If there was only one Jiang Wuji, at least half of the people present had confidence in Zheng Ming.

But now, there are so many proud sons of heaven who are working together. So in such a scene, few people are optimistic about Zheng Ming.

"It's like those legendary heroes who slay demons. Someone looked at the gorgeous scene and said with emotion.

This sentence is quite out of place, but the situation at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, seems to be like this.

Standing in the void, covered with scales, and the dragon's tail churning, Zheng Ming really looks like a fierce demon standing between heaven and earth, and may destroy the world at any time.

And Jiang Wuji, Su Xiaoman, Yao Le Xuanji and others are no different from the young Yingjie who is about to surrender the demon.

Even Zheng Jing, who defends Zheng Ming the most, heard this description, and felt that this description was too appropriate and appropriate.

He couldn't argue, and he didn't have the heart to argue, he looked at Zheng Ming tightly, his heart full of worry and expectation.

In that ten-zhang square circle, implying swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, knives and forks, under the light wheel that seemed to be able to crush the heavens, Zheng Ming slowly swung out a sword.

With this sword, Zheng Ming did not slash at the light wheel, nor did he slash at the phantom that was like a flying immortal outside the sky.

With this sword, he slashed into the void.

For a while, countless people felt that Zheng Ming had gone crazy at the moment, and at this dangerous time, he was still shooting his sword towards the void.

But at the moment when Zheng Ming took out his sword, Maitreya, the bloody hand who was closest to Zheng Ming, who was urging the blood shadows in the sky, suddenly screamed.

His eyes showed endless fear, he wanted to take off into the air, but his body shattered silently in the void.

"Bang!"

The rain of blood in the sky is sprinkled in all directions, and Maitreya dies with bloody hands!

Bloody Maitreya, who has the Maitreya divine bone, is a genius cultivated as a treasure by one of the seven forces of the Sunrise Domain!

Just dead!

This unbelievable result made many people stunned. They couldn't believe that this was true, but the rain of blood in the sky, and the little blood and bones that shattered in all directions and dissipated between heaven and earth in an instant, told those present that it was true.

Bloody Maitreya died! Died in the battle besieging Zheng Ming, this descendant of the divine bones, who should have risen strongly and swept the world, died!

His death was not too shocking to the people in the battle, because whether it was Jiang Wujian or Taixuan Goddess Su Xiaoman, their main energy was on Zheng Ming's moves.

Within a radius of ten zhang, they felt a strange fluctuation rush out of Zheng Ming's body, this fluctuation, across the void, across the defense of their true qi, directly acted on their physical bodies.

Under this kind of attack, the treasure mirror above Su Xiaoman's head immediately turned into a white light curtain, enveloping Su Xiaoman's entire person in the light curtain.

And at the moment when the light curtain formed, ripples were formed outside the light curtain, and Su Xiaoman, who was in the light curtain, vomited a mouthful of blood.

As for the sword shadow she attacked, it was like a flying immortal outside the sky, and the moment it came into contact with Zheng Ming, it was directly impacted into powder by the ripples.

Earth Pulsates!

Lin Lei's earth pulsated, silent, separated by the void, hurting people's bodies and minds.

Yao Lexuanji's black glazed body, under this ripple, cracks appeared one by one, fortunately he dodged early, so he just vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

As for Xuan Haoran, the phantom of the five ancient emperors who had turned into a giant tripod rushed back to his side as soon as possible.

These five emperors, beside him, forcibly launched a colorless light, blocking the ripple-like force.

Compared with Xuan Haoran's dejected resistance, the collision between the ripples emitted by Zheng Ming's long sword and Jiang Wuji's Defectless Dao was the focus of everyone's attention.

Just like the giant wheel, the giant wheel that swept the power of heaven and earth, in the void, constantly trembled, and every tremor made the boundless power reduce by three points.

But after the eighteen tremblings, the giant wheel still exists, and it is still brutally crushed, but in terms of power, there is only one point left.

Jiang Wuji's eyes were extremely bright, he stood in front of Zheng Ming, still desperately urging the giant wheel and crushing towards Zheng Ming's body!

Killing Zheng Ming, at this moment, all the plans and all the thoughts have been left behind by him, and he has only one thought, that is, to kill Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming swung out, silently fluctuating, killing the bloody hand Maitreya and injuring the Taixuan Goddess, but the more this happened, the more he wanted to kill Zheng Ming.

In this world, he will never allow anyone to be stronger than himself.

The power of the giant wheel was only one-tenth of that left, but Zheng Ming could no longer swing that sword like a moving wave.

Even, he can't swing a sword!

For this Infinite Dao, which was created by the ancestors of the Invincible Combat Body and can enhance the strength of a hundred times, Jiang Wuji's heart is full of confidence.

