The fighting style that burns life can often be more able to achieve a higher level...

"Why haven't you left yet?" Domotoki glanced at Wuming: "Think I'll die? I won't die before I beat you with my own hands."

Speaking of this, Domotoki looked at the two Shenlong Kingdom Legions who had just arrived below: "This is the battlefield made by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and they can only die if they come. As the successor of the Five Heroes for so many years, I have never done anything that the Five Heroes have done. Today I am lucky, and God has given me such a good opportunity."

Domotoki, who rarely speaks, has spoken a lot more today than usual, which gives Wuming a bad premonition.

"I never seemed to beat you." Domotoki frowned slightly: "This makes me very uncomfortable. Today is an opportunity. If I can save these retreating legions, I should be able to beat you once in terms of popularity."

Some people do not need too much conversation, so they have different positions and can become confidants.

Such is the person between Wuming and Domotoki. People who know the crazy and paranoid Domotoki better than Wuming in this world may not exist at all.

Although Domotoki rarely has direct contact with Wuming, there are not many people who know Wuming better than Domotoki.

"Do you believe it? Today, I will surpass you in both fame and strength."

Domotoki's wrist was gently moved, and his face, which had always been paranoid and crazy, had a hint of happy smile as if the spring breeze was indescribable. It seemed that the Crazy Dragon would completely change overnight, but it became stronger! Wuming is sure of this.

"Let's go." Domotoki patted Wuming's shoulder: "Some things are not what you, a civilian, should bear. The glory of the Five Heroes. You can't really let you steal them all. Although, I hate the glory of the Five Heroes."

As a confidant, Wuming Damotoki has made up his mind that he will only make the other party hate him here, and...

"I want to fight too." Wuming couldn't help but hold the knife in his hand tightly: "As you said, I have a lot of concerns, but that is not my burden or obstacle. Those are the motivation for me to survive and become stronger! This battlefield is a special stage for Taiping Heavenly Kingdom to build for me, so I won't..."

"Time is here!" Gabriel had been calm and suddenly became ferocious. At the same time, the forces in Wuming's body that were gradually being suppressed suddenly exploded like a bomb. Blood was completely sprayed out from his body again, and the powerful energy impact was shocked. Even Wuming, who had already been empty, could no longer bear it, and his body fell directly with a shock.

Unconscious! Wuming fell directly to the ground.

If it weren't for the chatting of Domoto Kidi, with Wuming's ability, he could also discover the hidden energy in his body as soon as possible and find a way to completely eliminate these powers.

However, the brief distraction made Wuming lose the best opportunity to eliminate hidden energy.

Domotoki raised his eyelids, and he actually had this ability with a sword just now. After a brief thought, Domotoki's face smiled, very good! If Wuming hadn't been injured this time, he wouldn't have known this at all.

The moment Wuming fell, the two sixth-level God warriors who had moved secretly flashed with fierce eyes at the same time. They rushed towards Wuming at a very fast speed, and chose to attack without stopping the holy sword in their hand!

Only by truly separating the nameless body can they be completely at ease!

"I'm so disappointed."

Domoto Kiji's voice was filled with calmness, but this calm feeling was even more creepy.

A crazy guy suddenly calmed down. Only those who have actually seen it can experience what the huge gap would feel.

When two sixth-level God Warriors heard Domotoki's words ringing in their ears, the red and weird biochemical creation sword had penetrated the throat of a god warrior. The biochemical creation sword, which was brighter than blood, flashed in just a flash, and the strange sword body suddenly surged, directly penetrated the head of another sixth-level God Warrior opposite.

In the crowd, Ling Feng jumped high, holding Wuming who had quickly woken up from his coma with one hand, and blocking Gabriel's sword energy with a trembling spear.

Bang!

Ling Feng's arm bones heard the sound of bone breaking, his fair face instantly turned into gold paper, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. Several times of fighting finally fell to the ground, and the legs under his knees completely sank into the ground.

So strong! Ling Feng's whole body was trembling. It was not until this moment that he knew what kind of monster the person Wuming had just fought against! The opponent then attacked without using all his strength, and almost killed the lives of his five heroes.

Not long ago, the monster had a full sword, but did not kill Wuming, but only made him squirt blood all over his body.

"I'm fine, let me go." Wuming stepped on the ground, holding a knife and fighting spirit burst out again. He was attacked by the other party like this. If he didn't give the other party a little color, would he still be considered a man?

