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Chapter 717

Although the wounds on Xu Ming's chest and abdomen healed up in an instant, the sharpness and ruthlessness of that boundless means lived up to his reputation as a demon star.

Obviously, this Wuxian didn't exert all his strength, it was just the sharpness of his gestures, and even Xu Ming's tyrannical body couldn't resist it.

Terrible, absolutely terrible.

Xu Ming also seemed to have seen clearly the true face of this demon clan at this time. The demon star, who was hundreds of times stronger than Su Bei, seemed to have the ability to retreat completely from any city lord.

I don't know what the odds of winning against this person are.

And the struggling expression in Xu Ming's eyes made Wuhen sneer, and he said immediately.

"The Holy Lord praised you as a flower, and now it seems a bit exaggerated"

In the face of Wuji's sarcasm, Xu Ming didn't take it seriously, and Wuji disappeared in the next second, and once again wanted to do the same thing and severely injure Xu Ming with his claws while his footing was not stable.

Boundless's movement technique was so mysterious that Xu Ming couldn't see it through for a while.

Just when he was helpless, Chen Xueqing's cold voice rang in his ears
"Pay attention to subtle fluctuations in space"

As the saying goes, one word wakes up the dreamer, and it is indeed as Chen Xue said. Although the boundless movement is weird, it still cannot completely avoid the fluctuation of space. As long as you pay attention carefully, you will naturally not be as helpless as before.

With a movement of Xu Ming's eyes, he caught the fleeting spatial fluctuation in the void, and saw five bloody lights falling on Xu Ming's body from top to bottom before he could make a move.

But the surprise that Wu Yin uttered also explained the changes in this shot. Although the five bloody lights fell on Xu Ming's body, there were no five deep and visible bone wounds like before.

Xu Ming thrust out a fist against the bloody light, and seeing that he couldn't block the punch, Wuji also fought hard.

This time, Xu Ming didn't lose the wind when the fist collided, but he also didn't take advantage of the slightest advantage. He and Wu Yin both took a step back to win or lose.

Only this time, a strange rosiness flashed across Wuji's face, and his throat was so sweet that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but fortunately, he relied on his powerful monster body to resist.

Xu Ming's fist this time was entwined with a condensed sword intent, and he integrated all the sword skills he had realized into this fist.

So going back and forth like this made Wu Ji a little unexpected, and the original look of contempt in his eyes also disappeared.

It was replaced by an evil face, and the next time the two confront each other, they didn't say a word at all.

For a moment, the entire Wentian Pavilion shook horribly from the inside out.

Bloody light and sharp fist strength have also become the mainstream of this second layer. Wuxian didn't expect Xu Ming to be so resistant. At least he has succeeded two or three times, but he still failed to leave his body like before. That deep bone wound.

On the contrary, the feeling transmitted from the fingers is getting tougher and tougher. This uncharacteristic feeling also gives Wu Ji the illusion that his fists are all on the cotton.

Just when Xu Ming was exhausted, the craftsman who was surrounded by a group of demon guards also slowly put down the wooden wedge in his hand, and looked calmly at the people in black suits and the black-patterned purple robe in front of him. .

"What are you doing in my godsmith city?"

"Master Craftsman God, don't ask questions knowingly, I waited to come to God Craftsman City because of you."

The craftsman who heard the words snorted coldly.
"Is this how you Yaozu invited me?"

"Destroy my city, slaughter my people and disciples, is this the way the Yaozu invite people?"

As soon as the God of Craftsman said it, the cultivation base of the Transcendence Tribulation Period erupted with him as the center of the circle, which also made these demon guards and the man in the black-patterned purple robe stand up automatically without wind.

But following the black-patterned purple-robed man's cold snort, it actually destroyed the aura that the Craftsman God painstakingly managed.

"Master Craftsman, as long as you agree to leave with us, then I will spare all the creatures in the City of Craftsman."

Even so, the man in the black-striped purple robe didn't think so at all.

Even if the God of Craftsman finally agrees to leave with them, the remaining demon guards will slaughter the entire City of God of Craftsmen without a blade of grass under his instruction.

After all, these seemingly useless skilled craftsmen cannot be obtained by the Monster Race, nor can they be left to the Cultivation Alliance.

Hearing the words, the eyes of the Artisan God are obviously full of struggles. For him, he has been trying to maintain the attitude of a neutral city, but there are two palace masters who have previously made a move from the Cultivation Alliance. Now the entire Artisan The city was completely engulfed in flames. If I didn't agree, I'm afraid it would really destroy this century-old artisan city.

The struggle in his heart turned into a wave of unspoken words, and just as he was about to say it, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly dropped by a level.

God of Craftsman looked down and saw that his hands were covered with a fine layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the frost condensed on the body of those monster guards faster, and they had no time to react. In an instant, it turned into ice sculptures.

And the man in the black-striped purple clothes also changed his complexion, and then an astonishing monster aura erupted from his body, which was able to block the icy chill that swept his whole body.

Who!
Following the sound of footsteps, a thin figure in white also came out from the darkness.

His face was stern and there was an intimidating aura between his brows, but under the thick dead air that always surrounded his body, there was a great vitality lurking.

White Emperor! !
The black-patterned purple-robed man recognized the true identity of this white-clothed Shengxue at first glance, he never thought that this white emperor could come here quietly.

And even more unexpectedly, he was able to come back from Baidi City unscathed.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for the Bai Emperor to break through the layout of the Holy Master so easily, but the facts in front of him are a merciless slap in the face.

And at this moment, the God of Craftsman also couldn't believe it when he saw the people coming, that Baidi, the city lord who had always been a master of the dragon, came to the city of God of Craftsman for the first time.

"Baidi, I didn't expect you to come."

"God of Craftsman, I am not here for you"

"I know, you have something to do with that kid"

The indifference on Baidi's face was also due to Xu Ming's appearance, showing an unconcealable smile, and at this moment, Baidi's thought completely changed the scene in the hall.

The two qi of life and death, one black and one white, have also become the mainstream in this hall, and the craftsman who witnessed this scene was also deeply impressed by the uniqueness of the reincarnation of life and death.

At this moment, the black-patterned purple-robed man who was shrouded in the cycle of life and death was also ready to make a bold move, but immediately before his eyes was a flower, and his whole mind was pulled into the illusion in an instant.

A thought of illusion is hard to guard against.

(End of this chapter)