If the opponent is also a warrior who has surpassed the realm of the God of War, why is the consciousness of heaven and earth not targeting Chu Ming?
Just when he was puzzled, the thunderclouds gathering in the sky became thicker. If it weren't for the obstruction of the blood mist, the main peak would have been leveled long ago.
The two of them had formed a stalemate. Not only did their attacks not stop, but their speed was also accelerating.
Even Wanwan and others who were watching the battle in mid-air did not dare to lose their attention, otherwise they would not be able to capture their figures. Chu Ming was now using all his moves, elbows and knees, chest and neck blows, elbows, knees and other means of attack. He used them all.
Yu Mao, who had never seen these actions before, became confused.
"Is it because the Tiangong inheritance we have received is different? Why is my opponent more evil than me?"
After Yu Mao dodged Chu Ming's move similar to "Monkey Stealing Peach", he couldn't help complaining in his heart.
Chu Ming couldn't care about so many things. As long as it was practical, it didn't matter what his moves were. As long as he could knock Yu Mao down, it was a good move.
Based on the principle of practicality, he almost focused on the opponent's lower three lanes, and his methods were endless, which gave Yu Mao a headache.
No matter how you look at the other party, he looks more "evil" than him!
Is there any righteous master who specializes in attacking other people's lower third lane, and his methods are so skillful? He could barely avoid Chu Ming's attacks several times.
When his wishful thinking failed, Yu Mao decided to give up the close fight.
But it's not that easy to get away now. Chu Ming is in high spirits, not to mention that he has gradually begun to gain the upper hand, and he will not let his opponent leave easily.
Yu Mao has tried no less than ten movements, but still can't get rid of Chu Ming's attack.
He no longer dared to raise his breath, otherwise his body would fall apart without the other party taking action.
Ling Yu Mao tried his best, but he never thought that his opponent would be so powerful.
You must know that he can kill the Martial God Dzogchen warrior instantly by using Xicheng's strength.
Although he estimated that Young Master Tiangong's combat power must be far superior to that of ordinary warriors, he had already used 80%25 of his strength and was still fighting with the opponent inextricably.
And the other side became more and more courageous as they fought.
You must know that not only did you inherit Peng Ao's blood essence, but you also refined his soul clone.
According to his own analysis, Yu Mao's strength is equivalent to 60%25 of Peng Ao's heyday.
But now I can't win the Dzogchen Warrior.
It makes everything seem magical.
He didn't know that Chu Ming was a Martial God Dzogchen warrior, but his "Wild Desolate Art" had already broken through to the sixth level, and his strength far exceeded the Martial God realm.
This is why no matter how much Yu Mao improves his strength, Chu Ming never falls behind.
But Yu Mao can never know this secret. All his thoughts are now thinking about how to get rid of the current passive situation.
Just when Chu Ming raised his leg to sweep towards Yu Mao's waist, the innate demonic energy suddenly appeared, and the strange sense of space also appeared again.
The right leg that was originally attacking the opponent turned sideways with Yu Mao.
The other party obviously did this intentionally and slashed at Chu Ming's back with his knife.
Because he was afraid of destroying his perfect body, Yu Mao used the back of the knife. He just wanted to seriously injure his opponent rather than kill Chu Ming.
Obviously seizing Chu Ming's body is always the first priority.
The battle has progressed to this point, and the winner is finally decided.
Yu Mao actually felt relieved.
Such a long period of high-intensity fighting was also torture for him.
But the muffled sound and screams as imagined did not appear.
Chu Ming also held the Tai'a sword in his hand at some point and blocked Yu Mao's attack.
Out of fear of the "innate demonic energy", he was always vigilant to prevent sneak attacks from the opponent.
So when the abnormal space feeling appeared, Chu Ming was already prepared.
After the two parties fought hard, they quickly distanced themselves.
"How can you be so strong?"
Yu Mao stared at Chu Ming, his face full of resentment.
You must know that his current strength can only be achieved by giving up his dignity, morality, relatives, comrades-in-arms, and even his identity as a human race.
Chu Ming, at a young age, already had strength that was comparable to him, and his physical qualifications completely overwhelmed him.
Why is God so unfair! If he could have everything Chu Ming had, why would he choose to trade with Peng Ao? Then he would still be the Emperor of Heaven admired by the world.
I won't be trapped here without people or ghosts, unable to move even an inch!
"It seems that the blood mist you use to cover up your secrets is getting less and less. The thunderclouds in the sky are enough to chop you into powder."
Chu Ming didn't pay attention to Yu Mao's roar, but calmly reminded his opponent to be careful of the threat of Tiandao.
"Do you know the reserves of the blood pool at the bottom of the peak?"
"Ever since I discovered that the blood of warriors can conceal the secrets of heaven, I started to reserve it. Over the past 100,000 years, the blood pool under the main peak has been equivalent to the blood volume of one-tenth of the population in the west."
Seeing Yu Mao's crazy and twisted face, Chu Ming really wanted to step on him.
