1445: C1445 Blood-fighting

C1445 Blood-fighting

"Crap!"

The first punch did not directly hit Mu Ming, although it cut off one of his arms, but Xiao Lang was still shocked, and realised how difficult this battle was.

Mu Ming's current condition was not very good. Just by looking at his current physique, one could tell that if an ordinary Venerable One's arm was struck by his fist, his arm would definitely not have been broken. Even so, he had used his Supreme Realm instincts to save his life at the cost of an arm. It was enough to tell that he had been through hundreds of battles and was not weak!

Most importantly, even though Mu Ming's condition was worrisome, she seemed to be much stronger than him!

Boom!

The instant the Strength of Great Dao around Mu Ming's body erupted, Xiao Lang felt as if he was a duckweed floating in the ocean while the waves were rolling about, and even his movements had become slow. For a moment, it was as if the world had changed as a patch of jade green entered his eyes.

"Break!"

Xiao Lang punched out again, with great strength and determination, it smashed onto the large tree that suddenly appeared in front of him. Instantly, the huge tree crumbled, wood chips scattered everywhere, and leaves fell all over the ground.

The fist had crushed Mu Ming's attack, but Xiao Lang did not have the slightest hint of happiness on his face. Xiao Lang did not launch another punch, he looked around solemnly.

Tree.

There were huge trees all around!

It was as if the world had changed, and he had already left the Waste Ore area. His surroundings were a strange forest, and one huge tree after another pierced through the horizon, covering the sky and blotting out the sun. What was even more frightening was that all of these trees were actually the same!

"Illusion realm?"

"He's actually good at illusions?"

Xiao Lang's heart became heavy.

Illusion Master.

It could be said that this was the enemy Xiao Lang didn't want to face the most. This was because his current state was quite poor. Even though he had the Ink Crystal to replenish his consumed True Spirit, the Spiritual Body of of Great Dao was still sealed. For a moment, the amount of energy he could summon was extremely limited.

If it was in its normal state, Xiao Lang could fearlessly massacre everyone around him, force out their positions and force them to show themselves. But right now, Xiao Lang was not good at protracted battles at all.

After muttering to himself, Xiao Lang did not continue punching, but chose to stay put.

The enemy does not move, I do not move!

It seemed stupid, but in reality, this was the best way to deal with it.

"As long as you want to kill me, you have to! I was waiting for you to show yourself! "

Xiao Lang seemed to not move at all, but in reality, his eyes were sparkling. He had always been observing every single movement within a thousand meters from himself, secretly accumulating his energy.

"I want to see who can last longer!"

Xiao Lang was extremely calm.

In fact, he had chosen the right one.

Outside the forest, Mu Ming's face was gloomy and his expression was extremely ugly.

"Forgot that he's a killer!"

Mu Ming still saw Xiao Lang as the assassin that Mu Rong Jun had sent out to kill him. It was indeed his most secret martial arts. It was an illusion, so it had the same characteristics as all the other illusion-type martial arts.

Extreme consumption!

Ordinary killing moves had limited Strength of Great Dao s. Just like Xiao Lang, when he struck with Rushing Thunder, he probably only used up less than one percent of the Strength of Great Dao.

The amount of Strength of Great Dao needed to maintain the illusion was astonishing.

After all, the illusion wasn't motionless. If it was dead silent, would it still be called illusion? Xiao Lang felt that every single movement was created through his control of the illusion. But unfortunately, Xiao Lang's vigilance was too high, he couldn't find the right opportunity to make a move in a short amount of time.

If it was the Mu Ming of his prime, as the Sovereign of Middle Period of Epoch Stage, maintaining three to five hours was a piece of cake but now, with the damage done to his True Spirit, his control over the Strength of Great Dao was no longer as perfect as it was before. At least his disciple had wasted fifty percent of the Strength of Great Dao to maintain the complete illusion formation.

He wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Especially when he suddenly remembered the identity of Xiao Lang's killer.

