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Chapter 677 The Powerful Ji Wuming (Ten Updates)
The three-foot cold sword, like a three-foot white silk, was extremely fast, and the sword was as majestic as it was, piercing towards Yingtian.

Ying Tian's expression froze, but he didn't dare to be careless.

Na Ji Wuming obviously resorted to cruel methods, intending to seriously injure Yingtian directly.

"Imperial Gun!"

Ying Tian yelled loudly, and a red-tasseled long spear appeared out of nowhere in his hand. The spear exuded the power of an emperor, which was very extraordinary.

"Chong!"

In an instant, the three-foot-cold sword pierced the head of the Emperor Spear, causing sparks to splash in all directions, and the piercing sound of iron objects colliding made people uncomfortable.

"What a heavy sword!"

Ying Tian's expression changed in horror, his hands clenched tightly on the Emperor Spear felt a little numb at this moment.

Just now, he relied on the imperial spear to forcibly take Ji Wuming's sword, which made him realize what kind of gap there is between him and Ji Wuming.

Ji Wuming's cultivation was at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, while Yingtian was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. There was no way for Yingtian to make up for the gap between the two small realms.

"Stab stab!"

Ji Wuming's eyes turned cold, seeing that the three-foot cold sword was blocked by the imperial spear, Ji Wuming stepped forward, grabbed the three-foot cold sword with his right hand, and stabbed at Yingtian quickly.

The three-foot cold sword, as if transformed into an arrow, was extremely fast, constantly stabbing towards Yingtian.

With rich experience, the red tasseled spear in Yingtian's hand blocked the three-foot cold sword at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tip of the red-tasseled spear kept colliding fiercely with the three-foot cold sword, which caused the surrounding air to continuously burst into sparks.

"Very good, indeed very good. Ants in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm can persist to this point. But you are not that damned Ye Xuan, who can counterattack perfectly."

Ji Wuming was really surprised, Yingtian's marksmanship is very superb, there are almost no loopholes, if not because Yingtian's realm is too low, Ji Wuming has no doubt that Yingtian can kill him with one shot.

However, Yingtian is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm, while Ji Wuming is at the late stage of Nascent Soul Realm. There are two small gaps between them, and this gap cannot be made up.Therefore, no matter how superb Yingtian's marksmanship is, Ji Wuming can crush Yingtian with his superiority in realm.

As Ji Wuming said before, Yingtian is not Ye Xuan after all, and there is no way to overcome the gap in realm.

Soon, Ying Tian, ​​who had superb marksmanship, was at a disadvantage in this battle.In particular, when Ji Wuming stepped up his offensive, Yingtian was even more powerless to parry.

If the difference in realm cannot be made up, there is no doubt that a cultivator of a higher realm can crush a cultivator of a lower realm.

The three-foot cold sword in Ji Wuming's hand was stabbing faster and faster, making Yingtian tired of resisting, and there was no possibility of fighting back at all.

"prick!"

Suddenly, the three-foot cold sword brushed past the red tasseled spear, and pierced fiercely into Yingtian's shoulder.

"Haha... An ant in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, you actually blocked my 30-plus swords. But what happens next? You probably don't have the strength to fight anymore!"

Ji Wuming gripped the long sword tightly, and slammed the three-foot cold sword, scratching Ying Tian's shoulder, dripping with blood.

"Here!"

The three-foot cold sword slashed across Yingtian's shoulder, almost cutting off the flesh and blood on Yingtian's shoulder, and the blood kept gushing out like a spring.

"what!"

Ying Tian yelled sharply, his face turned ferocious, and the severe pain from his shoulder being cut distorted the expression on his face.

"Yingtian!"

Under the arena, Ye Xuan has been watching the battle, but at this moment, Ye Xuan's heart hangs.Because Ye Xuan had already seen that Ying Tian was powerless to fight anymore.Just because Ying Tian, ​​who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm, was able to block Ji Wuming's more than 30 swords with his superb marksmanship, it was already very extraordinary.