"So don't think that you can exhaust the energy of the blood pool. Besides, with the distance between you and me, if the tribulation thunder comes, you will not be able to escape."
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way."
Yu Mao could feel that what the other party said was not perfunctory. Chu Ming could still escape from such a powerful thunder.
Although he knew there was little hope, Yu Mao couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me the method?"
Chu Ming looked at Yu Mao as if he were an idiot.
Either the mentality is distorted, or the skin is too thick. What kind of consciousness can ask for methods from an enemy in a life-and-death duel?
Chu Ming suddenly remembered that famous joke.
"Three major elements of success: first, be shameless; second, persevere; third, persevere and be shameless."
But compared with Yu Mao, all these are nothing worth mentioning.
"You remove the protection of the blood mist, and I will tell you the method."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Then do you think I'm stupid?"
In response to Yu Mao's questioning, Chu Ming also issued a "soul torture".
Taking advantage of the gap in the conversation between the two, Chu Ming swallowed the "Qi Recovery Pill" without anyone noticing, and his condition quickly returned to its peak state.
Such an obvious change could not be hidden from Yu Mao.
"You're cheating!"
"Otherwise, where would I be interested in talking nonsense with you?"
The goal has been achieved, and Chu Ming no longer hides it.
Yu Mao, who was repeatedly fooled, calmed down.
He carefully evaluated the current situation. Not to mention whether he could win over the other party, even his own escape might be a problem. Not only because of the thick thunderclouds in the sky, but mainly because Chu Ming put too much pressure on him.
From the beginning of the battle to now, he has exhausted almost all means, but still cannot win the opponent.
Although he had the upper hand in the middle, he was quickly pulled back by his opponent.
And the Nishiname Tiangong tribe members who were watching the battle in mid-air should all be talented warriors above the Eight Towns.
Although they didn't take action, they were a huge threat to him.
Yu Mao suddenly discovered that he had unknowingly fallen into a crisis.
Ever since he turned his back on the human race, he had never encountered such a situation.
"You can't be so strong! As long as you tell me why you are so powerful, I am willing to exchange it for the information of the demons. I can even tell you the fatal weaknesses of the demons."
Yu Mao really couldn't believe that there was such a "perverted" Martial God Dzogchen warrior in the mainland.
Now this has become his new obsession.
"Of course I have ways to deal with the demons, but you, a treacherous and shameless person, will die today."
Seeing that Yu Mao had no new tricks to learn from, Chu Ming lost the patience to continue to struggle with him. "Flying Fairy from Heaven!"
As Chu Ming shouted angrily, the main peak that was originally shrouded in dark clouds became brighter. It seemed that even the thunder clouds were avoiding the phantom of the immortal appearing in the sky.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Yu Mao had never thought that martial arts could make Jie Lei get out of the way. Although Martial God warriors could affect the changes in the world, they had never heard of making Lei Yun get out of the way.
The old man's phantom in the sky had already been cut down with his first sword, although Yu Mao did not hesitate to risk his body exploding to raise his true energy to the highest point.
At the same time, all the remaining innate demonic energy was circulated, but it was still unable to withstand the sword of the great avenue that threatened the power of heaven and earth. His entire body was blown away, and due to his excessive use of his body, his entire body was like broken porcelain, with cracks all over his body.
"You are much worse than Peng Ao. You can't even catch my sword."
Yu Mao kept vomiting green blood, and he couldn't live without seeing it.
Wanwan and others also came to Chu Ming from the air. They were all waiting for the final fate of this shameless man.
At this moment, Yu Mao suddenly showed a strange smile.
Thunder clouds suddenly appeared on the peak, and countless tribulation thunder poured down.
Lying on the ground, Yu Mao was unable to resist and could only accept the ending of being wiped out in ashes.
But he felt a little comforted by being able to win over the young master and the talented warrior from the West.
But just when the calamity thunder fell, his eyes flashed, and Chu Ming, Wanwan and others all disappeared.
Yu Mao, who was struck by the thunderbolt and twitched all over, remembered that Chu Ming once said that he had a way to avoid the thunderbolt.
"Heaven! Why is it so unfair!"
After shouting these words, Yu Mao completely lost his breath.
Without the support of his true energy, his body quickly turned into ashes.
But because there were too many thunderclouds gathering in the sky, there was no target to vent for a while, so he aimed at the blood pool under the mountain.
Although Yu Mao had long since been wiped out, the calamity thunder did not stop.
"What do you think of the power of the thunder?"
Chu Ming, who was hiding in the system space, asked other people for their opinions.
At the beginning of the attack on the Black Sect, Chu Ming had already planned Yu Mao's death method.
For such a traitor who betrayed the righteousness of the human race, Chu Ming would naturally not let him die too easily.
In fact, Shi Zhixuan had already mastered the secret of the blood pool, and Chu Ming also expected that the other party would choose to support everyone at the last moment of his life.
