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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight, Tireless Destruction!(2/2)

The power of the nameless palm finger actually crushed the dagger in his hand, and the whole body was filled with blood, like a spiritual creature filling the sky, filling the entire void.&1t;/p>

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Immediately, people saw him rushing towards Xiao Jian, punching out, and a bloody wave appeared in front of him, surging out.&1t;/p>

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With a bang, the black mist exploded, and Xiao Jian's body was instantly torn to pieces by Wuming.&1t;/p>

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"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath, feeling incredible.&1t;/p>

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All of this happened in the midst of lightning and flint, the nameless and powerful treasure body bloomed with brilliance, and the terrifying golden fist was unstoppable. He had unparalleled speed and strength, and actually directly killed Xiao Jian.&1t;/p>

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However, after the shock, people felt that something was wrong, because they had never seen the blood splattering. After Xiao Jian's body was broken, it turned into bursts of black mist and dispersed. Finally, Li Wuming died.

A place three feet away appeared.&1t;/p>

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"How is this possible?" Seeing this scene, everyone was in disbelief. Xiao Jian was not dead. Could it be that what was shattered by Wuming's punch just now was the afterimage of Xiao Jian.&1t;/p>

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"What a shadow clone." Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly and explained the combat technique Xiao Jian just used.&1t;/p>

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"It's really extraordinary. I didn't expect you to see it." Xiao Jian said in surprise.&1t;/p>

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"There are three hundred and sixty halls of Tianmo Sect. Each one has its own combat skills. Everyone in the world knows about them. But what I can't figure out is that you have already mastered it. It really surprises me." Wuming's eyes flashed.

Move, he said in a calm tone.&1t;/p>

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"There are so many unexpected things. You have hurt me so much today, I will definitely kill you!" Xiao Jian's voice was hoarse, and his whole body was filled with black demonic energy that was like substance. He looked like a demon, extremely ferocious and terrifying.

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"You are so brazen. You think you can kill me just because you have practiced the Heavenly Demon Sect's combat skills. How ridiculous!" Wuming smiled coldly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes.&1t;/p>

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"Humph, I really can't cry without seeing the coffin!" Xiao Jian stood on his head with his eyebrows, and two frightening rays of light suddenly shot out from his eyes.&1t;/p>

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"Chi!"&1t;/p>

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Immediately, Xiao Jian actually took out a white jade ruler again. He quickly enlarged it and measured the heaven and earth like a celestial ruler. It flashed a pure white light, like a white dragon rushing towards Wuming's head.

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"Dang!"&1t;/p>

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The nameless fist hit the white jade ruler heavily, and a crisp "click" sound was heard. White light scattered in all directions. The extraordinary-looking white jade ruler became dim and irrelevant for an instant, and finally, with a bang, it shattered into pieces.

In the air.&1t;/p>

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Xiao Jian's pupils shrank sharply. He couldn't believe his eyes. Wuming actually smashed a powerful weapon of his with his bare hands. Was this still a fist? It was comparable to a magic weapon.&1t;/p>

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The majestic blood energy rushed in like a tidal wave, and Wuming rushed towards Xiao Jian like a gust of wind. The fist that was surrounded by electric arcs struck down with an incomparably violent force, which actually shook the void.&1t;

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Xiao Jian's expression changed drastically. He had never thought that Wuming's body could be so good and dare to fight directly. This shocked him greatly.&1t;/p>

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"Qiang!"&1t;/p>

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In front of him, silver light flashed, and another silver pagoda appeared, unfolding in the wind, almost enlarging to four or five meters high, shining with the unique luster of metal, looking extremely heavy, and blocking him behind.&1t

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"Dong"&1t;/p>

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However, although the pagoda is a treasure, it is still difficult to stop Wuming. His fists are like magic and have unparalleled power. With one punch, the heavy pagoda four to five meters high suddenly fell into pieces.&1t;/

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The powerful impact was unstoppable, and the violent energy was like a torrential river. Xiao Jian was knocked over on the spot, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was full of shock. This was just the wind of the fist. If he was really hit, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Dare to imagine the consequences.&1t;/p>

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However, what he couldn't accept the most was that his soldiers were broken one after another. These were not the ordinary soldiers he sacrificed first. The dagger, white jade ruler and pagoda just now were all genuine.

Although spiritual warriors are only the lowest level, they are not something you can have if you want to.&1t;/p>

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Chapter completed!
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