Ling Tian Sword Emperor

"I heard what you said. It seems that the Holy Son of Blood Moon asked you to come and kill me." Lin Che asked.

"It's not too stupid after all..."

The smile on Jin Wuming's face became brighter, but he also asked with some doubts: "But it seems that you haven't shown your fear of death yet. Are you scared to death?"

"I just feel that it may not be me who is buried here today," Lin Che said.

"You are still daydreaming when you are about to die, you..." Jin Wuming was about to taunt, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis coming over him, causing his face to change suddenly and said: "

not good!"

It is worth mentioning that since Jin Wuming and Xiao Yue jointly pursued Lin Che, Xiao Yue's position has always been quite mysterious, almost always staying behind him, five or six steps away, but before that Jin Wuming

Ming didn't notice anything strange.

But at this moment, that strong sense of crisis came from the direction behind him.

"Uh-huh."

Without any hesitation, under a strong survival instinct, Jin Wuming immediately mobilized the Zhenqi protection around his body to form an energy barrier behind him. At the same time, his figure quickly flashed to the side.

"Bang!"

But even so, because the distance was too close, although Jin Wuming avoided the vital point behind his head, he still did not completely avoid the offensive from behind. He only felt as if his back was hit by a mountain, and a huge force

Tao's torrent of power knocked his figure directly away.

"Boom."

Jin Wuming hit hard on a canyon wall in the distance. The hard rock wall couldn't withstand the impact and cracked inch by inch. A mouthful of hot blood spurted out from his mouth.

Behind Jin Wuming's back, his clothes were completely torn, revealing an inner armor with a golden stream of light flashing on it, but blood was seeping out and dripping on the ground.

"You're actually wearing a life-saving inner armor, Golden Light Bearer. You are really cautious enough on weekdays." Lin Che flashed a trace of pity.

The inner armor hidden in Jin Wuming's clothes must be extremely extraordinary, reaching at least the third level of high quality. Otherwise, even if he avoids the critical point, if he withstands the blow forcefully, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die, and he will completely lose the ability to fight.

But now, the inner armor helped him withstand most of the impact. Although he looked extremely pale, the injury was not too serious.

At this moment, Jin Wuming did not respond to Lin Che. Instead, he turned his head immediately and stared at the beautiful figure not far away. His eyes were full of disbelief and said: "Xiao... Yue... what are you doing?"

Xiaoyue wore a light blue dress with a black belt around her waist, dancing lightly in the wind, giving her an elegant and elegant appearance.

But at this moment, a pretty face was filled with indifference, and there was a deep cold aura. After hearing what Jin Wuming said, he only responded with two words: "Kill you."

Hearing this, Jin Wuming's face showed an even more incredible look, and he said: "Is it possible that you are going to betray the Holy Son?"

"A good bird chooses a tree to roost in. Compared to the Holy Son of the Blood Moon, isn't it a better choice for me to take refuge in the young leader of my current teaching?"

Xiaoyue said casually, naturally too lazy to explain too much.

After saying these words, the corners of her mouth curved, and then her figure turned into an illusion and swept forward in an instant.

"Uh-huh."

When she reappeared, Xiaoyue flipped her wrist and grabbed her slender hand into the air. A ball of water element appeared in the palm of her hand. Then, Xiaoyue suddenly waved her jade hand, and the ball of water element came out.

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In an instant, the water element sphere expanded rapidly in mid-air, as if forming a barrier to envelop Jin Wuming's body.

Seeing the opponent's attack, a cold look flashed across Jin Wuming's face, and he said: "Do you think you can kill me by betraying the Holy Son and wounding me with a sneak attack from behind? Hum, don't forget, the five flag bearers

It puts me at the top of the list. If you want to fight with me, I’m afraid you’re not qualified yet!”

"The Golden Dragon Sword of Creation, kill!"

Jin Wuming shouted violently, opened his palms, and a long sword appeared out of thin air, emitting a dazzling light, and then swept out with a sword.

The bright and sharp golden sword light suddenly crossed the sky and slashed towards the barrier in front.

"boom."

With the golden brilliance radiating, the water element barrier cast by Xiaoyue collapsed in an instant.

The golden sword light remained unabated and continued to sweep towards Xiaoyue's delicate body.

"Wow."

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyue immediately tapped her toes and leaped into the air, cleverly avoiding the sharp slashes of the golden sword light, and then landed smoothly on the ground.

"I didn't expect that you could still exert more than 90% of your strength even after being injured." Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of concentration.

Jin Wuming laughed wildly and said: "Your realm is already one level lower than mine. Even if I am injured, you cannot be my opponent."

Having said this, he stared at Lin Che again and said: "As for the other one, he has not even entered the realm of all phenomena. No matter what today, you will still die at my hands."

"Then try." Xiaoyue responded.

At this moment, Xiaoyue also realized that she could no longer hold her hand, so she directly took out a jade purification bottle and held it in her palm.

The Jade Pure Vase is the treasure she obtained in the Blood Emperor Ancestral Mountain, the Tianhe Holy Dharma Vase. It was once in charge of the third-generation Tianshui Banner Master of the Demon Sect.

Holding the jade vase in her hand, Xiaoyue turned it upside down. Suddenly, a long silver river swept out, as if it could wash away everything, carrying a vast coercion and crushing forward.

"Jin Long, she wants to kill me, what do you think we should do?"

However, facing such an offensive, Jin Wuming did not take action immediately. Instead, he asked the golden sword in front of him.

Strangely, the golden sword actually responded. It said in a very sinister voice: "If you dare to be the enemy of the master, then use her blood to sacrifice my sword spirit."

Only soldiers whose level exceeds the fourth level can initially give birth to their own consciousness... Obviously, the level of this Good Fortune Golden Dragon Sword has exceeded the fourth level, and the weapon spirit can already communicate with its owner.

This also means that when Jin Wuming holds this sword, it can perfectly fit with it and exert its most powerful power.

"Okay." Jin Wuming said.

After saying this, Jin Wuming raised his head, looked at the long silver river that was overwhelming the sky, raised his sword to the sky, and slashed down in front of him.

“Buzz~~”

More than 1,600 Dao weapon patterns were inspired from the body of the Good Fortune Golden Dragon Sword, forming a thirty-foot-wide golden chain.

What's more, it roared towards the long silver river, carrying a majestic power that made the world tremble.

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