The red sun is in the middle, and half of the day has passed...

After observing Hai Ruyu, the swordsman, the mysterious existence in the green light, and the death-like woman, Wuming sat down quietly in the battle space.

He has closed his eyes for a long time, silently running the martial arts scriptures, carefully guiding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to baptize his body. It seems that the external world has nothing to do with him anymore, and he doesn't even look at it.

His mind is ethereal. This kind of practice that seems to be peaceful in the midst of chaos has allowed his energy and spirit to condense like never before. The fragrance flows on his body, exuding a faint light, like an immortal descending from the dust, making people feel peaceful.

On the four arenas on the other side, Hai Ruyu, Swordsman, and two other mysterious beings have all won more than forty games in a row, which is infinitely close to Wuming's winning streak yesterday.

However, today is different from yesterday after all. The later they go, the more difficult it becomes for them to win. There are too many powerful monks emerging today who did not come yesterday or did not take action. This has caused great harm to the four of them.

great hindrance and influence.

Fortunately, they all have solid foundations and advanced cultivation. Even though they spent a lot of effort, they still maintained their winning streak.

Hai Ruyu and others are not fools. They don't want to confront Wu Ming and gamble with their future prospects. But others are not fools either.

It's just that today is different from yesterday. Even if people have seen that Hai Ruyu and others are not easy to mess with, they still have to bite the bullet and take action.

Because if we don't take action today, we really will never have any chance again.

As for Wuming, people still don't have the courage to take action against Wuming. When he was injured, he would always see blood when he attacked. Now that the injuries are all healed, his methods must be even more fierce.

It is precisely because of this that people would rather treat Shanghai Ruyu and the others than take the initiative to provoke Wuming. At least until now, Hai Ruyu and the others have behaved quite well and have not done anything like Wuming to make people feel scared.

Heart palpitations.

For this situation, all the elders on the high platform have seen it, but when faced with this situation, they can no longer change the rules at will.

In their view, this situation is inevitable. Even if there is no Wuming, there will be other geniuses who will overwhelm their contemporaries and lead the matter to the current situation.

It's just that Wuming is a bit more special. He thought he would directly enter the finals, but because Ling'er interfered, he had to start from scratch.

It can be said that he was also helpless because he was completely pushed up by Ling'er's 'black hand'.

"Wu Ming, do you want to fight?"

Suddenly, the voice of invitation to fight roared, and a figure soared into the sky from the ring, and then, like a meteor falling to the ground, suddenly appeared in front of Wuming.

"Waiting for a long time!" He opened his eyes gently, and the light in Wuming's eyes was as bright as two small suns, which was extremely compelling.

Looking at the swordsman coming with the sword, Wuming stood up, the spiritual energy in his body surged, and the surging energy instantly made his robes whistle.

Seeing Wuming and the swordsman who were about to take action, the eyes of everyone in the Yanwu Dojo suddenly shifted, and everyone became nervous in unison, as if the people who were about to take action felt the same.

For a time, a depressing atmosphere slowly filled the air, like an invisible mountain of immortality, pressing on people's hearts, giving them a suffocating feeling of difficulty breathing.

"Zhengzhengzheng..."

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the iron sword in the swordsman's hand trembled violently. Then, it escaped from the swordsman's control and soared into the sky like a ray of light from a flying fairy.

At this moment, the originally dull iron sword turned into a shocking rainbow at this moment, lighting up the entire sky, making people unable to open their eyes with such brilliance.

The rays of divine light were dazzling, and the sword energy was like a dragon. It seemed to have given birth to consciousness, whirling in the sky, and then rushed towards Wuming with a clanking sound.

"boom!"

The spiritual energy is rioting and the wind is surging!

At this time, the iron sword flew across the sky, its sword light was like a sword, and there seemed to be thunder in the sky. The divine light was dazzling and extremely gorgeous. The blazing sword light intertwined into a web of death, which was extremely powerful.

Two cold gleams shot out from Wuming's eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Taoist sword-controlling skills?"

On the high platform, all the elders of the Immortal Taoist forces were also astonished, especially the Buddha from Buddhism, who was even more teasing and said to the Taoist elders: "Niubi, your Taoist housekeeping skills have been leaked?"

"You bald donkey, get out of here. You've eaten your eyes out by eating fast. You don't even have a good look at it. That's my Taoist sword-controlling skill. It was clearly created by him." The Taoist elder's eyes were frightening.

, exuding amazing colors.

"With such a talent, if you really get the Taoist sword-controlling skills, you will definitely soar to the sky!" The Taoist elder said, "My Taoist family is deciding on this son. If anyone competes with me, I will fight with him!"

"What does sword control mean? In my eyes, it's just a path!" The swordsman was like a demon king, dark and chaotic, his eyes were formidable, and his expression was very cold and aloof.

"Hahaha, Niubi, Lord Buddha, I asked you to sneer. This time, it's a slap in the face. They don't even care about your Taoist sword-wielding skills." The Buddhist elder, or rather the Buddhist venerable, couldn't help laughing.

The voice has no charm of an enlightened monk at all.

As for the other elders, they couldn't help but laugh out loud. They never expected that the swordsman would say such a sentence.

