"My sword is called Hei Mo. I will use it to strike a sword next. If you can still do it, I will give you a set of exercises and this sword. After you practice it, you will ascend to the world of gods, not to mention the world.
Invincible, there is absolutely no problem in becoming the master of a party." Wuming said.
"What kind of technique?" Ye Xiong asked.
"The Buddhist skills in you come from the same place."
Ye Xiong's eyes lit up and he asked urgently: "Do you know where the skills on my body come from?"
"Don't you know?" Wuming asked back.
"I really do not know."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Anyway, you will know one day."
Wuming took the sword out of the wooden box, held it in his hand, and weighed it.
He seemed to have not seen this magic weapon for a long time, stroking it carefully.
"Wu Ming, I have one more thing to ask." Ye Xiong suddenly said.
"you say."
"Have you ever challenged the reincarnation of the God Emperor, Ye Wentian?"
"Challenged."
"What's the result?" Ye Xiong asked anxiously.
"He is not the person I want to wait for." Wuming replied with an ambiguous word.
"So, I'm the one you want to wait for?"
"Then let's see if you can block my sword."
After Wuming finished speaking, his body rose into the sky and landed on the sky.
With him as the center, a huge vortex formed, and countless forces surged towards him.
The people around him looked at each other, wondering what he was doing.
But everyone can see that his momentum keeps rising and getting stronger.
But, why didn't he absorb the vitality?
Ye Xiong thought with a thought, and his eyes appeared.
Next, he saw a shocking scene.
I saw countless stars in the sky, like sunshine, falling on Wuming's body.
He is absorbing the power of the stars.
The power of countless stars entered Wuming's body, causing his aura to rise straight up.
"Ah Xiong, be careful." You Ming shouted from a distance.
Although she couldn't see what Wuming was doing, she could feel that Wuming's aura was becoming more and more terrifying.
The horror was so terrible that it made her heart palpitate.
"Since our skills come from the same place and our cultivation levels are the same, what you can do, I can do too."
"In addition to Buddhist skills, I also have demon supernatural powers. I don't believe that I can't stop your sword."
Ye Xiong's body also rose into the sky, fell into the air, and performed the Seven Transformations of the True Ape into the Ancient God Ape, using the body of the God Ape to perform seven levels of Brahma Sacred Arts.
Once the seventh-level Brahma Saint skill is activated, the power of stars in the universe will be attracted by him and enter his body.
In the past, Ye Xiong didn't know how to absorb the power of stars to fight. Wuming taught him just now. Under the prying eyes of Wuming, all Wuming's movements could not escape his discerning eyes.
He is learning and selling now.
He found it very useful.
Ye Xiong felt that his aura had reached its peak.
If Fairy Taoyuan were in front of him now, he would even have the confidence to slap her to death with one palm.
"I'm going to move, be careful." Wuming shouted, and Hei Mo took out his hand.
With an indescribable momentum, the entire universe was almost pierced by a sword.
The unparalleled momentum made everyone moved, ashamed, palpitating, and filled with all sorts of emotions.
When everyone had no time to think, the black ink had already swallowed Ye Xiong.
…
The sky with tens of thousands of people was filled with silence for a moment.
No one spoke, and even stopped breathing.
Everyone didn't even dare to breathe, as if breathing would change the situation of the battle.
No one could see clearly what happened just now.
The fluctuations are too big, and everyone can only wait for the fluctuations to disappear.
After a long time, the fluctuation disappeared.
In mid-air, a giant ape appeared.
The giant ape has a sword stuck in his chest right now, it is Hei Mo.
The giant ape recovered quickly and turned into Ye Xiong's appearance at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.
Ye Xiong stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and with a pop, he pulled the sword out of his chest, looked at it in front of his eyes, and said, "It's a good sword, but it's a pity that it's just a little bit short."
If the sword struck just half a centimeter further, it would have been inserted into his heart.
It was just this little difference that allowed him to successfully defend against it.
There was no stabbing in the heart, just trauma, which means no injury.
Wow!
From the bottom of the field, there was a roar like a tidal wave.
Everyone who cared about Ye Xiong was extremely excited.
No one believed that Ye Xiong could block it, but Ye Xiong created a miracle.
The myth of Wuming's invincibility has been broken.
"Wu Ming, you lose." Ye Xiong said calmly.
Wuming stared at him without saying anything, with a pleased smile on his face.
Originally, he should be disappointed because he lost, but instead of being disappointed, he actually showed a look of relief on his face.
"After waiting for thousands of years, I finally arrived, and you really didn't disappoint me." Wuming suddenly burst into laughter: "I finally found someone who can block my full-strength sword."
"Why are you waiting for me? What's your purpose?" Ye Xiong asked.
Wuming said nothing, took out a soul slip from his body and threw it over.
Ye Xiong stretched out his hand and simply caught the soul.
"There is a set of magic skills here that are worthy of your Buddhist skills. Practice well and we will meet again."
After Wuming finished speaking, an incarnation suddenly appeared above his head, turned into dots of starlight, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Before anyone could see clearly what the incarnation looked like, he had already disappeared.
At the same time, the nameless body suddenly shouted: "Why am I here? I am obviously sleeping at home. What is going on?"
Everyone's eyes fell on the nameless body.
Ye Xiong walked over, stretched out his hand, and pulled off the mask on Wuming's face, revealing an unfamiliar face.
"The Lord of Lingyan City, Ling Feng."
"Ling Feng is Wuming, how is this possible?"
"What exactly is going on?"
The eyes of everyone around him fell on the Taoist boy beside Wuming. At this moment, no one knew the truth except him.
"Don't you understand? My master is not from this world at all." Tao Tong snorted coldly and said, "He just borrowed someone's body casually. If the body he borrowed this time wasn't so bad, he might not have
Can block a sword."
"It turns out that Wuming is the incarnation of the lower realm." Ye Xiong sighed, finally understanding.
The reason why Wuming covers his face every time is because he doesn't want people to know that he uses his physical body.
With the help of his physical body, he can conceal his incarnation's identity, so no one has discovered it for tens of thousands of years.
However, this lower realm incarnation was so powerful that Ye Xiong did not dare to resemble it.
Even Lu Qingfeng, it is absolutely impossible for his lower realm incarnation to possess such heaven-defying combat power.
What has happened in the God Realm over the past tens of thousands of years, and why have so many peerless powerful men appeared?
Who is Wuming’s true identity?
Why did he want to teach him the exercises?
Also, he said that his Brahma Kungfu and his Kung Fu came from the same world. Where is this world?
Ye Xiong was very curious. He felt that the current God Realm was no longer the same God Realm that Ye Wentian still had in his mind.
Just like before, he never believed that the incarnation of the lower realm could defeat himself in the same realm.
But today, his understanding was overturned.
The people around him were in mourning. After knowing the truth, many people had mixed feelings in their hearts.
Wuming's true face was revealed, which made people unhappy.
It turns out that this so-called myth is not from this world at all.
From now on, the myth of Wuming will no longer exist.
Of course, the second myth appeared, he was Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong will become an ascension platform, a new myth, an invincible myth.