Two days have passed. Wuming and the others have fought eighteen battles with the Green Scale King. In these eighteen battles, both sides have won and lost, but overall, the one who has won the most has won.

Still unknown, they have already won twelve games.

This is a very astonishing data. If it were spread, it would definitely shock everyone's eyes.

Moreover, with the emergence of victory and defeat, the cultivators in the Immortal Continent have also become more deeply aware of the fear of the strong kings in the small fairy world. While their hearts are heavy, they also have the desire to become stronger.

Since the Wuming Six were able to defeat the powerful King-Sealing King with their cultivation in the Transformation of God Realm, how could it not be possible for those of them who still had the cultivation in the Shattering Void Realm?

"This Black Mist King is too strong, I really don't know how he practices." Outside the battlefield, Yan Lan couldn't help but sigh.

In the sixth battle, she tried her best, but was still defeated by the Black Mist King. From then on, the winning streak of the Fairy Continent was terminated.

It's not that she's not strong, it's that the Black Mist King is too strong. Yan Lan used all kinds of powerful methods, which turned the world upside down and made the sun and moon dim. However, when facing the Black Mist King, he was still unable to cope with the opponent.

It's like a majestic mountain, towering like clouds, no matter how wind blows or rain blows, it still remains unmoved.

Later, Luo Jiutian and Huineng also faced off against the Black Mist King one after another, but the final result was undoubtedly an exceptional failure.

Fortunately, as the war progressed, the cultivators in the Immortal Continent have gradually calmed down, otherwise, their failure might have become the reason for being attacked.

"According to the King of Blades, the King of Black Mist is the ultimate king-level existence. His combat power is so strong that he can defeat a powerful person in the Tongtian Realm head-on." Luo Jiutian said.

"The limit of becoming a king is so terrifying. I really don't know how terrifying it must be for someone to become an emperor." Huineng couldn't help but sigh.

"The person who claims to be emperor should have the strength to kill a powerful person in the Tongtian Realm head-on." Dao Zi said.

Defeat and kill are two completely different concepts. Defeat is easy, but killing is very difficult. Even the most ordinary Tongtian monk is not that easy to kill.

"That's right, the person who calls himself the emperor is the emperor. It is understandable that he can kill Tongtian Realm monks head-on." Wuming nodded and said, with a compelling light flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Wuming, are you sure you can fight against this Black Mist King?" Suddenly, Yan Lan asked.

"I'm not sure until we have a fight, but the Black Mist King is really strong." Wuming shook his head.

"Don't worry, you two will meet sooner or later. By then it will be clear who is stronger and who is weaker," Luo Jiutian said.

"Sooner or later, we will meet, but who knows whether it will be sooner or later. I am afraid that the situation in the 13th and 19th duels will happen again. I don't know what the Black Mist King is thinking. He doesn't want to fight me.

, His grandma is so annoying." Wuming said through gritted teeth.

In the thirteenth duel, Wuming and the Black Mist King had actually met each other, but I don’t know why the Black Mist King was so crazy. When he was about to take action at the end, he actually withdrew from the battlefield and let Rakshasa

Wang and Wuming had a fight, and it was also because of this reason that Wuming didn't have the slightest resentment towards the Black Mist King in his heart.

Later, Wuming personally spoke and invited the Black Mist King to fight, but what made him angry was that the Black Mist King directly rejected him, which made him have to suspect that the Black Mist King was deliberately avoiding a fight with him.

duel.

Of course, people think so too. At the same time, people can't help but speculate about Wuming's strength, thinking that he has a powerful strength that even the Black Mist King is not sure about. Otherwise, it is impossible to be as strong as the Black Mist King again and again.

to avoid fighting.

After all, the Black Mist King had already won two victories before this, and it could not be due to other reasons.

"Haha, I might be afraid of you, but you don't have to worry. You will run into him sooner or later. I don't believe that the Black Mist King can avoid fighting." Luo Jiutian said with a smile.

"Then just wait, we must make him look good then." Wuming said fiercely, obviously feeling very angry.

"I'm afraid Dongfang Man won't be able to hold on any longer. This Black Mist King is too strong." Daozi's words made everyone's eyes turn to the battlefield.

At this time, Dongfang Man was fighting fiercely with the Black Mist King. Dongfang Man had a fierce fighting spirit and was filled with earth-shattering evil aura. However, when facing the Black Mist King, he still felt like he was at a loss.

The opponent is like a mist, elusive, but every time he takes action, it is like a thunderous fire, which is so terrifying that it makes people tremble, and they don't know how to deal with it.

Finally, after dozens of more moves, Dongfang Man's burly body flew out, blood spurting from his mouth. It was already a failure.

"I admit defeat." Dongfang Man covered his chest and said in a difficult tone.

Although he had already foreseen this outcome before the war, when he said the three words "I surrender", he was still extremely unwilling.

Hearing Dongfang Man admit defeat, the Black Mist King retreated from the battlefield without looking back. This made Wuming, who had just wanted to enter the battlefield, curse inwardly. In order not to give Wuming a chance, the Black Mist King would, after every battle,

They will all exit quickly.

"Brother Wuming, don't get excited. Even if you stop the Black Mist King, he still has a reason to reject you. He can't just end one battle and start a second one with you." Luo Jiutian took the photo.

He patted Wuming on the shoulder, with a faint smile on his face.

"Who said I was going to stop him? I was going to help Brother Dongfang. Didn't you see how badly he was injured?" Wuming said firmly.

"Ahem, cough, cough... Wuming, you are just a cooked duck, and you only have a tough mouth." Dongfang Man coughed and said, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth.

"You heartless person, it seems that the Black Mist King hurt you too lightly." Wuming cursed, but Wuming still took out the sacred pill and handed it to Dongfang Man.

In the duel between the two sides, injuries were inevitable, and Wuming naturally showed off his ability to rejuvenate. His sacred elixir allowed Luo Jiutian and the others to greatly shorten the healing time.

"The efficacy of this sacred elixir is really good. Otherwise, the unrecoverable injury would really delay the duel."

"On the one hand, delaying the duel, and on the other hand, it saves precious elixirs. For an injury like yours, at least you need a holy elixir to cure you," Wuming said with a proud look on his face, and finally said: "

Looking back, you all want to reimburse me."

"Buying medicine, you are too stingy." Dongfang Man said with a glare.

"You said you were buying medicine, wouldn't it be appropriate for you not to give me the money?" Wuming rolled his eyes. After saying one sentence, Dongfang Man was speechless. He was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would be betrayed by Wuming.
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