Lin Aojue, is he too weak?

But when they came back to their senses, they realized that it wasn't that Lin Aojue was too weak, but that this generation of geniuses was too strong!

"It's your turn!" Wu Yaoyue pointed his sword at Wuming!

Fierce fighting spirit burned in his cold eyes, and he laughed with a cracked mouth: "I thought it would be a boring game, but I didn't expect that I would run into aliens like Yin Yu and you one after another!"

"Haha, this kind of competition is interesting!" Wu Yaoyue licked her lips.

Wuming stood with his arms folded. He had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary temperament, and there was no depth to it.

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are very confident, but it is a pity that you have no idea who your opponent is!"

Wu Yaoyue smiled: "I don't care who you are, I just need to know that I am the one who defeats you!"

Wuming stepped onto the ring and said with a faint smile: "In that case, feel free to take action and take a look."

The two of them directly ignored the referee.

But under Han Jianglin's signal, the referee did not stop it.

"Seal of Zhenhai!" Wu Yaoyue slapped it with one palm.

The power of the first level of Zhenling Kung Fu should not be underestimated. No one dares to underestimate it!

Even the juniors who have reached the first level of feathering still dare not take it lightly!

However, Wuming looked relaxed, shook his head and chuckled: "It's just a small trick that only adds to the laughter."

I saw Wuming's sleeves flicking gently.

Pfft——

The surrounding world was shattered out of thin air!

Su Yu's eyes were filled with cold stars: "No matter who you are, this bloody debt must be settled with you!"

The power of Wuming shocked people's eyes again!

Is there such terrifying power in an understatement?

Who is this person? How terrifying is his cultivation strength?

However, on the stage, Wu Yaoyue was not surprised, and the sword in her hand immediately came out to attack.

"Three Blood Sword Styles!"

A bloody light that was as fast as thunder rushed straight towards Wuming.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Wuming's mouth: "It's still a little trick!"

This time, Wuming flicked his finger.

Sonorous——

Wu Yaoyue was shaken all over, the sword in her palm shook violently, and her figure was forcibly ejected three feet away!

The so-called Three Blood Sword Styles were cracked on the spot.

You know, this sword can knock Lin Aojue back in one move!

However, such a terrifying sword was easily resolved!

Wu Yaoyue was not angry but happy: "Okay! You are indeed worthy of my sword!"

Keng——

A long sword roar shook the void.

Wu Yaoyue drew her sword for the first time.

The snow-white cold light carries the coldness of death, which is chilling.

Even those with low cultivation level will feel severe pain if they take one more look at the sword body.

A fierce sword energy almost condensed into substance and flew around the sword body.

The powerful spirituality is revealed in front of everyone as the sword is unsheathed.

Many people feel that what they are facing is not an ordinary iron sword, but a living creature!

"Sacred weapon!!" Han Jianglin's pupils suddenly shrank!

Spirituality can only be possessed by artifacts.

This sword turned out to be an artifact sword that could fully exert its power.

Wuming's smile faded a little, and finally showed a hint of dignity.

"Coming to Alliance City, I haven't seen blood for a long time, so I'll use your sword as a sacrifice!" Wu Yaoyue's eyes showed a trace of bloodthirsty.

"Three Blood Sword moves, the first move, kill!"

boom--

A strange scene appeared, Wu Yaoyue's eyes instantly turned blood red, and an inhuman aura spurted out from his body!

That aura is very much like that of a monster, not a human being!

Within its body, there is a liquid like thunder rolling like fire.

Han Jianglin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Monster bloodline?"

Rumor has it that there is an extremely rare race in the dark forest. They are born with the blood of monsters and can exert unimaginable power!

"Using the bloodline of monster beasts to activate artifacts?"

If an artifact does not recognize its owner, it is almost impossible to function.

And Wu Yaoyue apparently found the trick, using the blood of the monster beast to resonate with the artifact, and achieve the purpose of using this sword!

"kill!"

One sword slash!

Suddenly, a ten-foot-long blood-red sword energy slashed from the sky.

"The sword energy is released from the body! It is indeed a divine weapon. Only in the realm of feathering can the spiritual energy leave the body, but with the cooperation of the divine weapon, it can be partially achieved!"

The power of this sword is enough to kill Xiao Cheng in the Seventh Level of Dragon Transformation!

This is where Wu Yaoyue's confidence lies.

However, after Wuming was shocked, his expression remained calm: "It's a small trick!"

Tsk-

With a flick of his ten fingers, the blood-red sword energy was shattered into pieces!

Wu Yaoyue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Could it be that you have the cultivation level of the Seventh Level of Dragon Transformation? Then let's take another sword!"

"Three Blood Sword moves, the second move, ground kill!"

boom--

This time, the sword energy left the body and reached a length of twenty feet!

Audiences who were far apart felt the murderous intent.

Some experts who were in the seventh realm of Dacheng Dragon Transformation had their eyelids twitching wildly and gasped: "What kind of sword is this and what kind of swordsmanship is it?"

However, Wuming still didn't move a step. He raised his palm and grabbed it from the air: "It's still a small trick!"

Pfft——

The twenty-foot sword energy was shattered again!

Wu Yaoyue was solemn for the first time: "Could it be that you have already reached the peak of the seventh realm of dragon transformation? You are only one step away from becoming a powerful feathered warrior?"

The other party looks to be only around 20 years old, but he has such terrifying qualifications!

"But that's it!" Wu Yaoyue took a deep breath and performed the final move.

"Three Blood Sword Styles, the third style, damn it!"

Kill by man, kill by earth, kill by heaven, three swords are stronger than one sword!

A thirty-foot-long blood sword slashed towards Wuming in the air!

This sword, even at the pinnacle of the seventh level of dragon transformation, will kill your body and soul!

However, what is shocking is that Wuming still maintains his standing posture, shaking his head coldly: "I have already said that it is all a trick!"

Whoosh——

Wuming slapped it with his palm, and a line of spiritual energy shot out from his palm!

Spiritual energy out of body!

Things that only a strong person in the realm of Feathering can do@!!

He is actually an emerging genius!!

An emerging genius who is only twenty years old!!
Chapter completed!