Mythical Cultivation

However, the power of the Qingxiao Sword is extraordinary after all. Although it failed to kill the Qingfeng Ox directly, this attack was by no means ineffective.

At the moment when Qingfeng Niu successfully blocked the Qingxiao Sword, a tiny crack suddenly appeared on the horns on its head. Although the crack was not obvious, it was enough to prove the power of the Qingxiao Sword.

Wu Ming saw that the Qingxiao Sword was blocked by the Qingfeng Ox, but he did not show the slightest worry.

After being blocked, the Qingxiao Sword made an elegant turn like a nimble fish and rushed towards the Qingfeng Ox again with the force of thunder.

Seeing this, Qingfengniu hurriedly tried to use the horns on its head to resist the fierce attack of Qingxiao Sword.

However, how could its speed be compared with that of the Qingxiao Sword, which was at full strength and so close at hand?

Not to mention that the Qingfeng Ox was already seriously injured at this time, and its speed was much slower than usual.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingxiao Sword slashed across the Qingfeng Ox's back like lightning, leaving a shocking deep wound in an instant.

Blood gushed out of the wound like a fountain, as if telling the tragic story of Qingfeng Niu.

This thrilling sword not only caused severe damage to Qingfengniu, but also made it deeply aware of the huge gap between itself and Wu Ming.

At this moment, Qingfengniu's heart was filled with endless regret and self-blame.

It regretted why it was so reckless and dared to launch a surprise attack on Wu Ming; it blamed itself for not realizing the disparity in strength between the two sides earlier, which led to such a miserable end.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world, and Qingfengniu is destined to pay a heavy price for its rash and reckless decision.

The Qingxiao Sword emitted a cold light, like a thorn, pointing straight at the back of the Qingfeng Ox.

It felt a chill and suddenly had a strong desire to escape.

However, how could Wu Ming easily let go of this wealth that came right to his doorstep?

He flashed and blocked the way of Qingfeng Niu as quickly as a ghost, leaving it no chance to escape.

At the same time, the Qingxiao Sword was also ready to move behind the Qingfeng Ox, like a hungry beast, ready to give it a fatal blow at any time.

Seeing that the escape route had been completely blocked, Qingfengniu's violent temperament was finally fully aroused.

Its eyes turned blood red, revealing a sense of ferocity and despair, and green wind bullets kept emerging from its mouth.

These wind bombs were like green whirlwinds, spinning rapidly and sweeping towards Wu Ming with great force.

Along the way, dead branches, leaves and gravel were caught up by the wind, forming a huge storm.

The storm was like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards Wu Ming with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever it passed, trees were uprooted and a thick layer of dust was raised on the ground.

This is exactly the technique that Qingfengniu relies on most - the vitality wind bomb! This wind bomb is not only extremely powerful, but also extremely fast, making it difficult to dodge.

However, Wu Ming was not intimidated by this terrifying storm.

He swiftly turned sideways and avoided the frontal impact of the wind bullet like a ghost.

However, this wind bomb is not so easy to dodge.

The storm followed Wu Ming like a shadow, changing direction as he dodged, and followed closely behind him, like a ferocious beast determined to devour him.

Not only that, the Green Wind Ox didn't seem to intend to give up.

Its limbs were like war drums, constantly trampling the ground, making bursts of dull sounds, as if the earth was shaking.

Every tramp was accompanied by a powerful impact, like a surging wave sweeping over.

While Wu Ming was trying his best to avoid the attack of the Qingxiao Sword, the Qingfeng Ox cleverly used the impact force and charged straight towards Wu Ming like a mad buffalo.

It was extremely fast, like lightning, and in the blink of an eye it had rushed in front of Wu Ming.

Obviously, it wanted to inflict heavy damage on Wu Ming, thus creating a glimmer of hope for itself and taking the opportunity to escape.

However, how could Wu Ming let Qingfengniu succeed so easily?

As soon as he thought about it, several huge fireballs suddenly appeared like meteors. The blazing flames formed a wall of fire, blocking the terrifying storm.

The flames and storms collided with each other, making a deafening roar and sparks flying, as if the whole world was shaken by this force.

Despite this, Wu Ming found that he still couldn't completely escape the pursuit of Qingfeng Niu's wind bomb. In desperation, he could only continue to summon more fireballs to start a fierce battle with the wind bomb.

At the same time, the Qingxiao Sword was cutting wounds on the Qingfeng Ox's back, making the Ox's body weaker and weaker.

Wu Ming, on the other hand, moved like a ghost, constantly moving around the Green Wind Ox, nimbly avoiding its fierce charge.

His movements were light and quick, as if blending into the surrounding environment, making it difficult for Qingfengniu to grasp his position.

As time passed, more and more wounds began to appear on the Qingfeng Ox's body. Blood continued to flow out of its wounds, dyeing the surrounding grass red.

As the blood loss increased, Qingfeng Niu's mind gradually became blurred and its attacks became more and more disorderly.

This is exactly the opportunity Wu Ming has been waiting for!

The Qingxiao Sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and then under his control, it turned into several sharp sword lights, rushing towards it from the four directions of the Qingfeng Ox at the same time like lightning.

Faced with this sudden attack, Qingfengniu had lost its ability to judge. It was simply unable to tell which sword light was the real body of the Qingxiao Sword.

In a panic, it could only randomly choose two directions of sword light to block.

However, fate played a cruel joke on Qingfengniu.

The two directions it chose to block were not the main body of the Qingxiao Sword.

The real Qingxiao Sword drew a graceful arc across the neck of the Qingfeng Ox, then quickly spun around like a sharp sickle, effortlessly cutting off the huge head of the Qingfeng Ox.

The headless Qingfeng Ox struggled a few times due to inertia, but soon lost its strength and fell down with a loud bang.

Its huge body hit the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust, as if announcing the end of its life.

Seeing the body of Qingfeng Ox separated, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Qingfeng Ox suffered heavy damage, as a demon beast in the foundation-building stage, its strength should not be underestimated.

Wu Ming knew this very well, so he didn't dare to take it lightly at all.

After all, in this dangerous Youhua Valley, any negligence could lead to fatal consequences.