The storm dispersed very quickly, and the spear had disappeared. However, the surrounding plants and trees had almost turned into a pile of ashes, which indicated that there had been a strong impact here before. It was not only fire but also lightning that could turn the plants and trees into ashes. That was the consequence of the spear formed by the interweaving of the origin of lightning.

The young man's face was not because Mu Ming made his spear shatter and made the power of the python weak, but because Mu Ming saw his concerns, this feeling made him very displeased.

The old man, or the young man, was very afraid of Mu Ming's magical power. That kind of magical power should not appear in a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, because the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm can only understand the rules of heaven and earth with the most minimalist understanding, but cannot have the existence of artistic conception, because the perception of artistic conception is already the ability of the gods. Even if it is a cultivator in the Yuanling Realm, there are always too many incredible existences in this world. Just as the old man said before, the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm can tear apart the gods with bare hands and bathe in the divine blood.

Traces always exist, accidents always arise. However, when you face a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, you can understand that you suffer one loss once, you are careless, and you can forgive you for suffering two losses. That is because you are not guarding against it, and you suffer three losses. Then it is not your own problem, but your accident. Then four or five times, that is the existence of a myth. The boy in front of you may not make up the myth, but it causes trouble to yourself. This trouble has become a few major changes at this time.

This incident is fatal!

The young man knows this, and Mu Ming knows this too.

Another roar, and the battlefield in the distance also changed. The long sword in Huo Ziyan's hand also exploded, and the impact force turned into ripples, forming a storm, blowing the surrounding plants and trees to the east and west.

It was a magical power formed by the power of blood, and its power was naturally extraordinary. So the python had disappeared, but a trace of Yin Hong's blood flowed from the corner of Huo Ziyan's mouth.

The same is true for Mu Rufeng. The python had been cut into several segments at some point, turning into black fog and dissipating. However, his golden sword had more cracks. The crack was not big, but it made the golden sword return to the size of a palm, the light was much dimmed, and the spirituality was much weakened a lot.

"Since that's the case, I'll have a real fight with you. This space has been sealed by me, and even the strong people in your academy will be difficult to sense for a while. If you lose, there is nothing to say. You are the occupants of my husband's worms and feed the worms of my husband. If... I'm defeated, then... I'll give you a fortune."

The young man's expression remained unchanged. Although the three of them broke his magical powers, for him, it was just the subsequent magical powers that transformed later, but caused great trouble to the three. The origin of Mu Ming was damaged, the blood power of Huo Zi Yan dissipated, and Mu Rufeng's golden sword was broken.

With a move from the young man's hand, the degenerated python in front of Mu Ming turned into a scandal and flew into the young man's body.

Buzz!

The old man's body radiated a series of ripples, which was caused by the shock of his cultivation. Seeing this, Mu Ming and the other two felt a trembling heart. Invisible pressure appeared beside him, and his soul couldn't help but tremble. However, the three of them were not mortals, and their cultivation was emitting resistance to that kind of oppression, but the feeling of depression always existed.

Obviously, the old man had already had the idea of ​​killing, the real idea of ​​killing.

If the previous magical test was the cat's play after catching a mouse, then the next thing was the cat warrior who showed the most essential side, cruelly ate the mouse. Now, the young man who turned into the old man was a cat, while the three Mu Mings and the other mice were the mice that were about to be eaten.

However, the three Mu Ming and the other two are not mice, so they will naturally not be afraid, resist, and resist strongly. If possible, they will turn into ferocious beasts and eat the old cat. However, the young man is not a cat, but a powerful lion. The lion also uses all his strength to fight against the rabbit. The old man naturally does not give them any chance, in the next time.

The old man blocked this world. At this time, he used his own strength to block it, rather than the sleeping natal insect. This also means that the old man's cultivation is truly distracted. Then, the next battle is a cross-border battle, a life-and-death battle, and even a life-and-death battle.

The old man moved, pinched his fists with his hands, without fists, and his fists were not fancy, but with a momentum, this momentum made people discolored.

The old man did not entrust the big man, and he launched the offensive first and used the peak power. His eyes were still cold, but there was a little extra special thing, that was the fighting spirit. Mu Ming and the other two naturally noticed it, without any fear, but a little excited. Not to mention the result, it was a recognition of the greatness that a monk in the dispersing realm wanted. What the monks wanted in their lifetime was nothing but the Tao, but how could they measure this Tao? There was cultivation and battle. Only by fighting could they know how far the Tao was cultivated.

Two fists cannot beat four hands, which naturally exists in the mortal world, but it is difficult to prove that among monks, because for four people at this time, two fists cannot beat four hands, and does not exist at all.

The old man pinched his fists and his fists were covered with black light, which made people feel palpitations. There was not much noise, only countless ripples echoed. That was the profound meaning of boxing, and the huge force suppressed the void.

The pair of fists' agile team is not just four hands, but six handprints that hit the face. There is no magic blooming, and the magic has been integrated into the body. The power has no longer appeared, but its power is different from the past.

