Mo Wuming's long hair danced around, and the blood-colored sword floating in the air fell on his hands!

At this time, several sharp thorns rushed out of the hilt of the sword, piercing into his wrist, connecting the sword with his hands.

Seeing the sword's state, Ye Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "Has he turned into a living thing?"

Then, scarlet blood armor grew on Mo Wuming's body, and there was a giant face of an evil ghost on his chest, with a ferocious face.

He looked like a demon from hell!

Seeing Mo Wuming's current appearance, Ye Ling's eyes showed a hint of humor and chuckled: "You are so cute when you are angry."

"puff!"

As soon as Ye Ling said this, Zhang Xiaoxia, who was still worried about Ye Ling, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mo Wuming's fierce look is not related to "cute" no matter how hard he is!

Ye Ling said this clearly, which was ridiculing Mo Wuming’s weak!

Seeing that Ye Ling was still in the mood to tease, Zhang Xiaoxia also understood that his worries were unnecessary.

Hearing Ye Ling's ridicule and Zhang Xiaoxia's laughter, Mo Wuming's expression was a little distorted, and blue veins on his forehead bulged.

Being humiliated again and again made him full of anger!

"I will not let you die easily."

His eyes were cold, and his hand holding the sword suddenly swung, and a large number of tentacles rushed out of the sword and shot towards Ye Ling and Zhang Xiaoxia quickly, "Blood Blade·Wanlong Devour!"

Seeing a large number of tentacles shooting, Ye Ling smiled slightly, and the demonic energy surged around him. A magic golem as high as a hundred meters condensed in front of him, stretched out his huge hand to capture all the tentacles in his hand, and then pulled them off!

"Outside the body and Dharma appearance?"

Mo Wuming saw the golem in front of Yeling, and his expression changed slightly, but he was not too shocked. He disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Yeling!

"Blood Blade·Slaying Dragon!"

Mo Wuming shouted loudly, held the sword and slashed it down, and the bloody sword energy roared towards Ye Ling!

The ground around Yeling was shattered on his powerful aura!

"So strong!!!"

Feeling Mo Wuming's powerful aura, countless strangers in the sect changed their colors!

However, facing Mo Wuming's attack that was enough to cut off everything, Ye Ling did not turn around, but just turned slightly.

The blood-colored sword energy passed by him.

laugh!

A red light flashed between the heaven and earth!

The earth was cut in half by the blood-colored sword energy like tofu, and the door was cut open!

Even though he was unparalleled, he had never encountered Ye Ling at all.

Both sides will immediately judge!

Seeing Ye Ling avoiding his slash, Mo Wuming also realized that Ye Ling was not easy to deal with. He had a ferocious face. He waved his arms wildly and slashed out several blood-colored sword energy, woven into a large net in the air!

"I see how you hide?"

Mo Wuming roared sharply, allowing the blood-colored sword energy to block all places Ye Ling could hide!

If these blood-colored sword energy were slashed to Longdao Mountain, he would probably have cut the entire mountain into pieces!

"I'm really uninterested."

Ye Ling turned around and looked at Mo Wuming in the air. The golem behind him also turned around and fisted towards Mo Wuming.

Bang!

The blood-colored sword energy was shaken away by the golem's fist, and Mo Wuming was hit by the golem's punch!

The blood armor all over his body burst, and Mo Wuming flew out like a cannonball, smashing it into the back mountain, and countless giant trees were broken.

Ye Ling jumped onto the golem's head, looked calmly at the smoke-filled forest in the distance, raised his hand gently, and opened his five fingers slightly.

A strong suction force surged out from his palm, sucking Mo Wuming, who was covered in blood, into his hands.

"You, you..."

Mo Wuming stared at Ye Ling with fear in his eyes.

His vision was already blurred by blood.

Even if the blood-colored sword in his hand was still replenishing his strength, it would be useless.

Too strong...

He had already used all his strength just now, and the slash just now could even cut the entire Longdao Mountain!

But his full attack was shattered by Ye Ling's golem.

The blood armor on his body that could withstand the attack of the Red Dust Immortal was as fragile as paper in front of the Yeling Demon Golem.

At this time, he had already begun to regret agreeing to Ye Feng's request and came here to test Ye Ling's strength.

All the strangers in the sect looked up at Ye Ling standing on the golem with a dull look on his face. His body was trembling violently, and he had the urge to worship him in his heart!

That is, the real demon god who is superior to all living beings in the world!

"Are you anything I want to say in the last journey of life?" Ye Ling pinched Mo Wuming's neck and whispered, "I can help you fulfill a wish."

"Go, spare your life..."

Mo Wuming was cowardly. He no longer cared about his dignity at this time, and even chose to forget his arrogance just now and began to beg for mercy to Ye Ling.

Faced with the power displayed by Ye Ling, he could no longer have the idea of ​​resisting.

"Sorry..." Seeing that Mo Wuming gave up his resistance, Ye Ling couldn't help but sigh slightly, "I can't realize your wish."

As he finished speaking, the demonic energy surged out in Ye Ling's palm, covering Mo Wuming.

The golem under his feet dissipated and landed steadily with Mo Wuming.

"This, what is this?"

Mo Wuming saw the dark and cold demonic energy attached to his whole body, and then realized something. The fear on his face became stronger and he began to struggle violently.

However, the more he struggled, the faster the demonic energy covered his whole body!

Ye Ling threw Mo Wuming to the ground, watching him rolling all over the ground, his eyes were empty.

"No, don't...ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mo Wuming's scream echoed in the air, and as the demonic energy covered his mouth, the only scream also disappeared.

It became extremely dead silent in the main gate.

Everyone stared at the demonic energy on the ground and swallowed Mo Wuming cleanly. They all held their breath and did not dare to come out.

From beginning to end, Ye Ling did not exude an overly powerful aura.

Ye Ling's momentum is even one-tenth of Mo Wuming's!

But when everyone saw Mo Wuming's miserable ending, they realized how terrifying Ye Ling was!

The visual impact that shocks the soul makes people feel fear from the heart.

Ye Ling didn't care about the eyes of the people around him. After solving Mo Wuming and seizing his memory, he picked up his blood-colored sword.

The first moment he held the sword in his hand, Ye Ling could feel the long sword in his hand trembling.

It's scared.

However, although this sword has "emotion", Ye Ling did not feel any presence of weapon spirit from this sword.

This sword is more like a living creature!

After dispersing all the remaining energy of the blood and energy in the sword blade, the sword turned back into the white jade sword, and the fear of the "emotion" completely disappeared and turned back into a dead object.

"The sword name is Xuecan... the sword given to him by Ye Feng..." Ye Ling murmured in a low voice, his eyes faintly, reading Mo Wuming's memory.

"This guy has been using it for a hundred years, but he still doesn't know the origin of the 'blood ruin'."
Chapter completed!