Shen Ming did not answer the question about weapons which made some people stunned. He just stood there motionless and didn't move to use the weapon in question. "Dragon Tongue Whip, I've wanted it for a long time too. What a coincidence that I got these two things tonight," Mo Jiao thought as he looked at Shen Ming and Yu Shan. "But, how do I get Shen Ming to take out these weapons?" "Brother Ming, you don't have to serve this personHe's not worthy to meet your Dragon Tongue Whip weapon!" Yu Shan exclaimed and suddenly took out a golden spear with the image of a dragon's head with a tongue sticking out as the spearhead. Shen Ming was surprised by his friend who had already taken out his flagship weapon which was known as a bloodthirsty weapon. Every time this spear is drawn, he will beg for blood and will not want to return until his thirst is satisfied. Bloodthirsty weapon? Mo Jiao and his followers were sh
"Master Shen, we want to see the power of your weapon! Come on, show us!" shouted one of the masked men as he shouldered his sword and moved forward towards Shen Ming. with an arrogant attitude. "My weapon will only come out against people who are worthy of facing it. As for you, I think it's still far from worthy." Shen Ming replied in a calm voice. "Puih! You arrogant humans!" The masked man leader cursed angrily. He … to be precise, they all felt that Shen Ming was very disdainful and considered his enemy to be just a lowly martial practitioner who was not worthy of facing his weapons. "Then we will force you to take out those cheap weapons!" the masked male leader then shouted, "Prepare formation!" "Ready!" The masked men quickly spread out, surrounding Shen Ming in a circle with their weapons drawn. Their eyes, which were originally colored with fear, now seemed to radiate a
"Get up, Qing Sha. Tell me what just happened with your group?" Qing Yuan said while gesturing with his hand. He then turned around and returned his gaze to the battlefield. "Yes, Chief." Qing Sha got up and stood behind Qing Yuan. Qing Sha then told the incident that had just been experienced by his group. "When we were at the edge of the eastern border, we were suddenly attacked with fire arrows. We were all shocked and scattered." "The condition of our group was very chaotic, several horses died at the scene due to fire." "Are any of you injured?" Qing Yuan immediately interrupted with worry in his tone. Qing Sha was silent for a moment as if he was remembering. "It seems that several people were injured as a result of being thrown from their horses and two people from our group were killed by fire arrows. Their bodies burned and fell into the ravine." Qing Yuan was so shocked
Meanwhile, Shen Ming was trying to crack the formation which was causing him a lot of trouble. He continued to dodge, trying to dodge the opponent's attacks that came and went non-stop. "Shouldn't they eventually run out of energy? But why does it seem like these people's energy continues to increase?" Shen Ming asked himself while pulling back his leg which was almost cut by the enemy's weapon. "Crazy! That was close!" Shen Ming screamed loudly as he shot up high into the air. Twenty human shadows attacked him simultaneously with swords forming a strange formation that was extremely irritating. Luckily, the people who attacked Shen Ming didn't have as good a cultivation technique as he did, so they couldn't stay in the air for long. Shen Ming floated in the empty air with a graceful attitude while thinking about how to break the crazy formation that made him have to exhaust his energy and couldn't relax for
No matter whether it was friend or foe, at least this power gave him a chance to breathe a sigh of relief and he could recover his strength. However, there was something more important than this, namely the cessation of the Mo Jiao followers' Blossom Formation. The air around the place turned upside down and made everyone seem to freeze, accompanied by the movement of fifteen sword blades that were suddenly pulled in one direction simultaneously. The weapons of Mo Jiao's followers rose up, shot up into the air, and made all eyes follow where the swords were drawn by a force that controlled them. Wrong! It wasn't just the weapons belonging to Mo Jiao's followers that were raised. Even dozens of other swords that were lying around due to their owners having died were also pulled up. The pale yellow light of the night goddess reflected its rays onto the metal sword blades that came together and spun in the air, then formed a sword formation pattern under the control of a high
"This little bastard dares to use our sect's knowledge!" Mo Jia shouted angrily as he slammed his trident into the earth and caused a strong vibration that managed to shake the place. Yu Shan, who was standing not far from Mo Jiao, could feel how powerful his enemy was. Yu Zhen and Yu Ling's father immediately stuck the tip of his spear into the ground to defend himself. "Indeed worthy of being called the mad ghost of the West Peak. His strength truly cannot be underestimated!" Yu Shan exclaimed in his heart as he held the Sea Splitting Spear firmly. Yu Shan secretly admired the mysterious attacker who he thought was on his side. "This kind of power, at least has already surpassed the cultivation level that Zhen'er has mastered." Yu Shan still said to himself in his heart. "Is he one of the guests invited to this banquet?" Luckily, Qing Yuan didn't hear Mo Jiao's words, who was angry with him. The sword formation controlled by Qing Yuan continued to push forward, breaking throug
Qing Yuan was startled by his own reverie. Isn't that the same as underestimating one's abilities and the teachings that one's father has been giving? "I'm sorry, Dad." Qing Yuan closed his eyes, holding back the regret of what he said in his heart. The father Qing Yuan refers to is Yang Hua, the teacher. The young man was very close to his stepfather, and Yang Hua always considered Qing Yuan to be his own biological child. Yang Hua didn't even mind at all if Qing Yuan wanted to use his surname. Qing Yuan becomes Yang Yuan. Qing Yuan watched every move of the two people fighting in the distance. Mo Jiao continued to try to urge Yu Shan who responded to every attack from his enemy with a calm attitude. "Yu Shan, it turns out that this is all you are capable of. Don't you have any other knowledge to fight me?" While slashing his trident, Mo Jiao deliberately asked questions that were mocking and provoking to make Yu Shan angry. Yu Shan immediately jumped to the side to avoid b
Both add a boost of internal energy which is channeled into the palms of the hands to produce strength to defeat the opponent. "And, who are you to dare impersonate me, and also my Demon Mask Group to slaughter everyone in this residence?" Qing Yuan asked back in a tone that was no less arrogant and cold. "Ooh, so you came here too?" Mo Jiao asked in a slightly condescending but mocking tone. "Of course. There's a big party here, why can't I come?" Qing Yuan answered while still resisting the pressure of Mo Jiao's palm. The Black Root Poison Palm Punch is not just an ordinary punch, but a skill of punches that contain poison. I don't know how to apply this technique to someone, so that anyone who succeeds in mastering it can channel the poison through the circulation of internal energy. Qing Yuan's fist, which collided with the opponent's palm, seemed to be covered in black lines like roots that spread up his arm. Mo Jiao then whispered which of course only Qing Yuan hea