1446: C1446 Forward

C1446 Forward

Puff puff puff!

This was the sound of Xiao Lang's fleshly body being penetrated. The Wood Lance was sharp, and as it penetrated through his body, it left behind a terrifying bloody groove, causing blood to spurt out and pink blood to flow all over the place. There were even places with dense white bones, the God Power suffused and surged, Xiao Lang was like a huge funnel, the God Power in his body was frantically leaking.

However, his fists never stopped!

"Bang bang bang!"

The Wood Lance could not escape!

Xiao Lang no longer bothered with the dozens of Wood Lance s surrounding him, dodging and dodging, and only cared about those that approached him. After dodging successfully, he grabbed them in his hands, no matter if his palm was broken, his fists were smashed, the three punches were broken!

Using blood to shake the spear!

Competing ruthlessly?

He wasn't afraid at all!

At this time, Xiao Lang was like a mad demon. His long hair was in disarray and he had long been dyed red with blood. In the air, Mu Ming, who had been injured by the Wood Lance and was coughing blood, was stunned.

He had seen ruthless people, but he had never seen such a ruthless person!

Mu Ming had also been through a hundred battles and trained outside since a young age. It wasn't because he hadn't experienced a life-and-death battle, but he had never experienced one that could be compared to this one.

Xiao Lang's fists were just too rough.

Even though it was clearly not some profound martial skill, to use such a method of exchanging one's life for another made him feel even more pressured, and he even had thoughts of retreating. But Mu Ming knew, he could no longer retreat!

Even if Xiao Lang allowed him to leave, he would not be able to.

The collapse of the True Spirit was just too severe.

Every single Wood Lance was formed from the fusion of his True Spirit and divine power, and so far, there were more than twenty broken Wood Lance.

The Eight Treasures Earth Lotus was still in Xiao Lang's hands, he had to obtain it!

But now, looking at the current situation, if he wanted to obtain the Eight Treasures Earth Lotus, he had to pass through Xiao Lang!

In a life-and-death duel, life and death were inevitable!

"I don't believe it! "How long can you last?!"

In Mu Ming's heart, he was extremely ruthless. He took in a deep breath and controlled the Wood Lance, making it even more berserk and chaotic, causing it to fly around in a mess, and with another five holes in Xiao Lang's body. Although they were all avoided by him, the blood that spilled out was astonishing.

Weng! *

Xiao Lang also continued to swing his fists, and another two Wood Lance s were snapped by his iron fists. But following that, if his body was too weak to endure, Xiao Lang's body shook violently for a moment, and then, a Wood Lance that he could obviously dodge pierced into his shoulder!

Finally unable to hold on?

Mu Ming saw this and was overjoyed, but before he could reflect the joy on his face, Xiao Lang did not even frown an inch, and with a flip of his hand, he pulled out the spear on his shoulder. The two fists shattered at the same time, and with a flip of his hands, two crystals appeared in his palms.

One black and one green!

Mu Ming recognized the green one, it was shockingly a Wood Essence.

Although the black colored Mu Ming did not recognize them, he could still see the intentions behind the two crystals that Xiao Lang had taken out.

Recover!

As expected ?

"Crack!"

With the strength of one hand, Xiao Lang clenched his fist fiercely, causing the Wood Essence to shatter in an instant. The vigorous life force whizzed into the beast, and the Ink Crystal obviously did not shatter, its hardness was astonishing, Xiao Lang's soul emerged, and immediately absorbed the origin energy inside, causing his entire body to feel as though he had been drugged, and his tyrannical Qi surged into the sky like smoke, causing people to stare in shock, and their hearts to tremble.

"F * ck!"

His attacks were even faster, like a violent storm. Xiao Lang was like a rootless duckweed floating deep in the ocean, constantly shaking under the impact of the Wood Lance, the movements of him pulling out his spear never stopping!

A crystal to extend one's life!

Xiao Lang's current state was indeed at his limit.

This was the true limit.

From this, one could see the limit of death!

Using Wood Essence to recover his divine power had already been part of Xiao Lang's plan. Using the Ink Crystal, he would really be forced into a corner. Xiao Lang was unable to predict the consequences of using the Ink Crystal, because he had spent the past few days in seclusion and had entered deep into the Sea of Thunder. If he failed to defend the True Spirit this time and fell into the Sea of Thunder, he would probably really die.

However, Xiao Lang's True Spirit had lost even more than Mu Ming's, he could not hold on any longer, he had no choice!

It was a gamble.

It was a life wager!

Fortunately, Xiao Lang had won the bet.

The Ink Crystal can be used as a Wood Essence, it can recover True Spirit s in battle!

"F * ck, let's see who can endure this!"

With the help of the Wood Essence, the torn wounds on his body started to heal at a visible rate, but sometimes, before the new flesh buds could fully grow, they were already pierced through by the Wood Lance once again, and blood splattered across the sky.

Xiao Lang's entire body seemed to have come out from a blood cave, blood spurted out all over his body, even his body had become thinner, his face was pale white like paper, this was because of the blood loss, but, his spirit was still filled with vitality, his fists and feet were like lightning!

Just like Mu Ming, Xiao Lang's eyes also turned red from killing.

Mu Ming had to die!

Otherwise, if Mu Ming left this place, he would have summoned a large number of Mu Family Honored Warriors. Merely one Mu Ming, he had already dealt with it with such difficulty, even if it was one or two more, they were not people he could deal with.

Of course, Xiao Lang could definitely escape.

But he couldn't!

The inkstone was still here!

