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And their fear, their despair, their hoarse wailing, and their crying curses are the source of unknown power. The fear of the forbidden curse is what they want, and what they want is their despair.

"Hahaha, despair, you humble ants, die in despair, but your death is meaningful, because you have made a great me..." Wuming opened his hands, showing a look of enjoyment The expression, and the momentum on his body are also rising crazily.

"Crazy, he has gone completely crazy, quick, quick formation!"

Don't forget, Wang Yiyun, Wusheng, and Wang Huai, each holding a sword, flew around Wuming's body. This time, Wuming didn't stop them, because he was still immersed in the pleasure of absorbing the power of fear from others and improving his own strength .

"Execution Immortal Formation, get up!"

The four swords Zhu Xian, Killing Xian, Trapping Xian, and Jue Xian fell at the same time, hovered and stopped in mid-air, and then four sword spirits appeared above the swords at the same time.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The four sword spirits turned into four pieces of sword intent, forming a terrifying sword glow, covering the entire space between the four swords in the sword glow.

"Repression!"

The sword glow gathered, and countless sword intents fell like raindrops.

"Puff puff……"

Countless of the hundreds of thousands of people who were shrouded in it were penetrated by the sword intent, and then fell down and stopped breathing.

"If you do this, everyone inside will die." Someone in the distance watched the scene and gritted his teeth.

It's not that they are kind, it's just that many people who are shrouded in the formation may be their relatives, so many people who are not shrouded are speaking in panic at this moment.

Wang Huai and the others naturally knew this, but they had no choice at all. They couldn't attack Wuming precisely. For one thing, with the strength of the four of them, they couldn't do this at all. At the emperor level, even if it is the strongest not to forget, it is only half a step of the holy emperor.

In fact, with the strength of the four of them, it is impossible to arrange the Zhuxian Formation at all, and now it is a last resort to force Wuming (Chang Ming) to kill Wuming.

Secondly, even if they don't kill those people, those people will die in Wuming's hands, and the death will be even worse. If they are killed by the formation, at most they will suffer a sword intent, at least they will die happily.

But if they fall into the hands of Wuming, they will be slowly sucked out of their vitality. In the end, even the Nascent Soul will be absorbed and refined by Wuming.

Accompanied by bursts of wailing, countless people fell down in the Zhuxian formation, their bodies were torn into pieces by the formation of Zhuxian formation and the infinite sword intent.

In the space already filled with corpses, tens of thousands of corpses were added again. Only by seeing that scene with your own eyes can you feel the shock and cruelty.

Some with weaker willpower, or those with lower strength have even started to vomit, lose their minds, become comatose, and start committing suicide...

In short, in such an environment and atmosphere, no matter what a person does, it is normal.

This is simply hell, the Shura field.

"Hahaha, you say that I am a devil, that I practice evil skills and kill innocent people indiscriminately, but what is the difference between you and me now, you kill no fewer people than me." Wuming said fiercely.

"Hmph, you kill people for your own selfish desires, we kill people to stop your ambitions, there is an essential difference." Wu Sheng said.

"The difference? What's the difference? They are all dead, but the result is the same. Your so-called reasons are just used to defend yourself. In essence, you are the same as me."

"This... no, we are different from you, we..." Wusheng wanted to argue, but suddenly he felt his head tremble, and a huge danger rushed into his brain.

"Ah!" Wusheng wailed.

The whole person retreated a dozen steps in a row, and the Immortal Slaying Sword in front of him also began to tremble crazily, and the Immortal Execution Formation where he was located also experienced violent fluctuations, as if it was about to shatter.

"Wusheng, don't talk to him, don't be affected by his words, keep calm!" Buwang shouted.

"Steady your mind? Since you have already shaken, then there is no chance!

Wuming suddenly sneered, and rushed forward, appearing in front of Wusheng.

"I..." Wusheng had just reacted, and hadn't had time to return to his own position.

"boom"

Chang Ming's punch had landed on Wu Sheng's chest.

Accompanied by a muffled grunt,
Wusheng's chest was clearly sunken into a deep pit. There is no doubt that at least several ribs were broken, and maybe even his heart was injured.

"puff"

Wusheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was shot out like an arrow from the string, flying a thousand meters away.

At the same time that Wu Sheng was knocked into the air, the Immortal Killing Sword standing in mid-air instantly lost most of its radiance, and the entire Immortal Execution Formation began to shake.

It was like a dam, a gap was opened, and the water inside began to gushing out towards the gap crazily.

"It's over, it's over..."

Kong Kong, Ning Yao, Qi Zang and the few people who remained at the scene watched the scene and sighed in their hearts.

Although their strength has reached the level of the next Martial Emperor, facing a battle of this level at this time, they are simply unable to intervene. They can only watch helplessly. Made a wedding dress for Wuming, and nourished him for nothing.

"Hahaha, just relying on you, you want to kill me?" After knocking Wusheng into the air, Wuming knew that he had won.

After knocking Wusheng into the air, he immediately turned around and rushed towards Wang Huai, with the same simple punch.

"Wang Huai is careful!" Wang Yiyun and Buwang said at the same time.

Wang Huai has already realized that Wuming will attack him, but even if he realizes, there is nothing he can do, because the Zhuxian Formation is still in operation at this time, and he cannot escape at all. If he escapes forcefully, he may be backlashed by the formation.

Secondly, Wusheng has already been knocked into the air, if he leaves again, the incomplete Jade Immortal Formation will collapse completely, at that time, they will all die!
"boom!"

Wang Huai immediately cast Mad God's Wrath, turned his right arm into a beast, and then faced Wuming.

"boom"

The two fists overlapped in everyone's eyes.

"Kakaka"

Then, everyone saw that there were cracks on Wang Huai's armor-like right arm, one, two... countless, and then blood spurted out, and the whole arm seemed to be shattered in an instant.

"Ah!!!" Wang Huai raised his head to the sky and screamed, and he only took four or five steps back before standing still. His left hand tightly grasped the Zhuxian Sword, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the Zhuxian sword turned and stabbed Wuming.

"The king is so bad!" Kong Kong in the distance couldn't help sighing watching this scene.

Wu Sheng, the superior Martial Emperor, was almost powerless to fight back against Wuming's attack just now, and was directly knocked into the air. At this time, Wang Huai not only blocked Wuming's punch from the front, but also had the ability to fight back. This is really amazing It's unbelievable, you know, Wang Huai is the next Martial Emperor.

However, at the moment when the Jade Immortal Sword pierced Wuming, Wuming had already stretched out his right hand, and there was a muffled sound, and the Jade Immortal Sword was pinched in Wuming's hand.

"You missed the best and only chance to kill me. Now, there is no chance."

After finishing speaking, Wuming made a move, and a punch landed on Wang Huai's chest...