"What's good?" Ling Feng suppressed his injury and slashed Wuming's neck with a palm: "All the injuries are so bad, come with me first."

With one palm, Wuming, who should have been slashed, did not faint. This palm just cut him so hard that he almost screamed out, and his body staggered.

Without slashing Wuming with a palm, Ling Feng caught up with Wuming with a swaying foot, and from behind his arm stuck Wuming's neck and dragged it back: "You can't even beat me now, why should you fight him?"

Although Ling Feng was also injured, his injuries were not as serious as Wuming. This drag was dragged Wuming several meters before he was stopped by Wuming's strange force.

"Wu Ming, let me fight this battle."

Hearing this voice, Wuming's heart sank suddenly, and the metal sword body hit several positions in his body, and he could not move him.

Famous Sword! There are not many people in the world who can kill the injured Wuming in an instant. Famous Sword is undoubtedly one of the qualified ones.

The sword energy locked Wuming's body, and Ling Feng didn't thank him. He directly carried Wuming and said to Zhao Lengtong not far away, "Princess! Let's go! Do you want to call him back?"

"That's right!" Zhao Lengtong looked at the battlefield with reluctance: "Now our army is full of momentum, I'm not willing to give up just like that."

"Okay! Go back! I'll leave." Ling Feng took a look at Zhao Lengtong, who was supposed to be wise because of failure: "Next time, you will be trapped again. At worst, you can create a few more legions of lives to save you."

With a cold sarcasm, Zhao Lengtong felt a wake-up call, and sighed and looked up at Gabriel in the sky with her head raised and shouted: "Blue Scarf Bandit! This princess swears as the descendant of the hero, one day! I will kill you all!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Lengtong's toes hit the ground and quickly retreated outside the battlefield.

The sword killed two God warriors. Domotoki's wrists shook gently, and the heads of the two God warriors flew into the air. The long sword in the middle pointed to Gabriel in the distance: "It's your turn."

Gabriel's eyes flashed a little surprised. In addition to Wuming, there is a Domotoki, a place where the sixth level can easily kill the God Warriors.

Compared to Wuming, this Domotoki couldn't detect any breath that a human should have. It was like a legendary monster.

The huge flesh wings made Gabriel frown deeply. He had seen this state for a long time, long time ago, and his name seemed to be Domoto...

"Boy, anyone from your ancestors used this sword?" Gabriel was not in a hurry to take action. All the situation on the battlefield was under his control. He also had a slight impression of this red earth demon sword.

"Are you the legendary god?" Domotoki did not answer Gabriel, but said to himself: "Come up, it's your turn."

Gabriel smiled coldly. It seemed that the world had really changed. The young masters of this generation did not have the humility that God and the seniors should have. Talking is a challenge.

"You are not qualified to fight me." Gabriel shook his head and waved his hand. A seventh-level God warrior flew out of the crowd: "Kill this crazy dragon general."

The order to kill people was spoken from Gabriel. It seemed as simple as eating bean sprouts. His eyes were always staring at Lingfeng leaving behind Wuming.

"Interesting young man..." Gabriel chased after him. Wuming must die today! Otherwise, he would be more difficult to deal with when he recovered this time.

"Gabriel!"

A crazy voice came from behind Gabriel, and at the same time, there was a persistent murderous intent and anger pounced on him.

Looking back, the head of the seventh-level God warrior had fallen, and a five-inch long blood-swelling wound on Domotoki's chest was filled with great satisfaction, but his eyes were filled with incomparable anger.

"Do you look down on me?" Domotoki stuck out his tongue and gently licked the biochemical creation sword stained with the blood of the seventh-level God Warrior: "I am stronger than Wuming."

Gabriel's eyebrows beat again. Although the seventh-level God Warrior just now was far from Cain's opponent, he was indeed a seventh-level warrior. Even if he could not kill Domotoki, he would probably fight for a long time.

"I really didn't expect it!" Gabriel's eyes showed a few lines of praise: "You actually exchanged your physical injury for your opponent's life. I can tell you with certainty that Wuming is stronger than you. But you are indeed far more cruel than Wuming for your own level."

Gabriel gently raised a finger and two seventh-level warriors rushed up on the ground. Today, in order to kill Wuming, Eden can be said to have invested a lot of money.

You know, the seventh-level master is not a cabbage. Even in the Heaven and Eden, it is a valuable existence. Every death is a major consumption!