The ink crystal was the key to whether or not he could resist the Dao Becoming Tribulation! If he gave up, what was the difference from giving up his own life?

Those who obstruct my path, die!

Xiao Lang became even more furious. In his berserk state, even Xiao Lang himself did not realize this, but following the flow of the battle, his will was also transforming.

Sharp as a blade, solid as a rock!

However, Mu Ming could completely feel the change in Xiao Lang's body. He could feel the resolution in Xiao Lang's heart.

At this moment, his heart fiercely trembled, and he panicked once again.

He could not hold on any longer!

The berserk aura that Xiao Lang's body was giving off continuously assaulted his mind, causing his will to waver. However, he had still grown up through the experience of blood battles, and the moment his mind trembled, he realized that something was wrong, and forced himself to remain firm.

"I'm actually afraid? Afraid of a brat with at most Early Period of Epoch Stage? "

"No!"

"The final victor can only be me!"

Mu Ming's mind shook, his scarlet eyes overflowing with craziness: "You're the one who forced me!"

Boom!

In an instant, Mu Ming's True Spirit went berserk, his divine power evaporated, and the Strength of Great Dao flowed out of his body as if it was free. He extended his arm, and pointed at the remaining sixty or so Wood Lance that troubled Xiao Lang from afar.

"Gather!"

Weng! *

The Wood Lance s and he had a mutual understanding, as if they were alive. In an instant, the Wood Lance s all trembled, and actually clashed with each other, and their power scattered. The two Wood Lance s impressively formed a Wood Lance, and as the divine power surged, the Strength of Great Dao was no longer concentrated on the tip of the spear.

Arcane Arts!

Using this kind of Arcane Arts seemed to give Mu Ming a lot of pressure. When the number of Wood Lance was quantified to thirty, he spat out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood. His spirit was sluggish, but the light in his eyes were still ruthless and ruthless.

Yes.

Mu Ming is fighting with his life!

In his eyes, there was even a hint of decisiveness. Because he was more clear than anyone else on just how big of an impact using this Arcane Arts that he was not completely familiar with yet to fully control would be to him. Even after he killed Xiao Lang and seized the Eight Treasures Earth Lotus, he still might not be able to completely recover.

Six hundred years of waiting had all turned into dust!

This was the Arcane Arts that Mu Ming had used for more than six hundred years.

He had to kill Xiao Lang!

"I will not lose!"

"He has something to recover the True Spirit. Kill him, it's all mine!"

Mu Ming tried his best to calm himself down, the number of Wood Lance he could control had reduced by half, but the power of the Wood Lance had increased by 80%.

Strong!

The Wood Lance had been reborn!

If he was hit by it, then it would not be a matter of life and death. If it pierced his shoulder, the Strength of Great Dao would explode and both of his arms would be torn off!

Danger!

The greatest danger he would face when fighting with Mu Ming!

Looking at the incoming spear, Xiao Lang even saw the scene of his entire body being pierced, then exploding into death, his bones turning into ashes.

This was death.

Xiao Lang could feel the bone-piercing coldness of death!

"Am I going to die?"2

At this moment, Xiao Lang really wanted to turn and run. Different from how Mu Ming was willing to give up this bunch of Waste Ore crystals, if Xiao Lang was willing to, he could definitely escape. With Mu Ming's current state, catching up to him was impossible.

However, the moment this thought appeared in his mind, it was immediately expelled by Xiao Lang.

"Run away, you bird!"

"With just that bit of threat, I'm already running. Why are you acting so arrogantly in my Ximo Star Sea, and why did you break the Dao Becoming Tribulation?!"

Under the pressure brought by death, Xiao Lang's willpower finally welcomed a complete transformation. His body was still in pain and the weakness of the True Spirit still lingered in his heart, but at this moment, Xiao Lang felt that his mind was clear, as if all his other thoughts were gone. There was only one thought in his mind ?

Tear it apart!

Tearing apart these spears!

Tear Mu Ming apart!

Win this battle!

This was an unscrupulous purity. What Dao Becoming, what Ink Crystals, even if these were the source of his persistence, at this moment, they no longer mattered.

"I want to live!"

Xiao Lang did not sense it. Just as he was thinking about merging into one, the True Spirit in his sea of consciousness started to fluctuate violently, like a tide. At the same time, facing the thirty Wood Lance s that were enough to take his life, Xiao Lang somehow made a strange mistake as he threw out a punch!

Seeing that, Mu Ming was overjoyed.

"Not evading?"

"You're courting death!"

Whoosh!

Mu Ming controlled one of them and aimed it at the center of Xiao Lang's brows. He held back, because in his opinion, the current Xiao Lang was still using his previous fist techniques to fight, and was undoubtedly courting death. He wanted to do his best to conserve his energy and minimize his energy consumption. In that case, if he ate the Eight Treasures Earth Lotus, there would still be a chance for him to fully recover.

However, he never expected ?

"Crack!"

Boom!

The moment the Wood Lance collided with Xiao Lang's fist, it seemed exceptionally sharp to Mu Ming, but it instantly ruptured and was torn apart.

What was going on?

What he did not see was that when Xiao Lang punched out, a white scar appeared between the fist shadows, and there were actually two twisted nodes there.

However, when Xiao Lang saw it, he was as calm as a bolt of lightning.

"So, this is what the Rushing Thunder Transformation lacks the most. It's not skill, but will!"

Xiao Lang comprehended!

The battle between the Supreme Realm cultivators was a matter of life and death.

He was born to die, to advance forward with indomitable will!

Second form, second form, Rushing Thunder!

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