Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The seventeen geniuses who followed Shenwu Ming had also killed the obstacles on the road.

These eighteen people are really scary.

The surrounding warriors were so frightened that their faces turned ugly. They originally wanted to join in the fun, but many of them backed away. It would not be worthwhile if they failed to grab the items and risked their lives.

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you!"

Shen Wuming glanced at the warriors around him indifferently and said very domineeringly.

"Shen Wuming, although you are powerful and we won't compete with you for the alchemy furnace, don't you want those gourds around you?"

Some people are not convinced.

"There are eighteen of us, so of course we want them all, don't you agree?"

Shen Wuming sneered.

He naturally wants to get everything, otherwise the brothers won't be able to share enough.

"Shen Wuming, the big pill furnace is enough for the eighteen of you. There seems to be a lot of pills in it. Let us take those gourds."

"Yes, if we fight together, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. Moreover, once the battle starts, you don't know when it will end. If another top 100 expert on the Prodigy List comes, do you think you can win it all?"

"That's right, don't be too arrogant!"

…

Obviously, there are many people who are not convinced. Although they are not Shenwu Ming's opponents, they feel that with more people, they can suppress Shenwu Ming.

"You are really looking for death and don't want to live. I will help you, just do it!"

Shen Wuming sneered, and together with the other seventeen people, they struck at the crowd with eighteen sword rays, attacking completely indiscriminately.

After the eighteen attacks were over.

Dozens of corpses fell to the ground, including those who had spoken before.

However, the scope of this impact is really too large.

"Is anyone else planning to steal these elixirs from me?"

Shen Wuming looked at the crowd coldly, with such terrifying eyes that they were so frightened that they dared not look at him.

Anyone who saw him couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.

Not to mention Shenwu Ming, they couldn't deal with the seventeen people beside Shenwu Ming. They were all masters on the Tianjiao list. Although they were not in the top 100, they were still on the Tianjiao list, and they were from countless people. The best one selected among the geniuses.

"Shen Wuming, you are so majestic!"

Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded, and then a figure flew from a distance.

This man was dressed in white, with a lazy expression, a faint smile on his face, and an extremely terrifying aura.

"Pan Liang!"

When Shen Wuming saw this person, he frowned, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes.

"He is Pan Liang! The monster of the Pangu tribe! But his ranking does not seem to be as high as Shenwu Ming's. He should be exactly one hundred."

"There's only one missing. He was only defeated by Shenwu Ming by half a move before. It's best if he can fight with Shenwu Ming."

"Yes, this way we have a chance to fish in troubled waters."

When everyone saw Pan Liang's appearance, they all started talking and made way for him.

Pan Liang appeared ten meters in front of Shen Wuming. He looked at Shen Wuming calmly, but his eyes inadvertently revealed a strong fighting spirit.

"Pan Liang, are you looking for death? I've already told you that no matter who dares to get their hands on what I want, they will die! Of course, that includes you!

In my eyes, there is no difference between you and those people! "

Shen Wuming was still extremely domineering when facing Pan Liang. Although he was a little wary, it could be seen that he was still very confident and did not regard Pan Liang as an opponent at all.

"Haha, Shen Wuming, you are too confident! In the past, you couldn't kill me! Now, you still don't have this kind of strength! Today, I will kill you to become the ninety-nine."

Pan Liang sneered, and immediately his figure suddenly grew larger, and a terrifying aura shot out towards the surroundings.

Pangu’s true form!

This is the true appearance of the Pangu tribe. They maintain the size of ordinary humans for the convenience of life. Once they fight, Pangu's true form will be released.

"die!"

Revealing a piece of Pangu's true body, Pan Liang took action directly, and struck Shenwu Ming with the giant ax in his hand, intending to kill Shenwu Ming directly.

"Huh, what a trivial skill, it's not worth mentioning!"

Shen Wuming sneered, and the divine sword in his hand burst out with an astonishing light, and slashed towards the giant axe.

boom!

The giant ax actually bounced up after being hit, and almost flew away from Pan Liang's hand.

Pan Liang frowned, and veins popped out on his arms. The giant ax that was about to be released instantly tightened his grip, and then slashed at Shen Wuming again.

When Pan Liang went all out, the veins all over his body were like terrifying dragons, and his power became extremely huge.

It is rumored that the bloodline of the Pangu clan comes from the god Pangu from the distant ancient times. Although this may not be true, it is true that the Pangu clan is infinitely powerful. M..

Seeing Pan Liang's attack coming again, Shen Wuming became obviously more cautious.

The expression on his face also became much more solemn.

"kill!"

The divine sword in his hand came out again.

Boom boom boom!

…

The two exchanged dozens of moves in succession, and it only took a moment.

The two figures separated, but the winner was still undecided.

The cultivation of these two people is both divine and perfect, and their rankings on the temple's genius list are only one place apart. Theoretically speaking, it is difficult for them to win or lose.

At least judging from the current situation, everything seems to be moving in this direction.

"Shen Wuming, you are nothing more than this!"

Pan Liang said disdainfully.

"Haha, Pan Liang, if you only have this little strength and want to pull me down, it will be just a fantasy and will never be possible in your lifetime."

Shen Wuming also said sarcastically.

Both of them really refused to admit defeat.

"Haha, let's see who loses and who wins! Pangu bloodline explodes!"

He sneered, curled up his hair, and then roared angrily. In the next moment, his hair became much longer and was hanging in the air.

The skin of his entire body turned red, and even his eyes glowed red.

Obviously, Pan Liang showed off his ability to press the bottom of the box.

"kill!"

The ax swings again.

boom!

This time, although Shen Wuming blocked it, he was knocked back.

"Can win!"

"Maybe I can really win, it's worthy of a good start!"

"Nonsense, none of the top 100 geniuses on the list is a fuel-efficient lamp. Although their cultivation levels are the same, the gap is huge."

"I wonder if Shen Wuming has any means, otherwise, he would really have to give up his place."

Everyone was talking a lot, and they were all shocked when they saw this battle.

Of course they hope that Pan Liang can win. After all, Shenwu Ming is too domineering and they don't like it at all. Maybe Pan Liang is not that domineering.

Even though it’s just a little bit of anticipation, it’s better than nothing.

"Hahaha, Shen Wuming, go to hell."

Pan Liang kept waving the giant ax in his hand, slashing at Shenwuming crazily, but Shenwuming was retreating steadily.