Dragon Blood Valkyrie

Chapter 580 The First Battle

Wuming looked at Fengyun, Fengyun smiled and said: "I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore!"

Fengyun knew that over the years, Wuming had suffered endless grievances, but he had never vented them out, and eventually accumulated them into piles. Although the current Wuming is under the suppression of a strong will, it will not do anything.

But as time goes on, Wuming is likely to affect his martial arts.

Especially in the future, if you want to condense your Dao thoughts, you must release all this anger.

And the sooner the better.

Wuming turned and walked out of the room after receiving Fengyun's reply.

But Fengyun and Aiwei continued to stay in the room. He still doesn't want to let too many people know that he has returned to the cold and desolate dragon city, and he doesn't want people to know that he has a disciple named Wuming.

"Little waste, why are you willing to come out by yourself today? Is your skin itchy again?" A boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old beside Chen Hong said mockingly at Wuming.

"It's really itchy, but it's not itchy skin, it's itchy hands."

Wuming smiled indifferently, with a kind of contempt in his eyes. Now, Wuming's consciousness has changed, and there is an extra aura of pride and wildness in his body.

This kind of look is simply the greatest irony to the six people on the opposite side.

The six people on the opposite side were suddenly furious.

"Fade Chen, beat this little trash to death!" Chen Hong said angrily.

Fade Chen was the dog leg standing next to Chen Hong. After Chen Hong spoke, Fade Chen jumped out.

"Boy, I promise not to kill you today, don't worry!"

Wuming said coldly, "This sentence is also what I want to tell you."

"Boy, you are too crazy, okay, I will let you see how powerful I am!"

Fade Chen, the third stage of Condensation Yuan, is already an extremely powerful existence among the juniors of the Chen family, so he didn't take Wuming seriously at all.

Wuming sneered, "Release your martial soul, I don't want to bully you!"

"Hahaha, I seem to have heard the biggest joke since I was born. You don't want to bully me? Do you have the strength and the qualifications to let me release the martial spirit?" Fade Chen said coldly.

"Okay, since you don't want to release it yourself, then let me catch it!"

chi chi...

The change of feet is the most basic footwork of the Chen family, the eight steps of snake and crane in Wujue.

It suddenly appeared in front of Fade Chen.

This action immediately startled everyone.

Immediately afterwards, they saw that the nameless hand had directly touched the top of Fade Chen's head.

"careful!"

Because they didn't know what the nameless palm technique was, they were extremely shocked.

At the same time, they found that Wuming had changed at this moment, becoming a little scary and a little tough.

hum…

Wuming directly dragged Fade Chen's Wuhun out from above his head.

Although the martial soul is connected to the soul, it exists in a martial artist's dantian, but Wuming can pull out the opponent's martial soul directly from the top of his head.

How exactly is this done.

How could Wuming become so powerful in almost an instant.

Everyone showed a look of surprise.

They didn't understand, what happened to Wuming's body in such a short period of time?
When Fade Chen's Wuhun was dragged out by Wuming, everyone was dumbfounded, and Fade Chen had no fighting strength anymore.

Wuming sneered, "Just because of you, you also want to hurt me, what a joke!" Wuming's arrogance was instantly revealed.

How dare these little geniuses of the Chen family believe in everything in front of them? Chen Hong snorted coldly. He would never allow someone he had been bullying to suddenly be stronger than himself, so he said coldly: "Little waste, I don't care how you got it!" With this kind of power, kneel down and apologize now, maybe I can spare you, otherwise, hmph!"

Wuming smiled coldly and said: "Chen Hong, I apologize to you. I also gave you this sentence. Over the years, you have bullied me so many times. As long as you kneel in front of me, I may still spare your life." .”

"Wu Ming, you are so crazy, okay, I will show you my true strength!" Chen Hong sneered, and immediately released his martial soul.

The combat strength shown by Wuming just now really surprised him, but he is a warrior of the fifth stage of condensing Yuan after all, and under his perception, he found that Wuming did not have too strong fluctuations of Yuanli.

Therefore, he guessed that Wuming could use this strange fighting method, he must have learned some kind of mysterious martial art.

Moreover, his attack method can only be used after touching the opponent's head. As long as he dodges his footwork, defeating Wuming is a breeze.

Chen Hong's wishful thinking was really well done.

And Wuming is also very cautious at the moment, after all these years, Chen Hong has been an insurmountable gap in Wuming's heart.

At the same time, Wuming didn't have much confidence in his own fighting strength.

chi chi...

The Soul Swallowing Sword appeared in his hand.

Looking at all this, Fengyun felt a little helpless, Wuming was still too careful.

And the combat experience is really bad.

In fact, he didn't need to release his soul-swallowing sword at all.

And the more mysterious it is, the more shock and fear it will make the other party.

In this way, the strength of the opponent is greatly reduced after all, and it can even allow a warrior to deal with an enemy stronger than himself.

Chen Hong's martial spirit is somewhat similar to Wuming's Soul Swallowing Sword, and it is also a simple and unadorned black sword.

But his Wuhun is a one-handed sword.

When Wuming's soul-swallowing long sword appeared, several people looked at Wuming in disbelief at the same time.

All along, everyone knew that Wuming didn't have a martial soul, so it was because of this that they bullied Wuming so unscrupulously.

Because in their view, Wuming has no chance of standing up.

"Die to me!" Chen Hong made a bold move.

The powerful sword energy rushed out directly, pointing at Wuming.

Wuming was horrified immediately, and hurriedly used his footwork to dodge, but it has to be said that Wuming's experience in battle is really poor.

At this moment, compared with Chen Hong's speed, how could he win.

puff…

The sword energy of the long sword pierced through Wuming's lower abdomen, and the blood was left directly, staining his clothes red.

Wuming frowned under the severe pain, and slashed at Chen Hong with the long sword in his backhand.

Chen Hong sneered, and thought to himself, his guess was indeed correct, Wuming was only capable of three tricks, and once he knew his strengths and weaknesses, it would be a breeze to deal with him.

The nameless speed is indeed too far away from Chen Hong.

There is simply no possibility of any comparison.

Moreover, Chen Hong's reaction speed was obviously much faster than Wuming's. He almost turned around, avoided Wuming's attack, and cut Wuming's head straight with a backhand sword.

Chen Hong has made up his mind to kill Wuming today.

After all, Wuming's talent has been recovered, and Wuming will probably rise up in the Chen family soon.

He would never allow Wuming to climb on top of his head one day and drink around.

Wuming didn't expect that his strength was so far behind Chen Hong, and he felt a little afraid that he would fight Chen Hong.

"Where's your swallowing soul?"

A sound transmission, from Fengyun, directly entered Wuming's mind.

(End of this chapter)