But it's a pity that the Foundation Establishment Jue practiced by Yingtian didn't reach the level of mysticism like [Yantian Dao Jue], and it couldn't make up the gap between realms at all.

It is also because of the difference in realm that it is difficult for Yingtian to fight Ji Wuming.

"Ye Xuan, damn Ye Xuan, enjoy yourself under the ring!"

Ji Wuming laughed wildly, and the three-foot cold sword in his hand stabbed at Yingtian continuously.

Yingtian is the emperor of the ages, when did he suffer this kind of crime, Ji Wuming's sword speed is getting faster and faster, Yingtian is no longer able to resist, and Yingtian's shoulder has been injured, the use of the red-tasseled spear requires two hands, but now Yingtian's right hand It was so painful that it was almost impossible to hold the spear.

"In the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm, just a bastard in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm. See how I will kill you!"

Ji Wuming burst out laughing a few times, showing some ruthlessness on his face, and charged at Yingtian again.

"prick!"

The three-foot cold sword pierced into Yingtian's arm again, directly piercing through Yingtian's arm.

"Oh!"

The red tasseled spear in Yingtian's hand fell to the ground.

"Yingtian!"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan wished he could rush to the sky immediately.

However, in ring duels, other people are not allowed to interfere, this is the rule!

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth angrily, his eyes were as red as blood, and roared angrily, "Ying Tian, ​​jump off the ring quickly."

Yingtian's arm was pierced, and a piece of flesh was almost cut off from his shoulder, and the red-tasseled spear had fallen to the ground. Now Yingtian has no fighting strength.

If you continue to fight, you will undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg and kill yourself.

Therefore, Ying Tian no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Ye Xuan.

But at this moment, there was a "poof", and a three-foot cold sword pierced Yingtian's ankle.

"Want to leave? Haha... As I said, you will definitely die today. Who let you get so close to that damned Ye Xuan? I want Ye Xuan to watch carefully and see how I torture and kill you."

Ji Wuming's face was extremely ferocious, with a pair of fierce eyes fixed on Ye Xuan, and he said indifferently.

"Ji, Wu, Ming!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, he was extremely angry, and said every word.

"Okay! Damn Ye Xuan, enjoy it!"

Ji Wuming ignored Ye Xuan at all, like a bloodthirsty beast, he picked up the three-foot cold sword stuck in Yingtian's ankle, and stabbed towards Yingtian's other foot.

"puff!"

The three-foot cold sword fell, and the ankle of Yingtian's other foot was also pierced.

For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, and the scene was very bloody.

"Ha ha……"

Ji Wuming was laughing wildly.

This scene was seen by the people under the ring, and the onlookers were all trembling, but in their hearts, they kept shouting "good".

"This Ji Wuming really dares to offend Ye Xuan so much, he won't be afraid to meet Ye Xuan in the competition later."

Some cultivators sneered a few times and said indifferently.

"So what if you meet Ye Xuan? Ji Wuming, he is Ji Wuming. With these three words, Ye Xuan dare not kill him. Don't forget what background Ji Wuming is."

"Ji Wuming's father is the current head of the Ji family, and his strength is unparalleled. Ji Wuming's elder brother, Ji Wubing, is known as the number one genius in the cultivation world, and he is a superpower at the state of transformation at a young age. What do you think? , What kind of storm can be caused by Ye Xuan in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm in front of the huge Ji family?"

"So, then Yingtian is sure to die?"

"Of course he must die!"

The cultivator who was watching knew very well that Ji Wuming had made up his mind to kill Ying Tian to avenge his shame.

"Stab stab!"

The three-foot cold sword in Ji Wuming's hand stabbed Yingtian's body continuously, cutting off all of Yingtian's hands and feet.

At this moment, the ring was soaked in blood, and the scene was extremely terrifying, bloody, and frightening.

"Okay, this killing game is over."

Ji Wuming sneered a few times, picked up the three-foot cold sword, and stabbed Yingtian's heart.

(End of this chapter)