The blood light is filled, like the Shura Hell, but the embellishment of the bones is missing.

If Pang Ban's impression of Wu Ming is like an ancient demon god, terrifying and domineering, ruthless, indifferent to everything, but he is not a killing machine. At this time, Xiongfei was like a demon, standing in the sword shrine, and saw that his eyes became red, and his black hair turned blood-red.

It's not that red means evil, but Wu Ming feels like this at this time. This is no longer like a person, more like a devil who runs out of hell, has no bottom line, has no principles, only thinks about killing, thinks about achieving his ambitions, has already lost his persistence for many years, and is confused by foreign things.

However, Wu Ming knew that the mysterious witch god at the critical moment would definitely not sit and watch, and this time he proposed to come in. This kind of fearlessness made Wu Ming feel a little panicked, and he was also fearless that day, thinking that this person would save himself no matter what, but he didn't expect that Shi Jingxuan was in front of him and 'died' for himself. At that time, Wu Ming complained about why the witch god didn't make a move, but the witch god's reply made him wake up to the fact that no matter how strong someone else's strength is, it will still be someone else's after all.

At this time, he found that this kind of thought actually appeared in his heart again, thinking that with the presence of the witch god, he could have no fear, and he would not die. At this moment, he really felt a trace of panic, why did he still have such a thought in his heart for no reason? Didn't he plan to become stronger a long time ago? Could it be that after so many days of hard work, it was about to come to naught because of his psychological dependence?

"Impossible!" Wu Ming roared. looked at Xiongfei who was walking over step by step, and felt the look in Xiongfei's eyes that looked at him like fish and meat at his disposal, and he chose to fight without hesitation.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Wu Ming roared angrily, and the leg of the dragon descending god had already been used. The powerful attack force set off a terrifying whirlwind in the sword mound. But Xiongfei raised his hand unhurriedly and used the demon knife in his hand to block this fierce blow. The red pattern on the blade of the knife suddenly erupted with a murderous aura, like countless blood-colored shots trying to capture Wu Ming, and even more like wanting to suck Wu Ming's flesh and blood out.

"Impossible? Hmph, as long as the demon knife is in hand, there is nothing in the world that is impossible for me to fly alone! It's just a giant spot, after all, it's just a mortal body, and this demon knife is rumored to come from the fairy world. It has been handed down from ancient times to the present day. The legendary Ten Central Plains Sacred Weapons are not out, who can match them?" Xiongfei thought that Wu Ming's 'impossible' meant that it was impossible for him to defeat Pang Ban, but he didn't know that it was just Wu Ming's desire to defeat the panicked feeling in his heart.

Wu Ming retreated, panting in his mouth. Suppress the internal organs that want to boil. sneered: "Even if the Ten Sacred Weapons don't come out." This demon knife is nothing more than that. If nothing else, your ancestor Xiongba will be able to suppress it here, and there is also the Eagle Sword left behind by the Eagle Hero. The Nie family's Snow Drinking Crazy Knife and other divine weapons, how much do you think this Demon Sword Village can stop?"

Xiongfei's face turned pale, and Wu Ming's words really spoke to his sore spot. In the classics of the Tianxia Society, some relevant information is recorded. And a divine weapon like the Eagle Knife, it is said that the Eagle left the God of War Catalogue of the God of War will in it, the so-called will, if it is really brought into play, even if there is a Demon Sword Village in hand, he is not necessarily an opponent, just because the God of War Catalog is the cultivation method of the ancient immortals, there is a strong will to remain, and it is a divine soldier, compared with the Demon Sword Village, it is really difficult to say who loses and who wins. As for the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, the origin is even more inexplicable, even the ancestors are afraid of it. And Wu Ming only simply mentioned the sword, as well as the peerless sword and other divine blades.

"Hmph, let you quibble, then what can you do? The reason why my ancestors were able to suppress this knife back then was only because this knife had not been fully recovered, otherwise it would not have allowed the Absolute God to be brought into the Central Plains. Boy, you don't know that there are so many things to do, and you really think that there is a mud bodhisattva master, who is omnipotent and omniscient? What a big joke!"

Xiongfei sneered, and suddenly his figure burst up, and he suddenly swept to the side, a trace of doubt and panic flashed in his eyes.

Why panic? When Xiongfei retreated, Wu Ming saw clearly that behind Xiongba, there were countless long swords, which were those swords inserted into the stone pillar, and some of them even rusted off, looking much thinner than ordinary swords. And even these ordinary iron swords actually rose into the air at this time, although no one controlled them, but they seemed to have spirituality, floating in the air out of thin air, stabbing at Xiongfei.

As Xiongfei retreated, those who also seemed to have sensed and stopped moving, as if they were hesitating to attack Wu Ming. Immediately, in the blink of an eye, the countless long swords began to fly out of thin air, wrapping the entire sword mound secret room, ten thousand swords flew together, there was the feeling of ten thousand swords returning to the sect in the legend, and the long sword could attack Xiongfei so freely under no one's control.

"Bastard, it must be you!"

Xiongfei glared at the stone pillar in the center of the sword shrine, at this time he was attacked by the countless long swords, the demon knife in his hand had danced impermeable, and he fled everywhere in the sword shrine, but he was also a little weak. When facing these swords, the demon sword Muramasa also seemed to become a little depressed, without the previous insolent feeling.

"Hmph, the so-called mysterious master, I want to see how powerful you are, and you want to kill me?

As soon as the words fell, Xiongfei had already flown up, and the demon knife erupted into a ball of brilliant blood, like a huge dazzling red lantern. The sword that was more than ten feet long smashed the ordinary long swords in front of him, and the person jumped out of thin air.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the demon knife returned to its original rampant and terrifying appearance, even more than before.

"Muramasa is the strongest!" There were two black-clothed people at the stone gate, and when they saw Xiongfei like this, their eyes were also full of fire.

The two men in black never left, just stayed quietly at the stone gate and watched. He didn't ask Xiongfei to return the demon sword to them and let them take it back to Fusang. I don't know what these guys think, their behavior is extremely strange. But now that he saw Xiongfei exerting the power of the demon knife, he was so excited that he shouted loudly.

"Buzz"

There were still a few rare swords stuck on the stone pillar and did not move, but at this time, there was a tremor at the same time, and a god seemed to appear in the sword, and a powerful coercion suddenly erupted, causing Xiongfei's speed to stagnate, and he lost his previous crazy and violent momentum.

"Poof" Xiongfei spurted out a mouthful of blood, spraying on the blade of the knife, and the knife instantly turned into nothing. (To be continued......)