All three of them are like this. The three of them have excellent talents. They have also tried to temper their physical bodies directly or indirectly by the power of the day and the earth. This is the magic method used at this time. Ni Andong's seal technique hooks up the divine power of heaven and earth, incorporates it into the body, and then blooms magic powers in the body. This is no longer considered a magical power, but a kind of physical cultivation. It can be called physical technique. Its power can only be reflected in physical fighting. Perhaps it does not have the colorful magic, but it is fatal!

In a blink of an eye, the three of them had a collision, like the muffled thunder in early spring, which did not sound so loudly, but the dull sound made people feel depressed.

The originally fiery red fist turned brown at this time, with a trace of blood stains appearing, the blood vessels have cracked, and the blue palm has cracked the tiger's mouth, but a faint green light appears to repair the wound. Mu Ming's hands are trembling, and his hands are covered with blood.

The three of them took several steps in a row, especially the name of the wood, which left long traces on the ground. The ground was black, but at this time, red soil appeared in the traces. The red soil seemed shocking because blood dripped on it, making the red soil look extremely bright, good, and it was bright.

Four people and four monks, in the first collision, three of them were defeated and all were injured, and no one was spared. However, fortunately, the lives of the three were still there, and two fists could not match four hands, which obviously would not work, but two fists defeated six hands.

The silence of a brief silence, the muffled thunder had disappeared, but in fact, the moment the three of them were shocked, it had disappeared. It was really like spring thunder, dull but short-lived.

The atmosphere was very comfortable, which was related to the silence of several people. The depression in the hearts of the three people was even stronger, but the fighting spirit was also compressing, waiting for a moment to explode.

The young man who turned into the old man had a thick black fist and did not suffer any harm. During the collision with the three people before, these fists shocked the three people back. All three were already bloody, but the fists were fine. The three of them suppressed their emotions and the combat power of the distraction realm gave them a deeper understanding.

"Kill!" The three of them had a tacit understanding, and they advanced and retreated. The young man sneered, but did not use his magical powers, and still clenched his fist seal.

With a bang, the old man turned his fist into a palm, took Huo Ziyan's fist directly, and stuck his other hand out, slapped it directly on his chest. Huo Ziyan reacted very quickly, but even at the peak of his combat power, how could he pass through a cultivator in the dispersal realm quickly, let alone at this time, so after a slap of a palm, his originally strong body could not help but bend, and severe pain came from his chest, and a mouthful of sweetness spurted out from his throat. The two of them fought very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, Huo Ziyan, who was originally aggressive, was suppressed ruthlessly and had no power to resist.

"Junior brother."

"Senior Brother."

Mu Ming and the other two were fighting with the old man at this time, but they couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Huo Ziyan gained a little chance for the two of them, so that they would not let the old man suppress it as soon as they took action.

But the two are not much better.

Mu Ming fisted extremely fast, and the old man fisted extremely fast, as if he had four hands. Under Mu Rufeng's attack, he could actually free up his hands to take down Mu Ming's fist prints, and he was extremely tricky to take action. The patients used their fists to directly contact Mu Ming, but instead used secret techniques to press the void to produce an impact and shocked Mu Ming's body.

The strong pressure formed a strong energy and rushed towards him. He had to change the fist marks to block the energy. What was even more terrifying was that although the old man had not used his magical powers, he had a black light following him every time he made a move. The wood name sensing was real. It was a poison of the poison. Although it was not as powerful as before, the few people did not have the energy to suppress the poison of the poison at this time.

The level of cultivation of Wood Name is not high, so you can only assist from the side. Although it is a collision of physical fist prints, even if it is a body named Wood Name, it is difficult to resist the old man. Therefore, only Wood Rufeng is facing the young man.

While Mu Ming sighed in his heart, he became even more determined. He was sainted in his body and was definitely invincible.

The young man is a child of the witch clan. He is naturally good at witchcraft and spells. A body of witch poison can hurt the enemy invisibly. However, the three of you, Mu Ming, have extraordinary methods. However, the most proud magical witchcraft is restrained. Even the natal witchcraft awakens twice and cannot take the lives of the three. So he simply does not use it and directly kills the three with his weakest physical skills.

However, after a fight, even the weakest physical skills were an unattainable mountain for the three of them, blocking the three of them from escaping. Because of the existence of young people, this road was already...not accessible.

With a muffled groan, a blood flower passed by in the air. Mu Rufeng's chest was sunken. The clothes there were shattered. A black palm print could be seen vaguely appearing there. With a bang, an old tree was broken by Mu Rufeng's retreating body. The leaves were flying all over the sky, which was very attractive, but no one appreciated it.

Mu Rufeng was also defeated. After three or four breaths after Huo Ziyan, a disciple of a large clan in the Spirit Realm was also defeated, and he was defeated completely.

His face became more flushed, blood foam spurted out from time to time, and the palm prints on his chest became pitch black, and he was vaguely thinking about spreading other places.

"It's your time."

The young man had a cold face, but his eyes were terrifying. He lost two people in a row. The young man seemed to have little emotion. Indeed, one adult beat two children but had nothing to care about. However, when facing Mu Ming, the young man had a more strange look and seemed to be more careful.
Chapter completed!