The murderous aura came, but when he made a move, he took advantage of the situation to escape into the light gate, and Doro Duoduo's approach immediately made Tu Meng stunned, but when he saw Wei Wuji who was slowly coming, he quickly gathered his mind and prepared to deal with his thunderous blow!

Tick!

A little bit of blood trickled down Wei Wouji's fist and slowly dripped onto the ground, and he struggled to control the tremors of his body as he walked forward.

He said step by step: "On the top of the immortal peak of Luofeng Slope, my human army is facing a hundred races ten times larger than itself, facing the power of destruction in the eternal teleportation space channel, and facing the attack and killing of dozens of half-step innate level kings, as if facing the difficulties and fighting to the death!"

He looked directly at Tu Meng, who was holding a long knife in his arms, and said slowly: "First of all, Dai Ling was defeated by me with one blow, and the ghost clan's Doro Duo Erduo retreated without a fight, now although you are pretending to be calm, but your heart has long been messed up, my grudge with General Tu is nothing, I don't want to kill you, you can retreat by yourself!"

Tu Meng's body shook when he heard this, and then he looked directly at Wei Wuji who had stopped, his expression complicated.

Because Wei Wuji had already told him very clearly that with Wei Wuji's current situation, once he made a knife, then Wei Wuji would most likely not be able to control it, and the result would naturally be uncontrollable!

Moreover, looking at Wei Wuji, whose muscles on his face twitched slightly, his muscles bulged with bursts, and his face was hideous and terrifying, as the other party said, his heart was indeed a little messed up at this moment.

It was really hard for him to imagine that with Wei Wuji's current situation, how could the other party hold on, and still be able to maintain such a strong combat power?

What kind of monster are you facing?

Under the platform, outside the crowd, Tu Ao looked at Tu Meng on the platform, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, lacking the limit between life and death, Tu Meng, who has always been smooth, when facing a character like Wei Wuji, he really lacks an indomitable momentum, and he has already fallen behind the innate above!

"Hey!"

Wei Wuji sighed softly, and then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, you go in, take care of yourself!"

"You ......"

The sudden change in Wei Wuji's attitude made Tu Meng stunned for a while, and then, a touch of anger directly appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly with a flushed face: "Wei Wuji, you dare to look down on me?"

Wei Wuji, who was busy controlling the power scurrying in his body, trying to make his body as easy as possible not to collapse so easily, couldn't help but say a little impatiently when he heard this: "If you think so, it's okay!"

"Bastard!"

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, the fire suddenly appeared, and a crimson sword qi was like the rolling magma that erupted from the depths of the earth and rose into the sky, with endless destructive power, and bombarded towards Wei Wuji.

Taking a slight breath, Wei Wuji shook his head, and then he lifted his right fist, which was also full of cracks, but slightly better than his left hand, and blasted out with a punch.

When there was a bang, with a strong wind that was extremely hot, it was like one

The fire dragon that was born swept through the entire platform in an instant, and the temperature around the entire platform suddenly rose a lot, becoming hot and dry.

And as the fire dragon burst open, countless flames scattered on the platform, and under the shaking of the flames, they shone like a little spark.

However, Tu Meng and Wei Wuji, who were the initiators, were as normal within a radius of the five abbots, not only did they not have the slightest sense of heat, but not even the slightest spark remained.

Ping!

With a crisp cracking sound, the Hundred Refining War Knife in Tu Meng's hand suddenly splashed away in all directions, shooting towards the four directions.

Letting a shattered blade stick to his chest, his face was slightly pale, and after taking a deep look at Wei Wuji, he turned his body and swept away into the distance without looking back.

With a thud, Wei Wouji's right fist shook, knocking a fragment of a war knife to the ground, and his arm was already hanging limply to the side of his body.

Like his left arm before, the number of cracks on his right arm is not far behind, and it is almost useless!

And with a hint of blood, beads of sweat like beans also slipped down from his face and body, instantly soaking a large area of the ground under his feet, and its color was dark red!

Sigh!

Wei Wuji exhaled slowly, and then he raised his head and glanced at the side of the Hundred Clans under the platform, which naturally did not need to be said!

"It's good!"

Yu Dong whispered softly, and then his body moved and came to Wei Wuji's ten zhang away, and he said with a cold face: "It's been a long wait!"

"Indeed!"

Wei Wuji nodded and said, "Originally, I thought you would come up earlier!"

He said, "It's not too late!"

"Yes!"

Wei Wuji said: "As long as I haven't fallen yet, it's really not too late!"

He said coldly: "Are you still standing?"

With a snort, Wei Wuji took a deep breath, such an extremely simple and natural action in normal times made his whole body spasm, he gasped slightly and said: "The legs are still there, naturally stable as Mount Tai!"

The sword flashed, a golden color, and the long sword full of brilliance had already appeared in the hand of the gangster, and he flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers and said: "Originally, with your state, even if His Highness wins, he is a little invincible, but in order to get rid of you as soon as possible, His Highness has no choice but to do it!"