"This stinky boy, I, the Taoist family, are going to make a decision. I look down on sword-wielding skills, and I won't deal with him!" The Taoist elder's face was dark, and he wished he could go on stage and kick the swordsman a few times.

"Watch the miracles that come from my strength!"

Wuming displayed the twelve zodiac war signs, and a big cyan dragon appeared in his hand. Its scales were cold and shimmering, and its claws were as sharp as a knife. It looked like a real dragon, lifelike and vivid.

The next moment, the big dragon turned into a big dragon sword, and Wuming slashed out eighteen swords. The light of the sword shook the sky and the earth, brilliant like a meteor shower, and the sky and the earth were illuminated brightly.

At this time, he was so majestic that it was unimaginable. Not only did he vividly demonstrate the dominance of the Dragon Zodiac sign in the Chinese Zodiac, but his strong physical power was also operating to the extreme. His fierce power was dormant in the shocking light of the sword.

It seems like it can shake the world!

"Dangdangdang..."

The thundering sound of metal clashing sounded one after another, the iron sword collided with the dragon sword transformed into a dragon one after another, a string of sparks burst out, and there seemed to be a series of thunder in the sky.

All this happened as fast as meteors and lightning, happening between lightning and flint. No one expected that Wuming and the swordsman would use such a sharp and terrifying offensive as soon as they came up.

At this moment, Wuming seemed to be transformed into a peerless swordsman, his body turned into a series of lights and shadows, and he kept hitting the iron sword with the dragon sword, with great momentum!

As for the swordsman, he stood like an eternal green pine. He was motionless, but the iron sword moved in response to his will, colliding with the dragon sword and sending out streaks of light that soared into the sky.

The void was trembling, the ground was crumbling, and the sword energy and sword light filled the entire battle space, like a shocking storm that destroyed the heaven and earth, it was majestic and powerful beyond people's imagination.

"Hahaha, what a pleasure!"

Wuming laughed, the black hair on his head was flying, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was like a flame, almost transforming into reality. At this time, he was filled with comfort. This was the state he wanted and the state he had expected for a long time.

Only in this way can he get to know himself better when he meets his opponent. It's a pity that he doesn't have the opportunity to take action like today.

"when!"

There was a roaring sound of metal clashing, and after Wuming slashed out a ten-foot-long blade, the iron sword instantly broke through the air and returned to the swordsman's hand.

The moment he grasped the iron sword, the swordsman's body seemed to be injected with a second soul. His whole body suddenly became several times taller, giving people an extremely weird feeling, as if a giant appeared suddenly out of thin air, bringing with him

It gives people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

Born for the sword and eternally associated with the sword, a swordsman, as his name suggests, lives only for the sword.

That's right, the name of the swordsman is exactly the word swordsman. He is like an emperor among swords. As long as he has a sword in his hand, he dares to cleave the sky, the sun and the moon with his sword!

"Woo..."

The cold light suddenly appears and dances in the sky, and the sword energy cuts through the sky like a rainbow!

The swordsman moved, he took a step forward, and when he swung the iron sword in his hand, it suddenly made a harsh whistle, like the roar of a ghost, making people feel chilled all over.

In fact, it was just because he swung his sword too fast. The sound that broke through the air was like a ghost's roar, and a thick sword light appeared across the sky, like a roaring Yangtze River, surging and unstoppable.

Under this kind of power, the space was unbearable and made an unbearable sound, as if it was about to break.

At the same time, the ground where Wuming was standing seemed to have been greatly destroyed by the Liting Sweeper. In an instant, it was shattered by the sharp impact of the sword.

That dazzling sword light was too tyrannical, its power was unimaginably terrifying, and when it trembled violently, it was like an unyielding dragon that might tear apart the void at any time. It couldn't be more terrifying!

However, Wuming's unruly expression remained unchanged. He did not lose his luster due to the swordsman's attack. His deep eyes were filled with war flames. He held the big dragon sword and instantly rose into the air.

When his body rose to a high enough height, he held the sword with one hand instead of two, and slashed forward with the sword light.

"roar..."

There were bursts of dragon roars, and the big dragon sword turned into a big blue dragon again, more than thirty feet tall, like a green gold mountain ridge emerging from the sky, directly crushing the swordsman's thick sword light.

"boom!"

The waves shook the sky, and the big blue dragon was like a great steel wall. When it collided with the sword light, it actually made a clear sound of metal clashing, even with a metallic vibrating sound, humming continuously.

At this time, the dazzling light exploded in the sky, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. The violent energy swept across the sky, as violent as the waves, and even the earth was shaken and cracked, as if the sky was shaking!

The dragon flew across the sky and shattered the sword light, and then transformed into the shape of a dragon sword again. Wuming was not afraid of the terrifying wind. Like a wild bull, it rushed forward and swept towards the swordsman's throat.

In his opinion, to fight against Xing Yue, one must fight fist to fist and use pure physical force to collide. However, to fight against a swordsman, if you don’t have a sword, you must use a knife. Even if you don’t know how to use a sword, you must show supreme momentum.

, fight to the death!

The ferocity of Wuming's blow made everyone change their minds. At this moment, his attack was sharp and ruthless, indifferent and almost cruel. It was completely a killing move, as if he was not willing to die, which made everyone feel chilled.
Chapter completed!