"Hahaha, happy, happy!"

In the dark space, a figure fought bloodily, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand was as red as blood, clash left and right in the stone statue group.

Wu Ming no longer knew how many stone statues he had killed, let alone how many changes the Qingfeng Sword had gone through, but he only knew that the stone statues were like a tide, not afraid of death, and rushed to kill again and again.

Rao is strength is the best in the same rank, but when one hundred and twenty-eight stone statues formed a large array to attack, he was still hit hard.

At this time, Wu Ming was covered with countless sword marks, and the serious injuries were even deeply visible, criss-crossed, dense, and there was no good flesh at all, and the most dangerous thing was a sword mark across his cheek.

This sword almost split the head in half!

Bang!

When the last stone statue was at the end, Wu Ming knelt on the ground with his sword, panting like a cow, his eyes were blood-red, staring at the shadow in front of him.

"Come on!"

Wu Ming snorted.

The echoes were endless, in the empty darkness, there was no response, and the silence was terrible, chilling.

"Is it over?"

After not getting a response for a long time, Wu Ming's heart was relieved, and indescribable exhaustion welled up in his heart, and he stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Airplanes!

Just as he struggled to hold the sword and support his body, the Qingfeng sword suddenly trembled, and it collapsed with a pop.

Wu Ming couldn't hold back, he really fell to the ground, he was so tired!

This battle is of course extremely enjoyable, but in the face of a tide of enemies, Rao is iron man can't stand it, and if he is any one of the same ranks, I'm afraid it will already be consumed!

Even so, Wu Ming's Nine Tricks Life Fire was almost dry, and there was only less than one true yuan left.

If it weren't for the fact that he had often used the Cold Moon Knife before, he would have already adapted to the loneliness and exhaustion brought about by the drying up of the True Yuan, Wu Ming would probably not even take the pill and would sleep directly for three days and three nights.

But now, the moment when tiredness swept through his heart like a shadow and sleepiness spread all over his body, Wu Ming suddenly felt a chill attack, and he scolded, got up with a bone, and looked forward with cold eyes.

Airplanes!

I saw a little starlight, floating like stars, and it was the last hundred and twenty-eight stone statues that were scattered, just like before, escaping from the points of light.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank a few times, and he looked at the empty palm.

The Qingfeng Sword has been shattered, and the point of light has reappeared, what will it be?

However, instead of floating in front of it as before, the points of light rose and fell on the rubble, and soon attracted thousands of points of light from the surroundings.

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and he instinctively told him that it was left by the Qingfeng Sword that had been shattered before.

Such a strange scene made him have a bad premonition, I am afraid that it will not be a stone statue, but an unexpected change.

As if confirming his thoughts, all the points of light converged into a cluster, swaying, like clouds and mist, like a sea and a lake, and twisted into a human form.

"It's ......"

Wu Ming's face gradually turned pale.

Because, the human form transformed by the point of light gradually outlines the light like the tendons of the Dao, just like when he was cast outside the body before, and finally really turned into a person.

A person who is exactly the same as himself, no matter how breath and appearance, is the same!

The only difference is that the other party is at his peak, but Wu Ming's deity is almost out of oil!

"Could it be that the Thousand Intercepted Sword Sect wants my life?"

No wonder Wu Ming thinks so.

His own family knows his own affairs, and he knows very well that with his current situation, it is impossible for him to be another opponent of himself.

The only possibility is that the Thousand Intercepts Sword Sect wants to kill him, and in order not to tell the truth, it is an excuse that he can't pass the secret test.

Although this is troublesome, it makes sense, after all, Wu Ming is not rootless Pingping.

"Is it really because I killed the Gu family's demi-saints? The Thousand Intercepted Sword Sect was forced to compromise under the pressure of the Temples?"

Looking at himself step by step, Wu Ming couldn't think of any other possibilities, and couldn't help but feel a touch of disappointment and anger in his heart.

It is true that he chose to come to the Thousand Intercepts Sword Sect in order to find a potential big backer, but after all, he was invited.

Moreover, in the Tianpin Sect, this sect's style of acting is also quite in line with itself, but I didn't expect this to be such a result.

"It seems that the only way to break out is to break in!"

Wu Ming took a deep breath, stroked his eyebrows with his right hand, and prepared to forcibly communicate with the lotus lantern, and then urge the mountains and seas boundary beads with all his might.

Although the sequelae of using the Mountain and Sea Boundary Bead are huge, for the sake of small lives, I can't take care of it much!

But when he was trying to calm down, Wu Ming suddenly found that he had easily entered, and it was effortless, which seemed to be different from what he imagined.

"Brother, defeat it!"

A crisp shout came from the lotus lantern.

Wu Ming smiled bitterly.

Easier said than done!

Not surprisingly, the other party must have completely copied himself through the previous series of battles, with his current state, how can he do it?

Rise!

Without waiting for him to think about it, a familiar air sound explosion and cracking sound sounded, but he saw that the clone probe palm was in the air, and it was the green dragon probe claw!

At this moment, Wu Mingcai really realized how terrifying it was for the cultivators to explore the claws of the green dragon under the realm of transcendence.

Under the influence of the power of the true intent of the martial arts, the exhausted Wu Ming was easily disturbed, and what was reflected in his eyes was not a dragon's claws, but a true dragon that covered the sky and the sun!

