With the system, I take advantage of the heavens and the world

While resisting the oppression and burning of the blood shadow, Tang Ming practiced his exercises silently.

On the other side, the students who came later were already in danger, calling for help repeatedly.

Tang Ming got rid of distracting thoughts, secretly exercised his skills, and gathered them in both fists.

Gradually, a golden light came out of the fist, piercing through the blood shadow surrounding.

Tang Ming yelled, and punched the blood shadow with both fists.

With a loud bang, the blood shadow was scattered.

Tang Ming suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighten, and he jumped up.

But he was not busy rescuing the students who came later, but stared at the open space in front of him.

The blood shadow that had been disintegrated condensed again not far in front of the eyes.

It's just that it's not as strong as it was before, and it looks bleak and weak.

The figure also shrunk by almost half.

At the same time, the blood god believers also lost their breath and turned pale.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Tang Ming guessed that the disintegration of the blood shadow did not cause little damage to the followers of the Blood God Cultist. There is a mysterious connection between the two.

He looked at his hands, secretly thinking that the Immortal Fist was really powerful.

Only the first form has such great power.

The later student took the opportunity to escape, panting and ran to Tang Ming, and stood side by side with him.

The Blood God Cultists looked at them, the scarlet in their eyes gradually receding.

It seems that clarity has been restored, not as crazy as before.

He smiled evilly and said, "I'm careless, what kind of skill is this? It can restrain my blood shadow clone."

Before Tang Ming could answer, he took out two blood-red pills.

One was swallowed by himself, and the other was thrown to the blood shadow clone.

"Stop him quickly, it's a blood pill." The student next to him said urgently.

Tang Ming was about to make a move, but it was too late.

The blood god cultist and the blood shadow clone swallowed the blood pill, and their aura instantly became stronger.

Although it is not as strong as it was before, it has also recovered a lot.

"The blood pill is refined from the blood of monks or spirit beasts. It is the medicine used by the Blood God Sect to restore mana." The student next to him explained.

Tang Ming understood that this kind of demon sect does all kinds of evil and can do anything.

The Blood God Cultist swallowed the blood pill and charged again.

But this time the opponent changed.

He approached Tang Ming because Tang Ming had a way to restrain the blood shadow avatar.

The blood shadow clone jumped at the student next to him.

Tang Ming didn't talk nonsense, he just threw his indestructible fist.

The palms of the Blood God cultists were filled with blood, and they greeted him with a palm.

"Bang," fists and palms intersected.

Tang Ming remained motionless.

The Blood God Cultist flew out backwards.

He tried his best to calm down the disordered breath, cursing inwardly what kind of exercise this is so powerful.

He took out a blood-red sword and rushed towards Tang Ming again.

Tang Ming sent the Blood God Cultist flying away with his fist, feeling relieved.

Even though you are a perfect monk in the Lunhai stage, that blood shadow clone is a bit difficult to deal with, and your real cultivation is not as good as mine.

Tang Ming also held a sword in his hand, unfolding Yin-Yang swordsmanship, and went up to him.

The two used their own means to fight together.

The swordsmanship of the blood god cultists is insidious and strange.

Tang Ming's swordsmanship is mysterious and unpredictable.

For a moment, it was hard to tell the winner.

Tang Ming thought to himself, since he mastered the Yin-Yang swordsmanship, he has never faced an enemy with it, so why not take this opportunity to hone it.

While facing the enemy, Tang Ming figured out the changes in his sword technique.

His swordsmanship went from jerky to proficient, and he gradually became more comfortable with it.

On the other side, the students who came later were yelling again, crying for help.

After all, his strength was a bit short, and it was even more difficult to face the weird blood shadow clone.

Tang Ming didn't respond, but stepped up his offensive.

Suddenly, the Blood God Cultist showed surprise, looked at the students on the other side and said, "Heavenly Demon Qi, are you from the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Seeing that he was distracted and showing his flaws, Tang Ming stabbed his chest with a sword, and his heart was chilled.

It was too late to draw the sword, so he discarded the sword and made a fist.

With just one punch, the Blood God Cultist's chest collapsed.

"Bang bang bang," several punches in succession, the blood god believer's limbs were broken and fell to the ground.

