Allure Summoner

His thought of reaching out to snatch the artifact suddenly subsided. If he didn't get rid of the people here, wouldn't he be slaughtered if he was also frozen?

Just in time, Xiaobing went to pester Ximen Diewu.

The only one who can make him vigilant here is Ximen Diewu.

He looked down at Duanmu Ming, with even more contempt on his face. In order to collect the artifact in peace later, he will get rid of these clowns now.

Shuai Dongfang waved his right hand, and the weapon that attacked Jun Qianxi appeared in his hand again, and the sword trembled slightly, and there was a faint whistling sound.

Just pouring a little spiritual power into it can release such a powerful sword energy, and the grade of this sword will definitely not be weaker than that of the intermediate holy realm.

"Untouchables, hurry up and die!"

Shuai Dongfang's voice carried a little soul power and spread towards the surroundings. Those who went to heaven immediately covered their hearts and restrained their luck and soul power to resist.

But Duanmu Ming's face did not change at all, the smile on his lips had already froze, and his face was full of fierceness.

"Is that the peak of the first-order holy realm, that's all?"

He lowered his eyelids and spoke in a low voice. Before Dongfang Shuai could answer, his figure had already appeared beside the other party like a ghost. He raised his hand and the eyelids suddenly opened, and the murderous intent shot out instantly.

"Damn it, it's you!"

His soft drink fell, and the gray gas in his body was completely drawn out by him and condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Just like that? Even if it's just like that, it's enough to kill you a hundred times!"

Dongfang Shuai did not expect that after he released the spiritual pressure, Duanmu Ming not only did not flinch but had the courage to approach him, his self-esteem was seriously challenged.

He flexibly turned his wrist, sword energy flew in front of him, if Duanmu Ming dared to stretch his hand in...

As soon as this idea came to his mind, Duanmu Ming's right hand had passed through the heavy sword aura and landed on his chest.

How can this be?Is he dying?

The sharp sword energy tore through Duan Muming's clothes, leaving countless wounds on his right arm, some of which were deep enough to show the bone.

Blood dripped down his fingers, but he approached again as if unconscious.

Shuai Dongfang took a slap from him and only took a few steps back, but he clearly felt an unknown energy entering his veins through the armor.

Immediately, the spiritual power in his body frantically rushed to the place where this energy was located, but the spiritual power was continuously melting.

Fortunately, most of the attacks released by Duanmu Ming were blocked by his armor, and only a small part entered the tendons. Fortunately, his spiritual power was strong. This energy is expelled.

At this moment, Duanmu Ming's attack landed on his chest again, and he took a few steps back after being hit again. It was the strange energy that could melt spiritual power again, but it seemed to be much weaker than the first one.

When Duanmuming bullied him again, Shuai Dongfang dodged immediately, and stopped after pulling away for a long distance.

He looked at the person not far away, his eyes flickered, and the fear in his eyes was hidden by him, and at the same time he raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "No wonder it is so rampant, there are indeed a few brushes, but, how can you use that energy?" How much is released? Judging by your consumption, it seems to be comparable to the most powerful attack, right?"

Duanmu Ming pursed his lips tightly, and pointed his toes towards Shuai Dongfang again.