"You two, tell him what power is." Gabriel turned and flew to Wuming again, his voice still in his previous position: "Just kill it directly."

"Kill me?" Domotoki's calm eyes began to go crazy. If the battle of the Crazy Dragon General was not crazy, would it still be called Crazy Dragon General?

The Biochemical Creation Sword was fully embedded in his body. Domotoki's muscles were squirming rapidly, and his entire face was full of blue veins. All blue veins twisted and hovered on his face, forming a black color similar to steel plates. His people were like monsters crawling out of hell.

Two seventh-level God warriors rushed over and saw Domotoki's changes. The eyes also jumped out of a hint of fear. What is even more monster than a monster is actually a Crazy Dragon General?

With a twisted face, cold pupils, Domotoki's madness once again turned into quietness. He said in an extremely plain tone: "What is power? I have been asking myself, do you know? What is power?"

"madman!"

The same thought passed through the minds of the seventh-level God warriors, and they did not stop at all. They rushed directly to Domotoki.

Faced with such an opponent, they were afraid that after their momentary timidity, they would not even have the courage to fight with each other.

Ling Feng escaped quickly with Wuming on his back, and Gabriel chased him faster!

Mingjian flashed to stop him, but two seventh-level God warriors rushed out of the crowd, and directly intercepted Mingjian and started fighting with him.

Today, Gabriel has made a strong sense and must kill Wuming! The growth of this monster is not only terrible. The most terrifying thing is that he vaguely feels that this person may cooperate with the Heavenly Court in the future!

One Heaven is hard enough. With this fast-growing guy, Gabriel didn't want the Heaven to gain any unexpected gains.

"Get out!" Ming Jian snorted coldly, and the prosperous sword technique attacked the two of them like mercury pouring over the ground.

The two God warriors complained secretly in their hearts. The sword's sword technique is really good. Although it is of the sixth level strength, its sword technique is rare for even the seventh level masters.

If the sword technique is just not easy to block, you can still choose to fight back with your overwhelming strength. However, the person in front of you is a descendant of Ming Jianshan.

Eden has also collected information about experts from other areas of the desert. Mingjian Mountain's Mingjian is also a master of the world. He is as famous as the killer king Beichenzhan. These people are all on a dangerous list. Before the decisive battle with the Heavenly Court, it is better not to provoke these people, so as not to provoke these people to the Heavenly Court.

Facing the Ming Jian, the two masters joined forces to ensure that they could severely damage the Ming Jian, but due to the amazing forces behind the Ming Jian, they could only defend continuously.

The two masters held the Ming Jian, and a hint of pride flashed in Gabrieldi's eyes. All of this was being calculated! Beichen Zhan went far away to contact the masters of the world. Now no one can stop Wuming from being killed.

The holy sword in his hand rolled again, and Gabriel slashed out a killing blow. Ling Feng wanted to return the gun to block it, but found that in front of this powerful attack, his gun was like a straw facing the flood and had no effect at all.

Bang!

The ground suddenly vibrated, and countless smoke and dust flew all over the sky.

There was no trace of smile on Gabriel's face, but his eyes were cold and he stared at the smoke and dusty ground.

In the pit with a diameter of more than ten meters, Wuming stood at the bottom of the pit with a knife in his hands. Although his body was covered in blood, his eyes were still flashing with a high fighting spirit. Ling Feng was half lying on the ground behind Wuming, looking in a shocked look.

She could not have imagined that at the critical moment, Wuming, who had no combat power, had already burst out from somewhere, and blocked Gabriel's attack again.

Crack... Crack... Crack...

The gap in the ranks, after Wuming resisted a single blow, many bones began to break in his body, and his chest cavity was even more violently fluctuating. If it weren't for the regeneration gene, perhaps only a corpse would be standing.

"Okay, very good!" Gabriel nodded slowly, and the cold light in his eyes also turned into praise: "As a warrior, I really hope you can become the strongest to fight me, but as a strong man in the Garden of Eden, for the sake of the supreme God, I can only kill you, the danger bud in advance. You are so dangerous, I admit that I was careless and tried to kill you with an eighth-level blow. As the rude just now, I apologize to you. Now, let me use the power of the ninth level to send you to death!"

The mighty power swelled in the holy sword in Gabriel's hand. Just the power of the prelude, a strong wind blew out of thin air, which made people around them subconsciously close their eyes to block the dust blowing by the wind.
To be continued...