The wind has disappeared, there is no wind and no sound.
Even if Mu Wancheng was not affected by the Death Realm (Void), he did not have any extra energy to focus on Feng Mo at the moment.
Because the power of these nine flying knives far exceeded his expectation!
When the first flying knife came with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, although Mu Wancheng's mentality was unbalanced due to the emergence of fear, as a strong man in the late stage of the Grand Master, he still relied on a heavy punch that condensed the corpse poison's aura to defeat him.
It's shot away!
But after the second knife struck from the air, he fought back in the same way, but was forced to take a step back by the power of the flying knife that had suddenly nearly doubled!
'It's stronger! The second sword is twice as powerful as the first sword!'
Fear was still spreading like crazy, but Mu Wancheng's remaining sanity did not allow him to completely give up thinking and choose to surrender without mercy!
At the same time, the third flying knife suddenly came towards his chest!
Mu Wancheng took a deep breath, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a dark green shield of Gang Qi immediately enveloped his whole body!
Click!
The moment the tip of the knife touched the guard, the hard Gang Qi turned into powder and disappeared, and the majestic knife rushed straight down!
This time, Mu Wancheng's arms were directly pierced, blood spilled on the ground, and his body flew out!
'The power of the third sword... how is it possible!'
Drops of sweat slid down his cheeks, and as the true energy surged in his body, the third flying knife that penetrated his arm was also blown away.
But at this moment, Mu Wancheng was half-kneeling on the ground, as if he no longer had any confidence that he could block the next attack!
However, before he could continue to think, the fourth knife turned at a weird angle and penetrated directly into the back of his head!
At the same time, a figure came quickly, and the terrifying energy erupted from its body almost turned into a tornado that destroyed all directions!
It’s the Golden Corpse Wang Zhiming!
When the first sword struck Mu Wancheng, the golden corpse gave up all defenses and headed towards Mu Wancheng despite being hit hard by Zhang Guyen's three moves!
This is also Mu Wancheng's last line of defense. When he has almost lost the confidence to fight back, the golden corpse he is linked to will give him a glimmer of hope!
And Wang Zhiming also did it!
I saw sword energy surging all over his body. Facing the final blow of the fourth sword, under the point of his long sword, a bright sword light struck straight at him!
This sword changed the direction of the flying knife, and it flew past Mu Wancheng's ear, but the awe-inspiring sword energy still left a shocking blood mark on it!
Immediately, the flying knife hit the ground with a loud bang, as if a towering mountain peak had descended from the sky, and it collapsed into a large sunken pit where Mu Wancheng was half-kneeling!
'It's not an illusion...'
Mu Wancheng's pupils shrank. It turned out that the fourth sword was stronger, even stronger than the third sword, but why!
He subconsciously touched his right ear, and thick blood seeped out from between his fingers. The seed of fear in his heart has now grown into a towering tree!
Qin Fan looked at this scene condescendingly, and from his perspective, Mu Wancheng's power had been stripped away by 80% of the true meaning of martial arts: Death Realm (Void)!
The same 80% potential is also added to the flying knife!
If we say his biggest gain from breaking through the Grand Master is that he can abandon the most primitive method of throwing flying knives and directly use the divine sword!
During this process, his mental power seemed to turn into long threads connected to the flying knives transformed by Wanxiang Emperor Tribulation!
This also caused some changes in the true meaning of martial arts he mastered, the Realm of Death (Void).
Originally, the true meaning of this martial art was to increase one's own power by inducing fear in the opponent, absorbing it, and then establishing victory in one fell swoop!
But now Qin Fan has omitted the step of condensing force. As long as he is within the range of his mental power, the opponent's fear can be instantly turned into his own effective combat power!
Of course, the heaven-level divine weapon-Wanxiang Emperor Tribulation also played an extremely crucial role.
[Attribute 4: Emperor's presence: can be integrated into spiritual power to inspire extremely powerful pressure, and can amplify the power of any martial arts true meaning by ~ times!]
It seems that he can't tell whether it is because of his understanding of the true meaning of the martial arts of Tian Jue Di Destruction that the Death Domain (Void) has undergone a level of transformation, or whether this is the special attribute brought about by the Wanxiang Emperor Tribulation.
Blessing.
Judging from the results, Qin Fan can now use these advantages to truly achieve his reputation as invincible.
But now facing Mu Wancheng, it's not enough.
Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. Absorbing a Luo Qianpo also caused some burden on him. The transformation of the power of Qi and blood was secondary, and the other party's mental power and memory were the big one.
At this moment, these things are locked in a corner of his spiritual sea, and it will take time to fully digest them, which also means that he has no way to absorb a second person at the moment.
