Chapter 457, how did you die?
Dongfang Man's expression did not change in response to the gazes coming from around him, but a complex light shone in his eyes.
Because of their blood, Potian and he were cousins, but what he didn't expect was that his cousin actually joined the Zhenwu Sect.
"So Potian is just your name, you should be called Dongfang Potian!" Wuming squinted his eyes. He didn't expect that the person he had been fighting with for a long time turned out to be Dongfang Man's cousin, which surprised him greatly.
A glimpse of one spot reveals the whole leopard. Through their understanding of Potian, people also clearly realize how terrifying the Eastern Barbarians are.
After all, in addition to possessing the bloodline of the Barbarian God, Dongfang Manzai also practiced the barbarian's unparalleled technique - the Grimoire of Ten Thousand Beasts. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the combination of the two would be.
"Brother Dongfang, I helped you deal with Dongfang Potian, you barbarians should thank me properly!" After clarifying the doubts in his heart, Wuming was no longer so afraid of Dongfang Potian.
"Brother Mu Bai, you underestimate the Barbarian God bloodline. This is one of the top ten bloodlines. Its ability to create monks is not inferior to those with famous special physiques!" Dongfang Man smiled bitterly. It's not that he didn't.
I believe Wuming, but he is too aware of the terrifying aspects of the bloodline of the Barbarian God.
After all, he is also of Barbarian God bloodline!
"It doesn't matter, as long as he has his flesh and blood, I can take him down, but if I kill him, you barbarians won't take revenge on me, right?" Wuming sent a message to Dongfang Man and asked with a smile, but there was a hint of laughter in his voice.
Look solemnly.
Although he had many debts, he still kept a respectful distance from the Barbarians, an ancient family inheritance, and was unwilling to provoke them.
"Don't worry, since my brother-in-law convicted the barbarians, we, the barbarians, have nothing to do with him anymore." Dongfang Man sent a message.
Hearing this, Wuming rolled his eyes wildly in his heart, Damn, it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter, you still call Mao Xian's uncle, don't you want me to let Dongfang Potian Yima go?
"If possible, I will spare his life, but you must also know that this is a life and death battle, and I will not show mercy when necessary." Wuming said in a message, giving Dongfang Man a guarantee that was not a guarantee.
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"It's better to attack with all your strength and don't have any burden. Otherwise, if I meet him in the future, I will attack him. In that case, you might as well take action for me." After pondering for a moment, Dongfang Man's voice came again, leaving Wuming even more speechless.
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I won't be killed for a while, and I will be killed for a while. Can you not make me so entangled? Wuming cursed in his heart.
"If that's the case, then I won't show mercy."
After all, Wuming was afraid that Dongfang Man would regret it again, so he took the initiative to rush towards Dongfang Potian. Of course, he took action not just because of Dongfang Man, but Dongfang Potian also took action, so he had to take action!
At this time, Dongfang Potian swung the big bone stick in his hand high up, and with a harsh whistling sound, he hit Wuming on the head. From the looks of it, he planned to smash Wuming to pieces.
"bite!"
Wuming held the Sky Splitting Sword and drew an arc, removing most of the power from the big bone stick. Then, he quickly thrust forward and stabbed directly into the big bone stick.
The Sky Splitting Sword bent, but then suddenly straightened, and with the help of the bending force of the sword body, it directly ejected Dongfang Potian's big bone stick.
From a simple collision, the two of them could see that their attainments in combat soldiers had reached the level of masters. They were not all using the power of combat soldiers themselves, but also integrated the combat skills they had already understood.
"Dangdangdang..."
Next, the two of them kept clashing with their soldiers, sometimes the sound was harsh, breaking through gold and cracking rocks, and sometimes it was clear and sweet, like the harmonious sound of a harp and a harp. But anyone could see that every time they collided, it was actually extremely dangerous. If they couldn't resist,
This is the result of body death and Taoism disappearing.
"Space Confinement!"
Dongfang Potian shouted loudly, and the bone-white club in his hand suddenly burst out with white brilliance. The void began to twist, and an unprecedented restraining force directly enveloped Wuming's surroundings.
Under the confinement of this force, Wuming suddenly felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if he had fallen into a void quagmire. The more he struggled, the greater the force of confinement he suffered.
However, this was not what he was worried about. Dongfang Potian took this opportunity to display his enemy-killing move. The white bone stick with its light lingering was like a sky pressing down, and it immediately came to the top of Wuming's head.
"Open it for me!"
Wuming let out a loud shout, and slashed upward with the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand. His divine power was astonishing, and the terror of splitting the space immediately broke the confining power around him.
But at this time, the white bone stick that was already above his head was no more than a foot away from the top of his head. The majestic downward pressure made the nameless Yuanshen Golden Pill shake, and even made a clicking sound.
The sound sounded like it was about to break into pieces.
Fortunately, his golden nature is immortal, and his soul's golden elixir has not been broken, but his situation is really extremely critical.
"when!"