He trembled in pain and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Tang Ming didn't look at him again, turned around and rushed towards the blood shadow clone.

The blood shadow clone can be reborn.

If he escapes, there will be endless troubles.

After the blood shadow clone was seriously injured, its blood light dimmed instantly and its figure was unstable.

No longer able to attack the later students.

Tang Ming arrived in an instant, and his fist released a golden light, hitting the blood shadow clone.

The avatar was disintegrated, and immediately condensed into a figure not far away.

Tang Ming had a good time and took out a lightning-inducing talisman to activate it.

The Blood God cultist begged for mercy, "Don't, don't destroy my blood shadow clone."

Tang Ming ignored him and drew the lightning-inducing talisman in his hand.

"Boom," a thunderbolt the thickness of an arm descended from the sky, destroying the freshly condensed figure of the blood shadow clone.

This continued several times, and finally the blood shadow clone could no longer condense, and it was completely wiped out.

Only then did Tang Ming turn around, look at the students behind him, and said, "Why did you come here?"

A later student said, "Brother Tang Ming, my name is Yang Le, and I am also a freshman this year. I happened to be teleported nearby."

"Hey hey hey, he's from the Heavenly Demon Sect, so he pretends to be quite like him." The Blood God Cultist said on the side.

Yang Le was in a hurry, and explained, "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, the magic energy came from a magic weapon I got by chance that day."

As he said that, he took out a black flag with demonic energy churning on it.

Tang Ming looked at the flag and said, "I don't know the origin, it's better for my junior to use less."

Yang Da responded, "Senior brother is right, I just coveted its power, and I will hand it in when I get back."

"Hey hey, that day the demon flag could only be destroyed with the technique of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he wanted to deceive people." The blood god disciple said again.

Yang Le said urgently, "Brother, don't listen to his instigation, this devil's words cannot be trusted."

Tang Ming replied, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, how could I believe the words of a demonic person?"

With that said, Tang Ming turned around and turned his back to Yang Le.

It seems that he doesn't care about the words of the blood god believers.

Yang Le looked at Tang Ming's back, his heart pounding.

Did Tang Ming believe him? If not, then he was in danger.

In this case, why not...

Tang Ming walked towards the Blood God Cultist, ready to interrogate him.

A flying needle behind him flashed and shot at his vest.

Seeing that he was about to be shot in the back, Tang Ming took a step to the left, avoiding the flying needle like a prophet.

Tang Ming turned around and said with a slight smile, "Senior Brother really has a problem."

Yang Le didn't answer, and attacked directly.

Now that it has been exposed, what else is there to say.

His strength doesn't just show what he sees.

Yang Le shattered the Heavenly Demon Flag, and the demonic energy billowed towards Tang Ming.

There seemed to be thousands of ghosts screaming in the magic energy, and the magic sound entered his head, and Tang Ming was in a daze.

He didn't dare to be careless, pulled himself together, activated the Immortal Fist, and punched the attacking demonic energy with one punch.

With a bang, most of the demon energy was dissipated.

Yang Le's breath stagnated, and he stepped back a few steps.

Secretly thought that Tang Ming was really powerful, but he didn't panic at all.

The Heavenly Demon Banner was just superficially attracting Tang Ming's attention, the real attack was the flying needle that was sent out just now.

That is a top-grade magic weapon, and its grade is still above the Heavenly Demon Banner.

While attacking Tang Ming head-on with the Destroying Demon Banner, he secretly summoned a flying needle to shoot at Tang Ming's back.

Yang Le barely blocked Tang Ming's punches, and saw the flying needle shoot Tang Ming's back.

He was overjoyed, and finally got my way.

Oh no, why is Tang Ming okay after being hit by a flying needle?Yang Le was shocked.

But it was too late, Tang Ming smashed his Heavenly Demon Flag with a punch, and sealed Yang Le, who had no time to react in the future.

Tang Ming looked back and saw a flying needle stuck in the armor.

The flying needle penetrated the top-grade armor, but not his flesh.

The defense of this iron body is really abnormally strong.

Tang Ming put away his armor, took a pill, and secretly recovered his power.

He fought fiercely for a long time, and suffered a lot.