In the sky, the harsh sounds of metal clashing were heard one after another. Wushang relied on a pair of fleshy palms to resist the ghost-headed sword in the hands of the 'elder brother', but he did not lose at all.&1t;/p>

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On the contrary, the fierce force contained in his palm caused the ghost-head sword in the opponent's hand to continuously bounce high, as if it was unbearable.&1t;/p>

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People were dumbfounded and shocked. Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost in broad daylight. They were all stunned by the scene in front of them.&1t;/p>

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At this time, Wuming's hands were dark, exuding a strong demonic aura from the inside out, like the hands of a demon made of steel, indestructible and immortal!&1t;/p>

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This is the breakthrough he made in the hands of the Heaven-Destroying Demon. He completely contained the power of the Heaven-Destroying Demon in his palm and broke through the sky with his flesh palm. This is a huge breakthrough!&1t;/p>

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Everyone was deeply shocked, and everyone was frightened, especially the 'eldest brother'. He could clearly feel the huge power in Wuming's hands, and every collision would make his palms hurt.

The bones feel like they are about to crack.&1t;/p>

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"Break it!" Suddenly, Wuming's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and two frightening rays of light shot out of his eyes.&1t;/p>

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The next moment, he turned his palm into a fist and punched out. The power of destroying the sky boiled and the void trembled. It actually drained away the spiritual energy in a radius of hundreds of feet. The dark fist was like an ancient demon, bringing people

Great sense of oppression!&1t;/p>

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"Chi!"&1t;/p>

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‘Eldest Brother’ swung his sword to fight, and the same pitch-black blade flashed with a black luster, like a black python rushing forward to fight Wuming’s fist.&1t;/p>

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"Dang!"&1t;/p>

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Wuming's dark-skinned fist hit the Guitou Avenue hard, and there was a crisp sound of "click". The black light was thirteen, and the light emitted by the Guitou sword suddenly dimmed, and finally, there was a bang.

, shattered in the void.&1t;/p>

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People's pupils shrank sharply, and they couldn't believe their eyes. Wuming actually smashed an intermediate spiritual-level weapon with his bare hands. Is this still a fist? The legendary magical sword is nothing more than that.&1t;/p

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"Oops!" Wuming frowned and suddenly exclaimed!&1t;/p>

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Hearing his voice, everyone thought that he had been injured just now. Even the 'Eldest Brother' thought so and breathed a sigh of relief. However, Wuming's words the next moment left everyone speechless, and 'Big Brother'

Senior brother's face turned livid with anger.&1t;/p>

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"My baby, why did you use too much power? My hands are broken!" Wuming was extremely sad, and his voice was full of pity.&1t;/p>

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However, just after he finished speaking, he rushed towards the 'elder brother' like a gust of wind. The golden light from his body rushed towards him like a tide, and his dark fists became bigger and bigger, carrying extremely violent power.

It hit and shook the void.&1t;/p>

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Originally, his qi and blood were not of this color, but because he used the pure spiritual energy purified by the Poison Ezhu, his qi and blood were affected by it and turned into a brilliant golden yellow, with a supreme feeling.

Noble.&1t;/p>

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"Ghost King's Hand!"&1t;/p>

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'Eldest Brother''s expression changed drastically. Now he didn't dare to let the unknown fist hit him. The opponent was like a human-shaped ferocious beast. Every inch of flesh and blood in his body contained terrifying power. He didn't want to have his bones broken.

The end of the fold.&1t;/p>

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For a moment, the ghost energy boiled, and a ghost hand about ten feet in size appeared in front of him, shining with the unique luster of metal, looking thick and formidable.&1t;/p>

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"Boom!" &1t;/p>

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The Ghost King's Hand is a combat skill that all disciples of the Ghost King Sect must learn. Once it is mastered, the power will be extremely terrifying. However, one force can defeat all kinds of magic. The power contained in Wuming's hand is too terrifying. The dark fist carries a demonic quality.

Possessing unparalleled strength, one punch can break the Ghost King's hand.&1t;/p>

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The powerful impact was unstoppable, violent winds ravaged the world, the void in the sky trembled, and the trees underground fell. The 'elder brother' was thrown away on the spot, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.&1t;/p>

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Before coming here, he was told by the elders in the sect that Wuming was powerful and could compete with extraordinary people. At first, he didn't believe it, but now he believes it, and his heart is full of shock.&1t;/p>

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Because what injured him just now was Wuming's fist style. It was just a fist style, not Wuming's real power at all. If he was really hit by Wuming's fist, he didn't dare to imagine the consequences.&1t;

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"Come together!" 'Eldest Brother' flew back and started calling people to come forward to help. He came to kill people, not to compete. Naturally, he did not shy away from the negative impact of many people attacking Wuming.&1t;/p

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"Come one and kill one, come two and kill a pair!" Wuming roared, his head full of black hair.&1t;/p>

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At this time, under the golden light, his fists were extremely dark. The coexistence of holiness and evil was daunting!&1t;/p>

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However, he could not intimidate everyone just by showing off. At the call of the 'Big Brother', all the people with flying magic weapons among the seven immortal forces took to the sky.&1t;/p>

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As for those who did not possess such treasures, they all controlled flying carpets or warships, ascended into the sky, and blocked all directions.&1t;/p>

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Nameless and fearless, he waved his dark fists, and the powerful force distorted the void. He continued to fight against the enemies, and there were bursts of "sonorous" sounds.&1t;/p>

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A very terrible thing happened. The soldiers in the hands of 'Eldest Brother' and the other eleven people were completely unable to withstand Wuming's fist. The soldiers in each person's hands were shattered by Wuming and completely shattered.&1t;/p

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"This..." People were stunned and completely speechless. This was not a normal monk at all. Such a powerful physique was not only rare in the world, but it was unique in the vast Eastern Wasteland.&1t;/

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He is a warrior himself, surpassing any warrior, and almost catching up with the most powerful treasure body of the Puppet Gate. He is invulnerable and has no fear of water or fire!&1t;/p>

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"If you have any other soldiers, feel free to sacrifice them and let me see the limits of your body." Wuming chuckled, with a joking smile on his face.&1t;/p>

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After advancing in cultivation, his physique has naturally improved, beyond what it used to be, so much so that he doesn't even know his physical limits at the current level.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, you have cultivated wildly. Don't think that having a physical body can save you. You will definitely die today!" A member of the Qiu family shouted loudly, with a cold color flashing in his eyes.&1t;/p>
To be continued...