He knew that some assassins had a lot of patience. Not to mention staying still for three to five days, there were even assassins who had hidden themselves for three to five years!

How could he consume more energy than Xiao Lang?

"Damn it!"

Mu Ming had gone through hundreds of battles, and was also very decisive, when he realized that he had made a mistake, he immediately changed his plan. He shouted angrily, and the illusion which had already used up 30% of his divine power instantly collapsed, but the moment it crumbled, the 100 trees in the forest suddenly shrank in size, their leaves flew everywhere, and in the end, they transformed into 100 sharp spears.

"Go!"

"Hundred Wood Rain!"

If he couldn't, then he would just kill him!

If he wanted to determine life or death, he would have to face it head on!

Mu Ming made his decision very quickly, Xiao Lang also reacted in the instant of the collapse of the illusion world, he also saw the hundred or so spears above his head ripping towards him, wanting to pierce through his body and destroy his soul.

"Heh, your reaction is quite fast."

Xiao Lang sneered, feeling a little disappointed in his heart. He had originally thought that Mu Ming would still be able to persist this illusion for a period of time, and his disciple would waste his power. But now, it seems that Mu Ming was not stupid after all.

Although Xiao Lang's words were full of ridicule, he did not dare underestimate the hundred Wood Lance s that were dropping from the sky. He leapt into the air, and the Thunder under his feet flickered as he moved forward.

Xiao Lang did not dare to stay where he was.

Each of the hundred Wood Lance had Strength of Great Dao s hidden within them, this was a killing move! If he was hit by a hundred Wood Lance at the same time, even if he was revived, he would not have been able to defend against them.

To deal with it, they could only fight!

"Bam!"

With the impact of the Thunder Clap, a Wood Lance flew into the air and clashed with the God Power. Using the power of the shock, Xiao Lang tried his best to adjust his body and suppress the blood and Qi in his body.

Mu Ming had to die!

If he didn't die, then he would always be trapped by these hundred Wood Lance and would die from exhaustion!

"500 feet!"

Xiao Lang's eyes flashed as he estimated the distance.

A hundred and fifty meters was enough for him to use Love Emptiness to teleport to Mu Ming's side. He had never used the Love Emptiness so he definitely did not think that he could fly across space!

Xiao Lang was very confident.

"As long as I can break through 500 feet, he will definitely die!"

Xiao Lang's confidence was obviously not for no reason. On the contrary, this was the firm conclusion he made after a short confrontation with Mu Ming.

"His fleshly body is about to collapse!"

"Even worse than me!"

"Otherwise, it's impossible for his arm to shatter. He already had the upper hand the moment the illusion shattered. If he had even the slightest bit of confidence in his own body, he would not have used Wood Lance s to conduct long-range attacks. A close combat surprise attack is undoubtedly the fastest way to resolve a battle. Since he doesn't dare to do so, this means that his body is extremely weak, to the point where he doesn't even dare close in on others! "

Xiao Lang analyzed the situation. His eyes lit up as he saw hope.

However, he was able to deduce Mu Ming's current condition through his own analysis. Since Mu Ming had experienced hundreds of battles, how could he not know of his own weaknesses?

Xiao Lang's figure swayed, and he could guess Xiao Lang's intentions.

"You want to get close to me? Close combat?"

"Hehe, wishful thinking!"

Swoosh!

Just as Xiao Lang was about to throw out another punch and send another Wood Lance flying towards Mu Ming, another two suddenly rushed over and blocked off every path in his direction.

"Bang bang!"

Two fists flying, the Wood Lance was once again sent flying, but Xiao Lang's body was also forced to stop, the chance to get close was just a fleeting moment, Xiao Lang's face sank.

"We've been discovered!"

Difficult to deal with!

Xiao Lang once again felt that Mu Ming was difficult to deal with. Fighting with such an opponent was simply a disaster. Mu Ming was too careful, not only did he not allow himself to get within fifty meters of him, he did not even dare!