"Victory or not?"

Wei Wuji smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you know where Wei's killing intent towards you came from?"

Seeing Wei Wuji suddenly mention this, Yu Dong couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then he smiled and said, "Feather of the Dead God?"

Wei Wuji shook his head and said, "Yes and no!"

"Oh!"

Yu Dong's eyes froze, and he said with interest: "What's the explanation?"

Wei Wuji said lightly: "The situation at that time, everyone was hostile, you can use the feather of the god of death to hurt Wei, it is naturally because Wei is not strong, and he can't complain about others, he is lucky enough to meet again in the future, and he will naturally get it back one by one, no."

Over ......"

He paused, gasped again, and said, "These are not the reasons why Wei really wants to kill you!"

"Oh!"

He was amused again and said, "I want to hear about it!"

Bang!

Wei Wuji took a step forward, and he said with a solemn face: "Do you know that because of your Death God Feather, Wei was greatly injured that day, and he also missed saying goodbye to him, and even missed the first half of the final battle, and missed the last face of many old people, for this reason, Wei directly swore that day, once he met you one day, he would kill him!"

"Haha...... Is this because of this?"

He laughed, and then he said with a straight face: "However, it's also a good reason!"

With a buzz, he shook the long sword in his hand and said, "Please!"

Knowing that the strength of the Gang Dong was not trivial, otherwise he would not have come back and forth with the Demon Prince that day, and in normal times, Wei Wuji was naturally confident that he could be completely fearless, but now, he had to cheer up his spirit!

At that moment, he moved his left foot slightly to his side and said, "Please!"

"Wait!"

At this moment, as two loud shouts sounded at the same time, the two figures had already arrived on the platform in an instant, and then they were sideways between Wei Wuji and Dong Dong!

Yu Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said with a cold face: "You ......"

Before he finished speaking, a figure had already swept in, and immediately, a long groan had resounded on the platform and reached everyone's ears.

"Jian Ling ancient and modern, the spirit of the hundred tribes, what I want, no one can be beaten, life, it is really lonely as snow!"

At the same time, as another figure rushed straight into the sky, a long groan also sounded.

"Who can be the enemy of the sword for a hundred generations, the golden light will shine for a thousand years, victory, it is natural, defeat, impossible!"

With a snort, Zhao Xiaohei had already landed on the platform, and as soon as he landed, he shouted at the gangster: "It's nothing to do with you, stay there!"

And Zhao Xiaoxing, who also came, looked at Wei Wuji with a worried face and said, "Brother Wuji, now is not the time to joke, lose your temper, and be willful!"

"Not bad!"

Situ Lanfang, who was holding a crystal clear jade-colored long sword and came first with Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, looked at Wei Wuji with a serious and concerned expression and said, "Brother Wei, with your current condition, if you continue like this, you will soon explode and die!"

Wei Wuji didn't say anything, but his eyes were staring at the gangsters, as if at this moment, there was only the existence of the gangsters in his field of vision!

"Guys, this doesn't seem to be in order!"

was blocked sideways, and even after being intercepted halfway, he was reprimanded, and the hooligan who was already holding back a fire in his heart was already gloomy to the extreme!

"Rules?"

It was still Zhao Xiaohei who looked at Yu Dong with a cold face and said: "On Lao Tzu's territory, you talk to Lao Tzu about the rules?

"Look for death!"

The sword in the hand of the gang Dong shook, and it was all over the body

The cold demonic aura suddenly burst out from him, but his complexion also moved slightly at this time, because Situ Lanfang had already stopped in front of him as soon as his footsteps moved.

Situ Lanfang, who was full of sword energy, stared at Yu Dong coldly and said, "You can try it!"

With a ding, a mouthful of Hundred Refining Cold Iron Sword had been inserted directly in front of Yu Dong's body, and it was deeply submerged into the ground, Zhao Xiaohei said with a cold face: "My fairy sword is new, do you want to open for him?"

Yu Dong's face suddenly froze, and if he changed to another place, or another time, not to mention Situ Lanfang and Zhao Xiaohei joining forces, even if he added the other two, he was naturally fearless!

But if you add one more Wei Wuji, it will be different, even if the other party is almost completely useless, but whether it is him or someone else, no one dares to guarantee that he can easily block his thunderous blow!

At the same time that Situ Lanfang, together with Zhao Xiaohei and Yu Dong, stared at the Xuanyin Sect disciple who was wearing a black water Xuanyi with a cold look on his face, and said, "Who are you?"

Although he didn't know what had happened during this time, with a hunch, Zhao Xiaoxing didn't think that this disciple of the Xuanyin Sect was here to help Wei Wuji at this moment.

The man glanced at Zhao Xiaoxing indifferently and said, "Xuanyin Sect Jian Yao!"

"Oh!"

Zhao Xiaoxing said, "What are you doing?"

Jian Yao glanced at the light gate and said, "Go in there and look at your own things by the way." ”

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