, Wan Li still landed steadily on the wooden coffin, unscathed.

"You junior, it's weird."

This is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, in the middle of the Wuhou Realm, how can he compete with the Martial King Realm!

Wu Shengming was annoyed in his heart and held a long knife in his hand.

"Ah, are you so helpless that you need to use a weapon?"

"What is the origin of the Wuhou Realm, the spirit body dual cultivation is still so strong!"

One monk muttered softly, his face full of disbelief.

Two strokes down.

Now their view of Wan Li is no longer to hit a stone with an egg, but to see how far he can fight with the powerhouses of the Martial King Realm.

Seeing that he had used his real skills, Wan Li glanced at the afterglow and saw that Nan Tianqi was still hanging his head and did not move.

If you are trapped, wait for me to sanction you.

Wan Li's ventriloquist is a word, and his face is still calm and natural.

If you are targeted by this Martial King Realm, you will definitely not be able to get your hands on the Blood Essence Stone next.

"The martial arts that became famous when you were young, see if you can still stop it."

Wu Shengming's eyes froze, and the sword qi in his hand was rampant, and he slashed out.

Where the sword qi passed, it was unremarkable, but the next breath was a spatial tremor that was full of power.

"Something, but it's far from it."

As the words fell, the Heavenly Canopy Body Forging Technique was completely urged, and he jumped up again and threw a punch.

It's still a bland punch, but the terrifying power it contains can only be known to those who have fought against it.

Scold.

In just an instant, Wan Li defeated the sword qi, and his body was raised a little higher due to inertia.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Shengming's sword aura struck, and he was shocked back to the wooden coffin with a bang.

The speed of the impact was much faster than before.

But Wan Li still hasn't retreated.

The divine body of the Xiaocheng realm is already so strong, how can it be cultivated to the Great Perfection.

Wan Li had never seen the physical cultivation of the Great Perfection Divine Body.

Even the Dacheng Divine Body is rare.

"Damn junior."

fought against three moves, and it seemed that all of them ended in a draw.

Even if he was disdainful of Wuhou Realm, Wu Shengming was full of anger at this time.

After being promoted to the Martial King Realm, there has never been such a humiliation.

The long knife in his hand was raised high, the spiritual power of the whole body exploded, the power of heaven and earth surrounded the whole body, and a powerful power instantly enveloped Wan Li.

This is really angry, and no longer spares his hand.

Seeing this, Wan Li only frowned slightly, endured the pain of the meridians, and slowly mobilized the spiritual power that had not been used for a long time.

"Wu Shengming, it's ridiculous to use all your strength to deal with juniors."

At this time, Nan Tianqi seemed to have come to his senses, still lowering his head and uttering a dull word.

The voice was completely different from before.

"Today, you all have to die."

Wu Shengming glanced at him, and he was furious, he didn't care if it was Nan Tianqi or Wan Li.

Two inconspicuous people, provoking themselves in a row.

Wu Shengming has the dignity of being a martial king realm, and he cannot be trampled on by others.

"Then you'd better die first."

Suddenly, Nan Tianqi raised his head suddenly, only to see that his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and his whole face was no longer as white and neat as before.

Instead, the green tendons burst out, and the blood vessels imprinted into the skin, forming lines on the surface.

He can clearly perceive the hot blood flowing in his body.

In his hand, the right hand holding the long sword, as if the qi and blood in his body were too vigorous, slowly dripped some fresh blood from his fingertips.

The blood slid across the sword and fell inside, leaving no traces of blood on it.

Hum!

Hearing this, Wu Shengming snorted coldly and turned the sharp side of the long knife to Nan Tianqi.

Compared with Wan Li, Nan Tianqi is a greater threat.

Swish.

The sword qi fell, from top to bottom, and the space was almost distorted.

I saw that Nan Tianqi didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and he didn't even raise his sword.

"Are you scared silly?"

"Impossible, it is also the realm of the Martial King, how can it be so unbearable, besides, look at that appearance, there is a mystery in it."

It was as if it confirmed what the monks said.

The terrifying sword qi instantly passed through the location where Nan Tianqi was, and the sword qi roared by, and Nan Tianqi's figure suddenly appeared behind the sword qi.

As if passing through the middle of the knife qi, it was easy to avoid this knife.

Then the figure disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Wu Shengming's pupils shrank, his heart trembled, and he raised the long knife in his hand to block it to his chest.

Boom!

The crisp sound of the cold weapon handover sounded, and a spark exploded.

Wu Shengming flew out upside down in an instant, smashing into the stone wall of a section of the main hall at an extremely fast speed, smashing out a large pit and burying his figure.

And Nan Tianqi appeared in the position where Wu Shengming had just volleyed.

Under the blow, the judgment is made.

When the monks watching the play exclaimed, Wu Shengming dragged his embarrassed body and reappeared in their sight.

"It's not close."

Wan Li squinted slightly, and spat out a sentence lightly.

The move that has been brewing for a long time is strong and strong, but if it is only to this extent, Wan Li can be sure that Nan Tianqi will still not be able to beat it.

"Is it really you, you have secretly learned this secret art for so many years?"

Wu Shengming patted his robe and dusted off a little dust.

In addition to indifference, there was also murderous intent in his expression.

Qiang.

The boiling of Nantian's blood made him unable to stay any longer.

If his meridians can't withstand it, it will be a terrible end.

The meridians of the whole body are damaged, like a waste person.

Therefore, as soon as Wu Shengming's words fell, Nan Tianqi's figure flashed like a streamer, slashing towards Wu Shengming.

Swords.

Wu Shengming only defended, he naturally knew that as long as he dragged on, Nan Tianqi's moves would be self-defeating.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, only Wu Shengming was in the air, turning around, waving the long knife in his hand.

Then sparks sparked back and forth with the sword light in the air.

If you can't attack for a long time, your strength will be weak.

Not only Wan Li, but even Zuo Lianyun also saw the true defeat of Nan Tianqi.

"Help me."

Suddenly, I saw Nan Tianqi increase his strength, and a furious sword pushed Wu Shengming's figure towards Wan Li.

Hearing such a shout, Wu Shengming subconsciously glanced at Wan Li below.

At present, only the junior of the spirit body double cultivation has made a move with him.

However, on the lid of the wooden coffin, there was no Wan Li.

I saw Wan Li appear lifelessly behind Wu Shengming, who was flying upside down, with a haloed body, like a god of war possessed.

His hands were wrapped around and directly locked Wu Shengming's neck.

tightly entangled himself with Wu Shengming.

Bang bang bang!

was restrained by Wan Li's physical body, Wu Shengming would not be caught obediently.

Especially when he was so close, Wu Shengming flipped his palm and quickly slapped it towards Wan Li behind him.

Every time, a spiritual power fluctuation shook away from Wan Li's body, like water ripples.

"I'm really not afraid of death."

Wu Shengming let out a low roar and increased his strength, but he didn't see the faint smile on Wan Li's face.