"I can only smash them?"

Xiao Lang's gaze fell on the hundred Wood Lance s surrounding him, his face gloomy.

It seemed that this was the only hope left.

Xiao Lang felt even more that Mu Ming's Qi was weak, because he had gathered almost all of the Strength of Great Dao he could control into these hundred Wood Lance.

But his consumption was also very serious!

Xiao Lang clenched his teeth, the thunderbolt on his watch became even more glaring, and fiercely smashed towards one of the Wood Lance s. The Wood Lance flew back with a cry, and a crack appeared on the surface of its body, but it did not immediately break.

"Fuck you!" Kill! "

Xiao Lang was ruthless.

Since the battle had come to this, victory and defeat were inevitable. Why bother thinking about other things?

So be it!

Rumble rumble rumble!

floated in the air, controlling a hundred Wood Lance to encircle and kill Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang waved his fists, and collided with the Wood Lance in succession. The Strength of Great Dao trembled crazily, and the air rumbled.

Mu Ming had also consumed a lot of energy.

Moreover, he did not dare to use his long spear to clash with Xiao Lang consecutively. If he shattered it, he would definitely receive heavy injuries, whether it was his heart energy or the Strength of Great Dao used to repair the Wood Lance, they were all being crazily exhausted.

Xiao Lang was even more so.0

Waving his fists like a violent storm, he had the intention of fighting even though he was trapped in a beast trap. If he didn't struggle, he would definitely die! The most crucial point was that his energy consumption was comparable to Mu Ming's, but his foundation was far inferior to Mu Ming's!

The consumption of Strength of Great Dao was just too great!

Xiao Lang could clearly feel that his True Spirit was swiftly dissipating!

"Still not breaking?"

Xiao Lang's face turned sinister, his heart was filled with hatred, his fists were all at full strength, yet he could only watch as the Wood Lance s separated from him the moment they made contact, and fresh pikes rushed to his front, attacking relentlessly, Xiao Lang was finally infuriated.

"Run my ass!"

Boom! *

Xiao Lang took a step forward. Finally, he no longer only dodged, he charged forward and directly caught up to the lance that he had smashed with his fist, and another punch landed!

Boom!

Ka-cha! *

The long spear that was covered in cracks finally couldn't endure Xiao Lang's punch and shattered instantly. After a burst, it was burnt to ashes by the lightning power that was reflected in Xiao Lang's fist!

The first Wood Lance shattered!

Mu Ming had never thought that Xiao Lang would suddenly become so fierce. He did not investigate further, but the Wood Lance that was connected to him had already been torn apart, and he was immediately affected.

"Pfft!"

Mu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire being immediately becoming somewhat dispirited, the True Spirit was forcibly torn apart a bit, the feeling was unbearable, his face was as white as paper.

However, although it looked like Xiao Lang had the upper hand, it was not. Xiao Lang gave up on dodging and a Wood Lance pierced his thigh, causing blood to spurt out like a shower of rain. If he did not dodge in time, the spear might have pierced through his Dantian.

"You still dare to be impudent?"

Xiao Lang's long hair fluttered behind him, his body was bathed in fresh blood, like a demon god. He reached out and grabbed the Wood Lance in his hand, and then smashed it down frantically with his other fist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With three consecutive punches, yet another pike was crushed under the pressure. Mu Ming's face became even paler, but also became even crazier.

"You want to fight to the death?!"

"I'll accompany you!"

Rumble rumble rumble!

Of course, Xiao Lang was not stupid enough to resist it head on. However, at the same time he dodged, he also forcefully captured a Wood Lance, broke it into pieces with three punches, and pierced through his own body once again. His shoulder was dyed in blood.

Blood for blood!

The life and death battle between Mu Ming and Xiao Lang had actually already reached its climax.

If you don't die, I'll die!

But the key point was ?

Who would die first?

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