So from the very beginning, all he had to do was capture Mu Wancheng alive.
And it is ten times more difficult to capture a late-stage Grand Master alive than to kill him!
After taking a deep breath, Qin Fan's fifth flying knife was already heading towards Mu Wancheng with a heaven-shaking momentum!
The golden corpse Wang Zhiming originally used for support was once again entangled by Zhang Guyen, and even because of the rescue just now, most of the corpse energy in this golden corpse was drained.
This greatly reduced his strength, and the four people who had previously dealt with Luo Qianpo also recovered. They were divided into two groups, and Wang Jingyu and A Da came to help Zhang Guyen capture Wang Zhiming.
Blood Widow and Ghost Boy cooperated with Yue Piaoling to capture Jiu Bodhidharma alive!
'what to do!'
Mu Wancheng's eyes widened. The fifth knife was flying very slowly, but in his sight, the originally small flying knife changed in an instant.
In just the blink of an eye, this fifth flying knife seemed to have filled the entire world!
'Can't hide!'
At this moment, he realized that not only had the power of the flying knife become stronger, but he had also become weaker...
"careful!"
A scream from afar filled his ears with powerful spiritual power.
This is the sound of corpses walking around!
"Be careful..."
Mu Wancheng was a little confused, but because of the other party's voice, his lost confidence recovered somewhat, and the fear that filled his body was still making his limbs tremble!
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The majestic zhenqi gathered all over his body. In order to block this knife, he directly mobilized all the corpse poison gas just like Luo Qianpo before!
At the same time, he was also waiting for Shi Baixing's answer.
However, on the other side's battlefield, Zhi Baixing's ability to say these two words was already the limit.
"The previous slap was an oversight by both of us, and the reminder you just gave me was the last one."
Seeing that all parties on the battlefield have achieved absolute advantages, there are still some oversights on the two-on-one side.
Both Black Thirteen and Huang Tiangui have a bit of confusion on their faces.
Immediately they gave up the all-out main attack method and chose one to be the main one and the other to be the auxiliary. This actually allowed the two people who were working together for the first time to achieve the advantage of one plus one equals two!
At this time, Black Thirteen raised the black blood sword and pointed it at Zhi Baixing, locking it completely with his energy. The invisible destruction and death seemed to have turned into an evil dragon and wrapped around the sword!
Even with the blockade of the Hundred and Eight Tiangang Disha Formation, the blue sky became darker and darker.
A breeze blew by, and everything within a ten-mile radius with Black Thirteen as the center withered and withered!
No one can describe the grace of this sword, because it is a sword from death. When this sword attacks the corpse, the world is dim and the only dazzling thing is the sword blade that shines with black and white brilliance!
Fifteen deadly swords!
"die......"
The corner of Shi Baixing's mouth raised, and he opened his arms inexplicably, as if he was deliberately going to face the sword, but the majestic energy in his body formed an extremely hard aura shield at this moment!
"Hahahahaha..."
Deliberately suppressed laughter came from Zhi Baixing's mouth. He witnessed the sword piercing the air mask, and watched helplessly as the sword struck his neck.
"not enough......"
With a whisper, he stopped the attack of the Black Blood Sword with his bare hands, but his arms also began to wrinkle and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This sword had deprived him of all his vitality, until he became so thin that he looked like a skeleton covered in two layers of human skin.
But it is also true that the aura of Zhi Baixing is getting stronger and stronger. He seems to be only a short distance away from death at this moment, but he has also become unprecedentedly powerful at this time!
Then a punch suddenly appeared and struck the sword, interrupting Zhi Baixing's straight-rising momentum!
It's Huang Tiangui.
"There's something wrong with him."
Black Thirteen nodded. His sword represented absolute death, but facing the corpse, it seemed to be giving him a new life.
"I will be the main attacker next."
As Huang Tiangui spoke, the two of them took a few steps back in tacit agreement. At the same time, some of his mental energy was diverted to pay attention to the battlefield where Mu Wancheng was.
During the fight between the three top experts just now, Mu Wancheng took the fifth sword at the cost of sacrificing his Gang Qi.
But at that moment, he broke through the erosion of fear.
"Hahahahaha, I understand!"
He clenched his fists and felt his strength gradually recovering. He finally understood Qin Fan's deliberate disguise!
"The true meaning of martial arts is very strong, but you are not that strong."
Mu Wancheng raised his head, as proudly as if he was the condescending king.
Qin Fan didn't make a sound, and just controlled the remaining four flying knives to circle around him.
