Stopped in the void, looked down at the surrounding mountains, and activated the Eye of Breaking the Delusion and Truth, and confirmed that there was no one else in all directions. Chen Weiming decided not to escape blindly. He did not leave the distance, and with the character of Ming Dao, he would not give up even if he chased the ends of the world.

The Nether Sword is extremely fast. Even though it is repeatedly influenced by Chen Weiming's magical power, it has caught up in an instant. Seeing that the target person no longer runs away, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and was already careful. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. The person in front of him is not simple.

He took a moment of breathing, looked at Chen Weiming and asked, "Don't you escape?"

Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "Anyway, I can't escape, so I might as well fight one."

I looked at Ji Hanyan in my hand again and found that this girl had fallen into a coma at some point. Even though she was born in the imperial royal family, she probably had never experienced such a thing. It was already quite good if she didn't scream along the way.

It was just right... Chen Weiming mentioned Ji Hanyan, looked at Mingdao and said, "She is your target?"

Ming Dao said slowly, "Everyone understands, why do I need to say too much?"

"This is a very troublesome thing!" Chen Weiming shook his head seriously: "Your mission is to kill her, and my mission is to protect her. If you continue chasing like this, we will enter the territory of the Demon Sect. I don't want to go, and I believe you should not have any interest. Why don't we bet?"

"How to bet?" Ming Dao refused to comment and just asked.

Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "Cold-blooded Death God, the Abyss Killer, and the most outstanding two people in Yanyun Pavilion's generation. I think you are not a pure killer, but also the wind of a strong man. While killing people, you also want to find someone of the same level of cultivation to confirm your strength."

"What do you mean?" Ming Dao asked, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he could see the other person's meaning.

Chen Weiming also smiled: "The strong prey on the weak, and the strong are respected. Since our tasks have intersected, we will use the easiest way to decide. I will put her aside, and you and I will fight. Those who win will take people away, and those who lose will leave by themselves. Whoever hurts her will lose!"

"You actually made such a bet with a killer!" Ming Dao's lips sneered: "Do you say you are bold or you are naive?"

Chen Weiming shook his head: "If it were other killers, I wouldn't do this, but the famous cold-blooded God of Death, even if I am not a very principled person, I don't think it would ruin your reputation for such a little girl!"

He knew Ming Dao very well, just as Ming Dao knew him too. Ming Dao seemed cold-blooded, but it was very principled. At least he would not make an exception easily until it was not necessary to break the principles. With his personality, once he agreed, he would never do such a despicable behavior.

After staring at Chen Weiming for a moment, Ming Dao grinned suddenly, bounced his fingers to the long sword in his hand, and responded: "Okay, I never knew that there were people like you in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and I should have come to meet you long ago."

Chen Weiming did not hesitate, and his body flashed and landed on a mountain. He took out the jade knife and set up a formation around it, and then flew back to his previous position. If it was speculated, the entire process of the Ming Knife had not moved a single point, so he just waited quietly.

Seeing Chen Weiming Fei return, Ming Dao was slightly surprised: "It's really surprising that so many magical powers... can still set up formations."

"There are many surprises! If you are interested in the formation, why don't I set up a set and you break it?" Chen Weiming smiled slightly, as if he was relaxed, but his heart had already begun to circumvent it.

Many magical powers are inconvenient. All they can use are the magical powers in the Xuan Dharma Sutra. It is very difficult to pretend with a level nine spiritual weapon... Maybe, you can try the Wanyan Dao Wheel.

At this time, Ming Dao shook his head: "I don't have this intention. If I don't have anything else to say, then it will start."

As soon as the words came, the knife swept across like a long spear. The aura of death tangled, like a blade of the underworld, with aura of death.

Chen Weiming knew the other party's personality and was prepared for it. He waved his long sword and slashed out a flaming sword energy, and then used a blow to strike.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

This time, there was no more test, and the Nether Dao activated the true energy to 90%. With one force, the flame sword energy was instantly defeated. Without stopping at all, it was like a beast rushing forward, and another knife was slashed.

The murderous aura soared into the sky. Even if there were level nine spiritual weapons, it was hard to match. Chen Weiming could only dodge and condensed the Lingxi sword at the same time, drawing dozens of small swords of mental power to fight towards him.

After suffering a loss, Ming Dao knew that this mental power technique should not be easily tried. He hurriedly cut out the sword light, but he took off and dodged directly.

But the Lingxi Sword is not so easy to avoid. The mind moves at will, and the spiritual sense is controlled by it, and it is like a locust to chase it.

It seemed that Ming Dao had already expected that he was calm and suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and a wave of mental power fluctuated around him.

Death Ripple, one of the magical powers of the Ming Dao, using Taoist patterns to combine mental power, can directly erase the soul. Fortunately, Chen Weiming's mental power is much higher than that of the Ming Dao, but he feels that his head buzzes and returns to normal, but the small sword of mental power has been shattered.

The crazy dragon waves were surging and the clouds were surging. It should be because of the fact that the Lingxi Sword was not easy to deal with. The Ming Dao suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Chen Weiming like a mad tiger. One sword and one breath hit the top, all with all efforts.

The speed is not as fast as the opponent, and Chen Weiming could not dodge at all, so he could only wave his long sword to resist. First, his cultivation is lower than the opponent's three small realms, and second, he only knows magical powers and does not know how to sword skills at all. Even though the opponent has a level six spiritual weapon in his hand and he has a level nine spiritual weapon, he can't take any advantage after fighting hard, and is even completely suppressed.

In desperation, Chen Weiming had to take the opportunity to gather the Lingxi Sword again to attack. But this time, the Nether Sword seemed to have not seen it at all, and did not defend at all, but only focused on attack.

The small swords of mental power made his soul sting and his face turned pale, but it could not affect his movements at all, but instead made his attack even more crazy.

This madman... Chen Weiming cried out, the other party was full of murderous intent, but he just wanted to hit a tie. In contrast, he was not an opponent in terms of momentum. If this continues, it is only a matter of time before he loses, and it won't take long.

"If only this is the ability, Ji Hanyan's head would probably belong to me!"

The Nether Knife shouted loudly, and the sword energy surged, and the meaning of death spread, making the world dim in an instant. As the sword light surged, it seemed as if you could hear the grief and the undead howling, which was extremely terrifying.

The Great Nether Knife's Intention evolved into the Purgatory of the Senluo.

Chen Weiming had seen this move before. He knew it was powerful and did not dare to think too much. He felt a move in his heart and Wan Yan Daolun flew out of the Niwan Palace.
Chapter completed!