Leng Mo moved, the blood-red knife in his hand mixed with murderous aura and rolled towards Wuming's throat, and a bloodthirsty light appeared in the old man's eyes.

Wuming suddenly drew his sword, and the bright light instantly suppressed the red light of Bai Zhan Dao, and the two knives instantly collided together.

clang

The evil god's Hundred Battle Sword flew high in the air and finally stuck it to the ground.

"How...maybe..."

A trace of blood slowly flowed out of Leng Mo's mouth, and Leng Mo's eyes were filled with incredible eyes and looked at the wound on his chest.

Leng Mo widened his eyes and looked at Wuming in front of him in disbelief. This man who seemed to be a little cold actually used his left hand to break open his breastplate and penetrate his chest, pulling out his beating heart.

"How is it possible..." Wuming trembled with the last bit of strength and raised his right hand to grab Wuming's left hand, and his eyes kept twitching: "I will become a god, I will become an evil god... I already have the qualifications of a sword saint... Your hand cannot be harder than steel... If it weren't for your left hand's sneak attack, I wouldn't have lost..."

"How can you be worthy of becoming a god if you ignore everyone except your own life and kill all those who do not obey your own will?"

Wuming gently grasped the left hand that controlled the other person's heart, and bang... a ball of blood suddenly appeared, and Leng Mo's heart turned into a ball of waste meat.

"I won't die, I'm..."

Leng Mo fell to the ground with a thud, and his body twitched unconsciously for a few times and completely died.

"How is it possible...How is it possible..." The old man sat in a daze: "How is it possible? Even if that set of armor is cut by ordinary swords, it is difficult to hurt at all. How could it be pierced by someone's left hand?"

Wuming glanced at the skin attached to the outside of the steel left hand and quickly squirmed back to its original state, and said with a cold face: "Nothing is absolutely absolute."

The old man sighed: "Yes, you won. But without your left hand, you might not have won."

Wuming sneered twice: "There are not so many ifs between life and death."

The old man stopped talking, nodded slightly and turned around and left.

Not long after, when the old man came back again, he handed a badge to Wuming and said, "The Martial Saint Badge is only recognized by the Dragon Kingdom."

Wuming took the badge and turned around and left. He heard the old man shouting behind him: "Young man, are you interested in earning some extra money?"

"Extra cash?" Wuming stopped and turned around and asked, "What extra cash?"

"Examiner." The old man pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Successfully serve as the examiner."

"Want to kill someone like that, too?"

"You can also be a normal examiner."

"How to calculate salary?"

"Eliminate the other party and you will get half of one hundred gold coins."
Chapter completed!