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Chen Ming's heart tightened, he looked around and countless sharp swords were aimed at Zhuo Qingyao.

With Chen Ming's current magic power, he can use the Tongxuan at most once. I don't know how many he can kill, and he can do it without doing it. However, Zhuo Qingyao must be unharmed. Chen Ming was an orphan before, and he could feel the loneliness of him alone in the world. If he fell down, he could only get up by himself. There would never be a second person to care about him. If he was injured, he could only lick his wounds at night.

Zhuo Qingyao, only himself.

She has no other person to rely on except herself.

Chen Ming said to Zhuo Qingyao behind him: "Don't worry, I'll fight for a while. If it really doesn't work, we'll leave. No one in this world can hurt you."

Chen Ming lifted his black feather robe and blocked Zhuo Qingyao. After all, he was the feather of a big monster and could block ordinary weapons.

Chen Ming waved his sword and slashed a flying sword that sneaked into Zhuo Qingyao's attack, and said seriously: "Do you know? You have completely angered me, and only the destruction of the country can make me vent my anger!"

Chen Ming no longer killed those ordinary soldiers. Their attack could not break through his body protection magic power, nor could he hurt Zhuo Qingyao. He turned his current target to the practitioners entering the Taoist realm in the sky. Only by killing these entering the Taoist realm that could hurt Zhuo Qingyao can he fight unscrupulously.

At this time, at least twenty practitioners who entered the Taoist realm had gathered in the sky.

Chen Ming kicked the ground, stepped on the demon cloud, and rushed straight towards a cultivator. With a wave of his hand, a sword energy was slashed out. At this moment, a flying sword suddenly flew from behind and rushed towards Zhuo Qingyao. The Su Wang sword had just been swung out, but before he could take it back, Chen Ming turned around and landed on his chest, half an inch of flesh, and a trace of blood dripped from his chest.

After all, this is a spiritual soldier. If the Jiujiu Xuan Gong practices to the peak of a demon general, even the spiritual soldier cannot break his body!

But now, he is still one last step away from the demon general.

The cultivator who controlled the flying sword wanted to take back his flying sword, but found that Chen Ming actually locked the flying sword with his muscles!

The tenth level of the Wendao Realm, the tenth level are all the physical body of cultivation. Strengthen the physical body. The tenth level can compress the spiritual energy in the body into magic power. Now Chen Ming is at the twenty-fourth level of the Wendao Realm!

His body is far inferior to the demon race.

The muscles on his body were as hard as gold and jade, with a layer of golden light flashing faintly. The muscles were tense, locking the flying sword on his chest like iron pliers!

Chen Ming walked in the air, but in just three steps he rushed to the cultivator who could not be retracted by the flying sword. He slashed the cultivator with one sword and directly split the cultivator in half!

At this moment, three flying swords flew towards Zhuo Qingyao behind him. Chen Ming reached out and grabbed the practitioner who entered the Taoist realm in front of him and turned around with the force. The three flying swords passed through the practitioner and inserted them into Chen Ming's chest, abdomen, and arms, and directly threw the practitioner who died and could not die anymore.

Chen Ming glanced at the four flying swords stuck on his body, "It seems that I can only kill you, or be beaten to death by you."

"It's a pity that I don't like being beaten to death by you, and I'm curious about what expression you looked like when you were beaten to death."

Take out a thousand-year-old snow ginseng from the storage ring, put it directly in your mouth, chew it a few bites and swallow it. Although it cannot heal his injuries now, it can also keep himself in shape. A spirit stone appeared in his left hand. While absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stone to restore magic power, Chen Ming continued to fly towards the practitioners entering the Taoist realm in the sky.

"What I practice is the iron sand palm. I will grab his spiritual sword. You can take this opportunity to kill him!" said a burly practitioner.

Afterwards, the Dao Realm rushed towards Chen Ming and directly grabbed Chen Ming's Su Wang sword. Chen Ming smiled and said, "I'm afraid I'm dreaming if I want to catch my sword!"

