"What"

Eight Ji Wuming had just disappeared, and one figure seemed to have no time to take action, and people looked shocked.

The corpse and head fell from the air. Under the twist of the space, Dongmingyu's petite and delicate figure slowly emerged.

Ji Wuming, who was killed by Dongming Yu, had a rapid and hard body, like a corpse, and had no chance of life.

"The eight-life soul-sustaining technique is the most useless assassination technique. If you are not strong enough, what if you have ten thousand lives?

Wasting so much energy on your clone, just to save your life, has already gone astray for killing. Before hurting the enemy, seeking self-protection first, and ultimately, you will not be able to achieve the great way." The dagger in Dongmingyu's hand was like water, with ripples flashing, and its sharpness hidden in it, but it brings endless fear to people, as if it can cut off someone else's neck at any time.

Ji Wuming just summoned his clone and was killed by Dongmingyu, which shocked everyone.

“Buzz…”

Suddenly, figures appeared, and the seven Ji Wuming actually killed Dongmingyu in seven directions at the same time. The seven people had different directions, different fronts and backs, and different angles. The seven people took action at the same time, similar to a formation. No matter how Dongmingyu resisted, they would inevitably be stabbed by one of them. This was an unsolvable blow.

But what was shocking was that Ji Wuming's seven figures actually passed by Dongmingyu at the same time. Dongmingyu's body dissipated like water, and what he attacked was a phantom.

"Oops"

Ji Wuming's face changed drastically.

"puff"

At this moment, a dagger appeared silently, cutting off Ji Wuming's neck, and another clone was killed.

"Your stupidity is shocking. I have already spoken out the Eight-Life Soul-Sustaining Technique, which proves that I understand it.

The eight fates correspond to the eight gates, such as Happiness, Life, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Shock, Open. I killed your clone of the gate as soon as I came up, and you will have endless vitality from now on, and you will never have a chance.

But you are so stupid that you abandoned the technique of resusciting the soul of the Eight Life, and switched to the technique of killing the gods of the Seven Stars, but you changed it to be inappropriate.

What self-created eight slaughtering techniques is just added to the eight-life soul-sustaining technique, and it becomes self-created?

Like your master, you are a group of self-righteous idiots, who have lost their roots and ended up becoming self-admiring idiots." Dong Mingyu snorted coldly, his figure swayed, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"die"

Ji Wuming roared, and the only six remaining figures suddenly merged into one, and the dagger stabbed towards the void.

"boom"

With a shocking explosion, Dongmingyu's figure appeared. Two daggers collided together, and ripples filled with cold air spread. When the ripples radiated and were covered by the invisible ripples, everyone felt the souls hurt sharply, and the cold murderous intent seemed to be about to peel off their souls from their bodies.

"Boom..."

A strange phenomenon rose behind Ji Wuming, and as the endless milky white mist flowed, a pair of huge palms appeared. Runes of time and space on both hands flowed, carrying the supreme divine power.

"We have to lose two clones to truly burst out with all our strength. These two clones may not be able to make up for it in three or five years.

But it doesn't matter. You're going to die soon, so don't think about things that are so far away."

Dongmingyu's delicate cheeks were filled with endless indifference. At this time, she was like the god of death who was harvesting life, without any feelings.

"You fart, I still have countless trump cards, enough to kill you little bitch." Ji Wuming roared. At this time, his face was distorted and full of anger.

You should know that his clone was cultivated by him with endless effort. Although he was killed by Dongmingyu, he took back the essence and soul of the clone.

But if you want to cultivate a new clone, as Dong Mingyu said, it is impossible to cultivate it without three or five years.

"boom"

As Ji Wuming roared, the divine light flowed in the vision behind him. The big hands moved and quickly formed a hand seal. The vast power gushed out of his dagger, like a meteor exploding, and Dongmingyu was shocked in an instant.

"Go to die for me"

Ji Wuming had already lost his usual wisdom and calmness. He stepped on the void and took every step forward, his body flashed in the air, like light refracting in the void.

"Buzz"

Ji Wuming appeared behind Dongmingyu like a ghost, and a blow hit her back heart. The speed was so fast that it was unparalleled. One blow hit Dongmingyu.

"puff"

Blood splattered, but what was shocking was that the blood was not Dongmingyu's, but Ji Wuming's.

The Dongmingyu hit by Ji Wuming is still an illusion. The real Dongmingyu appeared behind Ji Wuming like a ghost. The dagger cut across Ji Wuming's shoulder and made a deep hole.

Dongmingyu's face was cold. After one blow, the dagger made a beautiful reversal on Yu's hand, turning from backhand to forehand, like a lightning bolt slashing at Ji Wuming's neck.

Ji Wuming was originally angry, but Dongmingyu's dagger was like a cold water topping, which instantly made him wake up.

He stabbed Dong Mingyu's afterimage and felt something was wrong. He quickly dodged and avoided the vital points of the back of his neck. Dong Mingyu's dagger hit his shoulder.

Dongmingyu's moves were too fast, and he didn't give him any chance to breathe. With such a quick change of moves, even his space and time power could not keep up.

"puff"

Dongmingyu's dagger slashed Ji Wuming's neck for the second time. As blood splattered, Ji Wuming quickly retreated. The dagger was also not cut, and it only cut a hole, which was not fatal.

However, the few moves of the two of them made countless powerful people frightened. The two of them had a dangerous move, fast moves, and such a rapid close-knit fight, as long as the reaction was a little slow, the life and death were determined.

No matter those supreme geniuses or the older generation of city lord-level strong men, no one has ever seen a duel between killers. The battle between Dongmingyu and Ji Wuming is the top peak duel among killers. The speed, tricks, and body skills are simply terrifying.

“Hahaha…”

Ji Wuming smiled, all the anger and fear on his face disappeared, as if nothing had happened. He touched the blood on his neck, looked at the petite beautiful girl opposite him, and said self-deprecatingly:

"It turns out that there is someone outside of people, and there is someone outside of heaven. Thank you for teaching me a lesson today.

Master is right. My biggest shortcoming is that I have no real opponent on the road to growth, which makes me too conceited.

I need a real whetstone to grind my edges and my anxiety before I can truly step on that step.

Now my whetstone finally appears. If you kill you, I will no longer be the Ji Wuming I used to be."

Ji Wuming was injured continuously. He was furious, but now he calmed down in an instant, shocking countless people. Even the old monsters who had lived for endless years still asked themselves that they could not do the form of Ji Wuming, and could control their anger and fear as they pleased. This person was very terrible.

"You are wrong. I am not your whetstone, and you are not my whetstone. You are just one of my preys, or your head is the war letter I challenged your master." Dong Mingyu said lightly.

"Oh? Is that right? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

"Boom..."

While speaking, Ji Wuming's hands in the strange phenomenon behind him formed seals continuously, and his hands suddenly opened, and a portal appeared between his huge hands.
Chapter completed!