"Next!" Wuming said, his voice cold and ruthless, spreading throughout the battlefield!

Another holy son of the Zhenwu Sect died in battle, does Wuming really want to keep killing him all the way?

Everyone looked at Wuming, with a premonition that he might really kill all the disciples of Zhenwu Sect with one kill today.

At this time, listening to Wuming's cold and ruthless words, all the disciples of Zhenwu Sect felt cold in their hearts. This was simply a demonic sound that was urging them to die. At this time, there was really nothing that could make them feel worse than hearing this sound.

Something to do with fear.

Earlier, when Wuming said "Next", they didn't take it seriously. They all relied on their own superb cultivation and didn't think Wuming could do anything.

However, when Zhan Wu, Ning Tao, and the Golden Horned Heaven-breaking Beast died in battle one after another, they felt that this matter was no longer simple, especially now that even Wang Fen, who had immortal blood, died in battle, which made them terrified.

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You must know that these four battles happened right in front of them. Their former comrades died in the battle one after another. Even the one who persisted the longest was only for an hour. This made all the disciples of Zhenwu Sect feel that Wuming was a god of death.

Today we come to their Zhenwu Sect specifically to seduce souls and destroy souls and harvest lives.

Undoubtedly, Wuming has proven with his record that he is not only a Holy Son, but also a very terrifying Holy Son who can hunt down opponents of the same level!

"What a shame, no one can kill him. Is it possible that he has always been allowed to show off his power and show off his power?" A disciple of the Zhenwu Sect spoke out with great reluctance.

But unwilling to give up, he did not have the courage to walk into the battlefield to face Wu Ming. At best, he was just trying to satisfy his addiction.

"Brother Mubai's strength is really terrifying!"

"Yes, even the descendants of immortals known as the third generation of gold were killed by him. I have a hunch that Brother Mubai can achieve the status of immortal."

Nangong Zhehua and others spoke in a low voice. While everyone was shocked, they also felt great pressure.

They are all the pride of heaven. In fact, when facing the saints and saints of Zhenwu Sect, they are sure to win, but it will not be as easy as Wuming.

And their evaluation of Wuming's status as a human being who can prove it is a high degree of recognition of Wuming. Even they think so, so how can others not think so.

Come to think of it, after what happened here spreads, even the older generation will think this way.

The nameless light is too strong.

"This is the strong man. He is simply my idol. Mubai is too powerful and terrifying."

"The only one in eternity, no one can compare!"

In the distance, all the cultivators watching the battle also spoke out. After seeing the nameless terror, the faces of all the young cultivators glowed with brilliance, and they won successive victories. This kind of achievement is really amazing.

Many female cultivators had peach-like faces, and their beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness like spring water. They stared at Wuming and expressed their emotions passionately and boldly, very directly.

Beauties love heroes, and Wuming is exactly the one they want. Not only is his cultivation extremely high, but he also has a handsome face. At this moment, they all want to rush forward and pledge themselves to him.

Some of the more daring female cultivators thought that it would be okay to cook the raw rice first, but of course, this would have to be done in a more private place.

Wuming turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He stood alone in the front and killed four outstanding disciples of the Zhenwu Sect one after another. He displayed his undefeated power, caused huge waves and became the focus of attention.

At this time, people felt that even the sun above their heads could not cover up Wuming's light. He was a person who was even brighter than the sun.

"Next? You Mubai, do you really think that the many disciples of my Zhenwu Sect are stepping stones for you to hone your skills?" the master of the Zhenwu Sect said coldly.

At this time, he stood there, motionless like an eternal living fossil, but his voice was exciting and shocking.

He stared at Wuming without blinking, and did not get angry or take action in anger, but his cold words were really frightening and frightening.

Everyone knew that he had a grudge against Wu Ming. If there was a suitable opportunity in the future, he would definitely hunt Wu Ming. This feeling of being remembered made everyone present feel the same and feel that they would be doomed in the future.

However, Wuming did not show any panic. He looked at the Zhenwu Sect monks calmly, and like the sound of ice that had not melted for thousands of years, he sounded again and said: "Next!"

After hearing his words, people immediately felt that the aura of the Zhenwu Sect Master was uncontrollably turbulent, triggering a scene of annihilation in the horizon.

People knew that Wuming's attitude had angered him. He was not angry just now, but suppressed his anger. But now after Wuming was so provoked, he could no longer bear it.

Fortunately, he knew how to control it, and the chaotic aura hit the horizon. Otherwise, few of the monks here would be able to withstand it.

"Okay, okay, Mu Bai, you have the guts!" The Zhenwu Sect Master said three words of 'good' in succession. The anger that he tried to endure made people feel clearly. They were all frightened and did not dare to fight with him.

Looking at each other.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a shocking wave erupted from the depths of the Zhenwu Sect, and the pressure of the Heaven-Treading Realm surged in and out like a frenzy in the vast sea.

Along with it, there was also an angry and cold voice, saying: "Who killed my son? I will crush your bones to ashes and make you never reborn forever!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at Wu Ming, because he was the only one who killed someone just now. Could it be that the person who spoke was Wang Fen's father?

Thinking of this, everyone became uncontrollably frightened, with frightened expressions on their eyes, their bodies trembling, and their legs felt weak.

"Hey, Mu Bai, just wait for death!" Jin Feng sneered, a teasing smile rising on his old face.

He spoke without concealment, as if he knew what was going to happen next, which made Wuming's heart sink.

It seems that the person speaking is really very likely to be Wang Fen's father, the son of the former gun king, but this is no longer important. What is important is that he knows that the other person is in the Heaven-Stepping Realm. Even if

If he is not the biological son of the Gun King, then his level of cultivation is not something he can resist.

Soon, a figure stepped on the rainbow and came here from the depths of Zhenwu Sect. The wind and clouds in the sky were all caused by this person.

This is a middle-aged man who does not look old, but there is a sense of vicissitudes of life in his eyes, like an old man who has experienced ups and downs.

At this moment, he was furious, and his whole body exuded the aura of rage. When he saw Wang Fen's body, he even cried out in grief. The huge sound was no less than the thunder in the sky, making everyone present

They all felt that their souls were shaking, and their minds were almost shaken away.

"Who, who killed my Fen'er? I want to kill your whole family!" Wang Feng held Wang Fen's body and roared to the sky. He looked violent with his hair and beard spread out, like a demon with a deep seal.
Chapter completed!