Chen Ming waved his sword and pointed his sword at the star, and the world was domineering and starting style.

With a sword, the sword energy was swept violently. The enemy who wanted to catch Chen Mingjian was directly slapped into the ground with a sword, smashing a big pit on the ground, and hitting three soldiers to death.

The spirit stone in the left hand turned into pieces and floated down. A spirit stone appeared in Chen Ming's hand again, absorbing the spirit stone in it frantically.

One spirit stone followed by another spirit stone turned into ashes in Chen Ming's hand. Five more flying swords attacked in front of Chen Ming. Chen Ming reached out with his left hand and directly clamped the five flying swords with his left hand, leaving five bloody wounds on his left hand and left abdomen.

Chen Minggang was already furious at this moment, "Die it all! The world is domineering!"

The sword energy gushed out violently from his right hand, and a sword energy flew out towards those practitioners entering the Taoist realm who had lost the flying sword!

puff!

puff!

puff!

The three entering the Tao fell from the sky and turned into a pool of mud.

"He can't hold on for long. As long as we continue, he will definitely die of serious injuries!"

“Go together!”

"With the power of us and others, he will severely hurt him!"

Chen Ming looked at the more than ten practitioners entering the Taoist realm who were rushing towards him. The spiritual energy burst out on his left hand. He wanted to use his finger to Tongxuan again!

Even if the magic power is exhausted, it is nothing. With his body, no one can keep him!

"One finger to the mysterious!"

Chen Ming pointed out, and his blue giant finger swept through the storm again and flew towards the gathering practitioners.

boom!

The blue giant finger swept across everything, directly killing nine practitioners entering the Taoist realm, and then smashing the earth that had already begun to break. A big pit appeared on the earth again!

The aftermath spreads like ripples. When you encounter an ordinary sergeant, you will get powder when you rub it!

The remaining practitioners finally did not dare to continue attacking Chen Ming. Chen Ming killed thirty-eight practitioners who entered the Taoist realm in one battle. There were no more practitioners near their imperial city to surround and kill.

Chen Ming looked at the ordinary sergeant on the ground with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "Now, it's your turn to bear my anger!"

Having said that, Chen Ming was still worried that Zhuo Qingyao would be hurt, so he was ready to break through.

He used up his magic power and still had this powerful body. He waved the five-foot-long Su Wang sword in his hand. Chen Ming rushed into the crowd and rushed like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus with a long spear in front and directly hit him, with a sharp sword in front and directly hit him, Chen Ming broke out like a crazy beast.

An ordinary person is no match for him at all, and he is knocked to death!

Chen Ming waved the Su Wang sword in his hand to open the way, and there was no enemy of his one-union. In his left hand, he was still absorbing spiritual energy and restoring magic power.

"Ding, the formation has cut more than ten thousand, and you have achieved achievements. The halo is upgraded to you. You have gained 5,000 spiritual consciousness and 500 reputation points."

People are frightened by your killings and avoid them.

Effect: Shock, people with unstable will lose their combat ability, and your magic carries a hint of murderous intent.

“Is it on?”

"Open!"

A trace of red mist spread across the blood, gathering towards Chen Ming. His eyes turned blood red at this moment, and his body was full of murderous intent.

Under the halo, no soldier dared to continue attacking him. When he saw Chen Ming, he avoided him.

"He is not a human, he is a devil!"

"This is simply an invincible monster!"

"Go away quickly, it's still time to escape now!"

......

Chen Ming walked forward for a while and finally felt the magic power that could support his flight. He stepped on the demon clouds and left the place directly.

By a stream, Chen Ming put down Zhuo Qingyao behind him. Zhuo Qingyao looked at Chen Ming, who was covered with wounds and five swords in front of him, and tears flashed in his eyes, "Master, do you feel pain?"

Chen Ming reached out and rubbed Zhuo Qingyao's head, "Don't be sensational at this time, it will definitely hurt. Oh, it's my life. Come and pull it out for me!"

"Be gentle, be gentle, it hurts!"
Chapter completed!