Chapter 344

A violent roar split the heavens.

A terrifying, earth-shattering force exploded in the void.

With the three of them at its center,

it surged mightily outward in every direction.

That dreadful, matchless power,

even the void itself was instantly thrown into rippling turbulence.

The dazzling light made it impossible to keep one's eyes open.

A moment later,

the watching martial artists, who had been caught in some of the leaked Qi and left rather wretched,

straightened themselves and fixed their gazes tightly on the void.

As the dust settled,

the figures of the few appeared in everyone's sight.

First was Wu Ming.

Although this strike had been grand in momentum and extraordinary in power,

correspondingly,

the expenditure was no small matter!

Even though he was the Wu Lin myth of Yunzhou,

even though he had already stepped onto the Dao of the Heavenly Sword,

at this moment,

his complexion was still unavoidably drained of color.

And his whole bearing had grown far more listless!

But relatively speaking,

he was presently in the best state among those present.

Because,

at this moment, the three Long Xiang Seng,

were all disheveled and in tattered clothes.

Blood stained the corners of their mouths and the lapels of their robes.

They looked utterly wretched!

Where was any of the awe-inspiring majesty they had shown when they first appeared?!

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What the crowd did not notice was,

as Wu Ming's enemy,

and the target of his attack this time,

Po Jun's figure had long since vanished under Lei Jianyu's bombardment!

Countless chunks of flesh,

before they could fall from the void,

were ground into fine powder by the power of heaven and earth!

Becoming, in the truest sense, dead without even dregs remaining!!

"Sigh~~"

He sighed softly in his heart.

Wu Ming only felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his chest.

At the same time,

a sliver of guilt toward his Master welled up within him.

But it was quickly suppressed.

He steadied his expression,

and turned his icy gaze upon Monk Huanxi and Monk Naomo.

"Cough, cough, cough...."

"Wu Ming, Po Jun has already been killed by you."

"Could it be that you still mean to kill us as well?!"

Noticing his gaze,

Monk Huanxi coughed up a mouthful of old blood,

and roared with a somewhat panicked expression.

Beside him,

Monk Naomo was likewise filled with tension,

his body taut,

his face full of wariness and vigilance.

"Po Jun's death was a personal matter."

"But you two, it is for those innocent people."

"If I let you go today,"

"then in the future, would not even more innocent people suffer calamity?!"

He shook his head.

Wuming explained lightly.

As he spoke.

Not a single ripple on his face.

Only that firm tone.

Betrayed the conviction in his heart.

"How dare you!!"

"Doing this, aren't you afraid of the Khan's wrath?!"

"This is Ducheng!"

"You think the Khan will just watch us perish?!"

A flash of fury passed through his eyes.

Monk Huanxi shouted with a fierce front but a weak heart.

"Whether it can be done, you have to try first to know."

"I only ask to have no qualms in my heart!"

Wuming smiled, not minding his threat.

Having said that.

He was about to act again.

However.

Just at this moment.

A figure suddenly appeared before the three of Monk Huanxi.

What was startling and dumbfounding was.

The newcomer was actually less than four chi tall!

Clearly just a little child!!

Even the childish air on his face had not yet faded.

But what was strange was.

The newcomer's method of appearing out of thin air.

Was definitely not something a child could do!

Even a Heavenly Being Realm expert.

Before these four supreme Mythical Realm experts, was far from enough to look at!