The loud sound was deafening, and Wuming's eardrums trembled and trembled endlessly. He felt that even his soul was vibrating. When he had no time to speak, the Cauldron of All Things appeared like a helmet in an instant and buckled upside down on his head.
Although he received the blow from the bone-white stick, the power transmitted and the loud sound that sounded instantly were still too much for him, and he felt like his three souls and seven souls were about to be shaken out of his body.
Wuming was frightened and quickly backed away. It was absolutely dangerous just now. It was also the most dangerous time he had encountered since the war today. This made him feel heart palpitations when he thought about it afterwards.
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Originally, at the critical moment just now, it was most appropriate to use the power of the law of time, which could quickly break the influence of the spatial confinement on him.
What surprised him was that the opponent's white bone club turned out to be a semi-immortal-level weapon. Although he did not use all its power, the power was not something he could compete with even his limited understanding of the law of time.
After all, the gap between them is too big. The restraining power of the law of space that the semi-immortal warriors can exert is not comparable to the power of the law of time understood by the monks in the Concentration Realm.
Fortunately, the weapon Wuming used was the Sky Splitting Sword, which had the magic of splitting the void. Otherwise, it would have been really cool just now.
"What a majestic half-immortal warrior. It's so powerful. I really saw it." Wuming's expression was gloomy. He was walking between life and death. He was not in a good mood at this time. He looked like a tower about to erupt.
The volcano gives people a great sense of depression.
"It's a pity that I still can't kill you. It seems that the sword in your hand is not extraordinary!" Dongfang Potian said with a hint of regret, looking slightly disappointed.
You know, he used the 'space confinement' just now to kill Wuming, but unfortunately, his hope failed, and he became more and more afraid of Wuming.
He thought that he was very lucky to have a half-immortal-level combat weapon, but he did not expect that the combat weapon in Mu Bai's hands was actually a half-immortal-level combat weapon. This was beyond his expectation. He couldn't
He thought that ordinary warriors could break through his spatial confinement so quickly.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, it's been delayed for so long, it's time to end!" Wuming said coldly, his fighting spirit rising to the sky, his eyes full of piercing murderous intent.
"It's indeed time to end, Mu Bai, go to hell!" Dongfang Potian laughed ferociously as the demonic body, which was several feet tall, rushed towards him.
At the same time, the bone-white stick in his hand was swung high, and the terrifying aura, as suppressed by the sky, surged and resurrected, pressing down with the bone-white stick, killing Wuming.
"Cut the space randomly!" Wuming roared, and the Sky Splitting Sword in his hand exploded without reservation. The space around it was like paper cut by random knives, torn into pieces.
Everyone's color changed, deeply feeling the horror of the Sky Splitting Sword and the White Bone Club. The two semi-immortal-level warriors released their own terror almost without reservation. It was no less than the three realms of heaven where the strong men were about to fight, and the turmoil spread.
The fluctuation caused the people who were watching the battle in the distance to retreat again and again, their faces full of panic.
Only those in the Three Heavenly Realms could still keep their faces calm, but the surprise in their eyes still betrayed them.
These are half-immortal warriors. Even those with higher cultivation than them do not have warriors of this level. If they were not concerned about the power of the old man and the Taoist, they would all want to kill Dongfang Potian and Wuming with thunderous strikes.
Let’s start the drama of murder and treasure grabbing.
Unfortunately, these two people are not something they can mess with.
"Power breaks all laws!" The white bone stick fell, and the space exploded, like a broken mirror, exploding countless cracks, leaving the void filled with dense cracks.
"Break the space!" The sky-splitting sword showed its power, and the power of space boiled, like stars hitting the earth. Endless ripples arose, and gorgeous clouds rose into the sky. The space around it was completely destroyed by the sword light.
"boom!"
The waves are endless, the vastness is endless, the light blooms, like a sea of stars exploding and burning, so gorgeous that people can't open their eyes.
Everyone wants to know who will win between Wuming and Dongfang Potian, but under the extremely powerful fluctuations caused by the collision between the Sky Splitting Sword and the White Bone Stick, almost everyone is unable to stand and resist, and there is no time to look at the field.
situation.
After a full quarter of an hour, the light in the field gradually faded. With the support of many powerful people from the Third Realm of Heaven, people finally managed to bear down the wave of fluctuations.
When they saw the two figures standing opposite each other in the field, their hearts were shocked and at the same time they were confused. Could it be that in such a collision, neither of them had a winner yet?
It seemed that there was only a breath, and it seemed that a quarter of an hour had passed. The two people in the scene who were originally like fossils finally heard a different sound.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Wuming's mouth, and his clothes were dyed red with blood. Everyone in the Zhenwu Sect was about to cheer, but just when they were about to open their mouths, Dongfang Potian, who had no reaction at all, actually stared at Wuming and said intermittently,
: "Mubai poison!"
After saying one sentence, Dongfang Potian's towering body like a magic wall instantly fell forward. He lost all his breath and died!
Chapter completed!