"Aren't you the ones who wanted to kill me?" The Blood God Clone asked.
The dark apparition leading the Nether World Troop turned silent.
This fellow made sense.
The winner takes all.
There was no point in saying this now.
To put it bluntly, they underestimated this vampire Blood Son. They thought that they could control him easily.
But, no one expected a mid-tier devil emperor like him to be able to suppress the manders of the two troops alone and turn the tides.
Since Saudis and Anlin Lian were defeated, they had to bear the consequences.
"Ming Wu!"
The howls of Saudis and Anlin Lian were filled with urgency. They could clearly sense the arrival of death and it was getting closer and closer. It was almost within their reach.
The feeling of watching death dawn on them was enough to make them break down.
The dark apparition led by the Nether World Troop blinked. He stopped talking and disappeared on the spot.
"You want to save them?"
The Blood God Clone narrowed and vanished on the spot.
The next instant, both parties appeared in front of Saudis and Anlin Lian.
Boom!
The Blood God Clone blocked in front of Ming Wu and released a punch. A terrifying fist mark smashed towards the dark apparition led by the Nether World Troop.
"You!" Ming Wu's gaze flickered slightly. He didn't expect his
opponent's speed to be faster than his. He snorted and released his fist too.
Boom!
The two fist auras impacted and caused a huge explosion. A terrifying Force impact swept through the air.
Ming Wu and the Blood God Clone retreated.
However, Ming Wu only withdrew a few hundred meters while the Blood God Clone retreated a thousand meters.
"You're not my match." The dark purple mist around Ming Wu hadn't dispersed. He slowly retracted his fist and said in a contemptuous
tone.
"That might not be true." The Blood God Clone squinted but he didn't show it on his face. He just looked at the other party calmly. Ming Wu didn't take it to heart. He treated Wang Teng's words as a young man's stubbornness. He looked at the two dark apparitions who were about to melt pletely. He frowned and said, "If you kill them, the dark apparitions in the two troops will go crazy. Your Black Punishment Troop won't be able to stop them."
"Have you always been so confident?" The Blood God Clone scoffed. "Without a mander, I can suppress them easily."
"How arrogant." Ming Wu stared at the Blood God Clone coldly. "Even if you can suppress the two troops, there's still the Nether World Troop. Can you do it?"
"Since we're going to be suppressed, why don't we drag two troops down with us?" The Blood God Clone said expressionlessly. "As for the
Nether World Troop, we can fight to the death. I won't lose out."
"Good! Good! Good!" Ming Wu stared at the Blood God Clone and suddenly smiled in anger. "You're more ruthless than I thought. It has been a long time since I saw a talent like you in the younger
generation."
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."
Boom!
The next moment, Ming Wu disappeared on the spot. His Speed was even faster than before. His body seemed to have turned solid. It was as if his true form was still standing there.
However, the Blood God Clone's pupils constricted slightly. He moved instantly without any hesitation.
The devil titan's titan level Battle Technique-Blood Ghost Footwork!
Multiple phantoms suddenly appeared around him. They were exactly the same. Even their auras were the same. No one could tell that they were different.
"Huh?"
A surprised voice was heard in the air. However, it quickly turned into
a sneer.
"Do you think you can stop me like this?"
Boom!
Sounds came from all directions. Terrifying explosions were heard behind the Blood God Clone.
A huge dark purple palm mark pushed forward and landed on the lingering shadows of the Blood God Clone.
"Blood Son!"
"mander!"
The vampire dark apparition and the dark apparition from the Black
Punishment Troop were flabbergasted.
The dark apparition leading the Nether World Troop was extremely powerful. He forced the Blood God Clone into a desperate situation.
Bang, bang, bang...
Within a split second, the lingering shadows of the Blood God Clone exploded and turned into balls of blood mist.
Ming Wu appeared and looked at this scene indifferently, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
"You are indeed a genius since you are able to defeat two high-tier devil emperors at the middle stage. However, you are still too young. Let me teach you a lesson today and let you know what a real
formidable warrior is."
"Really?"
"Hmph- So this is how powerful a true expert is."
However, at this moment, a soft laughter suddenly came from the
void.
Under the dark purple mist, Ming Wu's expression froze. Fortunately, no one saw it. Otherwise, it would feel a little awkward.
At the same time, the Blood God Clone had appeared behind Ming
Wu. His gaze was cold as he released his fist.
Devil titan level Battle Technique, Dark Devil Fist!
A terrifying fist mark congregated on his fist. It wasn't huge, but the
aura it gave off was frightening.
Fifth-rank Origin of Strength!
Fifth-rank Origin of Darkness!
The two laws of origin were exerted on the fist mark. Occult and mysterious patterns appeared on its surface, attracting the power of heaven and earth.
He didn't dare to be careless in front of the leader of the dark
apparitions from the Nether World Troop. He released his most powerful attack, the devil titan Battle Technique and the two fifth-rank laws of origin. One of them was the extremely powerful origin of strength. It was enough to deal with the other party.
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