He felt that this time, even if Zheng Ming didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

And at the moment when his eyes were full of anticipation as he watched the giant wheel formed by the Defective Dao crush Zheng Ming's body, Zheng Ming's fist blasted out towards the Defective Dao.

"Boom!"

Zheng Ming's half-human, half-dragon dragon blood transformation was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer of Wanjun, and he was beaten upside down and flew out, but the giant wheel that implied the true meaning of the eighteen kinds of martial arts was also broken into ashes.

Zheng Ming, who was struggling to stand firm on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, although the essence between heaven and earth was frantically returning to his body, he still had a feeling of wanting to split.

Lin Lei's earth pulsating blow, although it blocked Jiang Wuji's Wujian Dao, but in this fight, it didn't seem to take much advantage.

Just when Zheng Ming felt pity in his heart, he didn't know how frightened he was at this moment, in the eyes of Jiang Wujian and other heavenly pride.

Blocking their joint blow, not to mention, the invisible pulsating power also killed the inheritor of Maitreya's divine bone in one fell swoop.

Although there are really a lot of people who have died in this Heavenly Heng God Realm, those who have died, in the eyes of these heavenly pride, are all grass mustard.

They have golden bloodlines, they have inheritance divine bones, and they have no lack of battle bodies. They are the kings of heaven and earth.

As for those teenagers who just have ordinary strength, if they die, they will die. But the death of Maitreya in the bloody hand made them feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Because, this bloody Maitreya is at the same starting line as them, and it can even be said that they are the real kind of people.

"Kill him! He's already injured!" Jiang Wujian At this moment, he didn't use the Wufeng Dao, he soared into the air, flicked his fingers, and thirty-six finger winds that could pierce the golden cracking stone, and rushed towards Zheng Ming frantically.

Although this attack, in terms of power, has a huge gap with the Infinite Dao, his speed is fast.

Jiang Wuji's move was like a fuse, and other geniuses also moved at the same time, Yao Le's jade ruler, Xuan Haoran's heavy fist, and Su Xiaoman's Qianqian Su hand turned into a palm shadow in the sky, attacking Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming's huge body compared to everyone else, and the fast-swinging six-edged giant sword, made him really like a demon god.

The sword light splits the mountain and opens the mountain, the dragon's tail is like a flexible and powerful long whip, and as for the palm that has been turned into a dragon, it is more like a divine weapon.

"Bang!" Zheng Ming's six-edged heavy sword slashed heavily at Yao Le Xuanji's jade ruler, the jade ruler flew upside down, and Yao Le Xuanji retreated frantically.

The heavy dragon tail, at the same time, was fiercely pumped on Xuan Haoran, who had no time to turn back, and the colorful treasure armor was directly drawn into powder.

However, Jiang Wuji, who was sneaking like a shadow, took this opportunity to approach Zheng Ming's side, and between opening and closing his hands, he hit the dragon scales on Zheng Ming's abdomen with seventeen palms in a row.

Whether it was the martial artists of the Supreme Alliance, or those who did not belong, they were all retreating rapidly, and they could feel how crazy the battle was at this time from the true intent of the crazy palm power.

Although they are pretentious, they know very well that if they accidentally get caught up in this fight, they may be torn to pieces in an instant.

This is no longer a battle that they can participate in, this is no longer a battle that they can change.

Zheng Jingren, Yao Yueqingshu and others also retreated into the distance. Although they were in a hurry, Yao Yue Qingshu still restrained everyone.

It was useless for them to rush forward, whether it was Zheng Ming or Jiang Wuji, they all used their treasured killing techniques, and the three hundred of them, even if they rushed into the circle of fighting, they could only be dead.

"Ming Shao can't hold on for long!" Zheng Zheng's astonishing little eyes were full of bloodshots, and he said heavily: "After all, these people are really too strong, and they are still attacking in groups!"

Yao Yue Qingshu still tightened his face, and his whole person was like a tight bow. He didn't expect things to come this way.

Zheng Ming, who is like a giant dragon, although he still swept in all directions, his fists can't stop other people's twenty hands after all.

The sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, enveloping the range around Zheng Ming, although this sword, although it shook back the sneak attack Su Xiaoman, but the consumption of too much power made Xuan Haoran, who pointed out a finger in the void, left a deep blood mark on Zheng Ming's dragon scales.

"There are three hundred of us, even if we break through the interception of those people in the Supreme Alliance, there will be no more than twenty people who can enter the battle circle. ”

Yao Yue Qingshu said this, and said with a cold voice in his voice: "And in the end, we twenty people can drag it out, that is, twenty moments." ”

If Zheng Ming can make good use of these twenty moments, maybe he still has a chance to turn the tables. ”

Speaking of this, Yao Yue Qingshu looked at the four hundred people behind him, and said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "It's time for us to do something for Ming Shao!" (To be continued.) )