He did not choose to attack, as if he was deliberately waiting for Mu Wancheng to regain his strength.
"How arrogant."
Inexplicably, Mu Wancheng wiped his cheek, and a scar appeared there.
This made Mu Wancheng frown slightly and looked at the five flying knives scattered on the ground and the four flying knives that were circling around him like flies.
"hiss--!"
His eyes widened in the next second, because there was also a scar on the back of his hand. After careful identification, he found that it was a scar caused by a short knife.
‘Dagger?!’
At this moment, he finally remembered who his real opponent was!
It was also at this moment that lines of blood spurted out from his body, and dense knife marks covered his whole body from the top of his head to his toes!
At the same time, a sword energy like the wind was roaming freely in his body, and the little strength he had recovered was cut to pieces in an instant!
"get out!"
As he roared angrily, blood continued to pour out of his mouth, and then his tongue fell to the ground.
This time a clear voice sounded in his ears.
"Extreme step kill·silence."
'when......'
Mu Wancheng's eyes were immediately filled with confusion. When was he stabbed for the first time? Was it just now? How many stab wounds were there, eight thousand? Ten thousand?
It was also at this moment that the four flying knives hovering around him penetrated his knees and elbows. This time, the sword energy that penetrated his bones was not as heavy as a mountain peak, but as cold as ice and snow!
"I can't move, and my life is burning..." Mu Wancheng didn't know how to describe his feelings at this time. He thought he had broken through the despair caused by fear.
In fact, he didn't understand what real despair was, but at this moment, his eyes were gradually being eroded by darkness. He was still alive, but he seemed dead.
Feng Mo, who appeared, directly sealed Mu Wancheng's key points with his Lingxi finger, and also took out a bottle of poison and poured it directly into his mouth.
Mu Wancheng remained motionless and let him do what he did, and the strong dizziness in his mind made him slowly close his eyes.
Immediately, Feng Mo's space ring flashed, and a special coffin made by Jiqiao Palace sealed the unconscious Mu Wancheng inside.
On the other side, Jiu Bodhidharma and Wang Zhiming were sealed in coffins of the same style after a group fight that was not about martial arts.
"It's not even close."
Yue Piaoling was one of the few uninjured people present, so he muttered a little regretfully.
Compared with several other battlefields, the one-on-one duel between him and Jiudamo gradually gained the upper hand after the death of Luo Qianpo.
One person and one corpse were wildly exchanging flaming sword energy, almost burning the mountain range bare.
At the same time, after adapting to the initial pressure, he gradually mastered the "Shadowless Divine Art" that he transferred to practice, and even used it to break through several acupuncture points during the battle.
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"Only corpses are left."
Wang Jingyu's expression was quite emotional. This time he calculated mentally but not intentionally, and he achieved quite good results by attacking more and calculating less. At least he did not reduce his troops.
But the real danger has just begun.
Because if Zhi Baixing is really desperate to drag a few people to be buried with him, based on his strength, even if Black Thirteen and Huang Tiangui join forces to block it, there is a high probability that it will be successful.
At this moment, the two sides made a tacit choice to temporarily stop. Black Thirteen and Huang Tiangui stood at the front facing Zhi Baixing, with Wang Jingyu, Feng Mo, Blood Widow and Zhang Guyen in the middle.
Guitongzi, Ah Da and Yue Piaoling stood at the end guarding the three coffins.
Qin Fan was still standing in the air, but he suddenly used his mental power as a guide to shoot the nine flying knives scattered on the ground towards Black Thirteen and the other nine people for no reason.
Everyone was confused, but subconsciously took the flying knife and held it in their hands.
At this moment, Shi Baixing raised his head, his messy hair covering the upper half of his face, and his lips raised in an exaggerated arc.
Then harsh laughter echoed through the sky.
"Hahahahahaha!"
There was resentment, hatred and anger in this voice, but more of it was inexplicably cheerful!
"what are you laughing at?"
Qin Fan's figure disappeared in the next second, and when he reappeared, he was ten steps in front of the corpse.
This month's origin point allowed him to spend all his time on "The Great Void Step of Heaven and Earth", and this heaven-level body technique finally reached perfection.
The most obvious effect is that due to its current speed, it is no longer possible to capture its traces with mental power, and one step is like shrinking the ground into an inch.
"When you are happy, you will naturally laugh. Now I am really grateful to you, hahaha!"
Shi Baixing's eyes were red, filled with anger and joy. These two strange emotions made him look like a demon, while Qin Fan who was facing him was extremely calm.
Just for a moment when they looked at each other, Qin Fan's bright eyes suddenly dimmed a little.