In previous battles, even in the face of strong people who were far higher than himself, Wu Ming was able to rely on the true intent of martial arts, and was rarely affected, so as to unexpectedly inflict heavy losses on the other party.

But now it's different, even if the true intent of martial arts has not diminished, but his own state is not good.

Fortunately, Wu Ming is very familiar with his own moves, and he knows his weaknesses better.

"Whew...... The white ape offers fruit!"

Wu Ming exhaled and opened his voice, unable to hide, stepped forward with his body, struggled to lift his breath, and raised his hand to the sky and slapped it.

This move is also one of the Baguazhang, when the Southern Wei Dynasty faced Sikong Hui, Chu Renwang and others to chase and kill, he used the power of the great array to exert it, relying on the blessing of Shuzun's relics, and severely damaged several peak grandmasters in one fell swoop.

Now, Wu Ming has completely mastered this move, but the clone on the opposite side, as if he expected him to make this move, made a mistake at his step, and easily avoided the palm that seemed to be lightly lifted.

Not only that, but he also took the opportunity to step forward and widen the distance between the two again, and his palm power was even more powerful, and he came straight to Wu Ming's heart.

If one move failed, Wu Ming was not discouraged, but was aroused by the infinite fighting spirit.

In his bones, he is not convinced of who is uncompromising, martial arts, brave and diligent, if he can't even defeat himself, how can he be at ease?

"Kirin stomps on the ground!"

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ming took advantage of the situation and slapped his palms together.

Boom!

But after all, it was half a beat slower, and before the palm power was full, the replicator was already imprinted in his heart, and the qi and blood in Wu Ming's body surged, and a mouthful of reverse blood was not suppressed, and wow spit out.

But Rao is like this, Wu Ming's ruthlessness in his bones is not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless enough to himself, he actually carried a heavy blow, and at the moment he was slapped away, he still struggled to slap this palm.

Boom!

In a muffled sound, the replicator shook his body expressionlessly, turned to a wrong step, and sped out like electricity, catching up with Wu Ming who was flying upside down in an instant.

The terrifying thing is that with a wave of his left hand, the sharp and incomparable aura condenses, and the golden light shines, as if a divine weapon has been formed, and it is the appearance of the Seven-Star Cold Moon Knife.

The backhand knife, the nirvana that Wu Ming and his two generations have cultivated so far, is displayed in the hands of the clone, and when he kills the deity, it is even more ruthless!

Faced with an undodgable blow, Wu Ming smiled, and his smile was extremely bright.

"Original...... You're going to get hurt too!"

Looking at the palm print on the shoulder of the clone, Wu Ming knew that this clone was different from the stone statue after all, and it would be injured like himself, and it was not completely unaffected by the power of the sword way.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Wu Ming seemed to be a different person, like a hunter who discovered the weakness of his prey, his eyes burst out with infinite battle intent, and in the face of a knife that could not be hidden, he did not retreat but advanced again, and rushed over blatantly.

Regardless of the past or present life, even if you are weak when you are in contact with the battle, you will scare the enemy back with your fearlessness, and you will also choose to retreat strategically when you know that you cannot match it.

But when there is no way to avoid and no way to retreat, you will choose to fight to the death, which is nature!

But Wu Ming is different, he has taken this nature to the extreme, not crazy and desperate, but using everything to create that negligible glimmer of life!

Burst!

Without any accidents, the clone turned into a knife in his left hand and slashed deeply into Wu Ming's left shoulder, straight into his chest, blood spurted out, and his head and face were all over his face.

But when he wanted to withdraw his hand, make persistent efforts, and kill Wu Ming under his palm, he found that he couldn't move at all.

"Hey, it hurts?"

Wu Ming laughed cruelly, grabbed the left arm of the clone with both hands, and used the muscles on his shoulders to clamp it with great perseverance, pressing down like a ruffian fighting.

Even though he was physically and mentally exhausted, Wu Ming's desperate efforts were still extraordinary, and the clone body that was pulled in an instant leaned forward like inertia.

Boom!

Without accident, in the sound of bone cracking, the bridge of his nose was collapsed by Wu Ming's hard bang, and there was no blood splashing, only golden light escaped.

But as I thought before, the clone is completely another Wu Ming, except for the thoughts, of course, the battle mode is similar.

But in the face of the siege of the stone statue sword array, Wu Ming did not use the group fighting moves of mixing with the society before joining the army in his previous life.

This is an instinct that is almost forgotten, but it is still engraved in the bones!

So, the clone tragedy!

The bridge of the nose is one of the most fragile and sensitive parts of the human body, and if it is suddenly attacked, let alone the Great Grandmaster, even if he is a half-saint, he will lose his combat power for a short time.

The master has made a move, and victory or defeat is in an instant!

Wu Ming seized the opportunity, and the rogue style of play was like a cannon, and he vented his brain.

With a broken kick, the replica was kicked as if it had become a boiled prawn, and even Wu Ming himself felt a little unbearable, and Ji Lingling shuddered, and subconsciously tightened his legs.

In a way, the other party is another self!

But this thought was quickly erased, Wu Ming almost did not hesitate, and at the moment when the clone subconsciously covered his crotch and leaned over, he raised his knee and hit the bridge of the clone's nose hard.

Click!

Faintly, the sound of flesh and bones shattering suddenly appeared, Rao is replica body was similar to Wu Ming's, but under this blow, most of his cheeks were also sunken in, and the person also flew up.