Rumble!
The heavens and earth were destroyed, and the sun and moon wailed. Under the assault of the nine, a ten-thousand-ter peak was instantly leveled to the ground, turning into sand and dispersing in the wind.
Puh puh puh...
Golden light filled the air, blocking everyone's sight. In the mont when the young talents were slightly stunned, eight embarrassed figures flew out from the golden light, their speed reaching the extre.
"It's the Eight Supres!!"
A young talent from the Great Freedom Palace exclaid, eyes full of disbelief. For Chu Ming to force the retreat of eight supre talents with one move, did it an he won this battle? Could he now suppress the younger generation with his combat prowess?
"We must hold on, he can't maintain this state for too long!"
Ling Yun covered his chest, calming the boiling blood, and shouted to the other seven supres, his voice thundering and spreading far.
The other seven supres were similarly in bad shape. Among them, Ling Yun had the strongest power, so Chu Ming's attack had the least effect on him, only slightly stirring his blood. However, for Emperor Wuji and Liu Shengchuan, Chu Ming's attack had severely injured them, weakening both their internal spiritual power and their ntal capacities by more than half.
"You won't have another chance!"
A faint and calm voice sounded. Ling Yun was montarily stunned. Imdiately, sensing sothing, his eyes snapped towards Emperor Wuji and Liu Shengchuan, shouting: "Careful!!"
Rumble!
But Ling Yun's warning was a step too late. A terrifying giant hand broke through the space, stirring from the void, and with thunderous montum, grabbed towards Emperor Wuji.
Emperor Wuji's face showed terror, and he imdiately wanted to escape into the space, but under this golden giant hand, the surrounding space seed to be completely confined, making any movent impossible.
Pfft!
The golden hand lightly clenched, and Emperor Wuji, like an ant, was instantly crushed, turning into a burst of dazzling white light.
One strike!
Emperor Wuji fell!
Rumble!
In the mont when Ling Yun and the seven others were distracted, Chu Ming's massive figure punched towards Liu Shengchuan. The contained force made the stars quake, and the space along the way instantly tore apart, turning into void.
Whoosh!
"Flowers Fall in the World!"
Liu Shengchuan had the intention to evade, but the range of the golden fist shadow was too massive. Even if he instantly teleported once, he would still be easily covered. In a flash, Liu Shengchuan could only grit his teeth and et it with his sword, inclining the blue longsword in his hand. A strand of his essence, energy, and spirit rged into it, quickly slashing out as if portraying the entire life of a flower, short yet significant.
Pfft! Slash!
The dazzling golden fist shadow just touched the sword aura and instantly tore it apart, ferociously smashing towards Liu Shengchuan.
Pfft!
No suspense, under one punch, Liu Shengchuan perished instantly!
The Eight Supres lost another one!
Rumble!
The world transford drastically, bolts of lightning tangled in the sky, forming colossal thunder chains that tightly bound Chu Ming in an instant!
"Phew, the pale-golden primordial power is still too scarce!"
Chu Ming secretly felt regretful. The fusion of his spiritual aperture had increased the pale-golden primordial power significantly, but the move against the eight supres consud half of it.
Puh puh puh...
Chu Ming's body began to shrink rapidly!
Five hundred ters!
One hundred ters!
Fifty ters!
Ten ters!
In just an instant, Chu Ming returned to his original size. The pale-golden light on his body gradually faded, and the Blood Do Sword imdiately appeared in his hand, slashing towards Wang Xue'Er.
"Kill!!"
Ling Yun's eyes were now completely bloodshot, as he roared and stretched his fingers, instantly launching an attack towards Chu Ming.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The remaining six supre talents surrounded Chu Ming once again, but the situation had already changed. Without Emperor Wuji and Liu Shengchuan, the six of them couldn't suppress Chu Ming at all.
"Dark Devouring!"
Chu Ming's eyes were sharp, with thousands of Sword Dao Auroras faintly traversing within. The Blood Do Sword in his hand slashed out at an angle, erupting with dark secrets. The sky darkened and the sword aura in his hand was like a massive mouth, devouring Wang Xue'Er.
Pfft!
The sword aura closed slightly, and Wang Xue'Er instantly perished, turning into a beam of white light!
The Eight Supres lost another one!
Rumble!
At this mont, an eerie red whirlpool fist force silently appeared behind Chu Ming. Snow Demon Immortal's face was cold, his left fist hadn't yet fallen, and his right fist was already lifted again, bombarding Chu Ming like a rainstorm.
Ding ding ding ding ding...
Chu Ming's body shot forward, like a condensed gust of wind. The Blood Do Sword in his hand moved like a celestial horse, sparks flying. Regardless of how dense the fist shadows were, they were easily deflected by Chu Ming.
Rumble!
"Fire Realm!"
A fiery red figure suddenly appeared behind Chu Ming, and imdiately, waves of fire surged. Fire God Ning Lie's figure instantly turned into a huge fireball, flying towards Chu Ming.
Crack!
Chu Ming's right hand trembled slightly, a trendous force bursting from it, instantly knocking Snow Demon Immortal away. Then, the Blood Do Sword reversed, like a brilliant sword light shooting from the sky, directly striking Fire God Ning Lie.
Rumble!
"Pfft..."
The firelight scattered, revealing Fire God Ning Lie's figure. His body flickered, reappearing a thousand ters away, his red clothes shredded, exposing his battered body.
"So strong!!"
Fire God Ning Lie's heart trembled. Chu Ming was too powerful. Alone, he wouldn't be able to withstand ten moves from Chu Ming.
Whoosh!
His eyes twitched slightly. A faint sword arc flew from his left, and Emperor Luo, completely unprepared, was directly slain!
Now, of the original Eight Supres, only four remained, all indicating that the plan to besiege Chu Ming had failed.
Rumble!
In a pale blue light, Ling Yun's body leaned forward, five fingers on his right hand moving wildly, firing several finger forces towards Chu Ming.
Ling Yun's face was grimly contorted. Being repeatedly counter-killed by Chu Ming, even his mindset was starting to crack.
Whoosh!
"Immortal Undying Sword!"
A pale golden sword aura burst from the Blood Do Sword, carrying a hint of eternal, indestructible essence. The sharp sword aura suddenly slashed towards Ling Yun.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The pale golden sword aura pierced through the multiple layers of fist shadows and quickly approached Ling Yun!
"Pfft..."
Ling Yun's body shot forward, in disarray, but Chu Ming didn't pursue, instead turning into a wisp of green smoke, moving towards Emperor Luo.
"Well fought!!"
Emperor Luo's eyes turned blood red. His body staggered back three steps as his right fist lifted, his right arm muscles bulging massively, like a terrifying teor streaking through the heavens.
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