Mythical Cultivation

However, when he discovered that the opponent who had put him in trouble was actually the masked man who had caused him so much torture and pain last time, the fire of hatred in his heart instantly burned fiercely, completely obscuring his reason.

At this moment, he had only one thing in mind - to kill his enemy at all costs and avenge his previous humiliation!

At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred and anger, and there was only one thought in his mind - to capture the man in front of him and inflict the most cruel torture on him!

As for the interference brought to him by the profound artistic conception contained in Wu Ming's swordsmanship, it had long been thrown out of his mind.

Because of this, the confrontation between the two men lasted only a few dozen rounds before Wu Ming, holding a broken sword, stabbed Gao Mingyuan's heart as fast as lightning.

With a muffled "puff" sound, the sharp tip of the sword instantly pierced through Gao Mingyuan's body.

"No...impossible...how could I...lose? Absolutely...impossible..."

Gao Mingyuan was lying on the cold ground, with scarlet blood gushing out of his mouth, his wide-open eyes filled with disbelief.

He muttered to himself, his voice becoming weaker and weaker, and finally he slowly closed his eyes, and the breath of life dissipated.

"Ah! Second brother, how could you leave me like this? We agreed to work together to develop and expand Black Dragon Village and make it famous in the world!"

Witnessing Gao Mingyuan's death with his own eyes, Shen Hao was instantly furious, and the raging anger in his heart seemed to be burning the whole world.

He tried his best to break free from the fierce attack of his current opponent so that he could kill Wu Ming with his own hands and avenge his dead second brother.

However, how could the priest he was engaging in a fierce battle with let him escape so easily? The priest used all his strength to tightly entangle Shen Hao, making it impossible for him to escape this life-and-death contest.

Although Shen Hao's inner anger had burned to the extreme, facing a powerful and ruthless opponent, he was helpless even though he was unwilling to give in.

He could only watch Wu Ming continue to ruthlessly slaughter his many brothers in the Black Dragon Village like a devil.

Every flash of the sword would take away a life; every drop of blood that splashed was like a sharp knife stabbing Shen Hao's heart.

And he could do nothing except roar in anger and grief...

Wu Ming took in all of this, but his face didn't betray the slightest worry. He was completely confident and trustful of the priest's strength.

After successfully dispatching Gao Mingyuan, Wu Ming didn't stop his actions. His sharp, hawk-like eyes quickly swept across the other battlefields where fierce fighting was taking place.

The situation was already very clear where the three worshippers were.

The scarred man and the burly man were being forced to retreat repeatedly by the fierce attacks of the two priests. They waved their weapons with all their might, trying to resist the priests' violent attacks, but they could only barely hold on.

Looking at the other side, Shen Hao, the leader of the Black Dragon Village, is indeed a local overlord, and his strength is truly extraordinary.

The battle between him and another priest was thrilling and inextricable. The two exchanged blows, fists and kicks, and for a moment, the two appeared evenly matched, with neither easily gaining the upper hand. It would likely take a fierce battle to determine the winner.

However, the situation on Commander Nangong's side was completely different. At this time, Commander Nangong had already firmly controlled the situation, and the two hall masters from Black Dragon Village had long been unable to withstand his fierce attacks.

One of them was already lying on the ground, his life or death unknown; the other was covered in blood, fleeing in panic. But how could Commander Nangong let him go so easily? He flashed and chased after the bandit like a ghost.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming picked up a sharp sword from the ground without hesitation, and then resolutely threw himself into the bloody massacre of the Black Dragon Village bandits.

You must know that these bandits from Heilongzhai have been running rampant and committing many evil deeds in Changping County for a long time, and their notoriety has long spread far and wide.

It could be said that there wasn't a single "good guy" among these bandits. Therefore, for Wu Ming, mercilessly executing them was a completely just act. Even if he wiped them out, no one would be wronged.

Wu Ming, sword in hand, swiftly moved across the battlefield. As his sword flashed, bandits screamed and fell. In a matter of moments, over a dozen had been killed by his blade.

Most of these bandits were in the body refining realm and had low strength. Facing Wu Ming's fierce swordsmanship, they couldn't even withstand a single move and were no match for him at all.

At this moment, Wu Ming was closely pursuing a bandit leader in the Contemplation Realm. The two men, one in front and one behind, were closing in on each other. Unconsciously, they were approaching the scene of a fierce battle between Scarface and a Baifu priest.

At this moment, Scarface swung his sword fiercely, forcing the priest to retreat several steps. Then, without hesitation, he turned around and ran into the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming suddenly realized: It turned out that this person was not inferior to the Bai Mansion's worshiper in strength, but had made plans to escape from the beginning! It was for this reason that he fought and retreated all the way to the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing Scarface trying to escape, how could the priest let him go so easily? He immediately activated his spiritual consciousness, and the long sword in his hand instantly transformed into a dazzling lightning, shooting straight at Scarface's back at astonishing speed.

However, since Scarface was determined to escape, how could he not be on guard? He shouted loudly, and suddenly exerted force with both feet, stomping heavily on the ground. With the recoil force, his speed increased even further, and he narrowly avoided the fatal sword.

But in just a few breaths, Scarface had already escaped dozens of feet away. He was about to disappear into the vast night, having successfully escaped.

However, at this moment, how could Wu Ming, who was standing by, let him leave so easily?

Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his powerful spiritual consciousness surged instantly. The long sword in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, seemed to be given life, and turned into a dazzling lightning, rushing towards the scarred man at lightning speed!

At this moment, Scarface was secretly rejoicing that he was about to escape successfully and escape from this place of life and death that frightened him.