Jiang Ming's consciousness was clear, and his spiritual sense was even more different from ordinary people, and just when he was thinking for a while, a chill suddenly surged into his heart behind him.

"It's not good! there are masters!" Jiang Ming retreated quickly, and his whole body of Yuan Force stirred up.

Even if Jiang Ming reacted quickly, the realm was indeed much worse than others.

When he found out, there was already a coercion that made his heart palpitate and he didn't know when he had locked him, Jiang Ming knew that he couldn't run, and this situation was also delusional, so he could only fight head-on.

"Boy, hand over the Yuanshi and leave your whole corpse. A roar spread through the valley against the wind, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"Divine Dao Realm master?" This kind of fluctuation, Jiang Ming had only experienced it personally by Chen Yuanyuan's side, and now he was scared of his soul.

"Damn, I'm fed up, the master doesn't run, it's so arrogant to rob the master Yuanshi, and I have to fight to the death!" Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, but countless ways to get out flashed in his heart.

A large piece of red yuan was grabbed by Jiang Ming in his hand, he frantically absorbed the yuan force and quickly recovered his physical strength, the surging yuan force poured directly into the body, rushing Jiang Ming's limbs and five internal organs were in pain, he still felt that the speed was too slow, and he was even more crazy to absorb the yuan force to make up for the loss in the body. In his body, the blood was stimulated by the Yuan Force, and it was like a beast coming out of the gate to crash wildly in his body, and the pores of Jiang Ming's whole body were oozing a little blood beads.

In the darkness, a figure with eyes like two long lights flew up. After a few steps, Jiang Ming was approaching in the blink of an eye. But he was also wearing a black cloak, and his face was covered.

"Boy, why don't you run away? Just now I saw you kill two waves of people neatly, and you shot mercilessly, don't worry, it's your turn now!"

I saw a soft sword suddenly flying out of the sleeve of his robe, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, slamming into Jiang Ming's heart.

"Shameless! Even if the realm is suppressed, it is even a surprise!" Jiang Ming took a sip and hurriedly dodged.

On the body of the sword, the cyan Yuan Force of the Mengmeng Taoist was entangled, which in Jiang Ming's opinion was somewhat similar to the exercises practiced by Wei Wuji.

Jiang Ming's body was still slow, his chest was swept by that person's sword, and suddenly his clothes were stained with blood, and his body was shocked to the side like a thunderstorm by the yuan force on the sword, only to hear a muffled sound hitting Jiang Ming on the stone wall on the right!

Burst!

The five internal organs shook and he was dizzy, Jiang Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body slowly slid down against the stone wall like mud, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Shinto realm cultivation is... , you damn it..."Jiang Ming muttered.

"Boy, in the face of absolute strength, those tricks of yours are not worth it. The figure stepped forward in a flash and stood with his sword in his hand.

Listening to his tone, the face under the cloak must have been extremely proud at this time.

"Cultivation is originally the law of the jungle, your Yuan Shi will be left to the blessed and suffering, don't blame me when you get to the underworld!" The man pulled the long sword behind his back and slashed it flat, but he wanted to cut off Jiang Ming's head with a sword.

Within the left sleeve, Jiang Ming had already secretly grabbed four huge red yuan in his hand, and struggled to absorb the yuan force, several red yuan power entered the body at the same time, and the surging yuan force in his body hit the meridians all over his body, and the pain was like tearing, and the red yuan force overflowed from the pores of his body, mixed with the blood mist that sprayed out of the pores, and in an instant, Jiang Ming's body was covered under a thin layer of red mist.

"Fuck you!" Jiang Ming yelled, with a wave of his right hand, three small swords were connected in a line, only to see a zhang long, faintly looking at the three sections of the crimson horse training flew out of his sleeve, rushing towards the man with a cold light.

That person's cultivation is not bad, his spiritual sense is superb, and he instantly returned to the sword to resist, but how can his mortal sword match the spirit seal divine soldier, as soon as he made contact, although his yuan force blocked it, there was still a "sonorous" sound, and his long sword was immediately broken into two sections.

The man stepped back in shock, the look of shock in his eyes beyond measure!

In the second section, he wielded a broken sword to resist, and the broken sword broke another section!

The man dodged and took two steps back, and cold sweat was already on his forehead.

In the third quarter, the red horse practiced again, and he used his lifelong yuan force to throw the hilt of the sword in his hand vigorously, colliding with the horse practice!

There was a loud bang, and the hilt of the sword was cut into two parts.

But this time, the red pi practice had no stamina, the connected red light broke, and the pi lian turned into three small swords of about half a foot, and flew back into Jiang Ming's cuffs.

The man's face was shocked, and after seeing that they were three small swords, he turned his worries into joy, and laughed loudly: "Fu Ling Flying Sword?

Judging from his knowledge, he was quite sure that this was just a flying sword controlled by Fu Ling, but he didn't know how Jiang Ming's three small swords could be compared to Fu Ling Flying Sword.

Jiang Ming struggled to sacrifice three red swords in the Blood Wheel realm, and his blood and energy were consumed along with Yuan Li, and now he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

Thin lines of blood were flowing from every pore of his body, and at this time, he was holding on to his breath with the unyielding will in his chest.

Seeing Jiang Ming's expression, the man naturally knew that he was at the end of his crossbow, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer. I saw that the sleeves of his robe flicked, flashed forward, and suddenly slapped a palm in his sleeve, and the vigorous vitality exploded in his palm, and the blue light slapped on the top of Jiang Ming's head, and the clear light reflected on Jiang Ming's face made him look a little miserable.

Syllable!

Bang Bang!!

Bang Bang Bang !!

Bang Bang Bang !!

Nine thunderbolts came from mid-air, almost connected into a piece, and exploded not far in front of Jiang Ming, and the rolling thunder made his eyes suddenly light up when he was almost fainting.

"Fuck your mother's dog, you dare to move the fat man, you bastard!" A child's voice was still a little immature, but it pretended to be old-fashioned. It came into Jiang Ming's ears, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You fucking Chen Yuanyuan, the master was almost played to death..."

There was a big gap between that person and Chen Yuanyuan's cultivation, and he was caught off guard, and he was directly bombarded by the nine heavenly thunders, and when he reacted, his clothes had already been blown up, and together with his bare skin, he was scorched black and emitting white smoke.

"You ......" he tried to speak, but found that his throat had long since been chapped, and he could only tear out a syllable that was not very clear.

"Nine thunders in one, heavenly thunder and righteousness, blow you up!" The little fat man jumped back and forth between the rock walls condescendingly, reciting a spell in his mouth, and his two palms immediately held out a basin-sized bright silver thunderball in front of his chest, and the thunderball arced and jumped, crackling. He threw it with all his might, and smashed it into the man's head at a rapid speed.

Boom!

The man who was powerless to dodge was hit firmly on the head by the electric ball, and the surging electric light enveloped his whole body, and the arc crackled back and forth.

A moment later, the arc dissipated, and the man had become a humanoid charcoal, whirring and scattering all over the ground.

Jiang Ming took one last look at the black spherical object that was staring at the air with big eyes and falling rapidly, tilted his head, and passed out.